Compulsive86

Dysfunctioning Just Fine

@Ayla I'm fine with either, I was leaving my last post open for RoccanIronclad to jump in and interact with Fritz but whatever you guys want to do is fine.

My Hero Academia: Of Gods and Men

Makoto followed the other as he made his way back to the group, not all convinced by the others assurances. He stood by the other, bordering on uncomfortably close to keep a better eye on Rush-san. His eyes narrowing slightly when he saw the dark haired teen begin to subconsciously self-harm. Without thinking much about it Makoto’s hand shot out and caught the culprit; forcing Rush-sans hand to the teen’s side. He kept his eyes trained in front of him as he did this, not wanting to see any form of negative reaction his intervening could cause. He sent side glances from time to time though, making sure that the other didn’t start up again.

At this point, while the last student walked up to the statues, Makoto was on high alert. At this point half of the students had had meltdowns of some degree while showing off their quirks, one of them Makoto mostly blamed himself for. Makoto nurturing instincts were already in high gear; no one else will feel upset for the rest of the day, for the rest of the school year if Makoto had anything to say about it. It just wasn’t in his nature to let these kinds of things go lying down.

He kept his face light though, laughing at his teacher Luke-san’s deception, what an interesting quirk! It certainly seemed to fit the young boy, though Makoto did wonder what the real Viper-san was like as the Zach-san went off to wake her. He kept his eye on the last student at all times though, still smiling softly but at this point prepared to set off pheromones if needed to calm everyone down.

Luckily though, Akamine-san seemed emotionally stable enough to perform the task given; lashing out in a violent but still controlled manner against the statues that was somewhat mesmerizing to watch, if not a bit unnerving. The way the others emotions went from impassivity to blood lust back to impassivity made Makoto’s stomach go for a loop. He still managed to clap though, as Akamine-san made his way back to the back of the pack.

Dysfunctioning Just Fine

Fritz peered through the window of his homeroom door before entering; surveying the mass of twenty or so students as they talked, joked, and in general made as much noise as possible before their teacher returned and class started for the day. The chaos caused Fritz to inhale deeply and exhale a rather loud sigh before he even thought about opening the door.

He wanted to go in, he had been looking forward to getting back into a routine for over a week, but as he stood here now, something held him back. There was always a chance that when he entered that everyone would notice him, that even though he spent most of his life in the shadows of his peers that somehow, after all that had transpired, he would become the center of attention. Rumors and gossip spread like wildfire among teenagers and so it was a completely reasonable thought that maybe everyone knew what had happened at Fritz’s home; that all the students in the room would swarm him in a variety of different ways. The very thought made a crawling sensation run down his back.

Logically though, Fritz knew that people didn’t even notice him enough to gossip about him; that no one cared about him enough to question his at home situation or his sudden absence. Fritz knew that no one would even notice him if he entered the room at the very second, that he could slip onto the nearest wall and slowly make his way towards his desk in the second to last row without any trouble and sit in relative silence until his teacher arrived. He also knew that if he waited for the teacher to come into the classroom, the likelihood of people noticing and questioning him would increase significantly. Logically, Fritz knew all of this. But anxiety didn’t follow the rules of logic, even if Fritz did.

So minutes went by with Fritz continuing to look through the window and into the busy classroom; resigning himself to the fact that he would be stuck in there for a while longer as he practiced his breathing techniques.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

I've felt pretty lost of how to enter at this moment.

We Are What We Are

another musical bump, still lots of openings for anyone interested!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Nkf1gI4qIU&index=4&list=PLUQUjTDmJen0gxs7k0Hi5B8D070pVE8Em&t=0s

The Mage Guild of Alsijan

Hiasahi Hisakawa

No picture, sorry

Hiasahi Hisakawa

I Don’t know who you are, nor do i really care

Nicknames: None
Race: Moon Elf
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Appearance:Hisashi stands at a well off height of five reet and six inches, and weighs 150lb. His hair color is a light lavender that at its longest reaches the very bottom of his shoulder blades. His hair texture is abnormal as it is somewhat fluffier and a bit courser than most Moon Elves. His bangs are somewhat long and swept to the right side of his face. He has light, bordering on watery, blue eyes and their is rather slender. His body is lanky with unruly limbs that at times he finds hard to control. His face is an oval shape with a slightly pointy chin. Obviously, like all elves, he has pointed ears and like all Moon Elves his skin is extraordinarily pale, the tips of his limbs becoming a light shade of blue.

Personality: When you think of Hisashi think of a cat. He appears aloof and uncaring most of the time because honestly, he has better things to think about then the world around him. He prefers his own inner world then the outside one. His head is always constantly thinking of millions of different things so he finds hard to communicate; he also appears to lack empathy and can come off as rather rude due to missing social cues. However, don’t let this stop you from trying to get close, deep down Hisashi is extremely loyal towards those he loves and is extremely passionate. He may not know how express his deep love for people and he may not know what love exactly is but he tries to show it the best he can in his own awkward way. His blunt attitude has a way of keeping people calm and putting things in a different perspective. He is also much more tolerant then it would first appear; taking in people’s differences with ease and not expecting them to change or be what society deems as “normal”.

