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JoJo's Bizarre Adventure - Operation: Ground the Harpy

Alouise glance between each member of the group as they either offered their agreement to meet Lily the Pink, or remained silent. Soon enough, she nodded, and pulled out a piece of paper, along with a pen to write on it. She made no particular effort to hide her writing, and anyone who looked over her shoulder would see the following:

Lil,

Five new employees. Extremely high aspirations for their work. Please meet gayly.

Alo.

‘Actually, you know what?’ Kiara piped up abruptly, having snapped out of some deep thought. ‘I think I’d like to stay here, if that’s alright. You’ll need help just as much as this lot, Alouise, and if there’s anybody with the Stand to tackle an influx of Germans, it’s me. They’ll do fine without me, I reckon.’

A slight moment of surprise followed, complete with a soft ‘Oh’, and then Alouise tacitly crossed out the five in her note, replacing it with a four and smiling in her direction. ‘I appreciate it greatly, Miss Oscuro. If you’re sure they’ll be okay, then I have no doubt you’ll be an excellent ally.

‘As for the rest of you, I’ll ensure this note is sent ahead with haste,’ Alouise continued. ‘But otherwise, as Mister... je m'excuse, I never got your name, sir?’ She gestured to Till.

‘Till. Till Lindmann, madame... oiselle?’ The reply came along with a soft smile. Alouise nodded promptly, smiling back in turn.

‘Oui. As Mister Lindmann says, it would be wise for the rest of you to make haste. Ask any questions you have now before you leave, then head to Paris, seek out Lily, and for goodness’ sake, try not to get into too many fights if you can. Nobody wishes for injured recruits.’

@Yankee@Zoey Boey@OwO@Lady Selune

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Anybody available to post? Plenty of stuff and people to interact with at this stage.

NEOTOKYO - Shadow Conflict [Open!]

Tanaka Yukako

_{Interacting with @Lady Selune Caitlyn Ellesworth, @Smike Kazankova Bykov, and @Landaus Five-One Hattori Naomi}

Ah, she knew she had. Another person had shown up, Hattori-sensei if she recalled, and was giving her a look. Damn, that wasn't great, even though she did ask about how long she'd been here. But where Caitlyn- or, ahem, C-sama as she'd requested- only asked where Yukako had seen her before, Bykov-senpai actually went and told Hattori-sensei off for "barging in"- had she, any more than Yukako herself had?- then asked Yu what her job was. Yu! She already had a cute nickname! They'd be great friends, she just knew it!

'Yes, Hattori-senpai, it is! And it's nice to see you too!' she started, deciding to consider each person's question in order and preferred language. 'C-sama- or Miss Caitlyn, right- I uh, I just saw you in the uh, the thing, paper thing, as part of who was in charge of C-class Operational Personnel, which is what my job is, Bykov-senpai- or uh, Miss Bykov if you prefer that! Assault-class, with a multi-purpose directed energy- introduction pamphlet, that's the name of the thing I saw Miss Caitlyn's name in!- directed energy weapon I've been working on! It's really cool! I can fire a laser to create a line of plasmafied air to send an electrical current along it and shock targets, or a short laser pulse to detonate whatever surface it hits, and I can change its output from lethal to non-lethal for when we need to take hostages too! And it uses the thermoptic camouflage recharging mechanisms to build up a charge, so I don't need to worry about running out of power in a longer firefight either! It's so great, and I mean I know what I'm talking about with this, optics have been kind of a special interest for me for a long-!'

Oh! That was Ochisuita-sensei calling for Operational Personnel! That meant her, maybe even some of the others here! Probably not Miss Caitlyn, but maybe Miss Bykov and Hattori-sensei would.

'Okay, it was really, really nice to meet you all!' she exclaimed, clapping gleefully and repeating herself in Japanese for Hattori-sensei's benefit. 'I hope I see you again at the briefing room! Thank you very much!' And with a swift, modest bow, she ran off in the direction of the briefing room. That went really well! She was glad she'd gotten to introduce herself a bit there; she hoped she'd made a good impression.

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Here's your homeroom teacher, chaps. Hopefully we'll be able to get the ball rolling swiftly onward.

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'Sorry I'm late, claaass!'

Into the hall skidded a figure whose gothic aesthetic belied her cheery attitude: a black and blue combat skirt and top, black hair with near-bluenette highlights, and a wide-eyed grin as she examined the hall.

