Aku the Samurai

Calling All Heroes and Villains!

Rift/Adrian Steele

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Location: Nova City, Midnight

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The night was supposed to go well.

And for the moment, it was.... but something just felt off. There wasn’t the slightest hint of police presence on the outskirts of the city and the night was quiet, almost deathly so. That should have been a good thing, the uneventfulness. And yet....

It freaked James out.

It was just his nerves, Hank assured him. All they had to do was get this meeting over with and then he’d be living the high life. He’d finally get to leave this shitty life behind and move on to the greener pastures he deserved. The words rang hollow even to his ears. This little crew of his may not have been the best in the business, but they got by well enough. A little robbery here, a little extortion there, and everyone walked away alive and happy. Well, they did. They were pretty low-key among lowlifes, so there wasn't much they could do without stepping on the toes of any of the bigger fishes in Nova City; supervillains, that is. It worked out alright though, as long as no one got too greedy.

But, even in a small group like theirs, there was bound to be greed. Festering beneath the surface, waiting for its chance to screw someone over. That’s why there were only three of them now. Tommy was a smart kid, but he could be a real idiot sometimes, and that was a bad combination in their line of work. It was only a matter of time before that pot boiled over, and when it did....

James grimaced at the memory.

It was a damn shame too.

It wasn’t all bad, though. It did end up leading them to this little opportunity they had here.

The building they stood in was old. The word was that the place had been abandoned for near a century at this point. Shit was old. John rubbed his hands together anxiously, and James couldn’t blame him. The place gave him the creeps. He never did understand why some people gravitated towards shitholes like this, or why they insisted on a set time if they were going to be late.

What was taking them so long?

The sound of several sets of tyres on gravel reached his ears and James sighed in relief.

“Feckin’ finally. Alright, boys, let’s get this–”

James didn’t jump. Of course, he didn’t. He didn’t scare that easily, and no one could say otherwise.

But anybody would be concerned if they heard the sounds of gunshots and screaming coming from outside a building they were in. There was a fight of some sort going on out there, but none of the men inside dared check it out. None of them were stupid enough to get involved in a firefight if they didn’t have to, especially with only two of them armed.

It didn’t take long for the noise to die down, and then all that was left was an eerie silence. The three men glanced at one another, and an unspoken agreement was reached. James swallowed thickly as he pulled his pistol from his waistband, his arm shaking more than he’d like to admit. He inched closer to the front of the building, giving his two companions a quick look over his shoulder to ensure they were maintaining a modest distance.

Before his fingers even touched the door, something slammed into it hard. The metal bent inwards from the force, and something sharp was shoved through it. This time James didn’t even try to pretend he wasn’t spooked. He scrambled backwards in a panic, firing off three shots into the door as he did. The other two backed right up with him, though Henry held his fire.

“Jesus Christ! What the hell is that?!”

Calming his racing heartbeat a bit, James took a closer look at the door, his eyes squinting in the dim light.

Was that.... a sword?

Before he could even finish processing that revelation, the door was violently ripped off its hinges, sending all three of the men inside scrambling back once again. Then, someone stepped through the shattered frame, dressed in all black and wearing a mask that betrayed no sign of humanity. A sword was held loosely in its hand, dripping a familiar red liquid onto the floor.

The figure paused for a moment, tilting its head as if in curiosity. Then, it started moving again, and all hell broke loose.

The night had been going well. Just not for criminals.

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“Are they.... dead?”

Adrian paused for a moment as he slid his blade across his forearm, wiping the blood on his sleeve. He barely spared a glance at the bodies lying on the ground around him.

“No. They’ll be fine.”

At least, that was the case for those inside the rundown building. The ones on the outside, on the other hand, well, the authorities would probably get there in time. And if not, they would reap what they sowed.

“Ominous....”

Adrian didn’t deign to give a response. His eyes swept over the area one final time until he was satisfied. Crouching slightly, he pressed a single figure to the wall and started to carve their calling card into the fading brick. It’d taken a while for them to finally decide on what it should be, but the end result was.... satisfactory.

WE ARE WATCHING

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Location: Nova City, Morning

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If Adrian needed sleep, he might have noticed the passing of time more.

As it were, though, to him the news of the Nova City Bank being robbed came not long after he was done “cleaning”. There was never a dull moment in this city, he mused idly. Cracking his neck loudly, Adrian stood from his low crouch, his muscles shifting beneath his skin as he did. Now, how to get there?

Hm. There were a few options available to him, but he was too close to the city’s outskirts to get to the bank in time. But, there was another way....

