[CHAR] Symphony of Espers

Dr. Fritzi “Vermilion Veronica” Moller: Faction Boss
Binky: Punching Bag
Su Fang: Dragon Breacher
Jacqueline Leroux
Samuel Howard: Silhouette
Ashley Avenir: Orion
Fable: Time Keeper

Billy Black Cadilac: Faction Boss
Trixy
Luna "Tetrad" Gallo: Draw 4

Elroy Bates: Immortal Volcano
Patricia Muller: Pac-a-Fist
Marrie Knight

Oros: The Mad
Penny: Iron Queen of Pax Septimus

~ Maximum of one characters at this time. My Co-GM and I still talk about this, so I cannot say if this will change in the future,

~ All espers will start with three silver glamor and three bronze glamors. As we work the bugs out of the system and time progresses, all espers will be allowed to upgrade their glamors.

~ A character sheet can be rejected for any reason, including your behavior and grammar in other RPs. Though usually we'll just ask for some small corrections before you can join.

~ I'm not one to set hard limits on what a character can be. But the following are going to be a tough sell:

-Characters under the age of 13.

-Characters that have been espers for a long time.

-Characters that aren't espers.

-Characters that have lived in Pax Septimus for an extended period of time.

-Characters that aren't human. Having a non-human esper form is fine.

~ You may alter the character sheet, but the order of information and how the information is indented should remain the same. Only a single space between paragraphs. Do not use the original Magenta color in the color tags, and do not color the body text. Other than that, you're free to dress it up how you like.

~ All character sheets must be posted in OOC. The extremely shy can PM a GM or Co-GM, who will discuss the sheet in private.

NAME:

Character's Name, as well as the alias for their esper form if they have one. EXAMPLE: Elroy Bates / Immortal Volcano

AGE:

Character's Age. If their Esper form has a different apparent age, list both. EXAMPLE: 67, looks like a teenager in their esper form

SEX:

Male or Female, and list if it changes in esper form. If you answer "yes please," I'm rejecting the sheet >:C

APPEARANCE:

A picture or a written description is fine. Be sure to note key features like accessories, hair style, scars, etc. Also remember to describe both their normal and esper forms.

GRIMIORE:

What your esper's trinket that enables their transformations looks like.

INSTRUMENT:

Details about the espers Instrument. Refer to the character creation guide for notes on how to make all glamors. We're mostly interested in what it looks like, as well as its keywords, stats, and extra abilities.

STYLE:

Details about the espers style. Namely the resistances and special abilities.

GENRE:

Details about the espers genre. List the element, keywords (and costs), as well as any special abilities.

LEITMOTIF:

Details about the espers leitmotif.

FACTION:

The faction they work for.

TRIVIA:

This is the space where you can describe the character's personality, backstory, and any other details you feel like sharing. Remember to give your GMs and players some good hooks to work with.

Below is the basic format for a character sheet. Remember to change the text color to something other than "Magenta"

easy copy/paste CS

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In addition to this, you'll also want to create a "Banner Character Sheet." This contains a quick run down of your character's attributes so that the GMs can more easily determine if an action was successful or not. It looks something like this, and can be hidden in a hider if you wish.

Age | Sex | Faction | Leitmotif
Weapon | Weapon Keywords | Weapon Damage Type | Weapon Special
Style | Style Special
Genre | Genre Element | Genre Special
[Element Notes] All other notes

DAMAGE: | SPEED: | SENTINEL: | MAX MANA

PHYSICAL: | ARCANE: | CHAOS: | CURRENT MANA

Here's what it might look like filled out:

25 | Male | Freelancers | Beast Horns
Katana | Greatsword | Arcane | Keen Edge
Tuxedo | Demon's Guile
Cherry Blossoms | Wind | Calm Mind
[Storm, Flight] Damage, Push, Heal, Trap, AoE, Reflect

DAMAGE: D | SPEED: D | SENTINEL: D | 500

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: D | 284

[BrokenPromise]

GEMINI:

Fritzi: Code Name Vermilion Veronica

Dr. Fritzi “Vermilion Veronica” Moller



34 | Female | Gemini | Faction Boss

Heads all of Gemini’s operations in Pax Septimus, and is a deeply revered researcher. She’s been tasked with ensuring Pax remains stable and relatively monster free. She also has full permissions to use the agents to further her research. Don’t worry, she won’t experiment on you. That’s what Binky, her lab assistant, is for.

“Why yes, Binky. ‘Good monsters’ must exist. But I think they had the common sense to not come to this world. Furthermore, we would not call them monsters if they didn’t go out of their way to earn that title themselves.”

Binky: Veronica's Punching Bag

Binky



22 | Female | Gemini | Raid Boss(?)

A specialist esper who frequently assists Veronica with her research. Often works as an operator when Veronica is unable to personally manage Gemini agents, or acts as a second operator for a second squad during larger missions. Seldom participates in operations directly and never without Veronica's orders. Doesn't seem to have Veronica's respect regardless.

“I dont want to think about the monster problem right now. I made my choice a long time ago. Questioning it now would just invite miserly.”

Su: Dragon Breecher

NAME:

Su Fang

AGE:

32

SEX:

Female

APPEARANCE:

Su is a Chinese woman who stands quite tall even out of her esper form. Her shoulder length hair is black in color, and she's packing quite a bit of muscle as well. Her body doesn't change much between her true and esper forms. Aside from the addition of horns and a dragon's tail, and then her hair turns a light blue color to match her new additions.

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GRIMIORE:

A small pendant with a rough jade stone. She wears it at all times, often under her clothes.

INSTRUMENT: Bipartisan

Bipartisan is a large caliber hand gun paired with a steel riot shield. No extra frills. It's awkward to manage, but Su's accuracy doesn't suffer.

GRADE: Silver
KEYWORD: Handgun, Greatshield
DAMAGE TYPE: Physical
DAMAGE: C
SPEED: E
SENTINEL: B
SPECIAL: Blast Zone: When the face of the shield slams into an opponent, it releases a small explosion of debris. This inflicts as much arcane damage as an E grade damage note.

STYLE: Dragon Breacher

Exactly what it says on the tin. Su's esper form gives her dragon-like features and arms her like like a member of SWAT

GRADE: Silver
PHYSICAL: D
ARCANE: D
CHAOS: C
SPECIAL: Kevlar Vest: Su's Kevlar vest and draconic nature make her more resistant to ballistics. Bullets aimed at her torso are less likely to harm her.

GENRE: Debris

Most dragons have a breath attack that is based in one element or the other. For Su, it's less what her breath is made out of and more what it might throw your way.

GRADE: Bronze
ELEMENT: Wind
NOTES: [Storm, Flight], Push, Pull, Construct, Purify, Restrain, Damage
SPECIAL: Locally Sourced: Su's spells manifest as debris in the area, and thus have a different appearance depending on where she is. Rubble from buildings, dirt from a forest floor, all weaponized by Su's magic.

LEITMOTIF: Steel Gaze

It's not polite to stare, but there's something about Su's eyes that can't be enjoyed with just a glance. Who knows what this glamor might evolve into?

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: Su's iris's are slightly larger than normal.

BACKUP: Affection Confection

Mika is just a regular teenage girl, but there seems to be something magical in the cookies she makes. Or maybe this is just a mother talking up their child's cooking. Regardless, the effects it bestows on Su are very real.

GRADE: Bronze
BACKUP MELODY: [Bronze Self][Shield][Reflect][Powerful]
SPECIAL: Good taste: The treat has a sweet taste.

PR: Dragon's Hoard

Despite the name, it's really just a bunch of fairly normal items you would expect a member of SWAT to be packing.

GRADE: Silver
GEAR: Clip light, Kevlar vest, Kevlar padding, 3X Handcuffs, Tazer
SPECIAL: The clip light has a black light function, allowing it to show blood stains, urine, etc that have been cleaned up. This can also reveal hidden messages and the like that someone might have left for a black light to find.

FACTION:

Gemini Agents

TRIVIA:

Su left china for the land of opportunity when she was in her late twenties. She barely understood English, but had some help from her family overseas to guide her on the path to success. One of the toughest barriers to overcome is that of becoming a US citizen. Without citizenship, many high end jobs simply aren't applicable to people in her position. While someone with a green card can live in America for five years as a permanent resident to acquire citizenship, one of the fastest ways was to serve in the military for a single year. That, too, had its share of barriers to break through. But once she got in, she knew it would be smooth sailing. Because Su had a secret weapon. Her family passed down an artifact through the ages that allowed one to acquire power mortal men cannot wield: The power of an esper. Once the top brass discovered her hidden powers, she was move into project GEMINI, where they could make better use of her ability to slay monsters. During her travels, she discovered and adopted a young runaway who she's been raising as her own daughter.

Su is a "tiger mom," complete with a thick Chinese accent. Not only is she a strict mother to her only child, but she brings her temperament into missions too. As strict and overbearing as she can be, it's only because she wants to make sure everyone comes home safe. She won't budge if it breaks protocol, but Su is reserved enough that she can remain calm and civil in almost any situation. Being anal about protocol aside, Su is usually pretty easy going outside of missions.

Su doesn't have any real hobbies. When she's not on a mission, she's training. And when she's not training, she's probably spending some quality time with her daughter. There isn't time for anything else.

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32 | Female | Gemini | Steel Gaze
Bipartisan | Handgun, Greatshield | Physical | Blast Zone
Dragon Breacher | Kevlar Vest
Debris | Wind | Locally Sourced
[Storm, Flight], Push, Pull, Construct, Purify, Restrain, Damage

DAMAGE: C | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: B | 500

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: C | 500

Mavericks:

Billy Black

Billy Black Cadillac



Old | Male | Alternative | Faction Boss

The leader of the monster sympathizer group Maverick alternative stands about ten feet tall, towering over mortal men. Much like Vermillion Veronica, his aim is to ensure Pax Septimus one day becomes relatively normal. Though he refuses to help slaughter every monster taking residence in Pax Septimus. He houses as many as he can, provided they seem like reasonable souls.

“Now see here, there are only three things I care about: Muscle cars, fine woman, and black leather. That’s why all y’all gotta co-exist with the humans, they make the things that keep life worth livin’.”

Trixy

Trixy



30 | Female | Alternative | Commander

One of the feared and revered "Flightless Angels" that occupy the upper echelons of Maverick Alternative. While a capable esper on her own, she is usually required to lead the Mavericks from the back, which is not something she's especially excited about.

“I'm just here to look at alllll the cuties and shoot the bad guys. But what if a bad guy is a cutie? I suppose I'd have to take a picture. It'll probably last longer anyway, heh heh!”

Luna: Tetrad

NAME:

Luna Gallo, Tetrad

AGE:

21

SEX:

Female

APPEARANCE:

Luna is a slender woman that's a bit taller than normal. She's thin, pale, wears alluring outfits, and doesn't do a lot to avoid the gaze of lusty men. Her esper form transforms her into a mystical jester.

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GRIMIORE:

A deck of UNO cards bound in a colorful tin.

INSTRUMENT: Pit Boss

A staff that has been curved into a loop. It's not very practical as a weapon, but it does make it easier for Luna to tap into her magic.

GRADE: Silver
KEYWORD: Staff
DAMAGE TYPE: Arcane
DAMAGE: D
SPEED: B
SENTINEL: D
SPECIAL: Win some, Lose some: When Luna attacks and hits with the first shot from Pit Boss, a D20 is rolled to determine the type of buff/debuff that will be associated with the attack.

1 and 20: ALL
2-7: SENTINEL
8-13: SPEED
14-19: DAMAGE

On an even number, the associated Stat will be ranked up. On an odd number, the target of the attack will have their stat ranked down. Lasts a single round.

STYLE: Croupier

Many think that "Tetrad" is a magician or jester. But while she does enjoy card tricks, she's really a gambler.

GRADE: Bronze
PHYSICAL: E
ARCANE: C
CHAOS: D
SPECIAL: Graceful: Luna can float a few inches off the ground if she's standing still. It's not enough to soften hard falls, traverse difficult terrain, or avoid floor based hazzards.

GENRE: Gambit

Luna's magic manifests itself as cards and glittering confetti. Regardless of how impractical it is, sometimes it works out. Othewise...

GRADE: Silver
ELEMENT: Gravity
NOTES: [Weightless, Suspend], Stabilize, Damage, Push, Transplace, Extend, Heal, Orbit, Recoil
SPECIAL: Draw 4: Every time a melody is cast, a 20 sided die is rolled to determine which positive, negative, or neutral effect is applied.

1: CRITTICLE FAILURE! The spell backfires, instead becoming [self][AOE][Push]
with Luna's throwing hand as an origin. The original mana cost must still be paid.

2: Static electricity causes Luna's hair to frizz out. Lasts six seconds.

3: Luna stumbles! and her SPEED stat goes down a rank for six seconds!

4: The melody and any of its area effects smell like old socks.

5: Why so hot? also cast [self][ignite] on Luna's hand at no mana cost.

6: Luna's skin turns blue for 6 seconds.

7: Hurry up! [Delay] is added to the melody, right after the cast note. The time is always two seconds, and does not increase the spell's cost.

8: Luna feels a mild pain in her fingers after casting the melody.

9: Why so expensive? Each note in the melody gain +1 difficulty.

10: Luna grins, and her teeth are crooked!

11: Luna grins, and her teeth are pretty!

12: That was cheap! The melody has a [Homing] note added on for free.

13: She can't help but say "Yas Queen!"

14: Super speed! The melody has a [Contract] note added on for free.

15: Luna's eyes sparkle in an alluring way for 6 seconds.

16: Well that was interesting! [Minor Heal] or [Restrain] note is added to melody for free.

17: Any visual effects tied to the melody are gold colored.

18: That's a good spell! Spell is a rank higher than normal.

19: Luna glows with a divine radiance, then returns to normal.

20: CRITTICLE SUCCESS! The melody's cost is cut in half. Luna may cast a second melody simultaneously at the normal cost.

LEITMOTIF: Fortune

Luna's finances are all over the place. Gotta be careful investing in stocks.

SPECIAL: If Luna needs to pay for something, a twenty sided dice is rolled to decide what's on her person.

1: $ 2.76
2-7: $ 27.60
8-13: $ 55.20
14-19: $ 110.40
20: $ 1104.37

BACKUP: Fly Away

Trixy can hook a sister up with some interesting drugs. They can get you high, make you feel light headed, AND are well suited for combat.

