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Real Robot Mecha + Sci-fi RP (Macross/Gundam + Mass Effect style?)

Here she is~

Black Clover: Fool's Arcana

Mm, fair enough. I'll replace that and pop it up, shall I?

Real Robot Mecha + Sci-fi RP (Macross/Gundam + Mass Effect style?)

I may use a screenshot of a mech of mine in MechWarrior Online, if that's alright? I think I know which one, too. She's a pretty mech, I got a real nice pattern and coloring on her.

But, yeah, we can do a 1x1 if nobody else bites. :3

Real Robot Mecha + Sci-fi RP (Macross/Gundam + Mass Effect style?)

More anime style? Sure sure. Still interested, for sure. I always wanted a cool and useful Land/Air Mech, but Battletech doesn't have those, either.

I haven't done a fox girl in a while..

Real Robot Mecha + Sci-fi RP (Macross/Gundam + Mass Effect style?)

Can I direct you to Battletech for some inspiration?

Either way, hello.

Edit: Just saying it sounds like a mercenary group in the Inner Sphere of the Battletech Universe. Less fighting more exploring, perhaps.

Black Clover: Fool's Arcana

Angus McFegel

Angus McFegel
Appearance | 16 | 5’8”/180 lbs | Male | "As an opponent, you're RADICAL!" PERSONALITY: | Angus McFegel is a boisterous young man with an abundance of confidence. He’s friendly, but the size of his personality can make him difficult to approach. All things being equal, he’s the kind of guy that roots for the determined underdog. A very supportive kind of guy, readily cheering on those he would stand by with limitless energy. There isn’t a thing that he decides to do that he doesn’t give his all for. | MAGIC: | Pressure Magic - Allows the user to wield magic as a “flow of pressure”. Users learn to direct the mana within their bodies to achieve this, controlling its “pressure”. The magic, in conjunction with controlling the “pressure”, lends itself well to internal spells, like enhancement or healing, but spells that expel mana from the body are costly, as the pressure quickly evaporates. | SPELLS: SPELL LIST Ohm - Healing Spell - By applying careful and thorough pressure to injuries, they can be encouraged to heal faster. It's not particularly fast, but is very effective. Ast - Defensive Spell - Angus expels a shockwave from his body. This can be done from a body part or from his whole body. Adi - Offensive Spell - Instead of simply expelling magic power, it gathers first and then unleashes in a focused beam, granting him good range at high mana cost. ABILITIES & SKILLS: SKILL LIST Resistance - By directing his mana to high-pressure in an area, Angus can increase his magic resistance to blast-type magics in that area. Physique - Angus Raynor is a well-exercised young man, boasting muscle and physical power. He's been doing some boxing, too. Determination - Once Angus has decided something is worth doing, the only way to stop him is to convince him otherwise. His hard work for the sake of his mother has earned him a great well of Mana, as well. GOALS & FEARS: | To be big enough to inspire the world! | | That he might accidentally hurt someone he’s trying to support, that his feelings might inspire the wrong thing | .............................................................................	He’s always been a stand-up guy. From facing down bullies to going out of his way to play a cool wingman for a heartbroken classmate, Angus strived to be the kind of man he always thought should be exemplary. The son of a merchant, his mother had always been an exceptionally kind touch in his life, despite his lack of wits for business. While his father managed his expansive businesses, she was left in charge of raising him and cultivating his magic ability. Though he showed great capability in terms of power, his technique had always remained lacking. As the years went on, his father grew increasingly weary of this display. Power but no technique. The man blamed his wife’s poor training, and the merchant’s true colors began to show as his patience wore thin. His father always brushed Angus off as too weak to consider when he tried to raise concerns. That all changed when Angus received his grimoire. Suddenly, with spells that understood him, he could stand up to his father. Angus took his training into his own hands, from then on.

Here here here, how's this? It stewed on him enough to arrive at an answer that satisfies me.