“It’ll take a few jumps if we go like this, but we can get there in about 60 seconds. Probably. I think.”

Well, dubious certainty aside, that was far less time than it would take him, so it wasn’t even a question.

“Do it.”

Closing his eyes, Adrian took a deep breath and let his focus slip. In an instant, he felt himself lurching and then nothing. He couldn’t tell for sure how long he was being twisted and shoved through space, but he could certainly tell when his feet finally touched the ground again.

“66 seconds! A bit off, but that’s fine! That’s fine....”

Adrian straightened himself out, twitching slightly at the feeling of his insides shifting back into place. He glanced behind himself, noting the shocked and wary expressions of the people behind the police barricade. Then his eyes landed on the bank’s front doors and he breathed a soft sigh.

“Looks like we’re not the first ones here. Let’s get started.”

Himitsuraku [Naruto RP]

Yūto

木ノ葉 １２
木ノ葉 １２

Konoha 12

_{^D.O.B December 23^rd | ^Age 14 ^y.o | ^Sato Konoha (originally Kiri) | ^Region ? | ^Rank Chūnin | ^Caste Nenha}

Mimoto
Mimoto

Uchiha Yūto

Shigoto
Shigoto

ANBU

Joretsu
Joretsu

A

外伝
外伝

Flashback

_Monogatari
Born in Kirigakure to an exiled Uchiha and a rogue member of the shunned Akizuki clan, Yūto was condemned to a life filled with strife from the start. Perhaps it was that cruel twist of fate which made him the way he is. The reform in Kirigakure was already in full swing at the time of his birth, separating him from his father before he could even walk, not that he would have remembered. With his lineage kept hidden from even himself, he was able to avoid initial involvement in the Enclave project and being trapped within the Sixth Mizukage’s gilded cage. Yūto’s earliest memory was of chaos and bloodshed; near the beginning of the Kirigakure Civil War.

When the rebellion over the Enclave project took off, Yūto’s mother ensured he was left out of it. It was a solution that would only work so long as his Kekkei Genkai never manifested, a fact that grew less certain by the day. To further increase his chances of survival if the worst-case scenario came to pass, Yūto enrolled in the shinobi academy, wherein he had to participate in the infamous Brood Feast graduation exam. It was there, faced with the inevitable act of taking a life those in power had deemed lesser, that he was confronted with the crushing weight of accidie.

Unfortunately, it didn’t take long after that for the worst to come to pass. At the height of the rebellion and following the discovery of his parentage, Yūto and his mother were faced with a choice; submit to the Mizukage’s authority or flee the country before the situation devolved too far. It was a choice between certain enslavement and possible freedom; a choice that was made without a second thought. That plan, however, was far easier to accomplish in theory than in practice. The journey from Kirigakure to the Land of Fire was long and treacherous, but eventually, it was over and salvation was in sight.

The arrival to Konoha came with its own share of issues. While Yūto’s capacity to utilise two separate bloodlines made him a valuable asset to the Uchiha clan, his mother’s previous transgressions were not so easily forgiven. Inserted into the shinobi ranks of Konoha, it didn’t take long before Yūto was made a member of the ANBU, wearing the mask of a raven.

性格
性格

Individuality

_Kokoronaka
Yūto was someone who could only ever be accurately described as dispassionate. Since birth, he has been emotionally isolated from the rest of the world. Intelligent but detached, he views the world and its inhabitants—himself especially—from an outsider’s perspective, thoughtful yet dispassionate. Despite his unwavering poker face and dry wit, it would be wrong to say he lacks all emotion, even if his actions may often say otherwise. Above all else, Yūto is fascinated with the unpredictability of life to its extreme, the only thing that elicits something other than utter apathy.

Kirainamono
Kirainamono

Hates

_Kirai
- Nothing.

Sukinamono
Sukinamono

Likes

_Suki
- Nature
- Surprises

忍道
忍道

Ninja Way

Mayhem.

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Yūto's Combat Sheet

木ノ葉 中忍
木ノ葉 中忍

697 | Dec | 23 | 14 ^y.o.

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自己
自己

Yūto – Bingo Book

The Exiled One, hailing from a star-crossed lineage between an exiled Uchiha and a shunned Akizuki; his cold character a stark contrast to his heated abilities. Yūto is unfailingly impassive, perpetually detached and expresses an ever-present poker face. Intelligent, deliberate, and above all else, unpredictably thoughtful yet lacking passion, his actions speak louder than any words. Yūto is fascinated with the unpredictability of life to its extreme, the only thing that elicits something other than utter apathy.