Biography: One of the many adopted children (four in total) of two highly respected Elven mages Hisashi was always a bit different than the rest. Unsociable and seemingly unable to function without aid at times his mothers worried for their eldest child constantly. It was for that reason that one of his mothers, Mama Hinta, took a special interest in his life; not to say she didn’t love and care of all her children equally, she just felt like she needed to help him in more obvious ways.
Because of his Mama Hinta’s constant presence and Hisashi’s own issues Hisashi was raised more like a female Moon Elf than a male. His studies were more focused on scholarly pursuits than other, more physical, tasks due to his trouble with fine and gross motor skills and his overall lack of interest in any type of craft. Luckily Hisashi excelled in not only magic but in various forms of science and mathematics as well. His mothers were so proud of him, the rest of the upper class however, were not.
Despite claiming that all Moon Elves were created equal, and in many ways they are, breaking the mold in this strict society was simply unheard of and gathered a lot of unsavory comments surrounding the Hisakawa family. So for the good of both Hisashi and the rest of the family’s name, Hisashi was sent to train under the guild instead of with his Mama Hinta; something both Hisashi and Mama Hinta didn’t take well.

Affinities: Necromancy and Enchantment
Craft: Alchemy
Magic: Necromancy power: Hisashi specialize in raising complex dead organisms and creating curses. With relative ease he can reanimate sentient creatures which he either uses to gain information from the deceased or to defend himself from other mages. He hardly ever uses them offensively. His other most trained skill is curse casting. He can place anything from large scale obvious curses for immediate effect to well hidden, but just as deadly curses that last for an extended period of time. Note that he hates seeing spirits around him but will barter with them for information
Enchantment: Hisashi uses his power of enchantment for much more offensive purposes. His favorite use is to place extreme negative emotions into another person. Causing uncontrollable fear, anxiety, or sadness to disable and opponent or inciting pure rage to because someone to attack someone else. Another one of his favorites is imputing images that are distracting or painful to another. His most common go to his static that is both hard is ignore and at time physically painful

Skills: Despite not being interested in joining any form of craft Hisashi is quite adept at baking, often sending his family his latest kitchen creations. Also, despite how he may first appear and act, Hisashi loves little children and is always willing to take care of them to the best of his ability. It is fair to say he is better at taking care of them than himself.

Other: If you want to hear more about Hisashi’s issues feel free to ask! (also note that Hisashi is single and ready to mingle (for all the single LADS interested)

Heroes Reborn: Year Six (OPEN)

Date: New Year's Day, 2026 Time: 10:46 A.M , Location: Boston's Redlight District.

Whenever Carter ‘woke up’ he was always greeted with the same thing. And while in a way it was soothing, knowing that when it came he could predict what would happen next, but it was also incredibly annoying. Sort of like that hairy uncle you saw every Christmas; you knew what you were gonna get from him, a weird book on pirates, but you also knew he was going to talk to you non-stop about it for the next two hours and then proceed to write to you to ask if you have read it. In Carter’s case though, it wasn’t and over enthused uncle, it was instead a thought destroying headache.

Like now for instance; when the brunette eyes involuntary flew open again in the first time in whoever knew how long and his body spasmed to a dangerous degree, the first thing he could rationally think of was. Damn, someone chop my head off because this sucks. The young-old man had to tightly clench his eyes shut once more and grind his teeth as he grew accustomed once more to the pain of being alive. That sounded pretty poetic right there. Groaning after another moment of basking in glorious pain slowly began to push himself up from whatever hard surface he happened to by laying on. God, he hoped he wasn’t in a morgue again.

Luckily, sister fate was on side today as he wasn’t lying in an area smelling of chemicals and crying old people, but rather an area smelling of trash and wasted potential. He must be in the red light district; and seeing that he could still faintly smell the salty musk of the ocean, it was safe to say no one moved his corpse from a random alley in Boston to a random alley in another city. Which had happened once, it was a hobo, A hobo named Jackson, A hobo named Jackson with a very strange hobby. Eww, bad memories, not the time.

Ok Carter, time to focus, what was the last thing you remember? You asking me that question. Carter snorted at his own mental joke as his hand absentmindedly found its way underneath his mask and onto his chin; rubbing small circles around the body part as Carter contemplated what had happened before he died.

Eventually, after a few minutes of battling the pounding pain in his skull, Carter was able to recall what had caused his untimely demise. He had been chasing a low ranking thief across the rooftops, like a fucking badass, when the other had finally stopped running and turned to face Carter man to man; something Carter was rather excited about because damn he didn’t like running.

He was less excited though, when he realized that the other was a metahuman waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Suddenly, the shrimp of a man was growing ten times his previous muscle mass and gaining some sharp horns while he was at it too. The man snorted, seeming to blow smoke from his nostrils, before charging at Carter like the raging bull his ability seemed to take inspiration from. The impact of the others body was enough to at least break most of Carter’s ribs, but since the young-old man was near the edge of the building’s roof the metahuman was able to send Carter sailing in the air before free falling to his painful, super painful, death.

