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Life is Strange

19 │ Human │Unlicensed Pharmaceutical Distributor

Physical Appearance

Chloe is a young, rebellious women of average height with pixie cut styled hair dyed a painful shade of cyan. An elaborate tattoo runs down the length of her right arm. A black beanie typically adorns her head, matting her hair and leaving nothing but brightly colored ends sticking out. An open short sleeved green jacket hangs across her thin shoulders revealing the image adorned top beneath featuring something one would expect an edgy punk teenager to wear. A small necklace of bullets hangs from around her neck.

Personality Traits

• *Snarky*
• *Selfish*
• *Rebellious*
• *Mistrusting*
• *Insecure*
• *Possessive*
• *Adventurous*
• *Risk Taking *

Background

The last thing Chloe remembers is being shot.

She had accepted her death and as the pain gave way of numbness and darkness, Chloe was ready to simply disappear...

Then she woke up.

In an instant everything came back. Sharp, loud, and sudden she awoke with a gasp. Though her wound was gone pain seemed to radiate through her body. As if it was confused on whether she was actually alive or not. Barely staying conscious through the pain Chloe eventually managed to get to her feet and tried to figure out where she was.

After coming across an animated skeleton, a panicked scientist, and some kind of cyborg moose Chloe came to the conclusion that no one knew where in the fuck they actually were.

During the first initial days after the COLLAPSE occurred Chloe coped by simply focusing on her survival. Lying, stealing, and fighting all the while fighting off wondering if she was in some kind of nightmare ridden coma or if the fucked up word she found herself in was what the afterlife was supposed to be. When she came to something resembling civilization Chloe stuck around and tried to be apart of it, if only to feel a little safer sleeping at night.

Unable to get actual work Chloe was forced to consort with the criminal elements brewing to make ends meet. Her tough attitude and her casual enjoyment of the illegal actually proved useful landing her the ‘respectable’ career as a glorified drug dealer. For a while she did quite for herself, becoming familiar with a great number of illegal substances that she successfully pawned off on the addicts and desperate people who came to her.

Amidst the chaos and hellish confusion of the Collapse, people were desperate for some kind of relief or pleasure amidst the uncertainty. Drugs proved to be a popular outlet only fueled by the cheer myriads that could be found and made available.

However the ‘good’ times did not last for Chloe. Though she found something resembling a stable lifestyle she was still awash with guilt, anger, and a sense that she didn’t deserve to exist. Unable to face these feelings Chloe began to sample from her own supplies, abusing the very substances she was supposed to sell.

When her profits began to sink a confrontation with her supplier occured and Chloe ended up breaking ties with them.

Unable to continue selling Chloe was evicted from her place of living and forced to some someplace significantly cheaper. With nothing but a handful of drugs and a knife to her name Chloe now tries to live her life, closing her eyes to the problems in front of her...

Skills and Abilities

Growing up in a modern, relatively normal world Chloe knows how to operate motor vehicles, ‘normal’ technology, and has something resembling an education. Her real strengths lie-
*Drugs last longer for her with slightly less ove

Her greatest strength, for better or for worse, is her new found familiarity with the narcotics and drugs of the patchwork world she finds herself in.

Inventory

Butterfly Knife
Lighter
+Pack of Cigarettes
+Med-X x2 (Left 4 Dead Pills)
+Stimpacks x2
+Psycho x2
+Buffout x2
+Jet x2

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist [A Quirky Fighting Game Inspired Roleplay Reboot]

Shippai "Brown" Kasshoku

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⦋ 22 || Japanese || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Brown is a weary and worrying figure with sickly pale skin, dull brown hair, and dark bags under her rotten brown colored eyes. The girl has a very gaunt, but very fit athletic figure with well toned muscles. On her back are blackened lines, like darkened blood vessels, covering the length of her spine and radiating outwards across her whole back. The lines can be seen front as well, with some of the dark lines peeking up over her shoulders slightly.

Despite looking like a girl about to enact some violent massacre Brown is usually seen with a smile on her face. Her genuine happiness and positive attitude doesn't mesh well with her appearance, making her look even more threatening and unnerving then normal. Her typical nomad attire is made up of a hole ridden brown jacket, a belt in place of a bra, camouflaged khaki pants with a belt and shoulder straps, leg wraps, and battered leather boots. In a fight Brown typically ditches her jacket or any other chest wear other then what's covering the mosquito bites passing for her boobs.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Childish

Overactive Imagination

Strong feelings of inferiority

Tries to be optimistic

Persistent

Resentful of 'talented' people

Vindictive

Enjoys being Coddled

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Brown was the result of two powerful Nomads getting together to create a heir worthy of both of their names. Runsu, the Japanese master of the “PUNISHING FIST” and Verga, founder of the School of the Tranquil Wave fighting style, had been in fierce competition with each other since they met one another.