GRADE: Bronze
BACKUP MELODY: [Bronze Self][Flight][Weightless]
SPECIAL: Surgen's General Warning: May give the esper a headache after combat concludes.

PR: Snake Eyes

Hiding in plain site is important for Maverick Espers. As much as Tetrad likes to stand out, Luna knows enough to keep her head down when she's out of the esper state.

GRADE: Silver
GEAR: Tazer, Disguise, Kevlar Coat, Kevlar Padding
SPECIAL: Luna's disguise comes with a face covering, wig, colored contacts, and a makeup kit. She is considered to have identity protection even out of the esper state. People who are familiar with Luna may recognize her from attributes that are not related to her appearance, such as her voice, handwriting, specific gestures, etc.

FACTION:

Maverick Alternative

TRIVIA:

Luna was always left to her own devices as a child. Her father was a professional gambler, and tended to travel a lot. Her mother had been badly injured doing her job, and wasn't as mobile as she used to be. She could still move around the house, but it was an ordeal to get in and out of a car, and it wasn't like her father's money was consistent enough that they could just buy something with a wheelchair lift. Luna needed to become somewhat independent, biking or driving herself to where she needed to go.

Something she got into during her last years of high school was gambling. It was illegal on the premises, but she'd arrange spots for people to show up and gamble with her. She learned how to tip the scales in her favor (doesn't that sound better than cheating) and quickly learned that by acting friendly and looking her best, people were less likely to suspect any foul play.

One time someone was so desperate to gamble they threw in a game of UNO as collateral. This amused Luna, who accepted it and subsequently won. She was ready to stash it away as a simple trophy, but it turned out to be much more than she could have ever imagined. But what was a delinquent like herself to do with all this power?

Shortly after acquiring her powers, she realized there was a monster that was actively sabotaging her mother's ability to heal. It was her first real fight, and while the monster was weak, she was equally inexperienced. Fortunately, another esper was nearby to assist. They were able to recover Luna's mangled body and bring her before Billy. Once they had her all healed up, Billy explained the supernatural world to her, how it was filled with monsters both good and evil. He also told her how it was not always possible to spot if a monster was good or evil right away. The monster had kept her mother crippled for years, but it might have just been doing the bare minimum to survive. After meditating on this, Luna decided to join Maverick alternative.

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21 | Female | Maverick | Fortune
Pit Boss | Staff | Arcane | High Roller
Croupier | Graceful
Gambit | Gravity | Draw 4
[Weightless, Suspend], Stabilize, Damage, Push, Transplace, Extend, Heal, Zone, Orbit, Recoil

DAMAGE: E | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: D | 750

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: D | 750

Freelancers:

Elroy, The Immortal Volcano

NAME:

Elroy Bates, the immortal Volcano

AGE:

24

SEX:

Male

APPEARANCE:

Elroy is a red-head with a physique that often gets him compared to incubus and greek sculptures. He has perfect posture and often has his lips pulled back into a toothy grin. It wouldn't be hard to picture him fronting a boy band. There's hardly a difference when he changes into an esper. Though the alit horn on his head really sells him as a demonic prince. Don't worry guys, he's got a sister that's equally attractive. But this sheet isn't about her.

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GRIMIORE:

A guitar pick covered in flames.

INSTRUMENT: Sagittarius

A black shield that’s been warped by heat and split by battle. As battered as the shield is, its every crack has been filled with gold. His fists have the same effect, but they're usually covered by his gloves.

GRADE: Gold
KEYWORD: Hands, Greatshield
DAMAGE TYPE: Arcane
DAMAGE: C
SPEED: D
SENTINEL: A
SPECIAL: Rocksteady. Elroy can't be moved if he blocks an attack with his shield or fists. Think captain America's vibronium shield.

STYLE: Mount Fuji

Elroy's body should be covered in scars. But he is a volcano, and the blows he's had to endure have chiseled him into a masterpiece.

GRADE: Diamond
PHYSICAL: C
ARCANE: B
CHAOS: C
SPECIAL: Living Volcano. Elroy’s body is human in many ways, but his flesh is as hard as a cliff side. For all purposes, he might as well be considered a stone golem. He doesn’t bruise, tire, or need to keep up functions of living creatures like breathing and circulating blood (or lava). If a wound would cause him to bleed, it instead bleeds lava.

GENRE: Eruption

Like any volcano, Elroy can conjure the power of flowing magma. The burning life blood of the earth that cools into black obsidian.

GRADE: Silver
ELEMENT: Fire
NOTES: [Ignight , Heat Insulation] Damage, Damage X, Push, Heal, Trap, Puddle, AoE, If Foe, Else
SPECIAL: Heat shrink. If Elroy is under the effect of the Heat Insulation note, catching fire has a regenerative effect that can help close superficial wounds.

LEITMOTIF: Kintsugi

Kintsugi is the art of repairing pottery with gold. By mending the broken pottery with precious metals, the pottery’s imperfections become it’s most beautiful feature.

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: Elroy’s wounds heal in a way that makes him look more attractive. often turning into tattoos or golden streaks.

FACTION:

The Freelancers

TRIVIA:

The Bates twins are pretty much the rockstars of the esper world. They're competent, upper echelon espers that all other espers want to with, or want to be like. Particularly those in the freelance scene that want to make a big splash and stop living paycheck to paycheck.

Their story is one you've heard countless times. They were just two teenagers that were a bit different from everyone else, and had to tolerate excessive bullying. They were red heads with excessive acne outbreaks, and proffered the company of comic books to that of actual people. While they enjoyed comics of all kinds, manga really resonated with them. The foreign stories were unlike anything they had ever experienced, and they would have been so much happier living there without their current problems.

One day, they decided that they were going to learn how to play music. So they went to a music shop to buy instruments. Maybe fate was calling them, maybe they had been left there, or perhapse it could have even been dumb luck. But there was a manga that neither twin had seen before. When they opened it up, someone had used a few guitar pics as a bookmark. The music shop owner had owned the book, and decided to let the kids part with it since he was so taken back with how gingerly they handled the book. But the guitar pics nestled inside were not normal. They were grimoires, and the twins were able to start their lives of stardom immediately.

While Elroy's looks make teenage girls swoon just by existing, the words that come out of his mouth are seldom as attractive. He's not one to swear, but it's hard to tell if his insults or his attacks hit harder in a fight. It's not uncommon for him to offer backhanded complements, point out ironies, or anything else that might irk the person he's speaking with. It's not always apparent if he's being playful or genuinely scornful.

Elroy likes to smile. Even in dire situations he usually manages to keep his pearly whites visible, like a lighthouse in the dark. It's rare to see him make any other kind of facial expression, especially if he's in public. If he isn't smiling, something is probably really bothering him.

He doesn't just look like the member of a boy band. Elroy can play the guitar, sing, and pretends to tour America while doing his duty as an esper. If he ever retires from his duties as an esper, he'll likely go into performing full time.

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24 | Male | Freelancer | Kintsugi
Sagittarious | Fist, Greatshield | Arcane | Rocksteady
Mount Fuji | Living Volcano
Eruption | Fire | Heat Shrink
[Ignite , Heat Insulation] Damage, Damage X, Push, Heal, Trap, Puddle, AoE, If Foe, Else

DAMAGE: C | SPEED: D | SENTINEL: A | 750

PHYSICAL: C | ARCANE: B | CHAOS: C | 750

Patricia "Pac-A-Fist" Muller

Patricia "Pac-A-Fist" Muller



25 | Female | Freelancer | Faction Sidekick

Pac-A-Fist, gamer girl, or "Trisha" as her friends call her, is a wandering esper who follows her boyfriend all over America. Unlike most espers, she uses her powers to help direct the general populace away from monster intensive areas instead of fighting the monster menace directly.

“Well someone's gotta save them! If all you worry about is bopping the bad guys on the head, the good guys could end up getting bopped themselves!”

Depraved:

Oros the mad

NAME:

Oros the Mad

AGE:

Over the hill, appears to be in her 20s, even when out of esper form.

SEX:

Female, we hope

APPEARANCE:

Oros is quite tall, even towering over most men. She dyes her hair pink and isn’t too discerning when it comes to what she wears. Suits, cocktail dresses, so long as it makes her look rich, cool, or cute, she couldn’t care less. Her esper form gives her a Miko outfit, and her movements become more beastly. Sometimes she will drop onto all fours and chase down her prey.

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GRIMIORE:

A magatama talisman made from a pink stone.

INSTRUMENT: Endless Eclipse

Tempered from a neutron star and quenched in the cosmos themselves. A katana with an edge as black as night, but shimmers like the stars. It is a ritualistic blade unfit for combat, but in Oros’s hands it’s just as capable as any weapon.

GRADE: Diamond
KEYWORD: Greatsword
DAMAGE TYPE: Physical
DAMAGE: A
SPEED: S
SENTINEL: E
SPECIAL: Arcane Blight: Endless Eclipse can unmake any arcane effects it cuts through. Espers and monsters are stripped of positive melodies/spells, arcane barriers shatter like glass, and melodies can be denied if the projectile/beam/mark/whatever-cast-note-you-use is sliced through or her sword is inside the target. Area abilities like those made with zone and puddle notes can’t be cut, but their effects will stop working on anything Oros’s sword is presently cutting. Glamor specials and ranks granted from glamors are unaffected by Endless Eclipse.

STYLE: Dark Garb

Miko are suppose to be the embodiment of purity, but Oros’s clothes hardly conveys the same feeling.

GRADE: Diamond
PHYSICAL: D
ARCANE: A
CHAOS: B
SPECIAL: Number of the Beast: At will, Oros can ignore the damage from 6 attacks, deny 6 magical debuffs, and become invulnerable to all form of damage for 6 seconds. She recovers a single use/second of this special when cannibalizing a mundane target such as a human or animal, and one of each when doing so to a magical one such as a monster or esper. Alternatively, she can recharge all of her uses if she allows her mana to recover to maximum.

GENRE: Inner Beast

Few would suspect such a pretty Miko could be tho host of such hideous beasts. Unless they were Oros the Mad.

GRADE: Diamond
ELEMENT: Nature
NOTES: [Poison, Transform], Pull, Heal, Purify, Restrain, Pierce, Damage X, Blink, Portal, Bend, Transplace, Delay, Zone, Full Extend, Homing, Multi-Melody

SPECIAL: Therianthropy: When Oros uses the [Transform] note, she can alter her anatomy to gain a special feature in place of the damage buff. The [Transform] note does not need to be part of a touch or self note to qualify for this option. The feature gained depends on the grade of the cast note, and a lesser quality special can be selected if desired. All effects last 6 seconds and can be extended with an [Extend] or [Full extend] note. Animal based specials can stack, but powers cannot.

-Bronze: Situational animal based special (gills to breathe underwater, cat eyes for night vision)
-Silver: Power of medium sized animal (Strength of an ape, speed of an emu)
-Gold: Strong animal based special (extra organs for better survivability, resistances to special damage types like acid or poison, Poisons with additional functions)
-Diamond: Power of a large animal (Strength of a bear, speed of an ostrich/horse)

LEITMOTIF: Meta Game

Oros’s blade has the ability to show her visions from the past, present, and future, across dimensions. This gives her knowledge she couldn’t get on her own. The only other explanation is that she is a GMPC in a forum role playing game, but quite frankly that’s absurd. Trust me, her sword is just like a crystal ball.

Grade: Diamond
SPECIAL: Oros is acutely aware of events that have and will transpire in the RP, and possibly even other RPs. She’s also seen your character sheets, and wasn’t impressed.

BACKUP: ?????

Oros had something commissioned that was... out of this world.

GRADE: ?????
BACKUP MELODY: ?????
SPECIAL: ??????

PR: Super Sexy Fun Times

With the help of her supplier, Oros was able to get her hands on some gear that's more depraved than she is.

GRADE: Diamond
GEAR: Fuzzy Cuffs x 11, Disguise
SPECIAL: Anyone locked in Oros's fuzzy cuffs cannot cast spells or melodies that target anyone but themselves. If two people are locked in the same pair of fuzzy cuffs, the one with the most fuzzy cuffs can use up to half of their "cuff-mate's" mana to cast a spell/melody. Fuzzy cuffs can be opened with a safe word of Oros's choosing. Otherwise they can only be damaged by attacks with a rank of B or greater.

FACTION:

Depraved

TRIVIA:

Like most depraved espers, there’s a lot of people who want Oros dead. It’s a reasonable sentiment, seeing as she openly claims to be serving a horror and doing what she can to summon them. Naturally, neither G.E.M.I.N.I. nor Maverick Alternative are okay with this, nor the freelancers they regularly employ for work. More powerful espers than her have been brought low by hunting parties, but her cunning makes her an elusive target to track.

This would normally just be considered the ramblings of a mad woman or a joke in poor taste, but Oros came from the elemental chaos. No one knows who she was when she entered, but Oros the Mad is all that’s left of them now.

While most depraved try to fade into obscurity, Oros has recently done something that makes no sense for someone with her motivations. Pax Septimus was ruled by a self proclaimed queen who saw fit to let the local monster population do whatever it desired. This is certainly a good thing if you’re trying to summon a horror, but Oros went and put a stop to that. The resulting power vacuum has drawn in the factions along with many freelance espers looking to stay busy.

Oros is pretty jovial for a cultist, if a bit rude. It’s not uncommon for her to poke fun at whoever she’s talking to, and she has a reputation for being something of an instigator. Though she’ll casually talk with other espers even if they are there to kill her.

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Old, But Still Sexy | Female | Depraved | Meta Game
Endless Eclipse | Greatsword | Physical | Arcane Blight
Dark Garb | Number of the Beast
Inner Beast | Nature | Therianthropy
[Poison, Transform], Pull, Heal, Purify, Restrain, Pierce, Damage X, Blink, Portal, Bend, Transplace, Delay, Zone, Full Extend, Homing, Multi-Melody

DAMAGE: A | SPEED: S | SENTINEL: E | 1250

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: A | CHAOS: B | 1250

Penny, Iron Queen of Pax Septimus

NAME:

Penny, Iron Queen of Pax Septimus

AGE:

29

SEX:

Male, with a female esper form

APPEARANCE:

The queen of Pax Septimus is a huge weeb, partial to fetish outfits such as French maids and the like. While Penny may appear to be a powerful, confident woman, she's actually a pasty programmer who is thin, pale, and lacks a single ounce of confidence. Even her sex is different, not that it matters since they spend all of their time in their esper form.