戦場
戦場

A

Ninjutsu Specialist | Peculiar Pedigree | Analytical
Affinities
^{Yōton, Enton | Raiton}

Shinobi Inventory
^{Bombtags | Chakrablade | Kunai | Smokeflashbombs | Scrolls | Shuriken | Makibishi | Ninfocards}

Supplementary Skills

Chohojutsu
Chohojutsu

^{Concealment | Disguise | Substitution | Cloning | Body Flicker | Genjutsu Kai | Areascan | Silent Killing}

Chohojutsu is a Skilltree that deals with espionage and subterfuge arts, Shinobi must be versed in academic techniques for survival. The bases of Chohojutsu are stealth techniques as they involve concealing one's chakra/presence, escape arts and convincing disguises, and the basic sensing of energies.

^Specialty
° All-Seeing Eye: Yūto’s exclusive ability allows him to trace, as well as perceive any unusual movement of, chakra around himself. This affords him the ability to perceive fluctuations in a person’s chakra made when they are moulding it or if someone is under the effect of a genjutsu. Focused on covertly being aware of enemy movements at all times, it is almost impossible to detect. Despite its strengths, it has a relatively short range.

Buteijutsu
Buteijutsu

^{Bukijutsu | Taijutsu | Kagakuningu}

Buteijutsu is about armed and unarmed martial arts, Taijutsu and Bukijutsu under this Skilltree, meaning the ability to “throw hands/catch these hands” and wack someone with a weapon, including your greatest Scientific Ninja Tool invention.

^Weaponstyle
° Twin Kusarigama, Ninjatō, Yari

^{Fightingstyle}
° Adaptable/Silent Fist: The basic Taijutsu style taught in Kirigakure, to serve as a basic version of the village’s signature Silent Killing. While not all Kiri ninjas learn Silent Killing, the academy in Kiri taught them the taijutsu style of Silent Fist, which focuses on making soundless and ‘calm’ movements, making it harder to predict. Advanced Taijutsu Specialists of Silent Fist can make their movements completely silent by cloaking themselves in chakra. Yūto uses this to supplement his versatile fighting style.

^{Scientific Ninja Tool}
° Wire Strings: Highly durable threads that Yūto uses for a variety of purposes, chief among which is manipulating his weapons and setting up complex, difficult-to-evade, traps. The particular ones he uses are razor-thin wires made of carbon nano-tubes that are nearly impossible to see in most conditions.

Kekkei Genkai: Shakunetsu | A-Rank | Lava Style
_{Primary Jutsu}
Lava Fireballs | Quicklime | Magma Rings
Lava Clone
A high-energy technique that mimics the solid nature of shadow clones using a Kekkai Genkai. The created clones, being made of lava, are not only dangerous to get hit by, but also deadly to touch.
_{Secret Arts}
Flower-Fruit Mountain
_{Uchiha Enton Hijutsu}
Gōkakyū
_Variants
Gōenka
Gōenkyū
_Jukuren
Doryūheki | Dosekiei | Sokonashi Numa | Gōryūka | Amigumo | Tenjinrai | Rakurai | Ōbādoraibu | Kirin

The pride and joy of the Akizuki clan, Shakunetsu, being Yūto's variant, is a derivative name that dissociates him from his past.

Kekkei Mōra: Sharingan | S-Rank | Storylocked

Calling All Heroes and Villains!

Rift

Name: Victoria/Adrian Steele

Alias: Rift (formerly Subject V-9/Black Tiger)

Alignment: Antihero (?)

Powers/Abilities: Mind/Matter

Victoria possesses vast psionic abilities; in other words, she is a psychic. While primarily psychokinetic in effect, it also grants them wide-scale and personal telepathy and allows the use of an ability known as “shifting”; which broadly speaking is the ability to swap the locations of chosen targets within a certain range.

On Adrian’s side of the equation, he can alter the shape and composition of his body at will. This power extends further than just biological changes, as it is fully capable of altering a body into inorganic materials, allowing the formation of weapons or other such objects. It also provides them with significantly increased physical and regenerative abilities. On a deeper level, it is also capable of rendering them immune/highly resistant to hazardous substances and pathogens by making changes to their inner biology.

Weaknesses:
The same incident that led to their conjoined existences also essentially neutered their respective abilities to a degree. Because they exist within the same “space” Adrian and Victoria cannot simultaneously be present at any one moment.