The Shadows of Blackwood Keep

o 3o Hmmmm~

🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕

Stratya Durmand

Time: 25th, 10 am
Location: Edwards Estate
Attire: Officer’s Formal
Family Dirk + Crest
Interactions: Duke Gideon @PapaOso, Anastacia @princess, Duchess Victoria
Mentions: Drake @Lava Alckon, Ariella @Tpartywithzombi, Cassius @Helo

She felt a little out of place. Perhaps she should have stepped apart, when Gideon had come to speak to his daugh’er? Too late now. She paused her speaking to take a sip from her cocktail when she heard it. Like there had been a lull in most conversations except hers, perhaps.

”...we could play strip poker.”

She stopped halfway through her cocktail, controlling herself from spitting it out from surprise. The knight managed to swallow it properly. What a wild idea! That was the princess’s voice, alright. That young lady kept surprising Stratya with her free spirit. However, the Princess also seemed to be a bit, ah, danger-prone, perhaps? She could recall hearing of two separate instances. She didn’t want to ruin the Princess’s fun, and besides, Anastacia was an adult. She was old enough to make these decisions for herself.

Yet the knight felt torn. It really didn’t seem like a good idea to let the princess do something like this with people who were ultimately only just new acquaintances, known for days at most. Her safety had to take priority.

Duchess Victoria shouted across the party at her daughter. What a fantastic parent. As Ariella excused herself, Stratya spoke to her before she could leave, "Lady Ariella, le's talk when there's nowt alc'hol involved." She gave the young lady a warm smile and nodded, before downing the rest of her cocktail and turning to Gideon, ”I believe I ‘eard a mat’er I ‘ad bes’ tend to, Duke Gideon. Please, excuse me, as well.” As she turned to put the cocktail on the table, she leaned against the surface to steady herself as things spun a bit. ”Ooh, ‘at’s strong. Heehee.” And tasty. Clearly, she had to take a closer look at the alcohols available to her. On the other hand, getting drunk too quickly took some of the fun out of it. You couldn’t play beer ball with this stuff, you’d be on your ass after one round.

Lord Drake began his performance as Stratya crossed to the Pricness’s table. He’s quite good.

The knight came to stand besides the Princess and her Royal Cushion, and spoke softly to the Princess. It wouldn’t do to disrupt Drake’s performance, ”I am sure you arre awarre I simply cannae le’ you play such a game, Prrincess Anastacia,” she looked as a cocktail was placed into her hand, causing her to pause. She brought the cocktail in front of herself, watching it, before continuing, ”wit’ou’ a.. sui’able perrsonal escorr’. I cannae leave you unprrotected forr such an even', aye? I’ seems nae tasteful to ‘ave a man for t’ job.. S’ppose I’d be t’ woman for i’, then, eh?”

She sat herself at the table and listened as Lord Drake continued to play, ”ooh, he’s qui’e good.” She let the performance dance in her ears, and looked over to Lady Charlotte as she heard Drake’s proclamation. She could make a joke about her being popular, but it was more impressive that she’d written a piece of music to be played, and that it was such a pleasant thing to listen to! ”Lady Charrlotte surre is somethin’. A sweet’earrt and talented, too? Hoo.”

She’d just turned back to the table when she heard everyone gasp, and a body go ‘thump’ to the ground. She turned quickly, but found that so many other bodies were already responding, including Prince Callum and Ariella. What she saw happen next was very interesting, though.

Victoria. What a vile woman. So vicious to her own children. She watched her body language as she berated her son for being drunk off the drinks at the party she arranged. She remembered Victoria's berating of her daughter, just moments ago, for enjoying being a free spirit. Perhaps it was the drink, but Stratya turned in her seat and leaned back on the table, crossing her legs as she held her cocktail up in her hand away from the table. She cupped her other hand to her mouth and shouted up, at Victoria,

“Take off yerr shoes!”

She watched Victoria, waiting to make eye contact and stare her down, as she sipped her cocktail slowly.

a Tale of High Adventure!

d20pfsrd.com/races/other-races/uncomm…

How closed-minded

a Tale of High Adventure!

Have you thought about races like, oh, I dunno, kitsune?