'I got a little caught up with something,' she declared out loud, 'but let's not let that get in the way of your bright futures! If you can see your names under my portrait, follow me to our homeroom!' She- Miss Violet Sapphire, as her portrait deemed her- would wait until the class members gathered up to her, both folks that had been spoken with and those who had yet to be talked to, before striding out in a flash, moving quickly through the halls and up a flight of stairs to a room signed as "E-14". Oddly enough, a hint of cigarette smoke lingered on her person, to those who came close enough to smell it, but she'd be amicable enough to answer any questions asked as they moved through the halls and into the class: a fairly standard classroom, it seemed, cream-painted and with various posters on the walls, of both incitement to Continue the Good Fight and Take on the Robot Menace and such, and more creative works indicating this room would normally be used for art and literature.

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Pardon the delay, folks. Feel free to ask Miss Sapphire any questions both on the way to class and once you all get there, or interact with some of the student NPCs who share a class with you all.

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@Jade Kiyo@Randomness@Psi Force@Lugubrious@FilthyWeeb So, just to keep the game going a bit, would you guys mind providing posts in the IC soon? Or, at least, may I ask whether there's a reason for such a delay on everybody's ends?

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We have our first staff member's profile up in the 0th post of the Characters tab. So feel free to look at that if you like.

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Staff Members

Mechanics and Weapon Training Teacher

Name: Violet Sapphire

Age: 32

Gender: Female

Appearance: Clad in a black, one-piece combat skirt with blue highlights at its edges and a similar blue cape, Violet strikes quite an impressive figure. Just as notably, she stands at a modest 5'4", with a slender athletic figure one might expect from a Sunderer and short-cut, very dark hair that almost appears to fade into a deep blue at its edges. In the presence of students, her expression is almost always excited, even stunningly wide-eyed for her age; when students are impresent, though, she reverts to a more standard look of total disregard for her surroundings, often with a smoke between her lips.

Personality: In the presence of students, Violet makes for a most peppy teacher indeed, showing off her strong sense of justice and her intense love of weapons through her classes: Mechanics, where she shows how to maintain weapons as well as identify weaknesses in the robotic foes of the Sunderers as a whole; and Weapon Training, the actual handling of weapons in both simulated and occasional live-fire combat scenarios.
When she's alone with the adults is a different story. Violet is kind of jaded; less patient teachers may see her as an asshole, whilst more sexist folk might refer to her as a chainsmoking megabitch. Granted, she does inhale a large number of deathsticks a day, insulated from their worse effects by her inherent power, but her apparent bitchiness comes from a resignation of sorts: for all its flaws, the nation needs Sunderers to avoid being devoured by the machines, and the best way to get them is to ensure the students don't see the state's propaganda for what it ultimately is, at least until they're in too deep to back out.

Powers: Violet's basic power is essentially a body-permeating force-field, by her own words "the power emanating from her soul". This protects her from serious harm save from extremely powerful blows, heals very small injuries quickly, and allows her to exert far more strength than somebody of her size ought to by both reinforcing her body structure and rapidly repairing muscle and bone tissue as it suffers microscale damage. Incidentally, this feature also repairs any microscale damage from other sources too, allowing her to recover without permanent disability from most wounds that would otherwise inflict career-ending damage, as well as smoke a hell of a lot of cigarettes without any lasting harm to her lungs or circulatory system.
Her secondary ability, supposedly an extension of this force-field soul power, is a sort of super-speed discorporation: she can disassemble her body, as well as that of any person she is in direct contact with, into a mass of molecular-scale particles that conglomerate into a swarm of "petals", moving around incredibly quickly in this form, then reforming herself and others later on. Naturally, this is extremely potent in combination with sweeping weapon attacks such as those she prefers, as well as for keeping away from danger when it draws close.
However, both of these powers run on an internal energy source of sorts. Her force-field doesn't particularly drain energy in day-to-day use, but the more attacks she takes in a fight, the weaker it grows, and the less effective her discorporation power is; if all of this energy is lost, she cannot use either, greatly lowering her defense and speed, though she retains a decent proportion of her physical ability nonetheless. Even at her weakest, she is still a very highly trained and dangerous Sunderer.

Equipment: Violet's weapon is a transforming combination of sniper rifle and combat scythe. In a melee, she uses the scythe portion as a wide-sweeping weapon, striking many foes at once with a combination of its broad arc and her innate high speed; at range, she can shoot foes from afar with a wide variety of high-caliber bullets. In either case, she is a less effective fighter in hand-to-hand combat, though she is still more than capable of defeating most human warriors in an unarmed melee.

Additional Info: She goes through at least ten packs a day.

Brain in a Can

Name: Alex Grigory

Age: 128

Gender: female

Appearance: Just a plain old brain.