It was only after a rare heart to heart did they find their feelings for each other as well as their desire to pass on their teachings and strength to a child.

Ditching the complexities and responsibilities of getting married, the two went to work and in just a few months Verga had a fully developed ball of life growing inside her. One trip to the hospital later and the vessel which the two Nomads intended to lay all their legacies on was born.

Or so they thought.

Shortly before their child was born tests informed them that something was wrong with it. The baby had Senshinobēn or “Warrior’s Bane”. A hereditary disease/birth defect that was infamous for enfeebling the offspring of otherwise potent fighters. Instead of inheriting the Ki of their parents, those inflicted with Warrior’s Bane were born with Ki levels lower than even that of regular untrained people.

Devastated by the news Verga and Runsu's excitement over the birth of their child was all but extinguished. The birth of their baby girl was met with frustration and bitter disappointment. In a moment of overwhelming negative emotion their daughter's name was decided.

Shippai.
The Japanese word meaning failure.

Despite how she was born the two insisted on training her. Pushing her from the moment she could walk to be strong and excel in what they were good at. Though the blight was apart of who their daughter was, they weren't willing to accept it. Insisting that the bane could be overcome or even 'fixed' if certain methods or training was applied.

Yet as the years pressed on and their daughter grew older, her Ki levels remained absolutely feeble, and the two began to lose patience. Shippai's parents began to get in disagreements and the positive feelings between them became soured. Those feelings trickled down to Shiappi as her parents struggled to see her as anything but one big failure that took up years of their precious lives and served to mock their efforts to be remembered as powerful fighters.

At just 7 years old the little girl didn’t fully understand what the name they gave her meant, but it didn’t take long for her parents feelings to become clear. One day they woke up Shippai and took her out on a hiking trail far away from their home, far away from everything. Finding a bench along the forest path her parents told Shippai to wait there and left.

hey never came back.

For two days she sat and waited for them. Eventually hunger forced her to leave, but she was unable to find her way back home and became lost in the forest. Collapsing amidst the moss and fallen leaves, the little girl was found by a one armed women with fox ears. The women was Matsu, a Kitsune and former nomad who’d been on the rise just a year prior before a match with a particular individual ended with the loss her her arm and the end of her career as a Nomad.

Getting the lost girl something to eat Matsu helped Shippai make her way back home. Upon returning to her house however Shippai found the door locked and through the window she could see it was totally empty.

A nearby realtor explained that the owners of the house had sold the house and it’s contents before separating and heading off to parts unknown.

No number, no message, no remote hint of where they could be. Shippai’s parents were gone.

Abandoned with nowhere to go the little girl didn’t know what else to do but fall to her knees in front of her former home and cry. Unable to bare the sight before her the fox-eared women took the girl back to her home and adopted her as her own.

The first thing Matsu did with her new daughter was give her a proper name. Shippai's old name was thrown away and from then on Matsu began calling her Kasshoku meaning “Brown” like chocolate, hardy Fall leaves, and the life giving soil.

With a new start on life Brown was able to put what happened to her behind her for a while. Living with the kind and loving Kitsune healed her wounded heart. The women, who had no blood relation to her, gave her all the things her parents refused too. Affection, understanding, gifts, and a true sense of worth and appreciation.

Even when Brown failed, Matsu never scolded her or berated her. All that waited for her when she did something wrong was kind words and concern for her well being.

Her parent's faces faded into distant memory as she began to go to school and live a normal life in Japan. For a time Brown could hold her head high and smile. Yet as she met difficulties in school and began to get picked on due to her strange appearance, what her parents believed her to be came flooding back.

A failure.

A weakling.

An inferior pile of flesh.

Just the idea of being born automatically lesser than everyone else angered Brown. She began to get into fights at school and her grades suffered. Seeking an outlet Brown began to physically train herself. At first it was blind training, pushing herself, punching trees, burying herself in pain and strain in order to forget her problems.