Victoria’s weaknesses are more on her physical side. While her psionic abilities are quite potent, her body is rather more frail in comparison. Average at best by just about every physical metric, she relies entirely on her powers in battle, which means she is all but helpless if they ever malfunction unless power-sharing. Furthermore, since her powers are mental-based, disrupting her focus would render her incapable of bringing them fully to bear.

Adrian can only change certain sections of his body into inorganic materials at a time, i.e., he cannot make his skin, bones, and muscles into “steel” at once. In addition, despite his body’s high fortitude and adaptability, he is still vulnerable to extreme temperatures to significant degrees depending on his current composition.

Personality:
The pair cut quite the contrasting figures.

Victoria is an upbeat and cheerful person, though her heart remains heavy from her tortured past. Soft-spoken and friendly despite her looks, she prefers to see the good in people and is an optimist at heart. While she can be rather socially inept at times, she is more than willing to go out of her way to understand people even if the sentiment isn’t reciprocated. Adrian is much less energetic and more reserved than friendly, though he does have a dry sense of humour that he displays once in a while. His social skills are not much better than those of his counterpart, though he is more aware of them and acts accordingly.

While they may have disagreements on what methods to use, at the end of the day, they both share the same thoughts and goals about the world. The good, the bad, and the weird included.

Background:
The former individuals who would come to be known as Rift came from contradictory beginnings.

The girl who would eventually come to call herself Victoria was a chained soul for as long as she could remember. Her powers manifested essentially the moment she was born, and the resulting reactions from her parents were less-than-stellar. Distorted preconceived notions clouded their minds and fueled their already fervent bias. Through no fault or act of her own, her fate was already set. Instead of love and adoration, her birth was met with nothing but fear and loathing. So when an offer was made to take her off their hands for a considerable sum, they didn’t hesitate, didn’t ask questions. And there began the prologue to a tragedy. For all involved.

Despite its name, Lux Labs was not quite as accomplished nor as well-known as the Ascension Labs of Auroran Spire. That image, however, worked well in their favour, allowing them to do as they pleased without public scrutiny. It was also the only place that, for much of her life, Victoria could call home, even in the loosest sense of the word. And yet, despite her acceptance of that status quo, she was under no delusions that, for all the supposed freedom she had, she was anything but a prisoner. After all, what unchained person had to follow the same rules as she did? What unchained person was trapped inside a box where no light could ever reach?

Adrian Steele was an unfortunate man. Unlike his partner, he was not born with powers, though that fact did not make his life any easier. At a young age, orphaned and alone, he fell in with the wrong crowd, doing whatever he wanted and making himself a problem for everyone around him. It didn’t take long for that lifestyle to come to an end, and yet, once again he found himself involved with a group of questionable individuals; soldiers of fortune. They were the type to not ask questions as long as he could pull his weight, so pull his weight he did.

As fate would have it, their two paths crossed in a maelstrom of gunfire and death.

In their final moments, they reached out to each other, and their powers responded.

And thus, a Rift was made.

Appearance:
Victoria is a slender, silver-haired young woman of below-average height, though her presence is much larger. She dresses like a stereotypical rebellious teenager, with all-black clothing and contrasting accessories. Her eyes constantly emit a soft, eerie purple glow mostly visible in the dark.

Standing over six feet tall and bearing a lean, solidly built physique from years of intense physical activity, Adrian cuts quite an imposing figure when he wants to. His slightly dishevelled dark hair falls to his shoulders with a series of bangs framing his features. His golden, feline irises give off a sense of something unnatural lurking beneath, though they are usually hidden beneath a pair of sunglasses.

Victoria, without mask

Adrian, with helmet

Affiliations: Themselves. Adrian does, however, still have numerous contacts from his past.

Motivations: Making the world a better place one step at a time, by dealing with those who make it worse. Mileage may vary.

Relationships: The only lasting, positive relationship they have ever had is with each other. That hasn’t changed.

Base of Operations: Rift doesn’t tend to stay in one place for very long.

Signature Gear: Having lived the majority of his life without powers of any kind, Adrian still carries around weaponry from his days as a mercenary. Namely, a pair of single-edged swords, twin pistols and various utility items. While his combat armour has become far less vital than it used to be, it nonetheless works to aid him in their escapades.

Public Perception: Rift is a known element if a somewhat mysterious one. Criminals fear them and heroes are fairly wary of them.

Combat Style: Strike first, strike hard, no mercy. Adrian is well-versed in both close and ranged combat. His power lends itself well to causing massive damage at close to mid-range. Victoria has no experience in hand-to-hand combat and she knows that quite well, preferring to stay at range to neutralise her opponents.

Calling All Heroes and Villains!