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GRIMIORE:

A piece of slag hung on a chain necklace.

INSTRUMENT: Omnissiah

How like a God He is, that ancient Machine, primal of all His Kind, the Imperator! His mighty Fists, massive like two Towers of Destruction, laden with the Doom of Mankind's bitter Foes. He watches over us now as Battle joins, and in his Shadow we shall advance upon our Enemies and defeat them.

GRADE: Challenger
KEYWORD: Fists
DAMAGE TYPE: Physical, Arcane, Chaos
DAMAGE: SSS
SPEED: SS
SENTINEL: SSS
SPECIAL: Omni Slash: Penny's weapons always do the best type of damage for the situation, and have their stats raised up to maximum.

STYLE: Immortal Machine

From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the blessed machine. Your kind cling to your flesh as if it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call a temple will wither and you will beg my kind to save you.

But I am already saved. For the Machine is Immortal.

GRADE: Challenger
PHYSICAL: S
ARCANE: SSS
CHAOS: SS
SPECIAL: Immortality: Penny has every benefit associated with being a machine, and none of the weaknesses. She does not need to breathe, circulate blood, eat, or anything a living creature would need to do. Her hull is made out of the strongest and purist sheets of titanium. Lightening and metal, magical or not, can be absorbed by her chassis. Her defenses are far above what an esper should have.

GENRE: Binary_Signal

Bio-chauvinism, and on such a small scale, when it comes to the processing of knowledge, is laughable. Give me any savant you care, and I shall match his worth tenfold with even the most basic of Machine Spirits.

GRADE: Challenger
ELEMENT: Metal & Lightning & Gravity
NOTES: [Quake, Mass, Paralysis, Speedster, Weightless, Suspend], Damage X, Pull, Slow Fall, Levitate, Shield, Reflect, Magic Sense, Construction, Summon, AoE, Full Extend, Full Enhance, Powerful, Homing, Multi-Melody

SPECIAL: Trinary_Signal: Penny gets to enjoy three different elemental sources for her magic, and her spells are a grade higher than normal. Her maximum mana is 2000 points and bathing in pools of mercury restore her mana. She can also copy any melody she sees regardless if she has the notes for it or not.

LEITMOTIF: Combat Module

There is no way in which the fully realized sentience of a machine could not be of benefit to us. As it is, the Machine Spirit is revered, yet in permanent bondage, its full potential shackled by petty fears. I seek to terminate this state of affairs.

Grade: Challenger
SPECIAL: Penny can copy an esper's Leitmotif or a monster's core ability for the duration of a battle. She is also immune to all forms of crowd control and can heal any wound by expending 100 points of mana.

FACTION:

Depraved

TRIVIA:

A powerful influencer who ruled Pax Septimus with an iron fist. Had every crime syndicate and cult in her pocket and the favor of the monsters too. Her mysterious disappearance has invited the presence of the G.E.M.I.N.I. agents as well as Maverick Alternative.

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29 | Male, Female Esper Form | Depraved | Combat Module
Omnissiah | Fists | Physical/Arcane/Chaos | Omni Slash
Immortal Machine | Immortality
Binary_Signal | Metal, Lightning, Gravity | Trinary_Signal
[Quake, Mass, Paralysis, Speedster, Weightless, Suspend], Damage X, Pull, Slow Fall, Levitate, Shield, Reflect, Magic Sense, Construction, Summon, AoE, Full Extend, Full Enhance, Powerful, Homing, Multi-Melody

DAMAGE: SSS | SPEED: SS | SENTINEL: SSS | 2000

PHYSICAL: S | ARCANE: SSS | CHAOS: SS | 2000

“I care not what you do. You can hate, so long as you fear!”

[Hammerman]

Regina Smith, The Huntress

NAME:

Regina Smith, The Huntress

AGE:

18

SEX:

Female

APPEARANCE:

She wore a green jacket for both her day-to-day attire and her transformed outfit. There are some key differences between the two however, mainly in their texture, smell, and the insignia drawn to its left shoulder. The ordinary green jacket possesses the texture and smell of a cheap jacket, not terribly pleasant to wear. The transformed outfit on the other hand has a comfortable cotton-like feeling to it and it smells like fresh grass

Other than that, she usually wears a white loose sleeveless t-shirt and a black straight skirt that reaches down her upper thighs.

GRIMIORE:

In its dormant state, her grimoire takes the form of a bronze ring. Not the kind you wear on your finger however. Instead, it rests snugly on her left thigh, hidden under her skirt.

INSTRUMENT:

A Hunter’s Bow
An ornate bow half the size of a human body, made out of a unique mixture of bronze and wood. The quiver was also made of the same material. The arrows’ feathers were, oddly enough, were also made out of wood, while their tips were made of bronze. Analysis of the material confirmed that both the wood and bronze on the arrows were the same material that the quiver and the bow were constructed of.
GRADE: Bronze
KEYWORD: Bow
DAMAGE TYPE: Arcane
DAMAGE: C
SPEED: E
SENTINEL: D
SPECIAL: Lightweight
Surprisingly light despite its size.

STYLE:

A Hunter’s Jacket
Description: A simple, casual-looking green jacket. It was so casual one could wear it out in the public without attracting any attention.
GRADE: Bronze
PHYSICAL: E
ARCANE: C
CHAOS: D
SPECIAL: Down To Earth
Has a leaf and grass-like smell to it.

GENRE:

A Hunter’s Tools
GRADE: Bronze
ELEMENT : Nature
NOTES : Damage X (6), Blink (4), Portal (8), Summon (4), AoE (2), Piercing (2), Poison (2), Transform (2)
SPECIAL: Long Claws
The reach of her bear claws from her Transformation is extended by a feet.

LEITMOTIF:

A Hunter’s Grace
GRADE:Silver
Her steps are completely silent, even when she’s running.

FACTION:

Freelancer

TRIVIA:

Born out in the boonies as the daughter of a family of hunters, she had been close to nature ever since she existed in this world. As the only child, she had to help out her parents from an early age. She would aid her mother in her small garden, where she grew all sorts of crops for them to eat. As for her father, she would accompany him to his excursions to the nearby forest. He taught her how to spot and track animals, how to sneak up on them, and how to end their life painlessly with a single shot of her rifle. He also gave her the knowledge to set up traps and even how to handle and fire a bow.

And then, that accursed demon came.

It was shaped like a bear, but its size was far more enormous, rivaling the size of a small house. Its purple fur crackled with lightning and acidic saliva trickled down its mouth without pause, leaving a trail of burned grass behind it.

It arrived at the eve of the night, somehow staying perfectly silent on its path towards their house. When her father realized what was going on, it was already too late, as it had swung its large paw onto their wooden house, destroying one of its walls in an instant, and killing the man in an instant.

Her mother screamed, yelling to her to run away as she distracted the creature. She agreed, not realizing that her father had just been murdered right in front of her. She believed that as long as her parents worked together, a bear like that shouldn’t be a problem, even if it was a bit bigger than the usual bears she knew.

She ran to the night’s darkness. Not knowing where she was going, she ended up going into the nearby forest. Thankfully, it was the same forest she had been traversing her entire life so even in the middle of the night, she could still make her bearings.

And then, she heard it.

A roar. A thundering roar that seemingly shook the entire world.

Followed by sounds of heavy footsteps barreling towards her direction.

The bear survived.

And it was coming for her.

She immediately ran deeper and deeper into the forest, praying that she could outrun it. The sturdy trees and branches should delay it from catching after her. And once she was far enough, she could just hide inside one of the many natural caves in this area and then—

Her heart skipped a beat.

She could hear them—the sounds of trees falling down one by one, dominating the nightly symphony of the crickets.

The bear… it was charging right through the trees, treating them as if they were mere bushes.

It wasn’t slowing down in the slightest.

She yelped, her right foot tripping over a branch she did not notice.

Losing her balance, she fell down, scraping her knees in the process.

She could feel it—the warm blood trickling down her legs.

And the shaking ground as the bear came closer and closer.

Tears filled her ears. Was this it? Was this how she was going to die?

As she backed away, crawling with her arms, her fingers brushed with something.

She paused, grabbing the object immediately.

It was a ring. A large one. Wider than the circumference of her arm.

And then, it all came to her.

What this ring was and what it could do for her.

She drew upon its power and transformed on the spot.

The bear came, charging like a wild boar, opening its jaws wide to swallow her whole.

Only to die by a single arrow, courtesy of the newly awakened esper.

The bear disappeared, its corpse dissolving into nothingness.

The ring had saved her life.

But not the lives of her parents, as she soon found out when she returned home.

That incident… that single night in her thirteen-year old life... changed her fate forever.

Not knowing any other relatives, she decided she would rather survive on her own rather than calling for help from the authorities. She’d be damned if she ended up in that prison called an orphanage.

And so she became a wanderer, traveling town to town, looking for any work she could do, just to sustain herself.

Five years then passed, and her steps took her to Pax Septimus, where she had a client that she needed to meet.

It was supposed to be a simple delivery job. She had hunted down a near-extinct bison and collected its tusks. Sure, it was illegal but a girl had to live. And doing illegal hunting was the best way to obtain cash.

She wouldn't do it frequently though. Money, to her, was just a tool. Not a goal for her to aspire to.

However, when she met with the client, she revealed the existence of the Freelancers. Along with the other two Esper organizations vying control of the city. It turned out that the whole delivery job was partly to recruit her to their organization as well. “Recruit”, being loosely used here, as every member of the Freelancer was pretty much free to take or reject the missions given to them by the app they used.

She ended up joining, just because they paid well. At least until she got bored enough living in a cramped city like this.

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18 | Female | Freelancer | A Hunter’s Grace
A Hunter’s Bow | Bow | Arcane | Lightweight
A Hunter’s Jacket | Down To Earth
A Hunter’s Tools | Nature | Long Claws
Damage X (6), Blink (4), Portal (8), Summon (4), AoE (2), Piercing (2), [Poison (2), Transform (2)]

DAMAGE: C | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: D | 500

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: D | 500

[The World]

Marrie Knight

NAME:

Marrie Knight

AGE:

19

SEX:

Female

APPEARANCE:

Marrie stands at 5 foot 6 inches, though with her slouch she appears slightly shorter, with a toned but not overly muscled physique. Her black hair is almost always styled into twin tails but would go to her shoulder blades if left down. Her eyes are brown and usually partially closed in boredom. She has no scars or blemishes on her, except for a birthmark on her right hip that looks like a small splotch of brown skin. She is usually seen wearing headphones.

Duck not included

Marrie's esper form changes her hair to blue and her eyes to an aqua color. She gains a blue track shirt and black skirt, as well as black stockings. Unlike her normal form, in this form she gains headphones that can't be removed, and small markings in blue on her cheeks. Her birthmark disappears when in this form.

Esper

GRIMIORE:

An azure shark tooth necklace. The shark tooth is serrated on the inner side.

INSTRUMENT: Apexer Predator

A large knife with an 8 inch blade and a 4 inch grip. The blade shines with polished luster. The hilt is simply an extension of the blade; the entire thing seems to be made of a single piece of metal that was carved into a dagger shape as if it were from a piece of wood. The handle has small bumps on the sides that the palm touch that are not unlike those used for braille, though they are seemingly randomly placed. The front and back of the hilt are curved to better fit in a person's hand, and have small indents where their fingers would rest. The back of the blade is covered in smaller "blades," each is half of a right angle triangle of metal that has a bottom that is flat and sharpened, making a row of teeth that point their fangs towards the tip. These look not unlike shark fins, facing upwards. The top of the front of the blade is slightly serrated, and the blade curves inwards slightly just before reaching the guard, before curving back out into it. The guard is much duller than the rest of the knife, though it seems to be made from the same piece of metal as the rest. It extends 1.5 inches from the grip and curves slightly down towards the hand on the front and up towards the blade on the back. There is a marking of a moon engraved on the right side and a marking of the sun engraved on the left side of the guard. At the bottom of the hilt is a small ring, about 1.25 inches in diameter that spins independently of the rest of the knife, the only part that isn't from the same piece of material.

Apexer Predator has evolved a long string of tiny chains that are extremely dull metal and run from the pommel ring to a ring on Marrie's right middle finger. This ring is also connected to a bracelet that's tightly fit around her right wrist which a second chain connects past her fingers to the first chain. While the chains that connect to the dagger are incredibly dull in luster, the chain between her bracelet and ring is just as brilliant as the dagger's blade. The chains can retract to bind themselves around the bracelet in order to pull the dagger back to Marrie, or extend to a maximum length of 16.5 feet (three times her height) to be used as a ranged weapon. Retraction and extension is very fast when going to it's minimum and maximum lengths, and somewhat slower to get to in-between lengths. The chains, while very small in terms of the size of the links, are as sturdy as the rest of the Esper's weapon.

GRADE: Silver
KEYWORD: Dagger
DAMAGE TYPE: Physical
DAMAGE: C
SPEED: D
SENTINEL: C
SPECIAL: Heavenly Chain. Its blade is very good at reflecting light and the ring that is its pommel can spin freely. The chain that connects it to Marrie's finger and wrist can extract and extend very quickly.

STYLE: Arctic Storm

Marrie's sweatshirt now flows in the wind like a capote.

GRADE: Silver
PHYSICAL: E
ARCANE: C
CHAOS: B
SPECIAL: The "armor" on her cheeks can stop physical critical attacks from hitting her head. This special can activate twice per operation.

GENRE: Step of the Hurricane

A floaty genre that's all about self-preservation, with a powerful storm of attacks when cornered.

GRADE: Silver
ELEMENT: Wind
NOTES: [Storm (4), Flight (6)] Damage X (6), Slow Fall (4), Blink (4), Magic Sense (6), Heal (16), Portal (8), Rain (2), Bounce (0), If Foe (0)
SPECIAL: Riding the Currents. Her notes have a cold and warm version in addition to their standard versions, where the cold costs 2 additional mana and increases SENTINAL by 1 Rank, while the warm costs 2 additional mana and increases the Rank of the note by 1.

LEITMOTIF: Misty Steps

The ideal of walking with the wind.

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: The lower parts of her legs are intangible to physical objects other than the ground and invisible, giving her the appearance of someone floating where she stands. This encompasses about the lowest third of her calves and her feet. Falls where she "lands on her feet" are slightly softened.