Matsu eventually learned what was troubling her and offered to help train her. While the former Nomad’s own style was too Ki-based to be used by the blighted girl, she was able to point her in the right direction to develop her own style. Starting with exercises with a Yo-Yo her adoptive mother had gifted her their first Christmas together, Brown slowly grew into a warrior.

Her muscles hardened, her resolve bolstered, and her poultry almost nonexistent levels of Ki expanded. They were still meager even after a decade of training but the fact they’d expanded at all was a testament to Brown’s hard work. When she turned 18 years old Brown left her home in Japan and began to wander the world, seeking to expand her horizons and learn all she could.

Brown fought in back alley brawls, underground cage matches, and in simple grudge matches against gifted fighters flaunting their natural ‘talent’. At first she earned nothing but bitter losses and the taste of her own blood. Yet slowly she began to accumulate wins, pushed harder and harder to succeed and grow as the memory of her parents actions festered inside her.

Many of the people she faced on her journeys tried to convince her no matter how hard she worked, there were some things she simply couldn’t do.

Those people ended up choking on their own teeth with crushed ribs and arms broken like popsicle sticks.

At twenty two years old Brown decided that she would prove her parents wrong. She would become a strong Nomad. The strongest Nomad. She would fight and leave people born ‘better’ than her on their knees crippled and robbed of the gifts they mocked her with.

Brown would make her parents regret what they did and admit they were wrong.

No matter who had to die for that to happen.

Steeling herself Brown got ready to join a fighting tournament in Jio. However Matsu’s instance on making her a packed lunch (which turned into several dozen) caused her to miss the sign ups and the initial rounds of the tournament itself. Outside the stadium she encountered a number of thugs and did battle with them, joined by a doctor and a number of other strange individuals.

When robots attacked the stadium Brown joined the fray, using her FULL RELEASE ability to rip the leg off a massive robot and use it as a club to deal tremendous damage to it. Collapsing and blacking out from the pain and strain Brown survived, treated by the doctor she tagged along with him and the group around him seeing them as 'friends'.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Brown’s fighting style is vicious and wholly unrestrained, emulating traditional martial arts to a degree but ultimately boiling down to self-taught bare knuckled improvisation. She focuses on largely Ki-less fighting balanced around close quarters fighting and the swinging of a Yo-yo with a particular use of hard contact strikes over energy based attacks. Closed fists, elbows, knees, and even headbutts, anything to drive into the enemy to make them hurt. Her moves have a balance of reach and verticality, with her Yo-Yo allowing her to strike at enemies who might otherwise be out of reach.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Warrior’s Bane]

[One of the only good things to come out of being a diseased weakling. Thanks to the nature of Brown's hereditary illness her Ki is naturally more difficult to sense. This passive 'ability makes regular Ki-sensing and similar techniques that revolve around seeing, locating, or feeling Ki are largely ineffective against Brown. It also makes it extremely difficult to tell how much Ki she has, preventing her enemies from easily gauging her strength.]

■ [Fresh Blood Surge]

[Through direct overclocking of her adrenal glands and liver, Brown can detox great quantities of her blood while flooding the fresh blood with adrenaline. This allows her to flush poisons out of her body and burn off any anesthesia or sleep inducing substances introduced or exposed to her body. (Usable once per fight)]

■ [Heddodibaida "HEAD DIVIDER"]

[A vicious grab breaker move where upon being grappled, Brown lurches forward or backwards and delivers a headbutt straight to the face of her opponent. The force of the blow is significant, but leaves her temporarily dizzied after use. Move cannot be used in rapid succession.]

■ [Sukaisendā "SKY SENDER"]

[Through vigorously toned lower body muscles Brown kicks off the ground and launches upwards in an elbow uppercut, smashing the hard end of her arm into any enemy directly in front of or above her with an unpleasant degree of force. This move allows her to strike at flying or floating targets who would otherwise appear out of her reach.]

■ [Āmīrippā "ARMY RIPPER"]

[Dropping to the ground or kicking off into the air, Brown throws out her leg and enters into a violent spin. Smashing away anything or anyone unfortunate enough to be caught in the spinning circular saw motion. This wide reaching attack can strike at multible targets or opponents surrounding her weather directly around or above her.]

■ [Taikutsunakiba "FADED FANG"]

[By flowing her Ki into a simple Yo-yo and back into her own body, Brown can make a simple toy as hard as a steel mace. Swinging it around she can whip or thrash enemies at a range, able to hurl, spin, and throw the Yo-Yo to hit just about anywhere the string can reach.]