Another antihero. Not the royal we.

The Power of Two

Name: Victoria/Adrian Steele

Alias: Rift

Alignment: Antihero (?)

Powers/Abilities: Mind/Matter

Victoria possesses psionic abilities; in other words, she is a psychic. While her powers are mainly psychokinetic in effect, she is also a telepath, and is capable of utilising an ability known as “shifting”; which broadly speaking is the ability to swap the location of chosen targets within a certain range.

On Adrian’s side of the equation, he can alter the shape and composition of his body at will. His power extends further than just biological changes, as he is fully capable of altering his body into inorganic materials if he so wishes, allowing him to form weapons or other such objects out of his body. It also provides him with significantly increased physical and regenerative abilities. On a deeper level, he is capable of rendering himself immune/highly resistant to hazardous substances and pathogens by making changes to his inner biology.

Weaknesses:
The same incident that led to their conjoined existences also essentially neutered their respective abilities to a degree. Due to existing within the same “space”, Adrian and Victoria cannot simultaneously be present at any one moment.

Victoria’s weaknesses are more on her physical side. While her psionic abilities are quite potent, her body is rather more frail in comparison. Average at best by just about every physical metric, she relies entirely on her powers in battle, which means she is all but helpless if they ever malfunction. Furthermore, since her powers are mental-based, disrupting her focus would render her incapable of bringing them fully to bear.

Adrian can only change certain sections of his body into inorganic materials at a time, i.e., he cannot make his skin, bones, and muscles into “steel” at once. In addition, despite his body’s high fortitude and adaptability, he is still vulnerable to extreme temperatures to significant degrees depending on his current composition.

Personality:
The pair cut quite the contrasting figures.

Victoria is an upbeat and cheerful person, though her heart remains heavy from her tortured past. Soft-spoken and friendly despite her looks, she prefers to see the good in people and is an optimist at heart. While she can be rather socially inept at times, she is more than willing to go out of her way to understand people even if the sentiment isn’t reciprocated. Adrian is much less energetic and more reserved than friendly, though he does have a dry sense of humour that he displays once in a while. His social skills are not much better than his counterpart, though he is more aware of it and acts accordingly.

While they may have disagreements on what methods to use, at the end of the day, they both share the same thoughts and goals about the world. The good, the bad, and the weird included.

Background:
The former individuals who would come to be known as Rift came from contradictory beginnings.

The girl who would eventually come to call herself Victoria was a chained soul for as long as she could remember. Her powers manifested essentially the moment she was born, and the resulting reactions from her parents were less-than-stellar. Distorted preconceived notions clouded their minds and fueled their already fervent bias. Through no fault or act of her own, her fate was already set. Instead of love and adoration, her birth was met with nothing but fear and loathing. So when an offer was made to take her off their hands for a considerable sum, they didn’t hesitate, didn’t ask questions. And there began the prologue to a tragedy. For all involved.

Despite its name, Lux Labs was not quite as accomplished nor as well-known as the Ascension Labs of Auroran Spire. That image, however, worked well in their favour, allowing them to do as they pleased without public scrutiny. It was also the only place that, for much of her life, Victoria could call home, even in the loosest sense of the word. And yet, despite her acceptance of that status quo, she was under no delusions that, for all the supposed freedom she had, she was anything but a prisoner. After all, what unchained person had to follow the same rules as she did? What unchained person was trapped inside a box where no light could ever reach?

Adrian Steele was an unfortunate man. Unlike his partner, he was not born with powers, though that fact did not make his life any easier. At a young age, orphaned and alone, he fell in with the wrong crowd, doing whatever he wanted and making himself a problem for everyone around him. It didn’t take long for that lifestyle to come to an end, and yet, once again he found himself involved with a group of questionable individuals; soldiers of fortune. They were the type to not ask questions as long as he could pull his weight, so pull his weight he did.

As fate would have it, their two paths crossed in a maelstrom of gunfire and death.

In their final moments, they reached out to each other, and their powers responded.

And thus, a Rift was made.

Appearance:
Victoria is a slender, silver-haired young woman of below-average height, though her presence is much larger. She dresses like a stereotypical rebellious teenager, with all-black clothing and contrasting accessories. Her eyes constantly emit a soft, eerie purple glow mostly visible in the dark.

Standing over six feet tall and bearing a lean, solidly built physique from years of intense physical activity, Adrian cuts quite an imposing figure when he wants to. His slightly dishevelled dark hair falls to his shoulders with a series of bangs framing his features. His golden, feline irises give off a sense of something unnatural lurking beneath, though they are usually hidden beneath a pair of sunglasses.