Personality: As she lived over a century as something more inhuman than human, Alex sounds a bit off. Her words may be too blunt or unapologetic and aggressive. It is hard to know whether she means good in her harsh comments or if she just wants to insult people. Countless years of staying inside doing the same things over and over had done enough of negative effects on her.

Backstory: Alex was born with a generic psychic power- she could move stuff with her mind, shoot weak bolts of energy, all the nice stuff. She started training her power ever since youth, soon joining the Sunderers with the nicely honed set of skills. She never stopped training, finding out her limits and going over them. Such process repeated for the countless years she lived. Weak bolts of energy turned to a small thunderstorm, and she could crumple weak robots with just a thought. No doubt, she became one of the strongest psychics in human history.
On one unlucky mission, in an epic fight, her body was broken beyond repair. There was nothing the bleeding edge technology could do about the dying psychic. After all those years, it seemed that Alex's journey had finally come to an end.
Except she had a backup in mind.
Using the overwhelming power she had, the final missing piece of a trick she had been researching was finally finished in her dying moments. Soon, she was a human no more. She was a brain, and a psychic one at that. Preserving herself with her powers, Alex continued on with her duty as a Sunderer. Her power still grew over time, as usual life routine of research continued-only now she had more time as some of the things she had to do as a human being was now unnecessary.
Now stuck with immense amount of energy that may go out of control when not taken care of well, Alex ended up stuck in the Sunderers HQ expending her powers to make sure it didn't go haywire. Her taking part in the education of Sunderer initiates has been a recent try, as many viewed her larger-than-life ideal for training young fighters.

Powers: The Psychic
Alex is a psychic. She can move things using her mind(though there is a limit to the amount of force she can exert), or use her supernatural psychic energy to conjure lightning-like exertion of energy from thin air. The specific mechanics of said psychic energy is vague- sometimes it is like magic, sometimes it is like science. She can mimic matter a bit to form bodies, shoot energy bolts to destroy things, or even render herself technically immortal by preserving her brain and providing necessary nutrition for it. All of this, of course, resulted from her endless training, which only intensified after her turning into a brain.

Equipment:
VOP: Vital Organ Perserver. A piece of tech recovered years after Alex's change, it allows for a human being to survive with only a few vital organs (such as the brain and spine) rigged up to machines in a tube filled with fluid. While this is not a required gear of survival for Alex, it lessens her burden on monitoring herself, so she usually rests in this container.

Principal Man

Name: Darren Hitchcross

Age: 57

Gender: Male

Appearance: An old man with a balding head and a rather well managed beard. He is almost always seen wearing his iconic boonie hat and a sportswear top. Despite his old age, he managed to keep a muscular build with workout routines. He doesn't have any visible scars, only a pair of staring dark brown eyes.

Personality: He is the headmaster of the Institute, and has been for the last ten years. Though he is not a battle hardened veteran who went through nigh impossible missions, but he did prove to be a decent leader by staying in the high rank of the military for dozens of years. He was suggested an honorable role of commanding the war against robots in the frontline, but he declined humbly and agreed to instead focus on educating the young Sunderer initiates.
Darren is a man of honor, emphasizing the honor of Fidelis and its past glory days. While he believes the training method of Sunderers isn't as effective as the way they used to train soldiers, he admits their tactics are more fitting to fight against these inhuman foes.

Fellow Students

Plant Boy Bully

Name: Rick Wrenfield

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Appearance: Quite strongly built for his age, but also somewhat short at only 5'1". He has dark brown hair, brown eyes that belie the hardness in them, and heavily tanned skin. His clothing, interestingly, seems to be of only modest make and quality compared to many other students present.

Personality: Rick is kind of a dick. He's very physically strong and knows it, but moreover he is highly confident in his approach to the world, which gives him the opportunity to bully and otherwise lord it over those he sees as lesser- more specifically, those he feels haven't actually worked for their powers and abilities- and with a degree of crude charisma can handily draw a fairly decent crowd to him given time. In his downtime, he likes to use his power over plants to engage in some light botany, a hobby he doesn't typically discuss. For some reason, he refuses to do anything that might upset one Danver Wilkes.

Powers: Rick's raw strength is very high even for his physique, to the point that he could bring a speeding car to a dead stop with one punch, totalling it in the process. This, however, is purely in terms of output, and being hit by the same car would probably kill him or at least seriously injure him - he can dish it out, but he can't take it, so to speak. This is, however, supplemented by his other ability, acceleration of plant growth and control of their forms, allowing him to build up rapidly-sprouting barriers of wood, lashing vines, and biting flytraps in a fight, not to mention providing mobility in a pinch.