■ [Shīrudosupin "Shield Spin" ]

[Whipping her Yo-yo in a circular motion, building up momentum and speed, Brown holds it out in front of her. The Yo-yo whips around like a propeller acting as a shield, deflecting or destroying any incoming projectiles.]

■ [Chigēmu "BLOOD GAME"]

[A combo move where Brown throws out her Yo-yo and wraps it around an opponent. Pulling them forward she smashes them with her elbow, then pulls back on the string to yank them into another attack, and another, and another before pulling the string and sending them into a spin where she delivers a kick to the back of their head.]

SUPER MOVES

■ [GIGA-TUMMO]

[The body control temperature technique g-tummo taken to the extreme. After years of training Brown can control her body temperature and raise it to to the point her skin scalds others and melts ice on contact. When activated Brown’s skin becomes flushed and she begins to steam, becoming highly resistant to cold and low temperature based attacks. At the same time her touch attacks gain additional burning damage and she becomes difficult to grab or grapple by others without being scalded by her high temperature skin. Giga-Tummo only asks a few minutes as making her body too hot for too long can have detrimental effects on her health.]

■ [Fururirīsu “FULL RELEASE”]

[Suppressing her body’s natural regulator functions, Brown can push her muscles, organs, and nervous system to extreme lengths. Adrenaline production sky rockets, her heart thunders behind her ribs, and her muscles harden with new found strength. When active Full Release doubles Brown’s movement speed, reaction times, and physical strength. However Brown can only use Full Release for 1 (5?) minutes in total as the power comes from taxing her body and not from Ki usage. Muscles snap, blood vessels burst, and bones break under the force of her own blows.

Once Full Release times out Brown’s attacks become weaker, her movement speed is halved, and she’s left with whatever injuries she sustained from her super charged strikes for the rest of the match.]

■ [Sourusurō “SOUL THROW”]

[Pooling every single drop of her meager Ki reserves into a single attack Brown launches a golf ball sized orb of Ki at her enemy from one of her limbs. While the amount of Ki is small, it’s super condensed and fired off with the full force of her fighting spirit. What would normally be a meager, spammable Ki attack for anyone else, is turned into a defense piercing attack.

Hair stands on end, her eyes dilate, and the flesh of the limb she channels her Ki into gets hot. Lunging the limb out a small concentrated ball of dark almost hazel colored Ki is release. It cuts through the air in a spiraling motion, tearing through anything in it’s path from sheer rotation force and heat, moving and hitting like a shot fired from an anti-material rifle.

While penetrative and very accurate, the attack requires all of Brown’s Ki. If she whiffs the shot or the enemy simply doesn’t go down upon being hit, she’s basically lost. While she can stay standing for a little while after using the attack, it’s normal for her to collapse or outright blackout after firing from the strain.]

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Brown suffers from a hereditary disease that prevented her from inheriting her parents power and started her off in life with far below average Ki. It took her countless years of brutal training just to get to the point of being above average. Even with her best efforts Brown will always have an unimpressive amount of Ki and will be at a disadvantage against those who were born with plenty of it. On top of that she can be incredibly sensitive and easily manipulated by her own feelings of weakness.

Her fighting style, while being balanced and well ranged, lacks any potent Ki-based abilities. Up against a powerful Ki user or a fighter with specialized defense against martial attacks, Brown's in deep trouble.

OTHER

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Despite being a 'Nomad' Brown enjoys making regular trips home when injured or unable to train in order to check up on her adoptive mother. When unable to travel back she makes frequent phone calls (when she can steal a phone or mooch a free call of someone) to her.

Brown is normally a rather pleasant person to be around, despite her tenancies to eat other peoples food and in general act weird. However when it comes to naturally gifted people she can be rather cruel, often going out of her way to intentionally sabotage or ruin things for otherwise good people because she sees them as an enemy due to the breaks they caught in life...

Brown likes going without a shirt and walking around with just a belt covering her chest bits. Why people would have a problem with this is legitimately lost on Brown.