BACKUP: After You Get Smacked Up

A small bracelet from Stacy.

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: Bronze Self - Powerful - Enhance - Heal

PR: Disco Fever ft. Kevlar

The clip light can change colors.

GRADE: Bronze
ITEMS: Clip Light, Kevlar Coat, Kevlar Padding

FACTION:

The Freelancers

TRIVIA:

Marrie affectionally refers to herself as a "computer artist," though her meaning behind this is somewhat different than the common meaning. Fresh out of highschool, she found herself chasing both her dreams concurrently: programming and art of every kind. Even the makings of computers fascinate her, though not as much as the software that they run. She is a master of drawing with a mouse, though she's far better with a stylus or a pen, and her typing speed is around 65 wpm which, considering that she often overwrites her fiction and code alike, is a perfect fit. She tends towards comics and manga, liking that she can both write and draw for the medium rather than having to choose one or the other, and especially towards stories heavily involving high-tech. She's also highly interested, though not at all trained, in music to the point that she is almost always listening to some song or another on her headphones, even when it's not appropriate to do so.

Having grown up in the capitol of her state, Marrie is no stranger to cities, but lived her life introvertedly until recently so she has few social skills. It was on a trip to Myrtle Beach, SC that her confidence began growing. A popular vacation spot, she was dragged along by her single mother to the coast of the Atlantic Ocean where she bought a necklace that she thought was among the coolest she'd ever seen. And it was, in fact, the coolest necklace she'd ever seen because it turned out to be a grimoire. An azure shark tooth, in her hands it became an exquisite knife and the instrument of her change in form and, more subtly and over a longer period of time, her personality as well. This acquisition was only last year as the trip was to celebrate her soon-to-be graduation. It was this not so simple event that broke her from her shell and gave her the mindset to live on her own. Unfortunately, she was in no financial position to do so, given that she'd never had a job and her mother was barely making enough for them to get by together with decent living conditions.

It was a chance encounter back near her home when she was practicing her esper powers that gave her a chance to really grow. She had been testing her flight note when she was approached by a fellow esper who, after a long conversation, informed her about Shimr. From there it was a simple matter of following the money that led to her moving to Pax Septimus around a week ago.

Marrie believes that there are monsters who are good and monsters who are bad, but that both GEMINI and the Mavericks are simultaneously correct and incorrect. She believes that there should be an agreement between humanity and monster-kind that works best for both groups, but she doesn't quite know what that would entail. It's not right to sacrifice anyone, human or monster, who isn't a threat for the sake of anyone else. This simple idea means that GEMINI is not correct to destroy all monsters, nor is Maverick correct to tribute some humans for immediate results.

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19 | Female | Freelancer | Misty Steps
Apexer Predator | Dagger | Physical | Heavenly Chain
Wind-Carved Glacier | Masking
Step of the Hurricane | Wind | Riding the Currents
[Storm (4), Flight (6)] Damage X (6), Multi-Cast (4), Blink (4), Magic Sense (6), Heal (16), Portal (8), Rain (2), Bounce (0), If Foe (0)

DAMAGE: C | SPEED: D | SENTINEL: C | 750

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: C | 750

[Majoraa]

Fable, the Timekeeper

NAME:

Finnegan Vanhorn, though he'd never disclose his real name easily. He usually goes by Fable, or his alias as the Timekeeper. (...Or TK if it's too complicated. He won't mind.)

AGE:

13

SEX:

Male

APPEARANCE:

Leaning more towards the short side, Fable's usual appearance is nothing remarkable. Brown fluffy hair paired with matching brown eyes, he comes off as stoic. Though that could be cause he's usually quiet. Despite that, he surprisingly dresses well for someone who prioritizes comfort.

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Transformed, Fable's appearance takes on a more steampunkish aesthetic. A red jacked paired with a corset, accented with different metals shaped like gears make him look like a mechanic. Though that's not the kicker. As an Esper, part of his body turn mechanical, though it's hard to tell at first glance. His eyes also take on a more golden color in this form.

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GRIMIORE:

A silver pocketwatch. Appears to be antique.

INSTRUMENT: Aeterna

Fable's rapier. Nothing too noteworthy about it, but it gets work done.

GRADE: Silver
KEYWORD: Sword
DAMAGE TYPE: Physical
DAMAGE: C
SPEED: C
SENTINEL: D
SPECIAL: Swift and Keen: If Fable has successfully attacked someone this round and has avoided taking damage as well, he gets a six second speed buff on the next round.

STYLE: Clocksmith's Jacket

It's a nice one isn't it? As mentioned above, Fable dons the fancy jacket in his Esper form.

GRADE: Silver
PHYSICAL: D
ARCANE: C
CHAOS: D
SPECIAL: Industrial: Arcane defense increases +1 Rank against lightning based attacks.

GENRE: Chronosphere

Fable's magic, though leaning a bit away from offensive movesets, revolves around the concept of time.

GRADE: Silver
ELEMENT: Lightning
NOTES: [Paralysis (4), Speedster (4)] Damage (2), Damage X (6), Slow (4), Blink (4), Restrain (4), Minor Heal (4), Heal (16), Quicken (0), AoE (2)
SPECIAL: Overclock: Of course being part machine temporarily does have some perks. Casting Speedster on himself increases Damage by +1 Rank.

LEITMOTIF: Clockwork Soldier

Given the nature of his transformed state, Fable is essentially turned into a clockwork cyborg.

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: The interior of Fable's transformed body is made up of gears.

BACKUP: Eddy

For a bit of good luck, Mary has given Fable their other puppet to help him in combat.

[Bronze Beam][Summon][Enhance][Powerful]
SPECIAL: Eddy seems rather fond of the boy, wonder where he gets it from.

PR: Pistol, Medical Supplies

Sometimes you can't rely on your esper form alone.

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: Fable's PR equipment carries the same theme as the rest of his transformed self. Kind of charming.

FACTION:

Gemini Agents

TRIVIA:

He doesn't really talk about himself much. But word on the grapevine is that Fable is the youngest member of one of the more wealthy families in Pax Septimus. His family was often busy, sometimes he was too. The only one of them he usually clung to was his older sister. And even then she'd have more important matters to attend to. Sure, such a life could be concidered lucky, but to Fable, it felt...unsatisfying. Not to mention frustrating at times.

He eventually developed a habit of slipping away unnoticed, going out to wander through the city and do what he wanted for a change. Of course the crime rate was something Fable kept in mind, he learned to be careful with wandering off too far. Though the one thing he didn't learn about? What to do about a monster attack.

Apparently, finding himself lost one day, Fable was unfortunate enough to stumble onto one such monster. A shadowy apparition-like being, indecipherable. Frightened, he tried to quietly get away before the monster noticed him. Sadly, something had to happen. The littlest of sounds were able to attract it's attention. He had to run.

Fable ended up hiding in an abandoned clock shop, taking a moment of respite. He just had to wait until the shade gave up and left, or chose a different target to kill. It managed to follow him inside, but the ticking of the remaining clocks distracted it enough to buy Fable some time. Though what could he do? There was nothing to fight it off with, and running again could alert it too.

Then something caught the boy's eye. A silver sheen near the corner of the store.

He snuck over and grabbed it. A silver pocketwatch. Though antique, it appeared to be in mint condition. Before Fable knew it, the unassuming trinket had given him just the power he needed to rid himself of his little stalker. Flashes of light could be seen from outside the shop like a contained storm; though there was no rain or thunder, and Fable walked away without a scratch and with a goal in mind. He had to learn more about espers and monsters.

Even if he eventually joined G.E.M.I.N.I., his neutral stance on Maverick Alternate hasn't changed. But he's aware that they're his occupation's enemy, and he won't let them stop him or his allies from getting their job done. Hopefully his new job will be a big help in his own investigations.

But still, what of his family? Whether they're entrepreneurs to important buisnesses, or one of the mafia factions that taint the city, they'll have to catch onto his dissapearing act at some point. Right?

Post Banner

13 | Male | Gemini | Clockwork Soldier
Aeterna | Sword | Physical | Swift and Keen
Clocksmith's Jacket | Industrial
Chronosphere | Lightning | Overclock
[Paralysis (4), Speedster (4)] Damage (2), Damage X (6), Slow (4), Blink (4), Restrain (4), Minor Heal (4), Heal (16), Quicken (0), AoE (2)

DAMAGE: C | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: D | 750

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: D | 750

[ERode]

The Maiden, Fair as Frost

Klava Pavlova

_{22 y/o | Female | 5'9 | 148 lbs | Freelancer}
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Snow melted to water, dripping down the side of the paper cone that held what remained of Klava’s shaved ice. The summer’s heat, complete with clear blue skies and an overbearing sun, was miserable for the pale-skinned woman, but still preferable to the funeral home that she stood outside of. Lines of black-clothed well-wishers still shuffled in and out, speaking in murmured tones as they wiped their brows. A few of them glanced in her direction, only to turn away when she glanced back. Strangers, all of them. She never knew her grandpa was so well-known.

Klava crunched on some more shaved ice, feeling it melt on her tongue. It was just water now, all the flavouring having dripped onto her fingers or been consumed in the first couple of bites.

More likely that she was the stranger here. Only residual memories and family anecdotes told her who her grandfather was, and the number of times she made the trip back to Japan to connect with her extended family could be counted on one hand. It didn’t feel like anything, this whole experience. She let out a sigh and rested her head against timber. Was it cold, to have a more emotional reaction to the weather than the death of a relative? Her mother was certainly crying, crying in that beautiful way where tears leaked but her face never reddened or contorted. Her father stood beside her, impassive as a cliff face and tall as a tree when surrounded by their Japanese relatives. Twenty years with them and she still couldn’t tell what was going on inside their heads. There’ll be drinking later though. The coolers stacked atop the minitruck ensured it.

“Um, excuse me…” A reedy whisper sounded beside her. A withered face framed by hair as white as Klava’s own, and a hunched form cloaked in a dark kimono, from which only two leathery hands extended out. The old lady continued to speak, her eyes squinting against the glare of day. “You are Kuraba, yes? Do you recognize me?”

She blinked, then parsed the face to what she’s seen from family photos and Facetime. It took another step to switch her thoughts and her voice to Japanese. “Yes. Grandmother, it’s been a long while. I’m sorry for your loss.” That was what you were supposed to say, right? “I mi-” She clamped down on the lie. “I hope he passed peacefully.”

“Oh, of course he didn’t.” Her grandmother laughed, familial familiarity removing what reservations she had. “Wouldn’t shut up about not being able to finish Berserk.”

“Um, ok.”

“But it was painless, yes.” She scratched her nose. “Passed in his sleep. Very uncharacteristic. Honestly, that grump. Enough about that though.” Her withered hands lifted up to pat her cheeks, then dropped back to their sides. She sighed. “Oh, old age. Kuraba, dear, could you slap my cheeks for me?”

What was this old lady asking for? Klava considered it for a moment, before deciding to go for it. She raised both of her hands beside her grandmother’s face and then lightly slapped it.

“Mm, you’ve got good hands,” she murmured. “Still playing tennis?”

“Coaching right now.”

“Oh.” A crinkling smile emerged. “Ah, we’re getting sidetracked again, aren’t we?”

Klava shrugged, then drank down the melted slurry sitting at the bottom of her cone. “I don’t know. What’s this about?”

From her sleeves, the elderly lady drew out a thin prayer stick, painted aquamarine with two Chinese characters engraved at one end. “A gift,” she said. “And a responsibility too.”

“Is that so?” The girl took the prayer stick in her hands. It was cool to the touch, cold even, and the wood was smooth in a way that only old, dried wood could be. She stared at it, then let out a deep breath. A breath that turned to fog in the heat of the summer day. “So it is.”

Her grandmother’s smile became apologetic; she bowed her head once and stepped away, leaving Klava alone at the wake once more, an empty cone in one hand and a wooden stick in another.

In time, she’ll have to talk to her again, get a proper explanation for all that she had seen in the span of a single second. But for now, what Klava wanted was simple.

A few moments later, a solitary cloud emerged to stain the blue sky, and from it, frozen flakes fell, melting to rain mid-descent.
Snow in summer.

Truly ‘Calamitous Luck’.

Grimoire

An aquamarine prayer stick. The fortune on it reads, in Chinese characters, 'Calamitous Fortune'. It's been repurposed as a hairpin.

Instrument

Moya-no-Yume – A dagger with a hilt long enough to be comfortably held in two hands. The construction of the handguard includes embellishments of carp and streams, while the fabric that wraps around the hilt is an aged indigo. The blade is unremarkable, but well-maintained.

GRADE: Bronze
KEYWORD: Dagger
DAMAGE TYPE: Physical
DAMAGE: D
SPEED: C
SENTINEL: E
SPECIAL: Frosted Sheen – Moya-no-Yume’s blade is cold to the touch, and in warmer temperatures will exude a faint mist.

Style

Impermanence of Spring Snow – A modified variation of a shrine maiden’s garments, featuring colors that evoke both the cold chill of winter and the vibrant colors of spring. Purple and yellow sashes secure a dark blue hakama around Klava’s waist, while her bosom is wrapped in white cloth hemmed with magenta. Cerulean prayer beads hang from her neck, humming with spiritual power, and arcane tattoos are inscribed upon her arms to ward off the advance of evil.

Her footwear remain impractical, timber getas elevated like high heels, with a golden bell suspended within the soles. It’s no longer impossible to move in though, and the sharper corners allow for better gliding.

GRADE: Silver
PHYSICAL: E
ARCANE: B
CHAOS: C
SPECIAL: Boreas’s Caress – Klava’s sashes, three meters in length, have some degree of prehensility and autonomy. While she is in motion, her sashes act to assist in her movements, snagging onto the environment or weaving together into temporary cushions to allow for sharp turns and quick deceleration or to cushion impacts. These sashes can be destroyed by an E-rank attack, recovering at the start of the next round.

Genre:

Glacial Stream – The freezing waters that Klava eloquently manipulates to disarm and restrain her foes are but precursors to the glacier-sized mass she bludgeons them with when mercy is off the table.

GRADE: Silver
ELEMENT: Aqua
NOTES: [Freeze (2), Slick (2)] Damage (2), Restrain (4), Push (2), Extend (2), Construction (4), Craft (2), Mark (0), Blink (4), Bend (0)
SPECIAL: Rime Rose – Klava’s ice is as clear as glass and as enduring as permafrost. Elemental constructs formed from her Genre counts as one rank higher.