Affiliations: Themselves.

Motivations: Making the world a better place one step at a time, by dealing with those who make it worse. Mileage may vary.

Relationships: The only lasting, positive relationship they have ever had is with each other. That hasn’t changed.

Base of Operations: Rift doesn’t tend to stay in one place for very long.

Signature Gear: Having lived the majority of his life without powers of any kind, Adrian still carries around weaponry from his days as a mercenary. Namely, a pair of single-edged swords, twin pistols and various utility items. While his combat armour has become far less vital than it used to be, it nonetheless works to aid him in their escapades.

Public Perception: Rift is a known element if a somewhat mysterious one. Criminals fear them and heroes are fairly wary of them.

Combat Style: Strike first, strike hard, no mercy. Adrian is well-versed in both close and ranged combat. His power lends itself well to causing massive damage at close to mid-range. Victoria has no experience in hand-to-hand combat and she knows that quite well, preferring to stay at range to neutralise her opponents.

Pokétopian Dreams: Uncharted Waters

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_{Location: Pier}

Interaction(s): Everyone

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The sun was high in the sky and the breeze was crisp and breezy as could be.

Syl took a deep, measured breath of the seaside air, feeling the wind blow through his hair and making it even more of a mess than it usually was. He absent-mindedly brushed a hand through his dishevelled locks, eyes scanning the pier with a curious intensity.

It was a given that a variety of celebrities would attend this event—or, he supposed, the soon-to-be event. Of course, that didn’t mean he would recognise all of them, or even any of them really, but he was nothing if not willing to learn. As his gaze swept over the group, he found that he did, in fact, recognise some of those present. Well, two of them really, though he couldn’t really say he knew either of them by name, only remembering them as league champions from what little television he watched.

The others he didn’t recognise nearly as well, though the flamboyant pink-clad guy was vaguely familiar. Other than him, there was a rather eclectic selection of people gathered on the pier. A grumpy-looking girl was standing off to the side and looking not particularly thrilled to be there, two pale-haired guys with very different aesthetics, and then there was the last one. Then there was the last one, a two-toned-haired girl that Syl wasn’t sure what to make of quite yet.

All in all, they were a colourful bunch, some very much more so than others. If that composition was any indication, this trip was going to be anything but boring, and that fueled Syl’s anticipation even further. A glance at the bracelet on his wrist left him lost in his thoughts for a moment. His musing was broken by a two-pronged tail waving itself in front of his face, and his eyes were drawn to the weight that had settled itself upon his shoulders. His lips twitched in mild amusement.

“Still not willing to walk, huh?”

“Espeon....”

Absolutely spoiled rotten, she was.

The grumpy girl bemoaned the captain’s tardiness and one of the pale-haired guys—Auggie, as he introduced himself, chimed in with an optimistic view of the situation. Syl just shrugged nonchalantly, offering an alternative.

“Maybe the captain fell overboard and got swept away. Wouldn’t be the first time. We can still get to know each other, though.”

It was then that the pink-clad drama queen introduced himself as André Bellamy, claiming that everyone should already know who he was.

Of course, Syl had no way of knowing that. He couldn’t speak for the others though.

Then, the flamboyant blond was greeting him specifically as if he were more than just a stranger to him. Theatrical as he was though, he was complimenting Syl, if in a way that was a bit more.... novel than he was used to.

“.... right. Thanks, I guess...?”

Fenix Tear [Invite | Ask Only]

Shinra Rudegarn

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_{Location: Fortuna}

Shinra spiralled in the air for scarcely a second before immediately righting himself, landing in a slight crouch beside Jaina. His eyes narrowed at the priest warily, his entire body buzzing with restless energy. He could already tell that a good fight was about to go down.

Surprisingly, though, Shinra wasn’t the first one to act. Before he could even start moving, his scholarly guildmate made the first move.

“Yeah, you tell him, Jaina!”

To be honest, Shinra wasn’t quite sure what she was talking about, but she seemed really into it so he cheered her on anyway. His fist clenched, the power of gravity surging through his body as he watched Jaina restrain the priest with seawater?! Where did that come from?! Shinra shook his head to snap himself out of amazement, setting a determined glare on the enemy priest. He could gush about how cool his guildmates were later! There was no way he was going to let himself fall behind here!

Taking a light step to launch himself into the air and at the priest, Shinra accelerated his speed several times over, shooting himself like a cannonball.

“Magi-Mech Attack: Gravity Cannon!”