Brown's Win Quotes

-Work In Progress-

Matsu Kasshoku

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⦋ 112 || Japanese || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Matsu takes the form of a young women around 25 years old. She stands around 5 feet 11 inches and has short cut golden blond hair, the color of freshly cut idyllic wheat. A pair of fox ears sticks up from the top of her head with white fur marking the tips. Her skin as a sunny, fair complexion that gives a wild yet regal air to her even in the most violent and degrading of circumstances. While physically healthy with a lithe, toned athletic figure one would expect to see on a martial artist Matsu is missing her right arm. Severed above the elbow the grievous wound has since scarred over. It remains covered in a folded up sleeve at all times.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

• Supportive
• Nurturing
• Mischevious
• Funloving
• Embittered
• Spiteful

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
Matsu was born in the mountains of Japan in the early 1900s. A part of a litter of twelve steppe Kitsune, mystical fox-like creatures capable of controlling the wind with their tails and shape-shifting. Her youth was spent the same as many other Kitsunes; Toying with humans and pulling all kinds of frustration inducing and unnerving tricks on them. Japan was a beautiful place with a rich culture, however the rather stern disposition of the people made them incredibly gratifying to bother and harass with trickery.

Many Kitsunes well into their nine tails were content with living as mischievous spirits. Matsu however grew bordered and frustrated with her siblings. Seeking to break away from the life other Kitsunes led Matsu looked for something drastic to set herself apart. One day she slipped into a mountain top monastery and caught sight of many monks practicing their martial arts.

Watching from the shadows Matsu felt entranced by the movements and strange elegance of what the humans did. For a time she watched but eventually grew confident enough to try and mimic them, slowly learning on her own until seeking proper instruction. For years afterwards Matsu spent her days studying countless martial arts, filling her days with fights against skilled humans and other other Yokai of Japan.

A great many number of human years passed and Matsu found herself an accomplished fighter. During that time the nation of Japan became embroiled in a great number of wars, including two "World Wars". It was during the second of the two "World Wars" that Matsu witnessed terrible acts of destruction. She became mistrustful, if not somewhat hateful towards militant human organizations after seeing the horrific things done by both the foreign invaders and the native people of her land.

With two cities reduced to ashen graves in brilliant blasts of light and heat, Matsu saw fit to leave Japan and seek what the rest of the world had to offer. On her adventures she was joined by her young sister who was eager to tag along. Decades past and upon reaching her 100th birthday Matsu gained her second tail. Her growth and tales of her fighting prowess earned her the attention of a wonderful mate. At the same time her sister had learned enough from her to go off on her own.

For a time everything for Matsu seemed perfect.

Then one day it all came crashing down.

Matsu encountered a strange being, a werewolf of a most fearsome and viscous demeanor. She came to blows with the werewolf in a clash for her life. Though she survived her fighting ability simply wasn't enough and her arm was cut clean from her body. The loss of the limb destroyed the style she had developed over nearly 100 years and crushed her fighting capability. Her humiliation and near death shamed her mate, causing him to leave her for good.

Around the same time Matsu received word that her sister, who was traveling with a doctor had died under tragic circumstances.

Abandoned, broken, humiliated, and deprived of those she loved Matsu returned to Japan. She settled down in a forest thinking only of escaping the sorrow and sadness she was burdened with. A few years passed and her heart remained wounded.

Then one day, while walking through the woods, Matsu came upon a little girl crying on a forest path near a bench. Comforting the girl, assuming her to simply be lost, Matsu led her out of the woods and tried to help her find her parents. After just a little bit of searching it became clear that her parents had abandoned her and left the country all together.

Unwilling to leave the human girl to fend for herself Matsu took the child in, giving her the name "Brown" to replace the insulting name given to the child at birth. For years the Kitsune lived in the woods with the sickly child. Teaching her, feeding her, and helping her to grow strong while giving her the love she seemed to have been deprived of.

Having Brown in her life made Matsu able to forget the pain of losing her arm, her sister, and the pain of losing her mate and the chance to have a child of her own.

Years passed and Brown eventually sought to leave and travel the world to grow stronger. Matsu allowed her to go with her blessing and a small mountain of packed lunches.

With Brown's absence however came all the doubts, fears, and shame that Matsu had tried so hard to bury with her new found happiness. It became impossible for her not to relive the moment of her humiliating defeat and the death of her sister. Worse yet is Matsu remembered that the little girl she had come to care for was human, and as a Kitsune she was capable of outliving her several dozen times over.

Seeking some means of dashing her fears Matsu began to retrain herself to fight with one arm. Years have passed since that decision and now Matsu finds herself ready to step onto the world stage once more. Eager to support brown and seek a remedy for the pain in her life.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE
Before the loss of her arm Matsu fought with a fluid mix of martial arts (and similar sects of fightIng) that she had come to learn over her many years of study and travel. With the loss of her right arm however she became unable to use the style effective as it required the use of two functional arms.