Leitmotif

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: Meltwater Spring – Klava’s body and clothing remain clean no matter how dirty her surroundings or what attack she’s struck by.

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22 | Female | Freelancers | Meltwater Spring
Moya-no-Yume | Dagger | Physical | Frosted Sheen
Snowdrop Vestige | Sangfroid Convention
Glacial Stream | Aqua | Rime Rose
[Freeze, Slick] Damage X, Restrain, Extend, Construction, Trap, Enhance, Mark, Blink, Powerful

DAMAGE: D | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: E | 750

PHYSICAL: E| ARCANE: D | CHAOS: C | 750

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[mantou]

Aria Sato: The Protector

NAME:

Aria Sato, The Protector

AGE:

20

SEX:

Female

APPEARANCE:

Standing at 5’1” and weighing 108lbs, Aria’s build has been dainty all her life, with not much behind her in terms of strength. Since her elementary school years, she’s opted for the same hairstyle - a basic lined fringe and shoulder-reaching length that she maintains with bi-weekly trims. The left side is often clipped back while working, and she seems to avoid hair dye altogether. A simple taste in fashion, gravitating towards minimalism with a light feminine flair. Often seen with a calm smile, her overall demeanor is gentle and unassuming, opting to present herself with polite, well-meaning body language.

Normal, Esper (not to scale)

Aria in her esper form is completely unrecognizable. Standing at a solid 8’0”, she is transformed into a giant hulking suit of armor, equipped with an angular shield and spear. Her transmitted voice could be considered roughly the same too, if not for the tin-can undertone. This armor cannot be taken off.

GRIMIORE:

A keychain of a tiny knight in armor.

INSTRUMENT: Protector's Treaty

An octagonal shield formed out of tungsten, paired with a sleek, straight-headed spear.

GRADE: Silver
KEYWORD: Spear, Shield
DAMAGE TYPE: Arcane
DAMAGE: D
SPEED: E
SENTINEL: B
SPECIAL: [Aegis] Concentrated mana flows through and around the shield, creating a pressurized forcefield that immediately pulls enemies within a 5-feet radius closer to it. The pulling effect of Aegis is an arcane ability equivalent to a D rank spell. While it is mainly used to draw enemy focus, it can also be used selectively, as well as switched on or off.

STYLE: Protector's Stronghold

An 8’0” tungsten suit of armor formed in the aesthetics of both a contemporary knight and shogunate warrior. It is not only a manifestation of her goals, but a means to achieve them.

GRADE: Bronze
PHYSICAL: D
ARCANE: E
CHAOS: D
SPECIAL: [Shelter] The armor looks as if it would offer formidable protection, but doesn't actually weaken attacks.

GENRE: Protector's Mandate
The promise to protect means risking harm towards oneself. Aria utilizes her magic to draw monsters towards her, prioritizing a crowd control spell set to allow for better handling.

GRADE: Silver
ELEMENT: Gravity
NOTES: [Weightless(4), Suspend (4)], Transplace (8), Blink (4), Mark (0), Restrain (4), Reflect (4), Dispel(6), Damage X (6), Aoe (2), Shield (4)
SPECIAL: [Fortification] Once per turn, if Shield or Reflect's damage negation is triggered while active on herself or her allies, 10% of the mana cost is refunded.

LEITMOTIF: Guardian

Aria appears much bigger than she actually is. With an entire 3ft above her actual height, she is able to peer over the tallest human around with no trouble.

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: If she puts her mind to it, due to the sheer size of her armor, she can attempt to look intimidating.

FACTION: The Freelancers

Aria has an appreciation for both the G.E.M.I.N.I. agents' mindset, as well as the Mavericks’ openness. However, not one more than the other. With a mind for harmony, she is averse to choosing a side in this regard.

TRIVIA:

personality

PERSONALITY:
Patient, supportive, and dedicated. Aria fulfills every requirement a kindergarten teacher’s assistant could ask for. She’s grown to love her part-time job and would go through many lengths to ensure her community is kept safe. An idealist at heart, she strives to achieve harmony in her community through meaningful work. As a part-time kindergarten assistant, this means involving herself in the development of the younger generation. In all other cases, this means logging into Shimr and marching into the front lines to keep the chaos at bay. Much like anyone else, her ambitions often leave her feeling spread thin. Prone to self-doubt, she sometimes questions if she’s fit for her goals. Though she believes there will never be a time when she’ll fully be satisfied with herself, she finds solace in her continuing efforts.

history

The Satos are a long-standing family of business owners. They played a big role in the import and export market, owing to their advantageous location by the coast. Right from the get-go, Aria was born with a silver spoon and given a childhood where everything came easily to her. Not having to work for anything, her grades were average, her talents were non-existent, her height was stunted for whatever reason, and she wasn’t even the prettiest sibling. Her parents found her unremarkable, but would never say it outright.

Naturally, being the one living it, Aria already knew her life was heavily lacking. All she found satisfaction in was taking care of her several Tamagotchis and reading. Eventually, those hobbies spiraled into something, much to her parents’ delight. In the coming years, she threw herself into social work. Just to test the waters. She was part of a youth group dedicated to serving the Japanese community. They helped the elderly, hosted charity drives, and kept streets clean. Though at first Aria found their juvenile efforts lost in all the work they had to do, she gradually grew to appreciate it. There was something in the smiles she received in kind, the sincere "thank you"s and the sense of fulfillment that came after all that hard work. Turned out she liked taking care of things. It was a slow learning process that eventually became the basis of her college path and future plans. When Aria came of age, she confronted her parents about her next step.

And that was how she ended up in the city of blood, Pax Septimus. In a city run amok with corruption, she found her footing at a small nursery on its outskirts. Even if it didn’t warrant a full-time job, these children came from families that weren’t doing so well financially - it was no wonder the nursery was so small. It became a reason for her to stay. Aria slowly cultivated a good relationship with her students. Every day, she would stay overtime to sit with some of them after school when their parents ran late. It was during one of these days that she received a gift from them - a small keychain that they pooled in cash for. Not only did it turn her into a little sobbing mess, but it changed her life. It gave her powers that she knew exactly what to do with.

Somewhere between the timeline of her first transformation and awkward entrance into the field, she met espers who introduced her to an app called Shimr. From there, she earned extra money that she donated regularly to the nursery.

Currently, she's considering quitting her job and supporting the nursery from the side, to dedicate herself to fighting as the city gets more dangerous.

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20 | Female | The Freelancers | Guardian
Protector's Treaty | Spear, Shield | Arcane | Aegis
Protector's Stronghold | Shelter
Protector's Mandate | Gravity | Fortification
[Weightless(4), Suspend (4)], Transplace (8), Blink (4), Mark (0), Restrain (4), Reflect (4), Dispel(6), Damage X (6), Aoe (2), Shield (4)

DAMAGE: D | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: B | 500

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: E | CHAOS: D | 500

[SilverPaw]

Jacqueline Leroux

NAME:

Jacqueline Leroux

AGE:

28

SEX:

Female

APPEARANCE:

A lithe, pale woman standing at 164 centimeters (5’4) with slight curves and little muscle definition. She has an oval shaped face with a sharp chin, straight nose, and murky green eyes. Her raven hair is cut in a straight line and above her shoulders. It is long enough to tie into a short ponytail, however. She has a slightly messy fringe that falls into her eyes, which doesn’t seem to bother her. Jay prefers wearing business suits; black trousers, jackets, and even cravats. She will sometimes spruce up with colourful and/or patterned dress shirts or cufflinks, however. She wears a silver wristwatch on her left, and occasionally accessorizes with broaches or earrings.

Normal appearance

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In her esper form, her complexion becomes outright greyish, and her hair is longer and wilder. Her esper outfit is a fancy full plate armour.

Esper appearance

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GRIMIORE:

An engraved silver ring. She wears it on her right pinky.

INSTRUMENT: Havoc

A metal war pick with a simple design but some tasteful and subtle engravings. Its handle is about a meter and a half (5 feet) in length. The head is a blunt hammer on one side and a sharp, slightly curved spike on the other. The spike part is 13 cm (5 inches) long, while its width peters off from 6 centimeters at its widest to half a centimeter at its narrowest.

GRADE: Silver
KEYWORD: Great Axe
DAMAGE TYPE: Arcane
DAMAGE: B
SPEED: D
SENTINEL: D
SPECIAL: Pry. When the spike end is hooked into or against an object or part of an object (such as an opponent’s shield, a door…), the user can pry that object free of wherever it’s stuck or from whomever holds it as long as that thing’s or person’s sentinel rank isn’t higher than D.

STYLE: Eternal Knight

Her whole body changes hue, giving her an ash-gray, silvery complexion. There are some splotches of a darker, tarnished gray here and there – most notably around her eyes – and a few flecks of a near-white scattered around. Her hair is now a steely black, while her fingernails are a dull aluminum. Her irises are similarly leaden, while her pupils glint a bright red. Jacqueline becomes attired in full steel plate armour, which is finely engraved.

Esper outfit

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Grade: Bronze
PHYSICAL: E
ARCANE: C
CHAOS: D
SPECIAL: Perfectly polished. The armour is so speckless, you may even catch your own reflection in it.

GENRE: Forged Arsenal

Everything from rough chunks of metal to finer constructions such as bullets, shivs, spheres, chains, etc.

GRADE: Silver
ELEMENT: Earth/Metal
NOTES: [Quake (2), Mass (2)] Damage X (6), AoE (2), Enhance (2), Powerful (0), Dispel (6), Zone (4), Pull (2), Restrain (4), Blink (4)
SPECIAL: Breakthrough. If a target of Jacqueline’s melody has their defenses enhanced, her melody gains a free rank-up.

LEITMOTIF: Iron Dust

A cloud of small metal particles surrounds her. They do not obstruct her vision, nor do they aid her or hinder others in any way.

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: The particles swirl around her; gently swaying while not in combat, and buzzing angrily when she is.

BACKUP: Lifeblood Crystal

A small blood gem created by Lada. Shatters upon use. A creeping crimson vein-esque pattern forms upon Jacqueline’s esper form, both her body and her armour.

GRADE: Silver
BACKUP MELODY: [Bronze Self][Stabilize][Enhance][Heal][Delay][Reflect]
SPECIAL: There is power in blood. This backup can draw upon nearby human blood (injured enemy, fresh body) the very moment it is used to empower the melody, granting it a rank-up.

PR: Unchivalrous

Some extra stuff that hardly fits the ‘knightly’ theme, but then again, Jacqueline isn’t one to sweat the details. Survival is survival.

GRADE: Bronze
GEAR: Pistol, Molotov
SPECIAL: The gun is metal-silver and engraved, the Molotov is in an elegant dark gray glass bottle and produces haunting white flames.

FACTION:

Gemini Agents

TRIVIA:

Personality

Jacqueline is ambitious and driven, always striving for something. While no-nonsense, professional, and assertive in a working environment, she is much more casual in her free time. She teases and snarks, and is more receptive to humour and such. Though, if an idiot gets on her nerves, she’ll certainly let them have their piece. Otherwise, she is a faithful adherent of the ‘work hard, play hard’ adage, and often indulges in alcohol at bars – in moderation, now that she’s so close to her 30s. She enjoys adventures – such as travelling, discovering new eateries and other locales – and a tad of a thrill seeker. Bungee-jumping, skydiving, water surfing…if it’s a new and exciting experience, she’ll likely go for it. This trait has also made her quite the enthusiastic, even bloodthirsty monster-hunter.

Biography

Born to a banker and university professor, Jacqueline was firmly in the upper middle class since birth. As the only daughter, she faced strict guidance and high expectations. She fulfilled them all, and due to some good friends, avoided the fate of being too stifled or too much of a perfectionist. She excelled academically, and went on to study business. She completed part of her education back in France, but moved to USA for her master’s. Not long after graduating, she found a job, and was looking to permanently settle there for a while.

She became an esper fairly recently. Jacqueline had been visiting her parents and some friends back home. While on a jaunt around town, she was inexplicably drawn to a pawn shop. There, a fairly plain silver ring stood out to her for some reason, and she purchased it. Upon putting it on, she immediately gained knowledge of what she was now capable of. It was certainly a strange event, but an exhilarating one. A few days after returning home, she had another chance encounter, in which she used her powers properly for the first time. She’d been at a small eatery in the late evening, and upon leaving the establishment, heard a strange noise an alley or so away. Leaving to investigate, she found a monstrous racoon the size of a large dog crouched over a person, ready to attack.

Both Jay and the monster were startled. The monster acted first, but Jacqueline knew what to do – she transformed into her esper form, and killed the thing. She’d been too preoccupied with what had happened to think of the possible consequences. When she was contacted not a week later by Gemini Agents, however, she learned that apparently despite the time of day and location, the fact that she’d saved a person and was an esper had been discovered. Having some things explained to her, she agreed for an official transferal to their establishment. Now, she works and trains as a government agent and monster slayer.

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28 | Female | Gemini Agents | Iron Dust
Havoc | Great Axe | Arcane | Pry
Eternal Knight | Perfectly polished
Forged Arsenal | Earth/Metal | Breakthrough
[Quake (2), Mass (2)] Damage X (6), AoE (2), Enhance (2), Powerful (0), Dispel (6), Zone (4), Pull (2), Restrain (4), Blink (4)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: D | SENTINEL: D |750

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: D | 750

[Izurich]

Silmeria Magnusson, Valkyrie

SILMERIA MAGNUSSON

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NICKNAME(S):

Sil, Merry

AGE:

21

SEX:

Female

APPEARANCE:

Visual References

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Teslic Gauss

Standing at an average 165cm (5' 5"), the young brunette possesses rather generic physical features, an almost forgettable run-of-the-mill American citizen if not for her esper-related gear and accessories. Fortunately, that's just how the introverted girl prefers it, staying out of the spotlight, out of trouble. That said, perhaps it shouldn't be surprising that absolutely nothing changes from her looks whether she's in or out of esper form. She's one of those espers that exclusively manifest 'equipment' and nothing else as far as outward appearances go.

GRIMOIRE:

A palm-sized badge with a glowing orange core rimmed by an opaque black outline. It possesses weak magnetic properties, primarily used to stick onto metal surfaces.