Equipment: Rick's only on-hand combat items are a heavy, reinforced metal tower shield that can take huge hits for him in a pinch, and a punch dagger to further concentrate his attack force into a point for even greater impact damage when push comes to shove.

Mister Nerdo

Name: Danver Wilkes

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Appearance: An almost stereotypical nerd - pale with black hair and eyes, 5'3", and rather skinny to boot. His usual uniforms tend to include at least three pens and one calculator in their ensemble; this frequently consists of a checkered t-shirt with a chest pocket and trousers that are slightly too large for his frame.

Personality: Shy, computer-absorbed, just a bit too friendly with pretty girls. Whilst highly intelligent, Danver is not hugely sociable as a result, and he struggles to speak up for himself in most cases. Whilst he has a bit of a mean streak given the chance to be in charge of something or someone, he also tend to fold like paper if pushed. He does, however, maintain that technology is the key to the world - case in point, the machines that have largely destroyed it.

Powers: Superintelligence is often underrated, and comes in far more forms than merely logical. In Danver's case, his is focused on his proficiency with and speed in constructing a huge range of mechanical and electronic devices, from computers to remote-controlled drones to power armour. With enough time and resources, he can even build quite large and powerful mechas in various forms. Though he greatly prefers not to engage in combat in-person, having no actual superhuman abilities beyond his intellect, he is more than capable of controlling androids or other machines of his design from far away with his mind alone, and in a worst-case scenario he has built a suit of power armour he can pilot personally.

Equipment: Whatever he can craft, usually a number of multi-tools and/or whatever machines he's sent out in his stead.

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So, Purple's character could more or less aimdodge out of the way before the rounds are shot, rather than avoiding the bullets once they've been fired. Good to know.

NEOTOKYO - Shadow Conflict [Open!]

Tanaka Yukako

_{Interacting with @Lady Selune Caitlyn Ellesworth and @Smike Kazankova Bykov}

It had only been a couple of days at work for Yukako so far. This meant that, frankly, she was still getting used to her new accommodations - most of her stuff was still in its boxes. Well, no, a lot of her stuff was in the hands of the Japanese government, actually. Part of the moving in process, at least for her specific situation - security or something, since she was technically on probation for the role. Job stuff, a probation period had happened with her initial police training in Kyoto. It did suck, but oh well, her things were coming through to her, except the engineering bits that had already been transferred to the proper bay in the NSF compound, which was really the point she'd been trying to reach in the first place.

Her new living quarters were on-site. Like, literally in the NSF base, right near all of the buildings. You could get pretty much anywhere in there with a few minutes of walking, and she liked to jog or even run places when she could. In fairness, that didn't factor in clearance so much, and for a C-Class operator on security probation, that clearance was surprisingly limited. Main hall and lounge; shooting range, gym and locker rooms; and in her case as well as a few others, the engineering bay. Those, at least, were what she normally went to. Actually, there were probably other places she could go too, but those were the main ones. Maybe she'd use the engineering bay resources to set up further education later on.

Getting to the main hall took a rather short span of time, was basically the point she wanted to make to herself. It was an activity hub, anyway, with quite a few operatives coming and going at any given moment. Even with just a brief scan, she saw, who was that again, Itou Itsuki- no, wait, that'd be Itou-san, or probably Itou-senpai, like her parents always said. Though actually, he didn't mind, did he? A lot of people minded very much indeed, she didn't, she seemed to recall he didn't either? She'd have to ask again. Same with Mrs. Caitlyn Ellesworth, Ellesworth-sensei; and Miss Kazankova Bykov, Kaz-senpai; and Shunsen-sensei, Mr. Takai Shunsen. But uh, Shunsen-sensei was leaving at this stage, so that left Mrs. Ellesworth and Miss Bykov. Miss Kaz. She could just ask, and she went over to do just that, and also greet them.

'Good morning, Ellesworth-sensei, Bykov-senpai,' she called to them, smiling and waving energetically as she approached. 'It's nice to see you both today! How are you doing?' She used Japanese at first, then switched to English for the basic smalltalk that people liked for some reason, since these guys weren't Japanese. It was actually a little ironic that her English was a bit better than her Japanese - it had faded a touch, but it was her primary language for about twelve years- no, French was, honestly. That still made her tri-lingual by default, though, which everybody loved on a resume, which was probably partly why she'd been let into the NSF too perhaps? Or the police. Both. Had she walked in on a conversation? Shit, she hoped not.