Pokétopian Dreams: Uncharted Waters

Syl

_{[ ❇ ] N A M E}

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Syl Archer, Kalos Region Championship Winner

_{[ ❇ ] O C C U P A T I O N}

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Pokemon Researcher/Trainer. Winner of the Indigo League and the Ever Grande Conference

_{[ ❇ ] B A C K S T O R Y}

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Born to a highly-regarded researcher and a world-renowned Coordinator, Syl was surrounded by Pokemon since the day he was born. Despite the considerable requirements of his parents’ professions, it could never be said that he was neglected in his childhood. As an only child, his parents never failed to dote on him and encourage his every endeavour no matter how fleeting, fostering his curiosity about the world as the years passed. It was little wonder, then, that Syl ended up following in his mother’s footsteps in his own way after meeting a particular Eevee.

While originally hailing from Unova, Syl’s Pokémon journey did not officially begin until he arrived in Kanto as a research assistant to the renowned Professor Oak. Despite his somewhat odd start, his accumulated knowledge and experience allowed him to quickly build himself up to become a force to be reckoned with. After enduring various trials and clashing with his self-proclaimed rival numerous times throughout his journey, he decided to take up the challenge of the Indigo League. In the end, Syl succeeded in his endeavour, defeating his rival and eventually claiming victory in the championship after a hard-fought battle.

Following his victory, he began his journey anew in the Hoenn Region with his trusted partner at his side. Though his first attempt to challenge the Ever Grande Conference nearly ended with his loss against its Elite Four, Syl managed to emerge victorious after a fierce, uphill battle. Deciding to take a slow down from championships after travelling to Kalos, Syl joined Professor Sycamore in researching Mega Evolution and obtained a Keystone of his own, using his newfound breakthrough to challenge the Kalos Region champion. Though the battle ultimately ended in a draw, that did little to discourage the people from seeing him as a champion, in ability if not in name, until his eventual rematch and victory. Despite his win, Syl chose not to officially take on the title of champion, leaving the responsibility to Diantha. Then, while deep into research, Syl received a surprise invitation to attend the Pokétopian Foundation’s battle resort grand opening. And so, he set off on a brand new journey, one unlike any other.

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Sarcastic and quick-witted with a sharp tongue and no filter, Syl can be either irritating or endearing in equal measure depending on his mood. Despite, or perhaps because of, his often spontaneous and constantly multi-tasking nature, he always manages to keep a cool head, no matter the situation. Adventurous and curious beyond measure, he loathes being tied down, viewing the world through an inquiring lens and rarely taking things at face value. A tactical trainer with a penchant for elaborate plays, Syl enjoys the rush of battle just as much as he does the act of interacting with Pokémon itself.

All in all, he is a rather energetic and thoughtful person, if a bit insensitive about boundaries, whether through choice or by nature.

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• Sai, the Espeon
• Tank, the Tyranitar
• Forge, the Volcanion
• Glacia, the Arctibax
• Blitz, the Absol
• Jade, the Salamence

Pokétopian Dreams: Uncharted Waters

@Carlyle Did you miss my sheet or...?

Himitsuraku [Naruto RP]

Hot and Cold

木ノ葉 １２
木ノ葉 １２

Konoha 12

_{^D.O.B December 23^rd | ^Age 14 ^y.o | ^Sato Konoha (originally Kiri) | ^Region ? | ^Rank Chūnin | ^Caste Nenha}

Mimoto
Mimoto

Uchiha Yūto

Shigoto
Shigoto

ANBU

Joretsu
Joretsu

A

外伝
外伝

Flashback

_Monogatari
Born in Kirigakure to an exiled Uchiha and a rogue member of the shunned Akizuki clan, Yūto was condemned to a life filled with strife from the start. Perhaps it was that cruel twist of fate which made him the way he is. The reform in Kirigakure was already in full swing at the time of his birth, separating him from his father before he could even walk, not that he would have remembered. With his lineage kept hidden from even himself, he was able to avoid initial involvement in the Enclave project and being trapped within the Sixth Mizukage’s gilded cage. Yūto’s earliest memory was of chaos and bloodshed; near the beginning of the Kirigakure Civil War.

When the rebellion over the Enclave project took off, Yūto’s mother ensured he was left out of it. It was a solution that would only work so long as his Kekkei Genkai never manifested, a fact that grew less certain by the day. To further increase his chances of survival if the worst-case scenario came to pass, Yūto enrolled in the shinobi academy, wherein he had to participate in the infamous Brood Feast graduation exam. It was there, faced with the inevitable act of taking a life those in power had deemed lesser, that he was confronted with the crushing weight of his accidie.