INSTRUMENT: Teslic Gauss

Silmeria's signature instrument and primary tool of combat engagement. Teslic Gauss takes the form of a gauss rifle often depicted in sci-fi serials. A set of coils accelerate ferromagnetic sabots along the barrel before launching off the rifle at breakneck speed, eclipsing the velocity of most standard firearms of equivalent size. The magnetically-accelerated projectile carries enough force to punch through mundane armor and monster hide alike, and if said armor or hide is weak enough, outright penetrates it and continues to hit whatever is behind them. The rifle is supernatural in nature and uses Sil's mana to reload itself, shaping new ammo seemingly out of thin air. Capable of switching between two firing modes: single-shots or 3-round bursts.

In a pinch, it can also be used as a bludgeoning melee weapon, not ideal but better than nothing.

GRADE: Silver
KEYWORD: Long Gun
DAMAGE TYPE: Physical
DAMAGE: B
SPEED: E
SENTINEL: C
SPECIAL: Gungnir - The rifle's bullets are able to penetrate targets possessing a PHYSICAL DEFENCE value of E while still carrying enough momentum to damage a secondary target behind them, inflicting at most half of its original damage value.

STYLE: Northern Sentinel

A simple dark brown hooded jacket, prioritizing function over form, it provides both protection and comfort.

GRADE: Bronze
PHYSICAL: D
ARCANE: E
CHAOS: D
SPECIAL: Government Agent - Displays GEMINI's insignia on its left and right shoulder.

GENRE: Mjollnir

Valkyrie channels the power of the mythical hammer of Thor, Nordic God of Thunder, to smite monsters and human traitors who stand with them.

GRADE: Silver
ELEMENT: Lightning
NOTES: [Paralysis (4), Speedster (4)], Damage X (6), Dispel (6), Magic Sense (4), Blink (4), Push (2), Pull (2), Piercing (2), Full Enhance (2), Quicken (0)
SPECIAL: Nibelung Valesti - The [Piercing] Note can be added to the Melody for free if it's activated using the [Beam] Cast Note.

LEITMOTIF: The Faceless

Whether it's due to her appearance, personality, or both, Silmeria seems to passively blend with the environment, out of sight, out of mind. Especially effective in crowded locations.

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: People, animals, and monsters alike tend to not notice her until she does something that grabs their attention. Doesn't work in situations where there aren’t enough subjects and/or objects to serve as attention fillers.

FACTION:

G.E.M.I.N.I.

TRIVIA:

Personality

Obedient, docile, and quiet, Silmeria makes the perfect fit for a stereotypical wageslave employee that does their job purely for paychecks and little else. Being born to a lower-middle class family, she understands how important it is to manage your finance wisely, shaping her to be a frugal young woman who rarely spends on non-essential goods. She makes no secret that her primary reason for joining GEMINI as a field agent was because the pay is good despite its dangers. Nowadays, there's not really much prospect for a college dropout who also needs to support her aging parents. Since she was somehow 'blessed' with a grimoire, might as well play the cards given to her.

If one examines the behaviour of a convenience store clerk, one won't find them much different than Silmeria, except the latter risks life and limb for higher pay. Punch in, do your job, punch out, and stay out of trouble, rinse and repeat, that's her motto and it has worked fine for her so far. Besides, the government has always preferred their employees to not ask questions anyway.

Among the classic Seven Deadly Sins, if she has to pick the one she identifies the most, it'd be Envy. The brunette has a surprisingly deep capacity for envy for such a seemingly stoic girl and she's self-conscious of that. She resents the rich and the powerful for the boons they have, she wants to eat wagyu instead of canned beef, melons instead of apples, and not having to worry about food and medical budgets. Most people might admire the Bates siblings, but their existence only serve to remind her that no matter what path she takes in life, there's always be someone much better than her. She's afraid of herself in that if pushed enough, she might even consider going into very, very dark places to get what she wants. To that end, even though she doesn't necessarily love her job, she's still thankful to GEMINI for providing her with a stable income through honest work. She fights for cash so the innocents can sleep peacefully at night, what's not to like?

During the times where she has the time for herself, Silmeria's drone-like facade recedes somewhat, revealing the vocally-expressive girl beneath. In a perfect world where there are no suffering, poverty, and hunger, she'd fancy herself an opera soprano. People have always said that her singing voice betrays the disillusioned, almost-monotone speech she usually employs.

Over time, Silmeria has developed a nigh-fanatical zeal of exterminating monsters and all who take their side, such as Maverick Espers. In hindsight, this development is practically inevitable due to the combination of her latent desire to avenge her sister’s death and being given power to realize it via her grimoire and employer.

Biography

Born in Boston, Massachusetts to a family of Norwegian descent, Silmeria is the middle child of three siblings, smackdab in the middle between an older brother and a younger sister. Her family wasn't exactly wealthy, but doing well enough to support three children and even sent their eldest to college. While Silmeria had always been a rather quiet girl who preferred to keep to herself, she had a perfectly normal childhood, a group of close friends, and a loving family, she wouldn't have it any other way. However, just like the saying goes, all good things must end, so did her idyllic middle-class life by the time she's in the 2nd semester of university.

One day, Sil's father was taking her little sister home from school when disaster struck. A group of otherwordly creatures - those so-called 'monsters' from the elemental chaos - attacked the area. In their rampage, Sil's father was crippled from the torso down due to spinal injuries, but he was fortunate enough to live, the same couldn't be said for his youngest daughter. He tried to protect her - of course, as a father should - but he was knocked out sometime after and by the time he woke up in the hospital, his daughter wasn't there. They never found her body either. The general consensus was that she was eaten by one of those beasts, just like the rest of the victims.

That day marked the point where Sil's life turned for the worse. Not only she just lost her little sister, her father's disability meant he had to retire. With her mother focused on being his caretaker and her older brother having his own family to support, the family's finance took a nosedive. Corners needed to be cut and SIlmeria's college fund was one of those corners. She dropped out and tried to do her part to make end's meet by doing odd jobs here and there, it was quite hard to nab a truly fulfilling job without a degree and she didn't exactly have friends in high places either. Silmeria at that moment would never expect she'd eventually be working for GEMINI out of all places, yet it happened... it was all thanks to this strange badge.

During one of her stints as a convenience store janitor, the brunette was doing her usual after-work dumpster-diving, searching for anything edible or useful, you'd be surprised just how wasteful people are, might as well turn that trash into treasure. It was in one of those days when she found a peculiar item, a badge of some sort, opaque black with a central orb that glows orange, it certainly looked like an electronic device, she might be able to turn a pretty penny at the pawn shop with it. However, upon grabbing it, her whole body was jolted with a sudden burst of electricity and what happened next was so surreal that it made her believe she was dreaming for a second. A rifle of some sort spawned out of thin air in her hands and it didn't look like anything sold in stores either.

Understandably confused and playing it safe, she let the coiled weapon go, only for it to vanish without a trace. Heart beating and skin sweating, she hurried home, trying to pretend that nothing had happened. Well, at least that was the plan as during the way, she was stopped by a group of people clad in crisp dark suits and practically forced into a nondescript van. After a moment of rising panic, they quickly explained to her that they were from G.E.M.I.N.I... and that she just had been identified as an esper. Huh...?

More than a year passed since and here she was now, working as one of GEMINI's esper operatives. She had been given combat training to hone her newfound powers and had seen her share of combat against those monstrous menace, the very same creatures that killed her little sister, crippled her father, and destroyed their livelihood, she couldn't say these savages deserve any less than extermination, a sentiment shared by her employer.

Recently, she was assigned to the GEMINI's local branch in Pax Septimus, under Dr. Fritzi Moller and alongside fellow operatives such as Su, Jacqueline, and others.

Footnote

21 | Female | G.E.M.I.N.I. | The Faceless
Teslic Gauss | Long Gun | Physical | Gungnir
Northern Sentinel | Government Agent
Electromagnetism | Lightning | Nibelung Valesti
[Paralysis (4), Speedster (4)], Damage X (6), Dispel (6), Magic Sense (4), Blink (4), Push (2), Pull (2), Piercing (2), Full Enhance (2), Quicken (0)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: C | Max Mana: 750

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: E | CHAOS: D | Current Mana: 750

[OwO]

Apollo Greit

Apollo Greit

^{24 y/o | Male | 6'7" | 260 lbs | Freelancer
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APPEARANCE:

At 6'7" with a mountain of muscle to fill out his clothes, Apollo draws attention wherever he goes. It doesn't help that he has a sharp face and clear skin. His dark hair is rough, but gives him a wild sort of look.

When in his esper form, an extra layer of skin covers his body. He appears as though someone forgot to sculpt a face on his chiselled body. While quick, his transformation looks as though an extra layer of skin spreads from the origin of his earring.

GRIMIORE:

A simple and small diamond earring worn on his right ear.

New

INSTRUMENT: Tethering the Beast

A full arm gauntlet with a manacle resting on the back of his hand and 15 feet of chain around his arm. While appearing to be made out of metal, it seems too bestial to be compared to a knight's armour.
GRADE: Silver
KEYWORD: Hand, rope/chain
DAMAGE TYPE: Physical
DAMAGE: D
SPEED: C
SENTINEL: C
SPECIAL: Tether - Apollo can fire the manacle as though it were a projectile and have it latch onto whatever it strikes. Apollo can also release the manacle after it has latched onto something. Striking the manacle with an E-rank attack causes it to prematurely open. After being opened this way, the manacle can not be fired for 12 seconds (2 combat rounds, usually).

STYLE: Second Skin

A thin extra layer of skin covers Apollo and all of his discernible features. One could almost say he looked like a super hero, save for the blank face, lack of cape, and flesh colourway.

GRADE: Bronze
PHYSICAL: E
ARCANE: D
CHAOS: C
SPECIAL: Regrowth - Superficial wounds, grazing hits, and other light external injuries that would have no real effect rapidly regenerate.

Genre: God Complex

Apollo holds the power of life and death over others. Though in his case, the majority of that is life.

GRADE: Silver
ELEMENT: Light
NOTES: [Reveal (2), Purity (4)], Heal (16), Stabilize (0), Purify (6), Reflect (4), Damage X(6), Powerful (0), Trap (0), AoE (2), Full Extend (4)
SPECIAL: Give Him Thanks - Thanking Apollo after being afflicted by one of his healing melodies restores 10% of his melody's cost.

LEITMOTIF:

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: Bastard - Apollo's face seems to be an extra attractive target.

TRIVIA:

There is no reward without effort. For Apollo, that applies for everything in his life. His brutal physique was the result of hours spent daily at a gym. His success in life had been a mixture of the extra hours he put in compared to other people and his willingness to crush other people. Of course, someone who works as hard as him has to play even harder. He's a raging bull likely to die before old age destroys his body. He's a shallow womanizer whose relationships all end in lust and abandonment. He drinks so much that the only thing preventing him from becoming an alcoholic is the damage it would do on his physique. In the end, he's an unlikable bastard who can't stop winning.

Of course, Apollo was never born this way. In fact, the young child was unrecognizable to his current self. He was a dainty ward of the state. He could barely make eye contact with other people. He bounced around homes and cities often and never really found family. The kid was alone. He only had himself he could trust and rely on. Every adult left him. That cowardly boy realized something. If everyone threw him away, couldn't he just return it in kind?

The boy began to use other people. That fearful attitude he possessed as a young child vanished as he made relationships that better served him. He used people around him. If they had something he wanted, he got close to them. As the boy slowly became a man, this aspect of him never changed. Every relationship was based on value to himself. He spent more time working out and working. His fosters didn't care, even as he left the house. One less mouth to feed and all.

Soon, the man was unrecognizable. A meteoric rise in his job from knowing and using the right people. His body had shifted from that of a thin adolescent to that of a well-toned man. He got what he wanted and was on the rise to being king of his own little world.

His final promotion came a transfer to a larger city. Pax Septimus was an interesting place. Certainly bigger than his old home. More interesting nightlife, more expansive gyms, and more shallow people. He fit right in.

It was on a whim that he picked up those earrings. He bought them as a gift from a pawn shop in an alleyway. They were cheap, but looked expensive. A used box and fake card would make them look like a thoughtful, if generic, gift. Still, it was surprising that those earrings were there. At that price, they should have sold the second they touched the store shelf. He just had a feeling that he needed to buy them.

With them in hand, he left the pawn shop. It was a surprise that there was an abomination right outside the door. The monster was definitely not human. No amount of scars and defects could give someone a maw that consisted of head-sized gaping hole with a blender of teeth. With earrings in hand, he instantly went to for a devastating hook aimed at the inhuman monster in front of him. As he did so, the earrings seemed to vanish. Instead, another layer of skin covered his body as he struck the monster.

Blow for blow, Apollo punched the shit out of that thing. He ignored the weapon that seemed to appear alongside his new skin. When the beast cut him, he instinctively healed himself. It was a brutal blow for blow fight that should have ended faster. With the last of his strength, he tossed a punch clad in light. As he had done so, the monster's head practically vanished as a red mist took its place. He was exhausted and confused as the skin retracted back into a single earring, the other one probably lost during the fight. That was the most alive he'd ever felt.

With that experience, he couldn't go back to his normal life. No, he couldn't stomach it anymore. He quit in order to follow the path of that night. Since then, he's been freelancing. After all, it's been something to actually challenge him.

24 | Male | Freelancer | Bastard
Tethering the Beast | Fist, Rope/Chain | Physical | Tether
Second Skin | Regrowth
God Complex | Light | Give Him Thanks
[Reveal (2), Purity (4)], Heal (16), Stabilize (0), Purify (6), Reflect (4), Damage X(6), Powerful (0), Trap (0), AoE (2), Full Extend (4)

DAMAGE: E | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: D | 750

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: C | 750

[FamishedPants]

Samuel Howard

S a m u e l H o w a r d

_{30 y/o | Male | 5'9 | 163 lbs | G.E.M.I.N.I}
🗡️

APPEARANCE:

Samuel would not generally stand out in a crowd. He stands at an exceptionally plain height of 5'9 and owns what appears to be a slim build. His one saving grace, a handsome face, is far too often obscured by raven-black locks that stonewall attempts at grooming them to matter significantly. His attire while at his job had always consisted of appropriate suits, but he chooses comfort over style on the rare chances he gets to laze about. Since he obtained his grimoire and began to affiliate himself with G.E.M.I.N.I, he has taken to wearing flashier attire whenever he works with them. Still mostly suits.