He remembered this all while stretching out his limbs; enjoying the deafeningly loud cracks his joints made while doing so. He would have to wait in the alley till nightfall, no one wanted to see a strange masked child walking down the streets of the red light district after all, but when the night falls, Carter will make his way back to his abandoned base, and begin putting into motion the plan for bringing to justice the scary ass meta that put him out of action for what, five days maybe? God, how come no one noticed me in that time? Society these days man. No respect for random corpses. Until then though, he wait patiently, for darkness to fall while maybe trying to play with a few rats along the way.

The Mage Guild of Alsijan

@TaliPaendrag Here's my character! I hope having no picture is ok.

Hiasahi Hisakawa

No picture, sorry

Hiasahi Hisakawa

I Don’t know who you are, nor do i really care

Nicknames: None
Race: Moon Elf
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Appearance:Hisashi stands at a well off height of five reet and six inches, and weighs 150lb. His hair color is a light lavender that at its longest reaches the very bottom of his shoulder blades. His hair texture is abnormal as it is somewhat fluffier and a bit courser than most Moon Elves. His bangs are somewhat long and swept to the right side of his face. He has light, bordering on watery, blue eyes and their is rather slender. His body is lanky with unruly limbs that at times he finds hard to control. His face is an oval shape with a slightly pointy chin. Obviously, like all elves, he has pointed ears and like all Moon Elves his skin is extraordinarily pale, the tips of his limbs becoming a light shade of blue.

Personality: When you think of Hisashi think of a cat. He appears aloof and uncaring most of the time because honestly, he has better things to think about then the world around him. He prefers his own inner world then the outside one. His head is always constantly thinking of millions of different things so he finds hard to communicate; he also appears to lack empathy and can come off as rather rude due to missing social cues. However, don’t let this stop you from trying to get close, deep down Hisashi is extremely loyal towards those he loves and is extremely passionate. He may not know how express his deep love for people and he may not know what love exactly is but he tries to show it the best he can in his own awkward way. His blunt attitude has a way of keeping people calm and putting things in a different perspective. He is also much more tolerant then it would first appear; taking in people’s differences with ease and not expecting them to change or be what society deems as “normal”.

Biography: One of the many adopted children (four in total) of two highly respected Elven mages Hisashi was always a bit different than the rest. Unsociable and seemingly unable to function without aid at times his mothers worried for their eldest child constantly. It was for that reason that one of his mothers, Mama Hinta, took a special interest in his life; not to say she didn’t love and care of all her children equally, she just felt like she needed to help him in more obvious ways.
Because of his Mama Hinta’s constant presence and Hisashi’s own issues Hisashi was raised more like a female Moon Elf than a male. His studies were more focused on scholarly pursuits than other, more physical, tasks due to his trouble with fine and gross motor skills and his overall lack of interest in any type of craft. Luckily Hisashi excelled in not only magic but in various forms of science and mathematics as well. His mothers were so proud of him, the rest of the upper class however, were not.
Despite claiming that all Moon Elves were created equal, and in many ways they are, breaking the mold in this strict society was simply unheard of and gathered a lot of unsavory comments surrounding the Hisakawa family. So for the good of both Hisashi and the rest of the family’s name, Hisashi was sent to train under the guild instead of with his Mama Hinta; something both Hisashi and Mama Hinta didn’t take well.

Affinities: Necromancy and Enchantment
Craft: Alchemy
Magic: Necromancy power: Hisashi specialize in raising complex dead organisms and creating curses. With relative ease he can reanimate sentient creatures which he either uses to gain information from the deceased or to defend himself from other mages. He hardly ever uses them offensively. His other most trained skill is curse casting. He can place anything from large scale obvious curses for immediate effect to well hidden, but just as deadly curses that last for an extended period of time. Note that he hates seeing spirits around him but will barter with them for information
Enchantment: Hisashi uses his power of enchantment for much more offensive purposes. His favorite use is to place extreme negative emotions into another person. Causing uncontrollable fear, anxiety, or sadness to disable and opponent or inciting pure rage to because someone to attack someone else. Another one of his favorites is imputing images that are distracting or painful to another. His most common go to his static that is both hard is ignore and at time physically painful

Skills: Despite not being interested in joining any form of craft Hisashi is quite adept at baking, often sending his family his latest kitchen creations. Also, despite how he may first appear and act, Hisashi loves little children and is always willing to take care of them to the best of his ability. It is fair to say he is better at taking care of them than himself.

Other: If you want to hear more about Hisashi’s issues feel free to ask!

We Are What We Are

@nohbdies@Vega@dragonbutts

I feel like we are getting sidetracked XD.

Not a problem, just an observation

Heroes Reborn: Year Six (OPEN)

Anyone mind telling me what's going on at this exact moment? Or maybe some suggestions in where to jump in?