Unfortunately, it didn’t take long after that for the worst to come to pass. At the height of the rebellion and following the discovery of his parentage, Yūto and his mother were faced with a choice; submit to the Mizukage’s authority or flee the country before the situation devolved too far. It was a choice between certain enslavement and possible freedom; a choice that was made without a second thought. That plan, however, was far easier to accomplish in theory than in practice. The journey from Kirigakure to the Land of Fire was long and treacherous, but eventually, it was over and salvation was in sight.

The arrival to Konoha came with its own share of issues. While Yūto’s capacity to utilise two separate bloodlines made him a valuable asset to the Uchiha clan, his mother’s previous transgressions were not so easily forgiven. Inserted into the shinobi ranks of Konoha, it didn’t take long before Yūto was made a member of the ANBU, wearing the mask of a raven.

性格
性格

Individuality

_Kokoronaka
Yūto was someone who could only ever be accurately described as impassive. Since birth, he has been emotionally isolated from the rest of the world. Intelligent but detached, he views the world and its inhabitants—himself especially—from an outsider’s perspective, thoughtful yet dispassionate. Despite his unshakeable poker face and dry wit, it would be wrong to say he lacks emotion, even if his actions may say otherwise. Above all else, Yūto is fascinated with the unpredictability of life to its extreme, the only thing that elicits something other than utter apathy.

Kirainamono
Kirainamono

Hates

_Kirai
- Nothing.

Sukinamono
Sukinamono

Likes

_Suki
- Nature
- Surprises

忍道
忍道

Ninja Way

Mayhem.

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Pokétopian Dreams: Uncharted Waters

Syl

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Syl Archer, Kalos Region Championship Winner

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Pokemon Researcher/Trainer. Winner of the Indigo League and the Ever Grande Conference

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Born to a highly-regarded researcher and a world-renowned Coordinator, Syl was surrounded by Pokemon since the day he was born. Despite the considerable requirements of his parents’ professions, it could never be said that he was neglected in his childhood. As an only child, his parents never failed to dote on him and encourage his every endeavour no matter how fleeting, fostering his curiosity about the world as the years passed. It was little wonder, then, that Syl ended up following in his mother’s footsteps in his own way after meeting a particular Eevee.

While originally hailing from Unova, Syl’s Pokémon journey did not officially begin until he arrived in Kanto as a research assistant to the renowned Professor Oak. Despite his somewhat odd start, his accumulated knowledge and experience allowed him to quickly build himself up to become a force to be reckoned with. After enduring various trials and clashing with his self-proclaimed rival numerous times throughout his journey, he decided to take up the challenge of the Indigo League. In the end, Syl succeeded in his endeavour, defeating his rival and eventually claiming victory in the championship after a hard-fought battle.

Following his victory, he began his journey anew in the Hoenn Region with his trusted partner at his side. Though his first attempt to challenge the Ever Grande Conference nearly ended with his loss against its Elite Four, Syl managed to emerge victorious after a fierce, uphill battle. Deciding to take a slow down from championships after travelling to Kalos, Syl joined Professor Sycamore in researching Mega Evolution and obtained a Keystone of his own, using his newfound breakthrough to challenge the Kalos Region champion. Though the battle ultimately ended in a draw, that did little to discourage the people from seeing him as a champion, in ability if not in name, until his eventual rematch and victory. Despite his win, Syl chose not to officially take on the title of champion, leaving the responsibility to Diantha. Then, while deep into research, Syl received a surprise invitation to attend the Pokétopian Foundation’s battle resort grand opening. And so, he set off on a brand new journey, one unlike any other.

_{[ ❇ ] P E R S O N A L I T Y}

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Sarcastic and quick-witted with a sharp tongue and no filter, Syl can be either irritating or endearing in equal measure depending on his mood. Despite, or perhaps because of, his often spontaneous and constantly multi-tasking nature, he always manages to keep a cool head, no matter the situation. Adventurous and curious beyond measure, he loathes being tied down, viewing the world through an inquiring lens and rarely taking things at face value. A tactical trainer with a penchant for elaborate plays, Syl enjoys the rush of battle just as much as he does the act of interacting with Pokémon itself.

All in all, he is a rather energetic and thoughtful person, if a bit insensitive about boundaries, whether through choice or by nature.

_{[ ❇ ] P O K È M O N}

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• Sai, the Espeon
• Tank, the Tyranitar
• Forge, the Volcanion
• Glacia, the Arctibax
• Blitz, the Absol
• Jade, the Salamence