Normal Attire

G.E.M.I.N.I Attire

In Stark contrast to his human form, his esper form does anything but blend in with a crowd. When in this form, he assumes a frightening and demonic visage complete with glowy-red eyes and a twisted, perpetual smile. Though not a one for one, the clothing it wears takes inspiration on what Sam is wearing at the moment of transformation. The attire is always fashioned a crimson red and has no true effect other than cosmetic.

Esper Form

GRIMIORE:

A white domino mask with a thin black outline around the eyes. It would look right at home on a caped crusader or even a villain. Despite the lack of string to hold it up, it has no problems staying on the face of one who wears it. It gives off eerie vibes if you stare directly at it for too long.

INSTRUMENT: Rip, Tear

A tarnished sword owning a faded design that had once been quite extravagant, held alongside a dagger in an even worst state of decay. Despite their rusted blades, they have quite the edge thanks to the arcane energy stored within.
GRADE: Silver
KEYWORD: Dagger, Sword
DAMAGE TYPE: Arcane (dagger), Arcane(sword)
DAMAGE: C
SPEED: C
SENTINEL: D
SPECIAL: Rupture - A strike from his weapon needs not be fatal immediately. When successfully hitting a foe with a defense rank equal to or higher than his attack with his dagger, he leaves a lasting wound that does the equivalent of an E-grade damage note in physical damage for 2 turns.

STYLE: Delusion

Samuel forgoes his human form and adopts a demonic appearance that now stands at the same height as him, moderately alters the sound of his voice, and noticeably distorts the light around him. Compared to his prior appearance, he is also less lithe, and his form seems to assimilate the clothing he's wearing into it instead of being influenced by it.

GRADE: Silver
PHYSICAL: D
ARCANE: C
CHAOS: D
SPECIAL: Dying Light - Samuel benefits from an increased resistance to both Darkness and Light melodies by a single rank, but only in dim or darker lighting, such as at night or while obscured in mundane shadow.

GENRE: Malice

Samuel's magics intend to mask his presence, strip away his opponent's defenses, whittle them down, and force them into disadvantageous situations he can make use of while they can't properly fight back.

GRADE: Silver
ELEMENT: Darkness
NOTES: [Obfuscate (4)] [Intangible (4)], Damage X (6), Pull (2), Dispel (6), Mana Burn (6), Restrain (4), Extend (2), Trap (0), Piercing (2), Full Enhance (4)
SPECIAL: Devious Intent - Enemies recently affected by Sam's Control notes are assaulted by visions of violence, making it hard to concentrate. A delay note with a duration of 1 second is added to the start of their next melody or arcane ability.

LEITMOTIF: Creeping Anxiety

Though he may speak kind words and sometimes perform kind deeds, there exists a sense of impending doom that follows him, not unlike a shadow.

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: Hallucinate - While transformed, Samuel's voice seemingly comes from within the mind of those that could reasonably hear it, accompanied by a legion of demonic echoes, and people cannot help but feel hypervigilant around him.

BACKUP: YPINMFMP

A Ping Pong ball gifted to him by his boss, Fritzi, in recognition of his failed attempts at beating her in the sport. The absurd tenacity it inspires when hitting friendlies clearly sets it apart from its mundane brethren.

GRADE: Bronze
BACKUP MELODY: [Bronze Projectile][Bounce][Piercing][If Ally][Or][If Self][Stabilize] = 80
SPECIAL: Empowered - The Ping Pong Ball glows a certain color when charged, and leaves a bit of that color on anything it hits. It probably washes out. It is red when it has expended its power.

PR: Umbral Contingencies

An assortment of practical equipment, mainly carried in the potential event Samuel cannot remain transformed, yet hasn't lost consciousness. It includes armor to protect his fragile body, a pair of handcuffs to restrain an individual, some basic medical supplies, and a concealable baton for use in self defense.

GRADE: Bronze
GEAR: Clip light, Kevlar Vest, Self Defense Weapon, x1 Handcuff, x1 Medical Supplies
SPECIAL: Limited Budget, Maximum Style - All of his gear is purchased or altered superficially so as not to conflict, visually, with his suits.

TRIVIA:

Biography

Samuel was born to a wealthy couple who never seemed to run out of money but was always lacking in affection. He was given any material goods he wanted and was tutored in an instrument but was left under the care of a nanny more often than his parents. His parents expected much of him, though they treated him more like an asset than a child. Because of this, he was rather haughty growing up, thinking himself better than others.

He used his parent's money to buy gifts which he used to obtain friends, made other people do his work for him, and generally acted just like you would expect a spoiled brat to.

Shortly after he entered high school, a few friends of his got together with him and had a movie night. Samuel became enthralled by the ending of a sports movie they watched. He saw the protagonist, in a final game, score an impossible play that let them win the game. He was treated like some sort of hero, with everyone jumping in excitement, singing his praises, and even getting a kiss! Oh, that was the sort of attention he wanted for sure, so he thought it wise to try out for a few different teams in his school.

...They didn't go as planned. He was never too athletic in the past and it came back to bite him in the ass as he underperformed. So he thought about taking on his studies. Someone like him should be the smartest person in the school if he puts his mind to it, right? He ended up struggling to even have passing grades when he removed the people who had been doing his work up to this point.

Being the spoiled rich kid he was, he couldn't just admit that the problem was him, so he lashed out against everyone, including his own friends. One even ended up getting into a fight with him, if you could call it that, and left Samuel both on the floor and a bit more humble. He was left alone and even then he did not receive respite. A tragic accident took his parents and his life turned completely upside down.

He was taken in by his grandmother and the combined stress of everything happening plus a lowered standard of living made their relationship rocky at the start. She put him through a hellish training regime that involved taking out the trash when it was full, cleaning up after himself, and learning how to cook. He could swear he was going to die at first, but somehow he pulled through. He settled into the new lifestyle and began to open up a little more. He formed a strong bond with his grandmother over time.

The Samuel that entered his junior year was a completely different person than the one on freshman year. He became a lot more quiet, reserved, and infinitely more polite. He focused hard on his studies and practiced his instrument of choice (bass guitar) and graduated with no problem.

As an only child, Samuel's eighteenth birthday was a very important date. His parents' deaths left him with a sizable inheritance, more than enough to live off of if he didn't do anything stupid with it. But he didn't want it. He hadn't really earned it, and he was afraid that he might lose this progress as a person if he took it.

So he gave it to his grandmother, who was far more worthy of it than he. He then told her about his intentions of moving out and earning things for himself. While his grandma respected the character needed to make the decision, she made it quite clear she wasn't leaving him out to dry entirely. She would send him a package every year with a bit of fund and a present.

Biography, but this time it's more relevant

Since then, a decade and a couple of years passed and Samuel has a relatively stable job as an office manager and frequents a local nightclub where he plays his bass. Pax Septimus was not his first choice to live, honestly, but he saw an opportunity to progress up the ladder and took it.

Lamentably, Sam was an OC not allowed to stay that way forever. On his thirtieth birthday, Samuel received a package similar to the ones he had received over the years, only this one was on the smaller side. He left for work before opening it, deciding that it made the most sense to open it while he was celebrating. So, he worked the day away and went drinking with a few coworkers at night at the nightclub. He opened his package to find a strange domino mask alongside the money and raised an eyebrow. He felt a chill when his gaze lingered too long, so he threw it back in one of his suit pockets and laughed it off.

By the time he and his coworkers were done, it was well into the AM. Nobody was in a proper state of mind, not even himself, but he called a cab for the others and then began to walk home, citing the short distance between his place and the club for why. This turned out to be a mistake.

Samuel Howard felt a pair of eyes on his back and the wind began to get chillier as he walked, but he couldn't spot anyone when he looked around. Yet he still could swear someone or something was watching him. He tried his best to fight off the looming dread, recalling all the wonderful things about Pax Septimus. Like how it was a safe place and everyone was happy...!

Of course, such delusions do not make for reality, and as if offended by his shoddy attempt at mentally retreating, his stalker revealed itself! It was difficult to see at night, especially as the lights around it began to dim and flicker. Its shape was vaguely humanoid, covered in what appeared to be a living shadow, and held an object of some sort to its side. Its eyes appeared to be made of hellfire and it oozed hostility.

Beyond that, Samuel couldn't see as it suddenly lunged forth to attack him!

Despite his inebriation, he somehow managed to roll to the side and decided immediately to escape, running as fast as he could away from it. But it wasn't long before it caught up and he was forced to avoid another attack. He wasn't quick enough to evade it entirely and took an attack to the side, which sent him tumbling to the floor as the package containing the mask slipped out.

Samuel wasn't in pain, but seeing the blood pour out of his side had caused him to freeze. He looked up at the figure that began to approach him, raising its arm as if to finish the job, mere seconds away. Time seemed to crawl to a close in what he was sure to be his last moments. Overwhelming despair began to claim him as his life flashed before him, reminding him of the life he had lived so far.

...It was sad. He couldn't deny it. How he was. And how he had become. Neither of them would be remembered for anything significant after they passed, and they had never achieved anything of worth. What else could that be but sad?

He understood deep down what had become of him. He was just a coward. The thought of returning to the old, arrogant Samuel was terrifying. He was so scared of returning to those old ways that he confused ambition for greed and rid himself of it. It was so safe to work in an office instead of pursuing an actual career with his bass guitar. He could've stayed and helped his grandma but he fled the home to avoid the responsibility, figuring money he gave her would do the work for him.

The only thing that had changed about him was that he was now driven by fear instead of pride! It was pathetic! And even now, about to die, he would do so because he was too scared to move!

...Damn it! Now just isn't the time to be dead! Grandma slapped the quitter out of me years ago! There's gotta be something...!

His eyes fell upon the mask. It looked unremarkable, compared to what Samuel felt when he observed it. The eerie feeling he had before was amplified far beyond what it exuded earlier. And it was nothing but...

Fear. Unmatched by any other. The assailant standing before him couldn't compare. His impending death was nothing before it. He saw a vision of his life once again crumbling into ash as he lost everything he held dear. Everyone he ever knew dying painfully, cursing his name as they did, including his grandma. It tore him apart.

He concluded:

It was pure evil. Malevolence was given form in the shape of a domino mask. No good should come from it. The day this was removed from the world would be cause for celebration.

...but still, he grabbed for it. Even as terrified as he was, he wasn't about to go back on what he decided! Quitting was out of the question. Quivering in fear just because he was about to be murdered for no reason or because Satan dropped some demonic artifact in front of him wouldn't stop him. He'd at least die trying! And besides, if he didn't, the person trying to kill him might!

Samuel successfully grabbed the mask before he could be finished. He began to 'feel' shadows, owned an unnatural understanding of them, and knew he could now use them. Silhouettes in the shape of hands came from the ground and towered above him, before crashing down on him, dispersing into a dark haze that hid his form.

But when he emerged?

His devilish appearance was more than enough to send his attacker into a full-speed retreat into the shadows, though Samuel wasn't graced with his terrified screams as he did. Considering the emotional rollercoaster that they caused, didn't they earn a whole lot worse than a simple scare? Much to what he felt to be the mask's dismay, Samuel did not choose to pursue the attacker, and instead, his body chose to collapse right then and there as a result of the mix of stress and blood loss. Someone found him and got him to a hospital, and he made a full recovery.

Samuel was strangely confronted by G.E.M.I.N.I before the police could get to him, though that was probably for the better. They introduced him to this new and magical world, and after spending a couple of weeks deciding on how he should approach the situation, he ended up siding with G.E.M.I.N.I and becoming one of its agents.

[Crusader Lord]

Return to Monke

Lilliah Vergoldet

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NAME:

Lilliah Vergoldet

AGE:

19

SEX:

Female

APPEARANCE:

-Casual (Untransformed)-

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-Transformed-

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GRIMOIRE:

A golden bracelet she wears at all times on either her left wrist, literally so, one using the same style of design as the crown/circlet/headband of the legendary Sun Wukong from the Chinese tale “Journey to the West”.

INSTRUMENT:

Cherrywood Sage’s Staff - A crimson red, nine foot long quarterstaff capped on both ends with golden metal and a round golden metal ball at each tip. Two golden rings are attached on the shaft near each end of it. It is a weapon well balanced for use in various moves like spinning, swinging, clubbing, and swiping, etc, a great weapon for agile movement but likewise can pack quite the punch. A weapon that is not good in very close quarters cramped spaces, where there is too little room to make use of it fully, but is still ultimately generally versatile and useful in anywhere from open wild spaces to jungle-like urban sprawls and suburban neighborhoods and the like.

Grade: Bronze

Keyword: Quarterstaff

Damage Type: Physical

Damage: D

Speed: D

Sentinel: D

Special: The quarterstaff thrums with an unknown power.

STYLE:

Blooming Crimson Peach - A silken soft, highly flexible set of clothing that both evokes the clothing styles of the Far East and fuses it with a sort of modern stylishness and a surprisingly rather comfortable fit for the wearer. Red and gold and black and a bit of white combine to form a style that seems to scream ‘hot blooded yet serenely elegant’.

Grade: Bronze

Physical: D

Arcane: E

Chaos: D

Special: The wearer’s mobility and combat capabilities remain fully unhindered by the clothing, no matter what place or situation they are in.

GENRE:

Samsara - The use of one’s own spiritual energy, or “qi”, to bring one’s self closer towards oneness with the world. Round and round again all is born and then reborn anew, a path with no beginning and yet no end for those caught in the great wheel of the Samsara. To become one with the world, then, one must then come to a true understanding of their very self. Only through facing the flow of suffering and pain can one come to find who and what they truly are.

Grade: Silver

Element: Wind

Notes: [Flight (6), Storm (4)], Push (2), Restrain (4), Blink (4), Damage X (6), Mana Burn (6), Full Enhance (4), If Foe (0), Heal (6), Zone (4)

Special: Concealment - [Beam] Cast notes no longer have any “tell”/telegraph. Can still be perceived by Magic Sense, and it is obvious specifically to those who are directly confronting/attacking the caster.

LEITMOTIF:

Wisdom At Journey’s End - The wisdom at a great and long journey's end, the culmination of various experiences and trials and hardships coming together to ensure one's survival. The ability to survive the worst and survive, giving one a chance to come out on top once more.

(Quote: "Probably doesn't protect you from getting instagibbed, but protects you from getting coup de graced.")

Grade: Silver

Special: A leitmotif encapsulating the essence of one's own survival, a magical state entered at this level only when she reaches a 'certain HP threshold'. In effect it is treated as a one post-round of invulnerability after she reaches said 'certain HP threshold'. This 'certain HP threshold' is defined as, quote: "When getting hit by a normal Damage spell will kill her."/"[Where] she's still in the state where she can take mundane attacks, but not in the state where she can get blasted again."

FACTION:

G.E.M.I.N.I. Agents

TRIVIA:

To wit and all known knowledge, the Vergoldet have always been a family involved with the supernatural. The family has always been led by an esper as a rule of thumb, and they have sought out to strengthen their bloodline in the vain hope of creating more espers within the family. Anything to gain greater power within the supernatural community, anything to build up their prestige. Shady business dealings and mundane investments to accrue wealth, supernatural closed-door dealings and trading, they’ve delved into it all and any means they feel would potentially place them closer to the top. Such as the nature of the Vergoldet at their core, and such was the family Lilliah was born into.

A product of generations of eugenic work and strategic marriages within the supernatural community, Lilliah was born the fourth of five siblings in her family to a powerful esper father and a strong esper mother. It was, as with past generations, expected of Liliah and her siblings to be trained and prepared for the work of dealing with the supernatural and becoming an esper...or at least such was her family’s intent. To push their children and train them and drill them in various mundane and supernatural matters, as well as to take them once every few years to areas with heavy mana concentrations to try to try and outright endanger them to by some slim chance ‘maybe’ trigger a bond with a grimoire. The strongest of any who might succeed in becoming an esper would be married off strategically to ‘strengthen the bloodline’ and one day lead it, whilst the remainder would be married off or used as ‘useless material’ for the family’s mundane or supernatural dealings to further their cause and gain any ground and resources they can make use of in their pursuit. All these things have been the Vergoldet way for a long time indeed, and Lilliah and her siblings were no different in their own treatment by their father.

It was a vicious childhood from the start, her parents holding nothing back in the pursuit of their bloodline’s unclear but determined goal. It was a path that led her second oldest sibling to have a full mental break after seeing the youngest sibling perish in the claws of a monster, and her oldest brother to eventually be chosen by a grimoire after losing an arm and achieving the admiration of their parents. Lilliah and her third oldest sibling would be pushed harder to ‘succeed’, which only made things worse on them as their oldest sibling was beginning to be prepared and groomed to take the place of their father one day.

Then one day, Lilliah and her remaining sane non-esper siblings were thrown into another high-mana concentration area on the day of Lilliah’s eleventh birthday. Her third oldest sibling would be devoured by a monster several hours later, even as her parents observed from the sidelines, seemingly giving up going on right there and then in front of her. Lilliah herself would flee deeper, trying to escape the same towering beast that had just slain her sibling and tossed them around a bit like they were nothing. The one thought in her mind at that point was ‘not wanting to die’. Raw, pure, primal survival instincts drove her to run with all she had. She wanted to escape, to become as light as the wind and get away. Fly like a bird if she could. Anything to get away from her parents, even if it meant running deeper into the hellhole she’d been dropped into. Even if it meant at least dying on her own terms.

And then it happened. No sign, nor any warning.

She tripped over a root and crashed onto the dirty ground.

The monster was approaching.

She scrambled backward on her hands for a moment of panic, until she noticed a golden glint on the ground next to her.

For a moment, time seemed to almost go still as she reached out for it.

It felt warm in her hand, like the driving heat of the sun on a summer day.

It felt light to the touch, as if nothing could hold it down.

She felt like the wind was at her back, even though not even a breeze was present.

Knowledge rushed into her, and she without batting an eye slapped the bracelet on her wrist as it magically adjusted itself to better fit her.

She transformed into an esper in that moment, and would manage to preserve her own life through a hard-fought battle that came to still be a near-death experience.

Her parents approached to try to take her home, smiles on their faces as they congratulated her, and yet she did not even pause to take it in. She ran. She spat in the face of everything she’d known, rejecting the hell that had been her life thus far, and simply ran. She ran like the wind, like an ape swinging through the trees, until she could run no more. She ran until her esper form stopped, and even until her very body gave out underneath her. She lied on the road where she collapsed, passed out even, until by chance a GEMINI esper came across her battered and unconscious body in the road.

From there, life changed for Lilliah. She woke up in a GEMINI facility, attached to IV’s and her savior sitting there next to her bed. She would be taken in and raised within the facility after debriefing and investigation, before being trained, rehabilitated, and provided therapy and a spot to live out of. Six years of rehabilitation, therapy, and proper esper training later, she would begin field work as a proper GEMINI operative on top of it all.

To her, it has been a new life far from the hell of her childhood. A path of her own to take. A means to discipline herself and put her capabilities as an esper to use helping others and keeping them safe. To what end her career as an esper will end up at, well, she has no idea. All she knows is that the journey ahead is one that won't be easy...

(Other: Height is 5'7".)

[Ponn]

Ashley Avenir

NAME:

Ashley Avenir, The Knight of Tomorrow

AGE:

18

SEX:

Female

APPEARANCE:

Ashley is a fairly average-looking young woman, standing 5’3” with dark, shoulder-length hair. Her vision is pretty terrible, so she wears a pair of corrective lenses. In her normal form, she prefers to wear comfortable, unassuming clothes, with a particular emphasis on baggy hoodies and jackets. At least, when she’s not wearing her GEMINI uniform, of course. As an Esper, her appearance doesn’t change too drastically, becoming just a little more mature and developed. In particular, her hair lengthens, reaching down to her lower back. It also takes on a slight bluish color.

Normal

Esper

GRIMIORE:

A small, emerald sphere, which seems to glow with an inner light. Ashley has made it into a necklace.

INSTRUMENT: Implements of Tomorrow

As an Esper, Ashley is armed with a futuristic wand and an energy shield. The wand is tipped by what looks like an ultra-tech tuning fork, between the neon green prongs of which rests Ashley’s Grimoire, now grown to over twice its original size. The wand’s iPod-white body is etched with what appears to be neon green circuitry, punctuated intermittently by several glowing spheres, inlaid at seemingly random points. It is 12 inches long, with a 5 inch grip. Her shield, worn on her left arm, is seemingly composed of semi-transparent green energy, upon which is emblazoned the GEMINI insignia. Upon closer inspection, a hexagonal pattern can be found lightly imprinted upon it, which grows more pronounced when the shield is struck by something. It is 30 inches in diameter. In addition, all the luminous parts of Ashley’s Instrument glow much brighter whenever she fires it, or when she charges up a melody.

GRADE: Silver
KEYWORD: Wand, Shield
DAMAGE TYPE: Arcane
DAMAGE: B
SPEED: E
SENTINEL: C
SPECIAL: Tune of Tomorrow- In addition to the somewhat stereotypical sci-fi sounds her Instrument emits whenever Ashley fires it, or employs it to direct a melody, the techno-wand’s glowing, tuning fork-like prongs are also capable of generating the precise harmonic frequency necessary to bypass even the strongest defenses. When firing a bolt from her Instrument, the target’s Defense is reduced by one rank if it is higher than her Instrument’s Damage. Melodies directed by the Instrument do not benefit from this effect.

STYLE: Raiment of Tomorrow

Ashley’s Style is a futuristic outfit which consists of a skin-tight bodysuit, along with matching gloves, boots, and visor/headset, all of which are adorned with a variety of semi-transparent, ultra-tech accessories. As with their similar counterparts on her Instrument, these also appear to emit a soft, neon green glow, which significantly intensifies whenever Ashley employs a melody.

GRADE: Silver
PHYSICAL: E
ARCANE: C
CHAOS: B
SPECIAL: Stride of Tomorrow- Ashley’s highly impractical footwear are equipped with a pair of miniature gravity manipulation field generators. In addition to allowing her to walk like a normal person, they are also capable of temporarily increasing the gravity directly beneath her feet, thus permitting her to remain standing even in situations where her footing/balance would normally be compromised.

GENRE: Light of Tomorrow

The manifestation of the shining promise of a bright future, Ashley’s Genre allows her to harness all manner of cosmic and metaphysical energies to bestow a variety of beneficial effects upon her allies and an array of far more harmful effects upon her enemies.

GRADE: Silver
ELEMENT: Light
NOTES: [Reveal (2), Purity (4)], Damage (2), Damage X (6), Shield (4), Reflect (4), Heal (6), Major Heal (18), AoE (2), Powerful (0), Piercing (2)
SPECIAL: Power of Tomorrow- Such is the raw, potential energy Ashley has access to, that if the Powerful note is included when casting a melody, she can choose to “Charge” it up beyond the note’s normal limitations. If she does this, the melody’s effects are increased by two ranks, instead of the usual one, at the cost of delaying the melody from being cast until the very end of the next post cycle.

LEITMOTIF: Vision of Tomorrow

Although her glowing, green visor may at some, ahem, future time provide such helpful features as a Heads up Display, Magnification, Infra Red Detection, and even X-Ray Vision, for now, it merely incorporates the prescription from her mundane corrective lenses.

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: While wearing her visor, Ashley has perfect 20/20 vision.

BACKUP: PRO-TEK 4000 Defensive Surgery Implement

Ashley received this autonomous, anti-gravity buzzsaw from Binky as protection against opponents wishing to engage her in melee. It is stored in a compacted form within a chamber on her right gauntlet.

[Bronze Self][Dynamo][Damage X][Piercing]
GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: In an effort to keep with Ashley’s theme, Binky modified the buzzsaw to glow with a neon green radiance.

PR: Kevlar Coat, Kevlar Padding, Clip Light

To increase her survivability outside of the esper state, G.E.M.I.N.I. techs have modified Ashley’s hoodie to be as durable as a Kevlar vest, and then some. She’s also requisitioned a small Clip Light, in case she needs to explore darkened areas while untransformed.

GRADE: Bronze
SPECIAL: The beam of Ashley’s Clip Light has a faint green hue.

FACTION:

GEMNI Agents

TRIVIA:

Background

A kindhearted and intelligent girl, Ashley excelled in all her classes and was always eager to help tutor her classmates, often staying several hours after school to assist every student who sought her aid. Needless to say, her generosity, coupled with her exceptionally positive and encouraging demeanor, gained her no small number of friends. Thus, when Ashley graduated valedictorian at the end of her senior year, she found herself presented with a myriad of gifts as her friends expressed their gratitude for all the help she had provided them. The humble girl was utterly speechless at this gesture, and it took several seconds for her to recover from her shock, before she began tearfully thanking each friend in turn. However, her joy quickly turned to horror, as the graduation party’s festive atmosphere was rent asunder by the violent arrival of a tentacled monstrosity. Crashing through a wall, the twisted creature swiftly set about attacking nearby students and faculty, grasping them with its slimy tendrils and dragging them inexorably towards its toothy maw.

The next instant, time seemed to stand still, as a terrified Ashley beheld the frozen tableaux before her. Even as her mind struggled to comprehend what she was seeing, even as she desperately tried to think of some way to help her friends and teachers, Ashley’s gaze was drawn to the present-covered table directly in front of her, upon which sat a single unopened, and before now, unnoticed gift. It was a small, white box, an innocuous little thing, and one that shouldn’t have been spared a second thought in such a situation as Ashley currently found herself. Yet, the girl felt drawn to it somehow, as if whatever the package contained could help her save everyone from the horrific monster that was even now poised to devour one of her dearest friends. Opening the package, Ashley found a green, spherical gemstone. It seemed to glow with an inner light, and when she pulled it from the box, that glow expanded into a blinding flash, which consumed the world around her. Ashley felt herself being flooded with power, and, for a brief moment, she glimpsed a vision of a utopian future, a technological paradise free of pain, suffering, and despair. A future she was somehow destined to bring about… An instant later, she once more found herself in her school’s cafetorium, face to face with the horrific monstrosity. She was wearing a highly unusual outfit, and wielding an equally unusual weapon, but Ashley was only dimly aware of such oddities. A far more pressing concern was that time had resumed its normal pace and her friends were still in great danger. Now, however, she had the power to save them and the knowledge to use it.

In short order, Ashley freed each of her friends from the monster’s clutches, before annihilating the creature with a blast of emerald energy. No sooner had she done so, then she reverted to her mundane self, the strange, softly glowing sphere that had caused her remarkable transformation now resting in the palm of her hand. Although everyone was quite shaken up, no one had been seriously hurt, much to Ashley’s relief. She had just begun helping to clean up the mess, when a team of government agents arrived. After debriefing Ashley on what had happened and answering the confused girl’s questions as best as they were able, they offered the new Esper the opportunity to become a member of GEMINI. Doing so would provide her with the training to better understand and utilize her impressive new abilities, as well as the opportunity to employ them for the betterment of humanity, in particular, by ridding the world of monsters like the one she had just defeated. Always one to help others, Ashley eagerly accepted the agent’s offer, firmly convinced that this was the path that would allow her to bring about the bright future she had envisioned.

After several months of intensive training, Ashley was informed that she was being assigned to GEMINI’s recently established Pax Septimus unit, under the command of Dr. Moller. The young Esper is thrilled at the thought of working with the renowned doctor, and although she is well aware of Pax Septimus’s dubious reputation, Ashley remains confident that she can help to change the blighted city for the better. She certainly has her work cut out for her…

Personality

Ashley is a kind, gentle, and highly optimistic young woman who always tries to look on the bright side of things and is quick to help those in need. Her kindness should not be mistaken for weakness, however, as she is equally quick to defend those in danger and is merciless towards those who prey upon the defenseless, especially monsters. As far as she is concerned, the monster thereat is the primary obstacle to bringing about a bright future for humanity, and so she feels their utter eradication should be her top priority. Ashley views Espers aligned with Maverick Alternative as brainwashed victims at best and diabolical traitors to humanity at worst. She may not try to kill them on sight, like most other agents, but she will still seek to thwart their operations at every opportunity. In addition, while her positive outlook may help boost morale, she can also be painfully naive, and this, coupled with her lack of experience, could potentially cause problems in the field.

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18 | Female | GEMINI | Vision of Tomorrow
Implements of Tomorrow | Wand, Shield | Arcane | Tune of Tomorrow
Raiment of Tomorrow | Stride of Tomorrow
Light of Tomorrow | Light | Power of Tomorrow
[Reveal (2), Purity (4)], Damage (2), Damage X (6), Shield (4), Reflect (4), Heal (6), Major Heal (18), AoE (2), Powerful (0), Piercing (2)

DAMAGE: C | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: D | 750

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: C | 750