Working hard however Matsu has worked to salvage what she learned and re-apply it to her current state of being.

Now Matsu fights using her remaining left arm, legs, her ability to manipulate wind, and her innate kitsune trickery. Her fighting style is fast and relies on precise defence penetrating strikes, deception, and agility. Striking where her enemies are most vulnerable and ‘widening’ those vulnerabilities to abuse further.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Pinpoint Strike]

[With her hand flat Matsu lungs out with her arm and strikes an enemy, delivering a tremendous amount of force to a small area through her fingertips to deal an armor-crushing penetrative blow.]

■ [Knee Breeze]

[With an enemy close Matsu thrusts out her knee, focusing her ki into the cap and twisting the air in front of it to give a drill-like spin to the blow capable of ripping flesh and mangling reinforced steel. ]

■ [Air Injection]

[An anti-hold technique Matsu developed out of a fear of someone abusing the fact she only had a single arm. By running her ki through her arm she can strengthen and stiffen the fine hairs along it, turning them into what amount to tiny hypodermic needles. By running air through/along the hairs Matsu is able to ‘inject’ high pressure bubbles into any flesh/material in close proximity with her skin. Upon entering into flesh, stone, or metal, the bubbles rapidly expand and cause devastating damage.

More than enough to destroy any restrains binding her arm or injure any limb grappling her own.]

■ [Transformation]

[Using her innate Kitsune ability Matsu can transform herself to look like another person regardless of gender, size, or build. Though she does not inherent that individual's strength, abilities, or the proper use of their working right arms, she is able to mimic their appearance and voices perfectly with only her shadow giving her away.

Though not particularly effective in direct confrontations Matsu can use this to devastating effect in debilitating psychological attacks on her enemies. Taking the form of those they care about or held dear and angering them or wounding their confidence by saying horrible things to them. Out of combat she can use her ability to escape trouble by disguising or fish for information by posing as others.]

■ [Aerial Mine]

[Compressing gases into a ball and binding them with her ki, Matsu is able to create a baseball sized directional 'mine' of sorts. When touched or disturbed it will 'unfurl' like a tightly wound ball of razor wire erupting and slashing the one who disturbed it, unleashing a sudden swirl of steel cutting gales. Invisible to the naked eye Matsu is able to stick these 'mines' to anything, even herself, to set up traps and use for tricks. However Matsu is only able to make two of these mines at once and they are detectable by those with powerful senses or sensors. ]

SUPER MOVES

■ [KAMIKAZI DIVINE WIND OF DESTRUCTION!]

[Focusing all her ki into her left arm Matsu begins to pull in gases from the environment around her. She compresses them into a disk suspended above her open palm. Then she begins to spin the disk. Fast and faster, amassing insane speed and momentum with every momentum. Until the disk of compressed air looks like a miniature hurricane in her palm, whipping the air around it like a proper storm.

Racing towards her enemy Matsu swings out her arm as if it were a sword and slams the disk into her enemy. The spinning disk of compressed air cuts like an anti-material saw, finer and sharper than any normal blade crafted by mortal hands could. It pierces all but the most significant of defences, parting any material it comes in contact with so cleanly you would never expect they were connected to begin with.

Matsu can only maintain the ‘saw’ for so long however and while capable of throwing it, the saw dissipates rapidly after leaving her palm. ]

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
Matsu is fast, precise, and skilled. However powerful she may be however in contests of raw strength of overt physical force she will likely lose. Her power and fighting style relies on the precise application of power. Broader demands for physical strength leave her at a disadvantage. The loss of one of her arm also leaves her at something of a disadvantage leaving her right side vulnerable to attacks and difficult to defend under normal circumstances. Her attacks and fighting style usually require close contact to work, meaning fights at a distance are a losing proposition for her.

OTHER

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Matsu is more or less Brown's surrogate mother. As a result she enjoys doting on Brown and is extremely protective of her.

Test

Shippai "Brown" Kasshoku

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⦋ 22 || Japanese || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Brown is a weary and worrying figure with sickly pale skin, dull brown hair, and dark bags under her rotten brown colored eyes. The girl has a very gaunt, but very fit athletic figure with well toned muscles. On her back are blackened lines, like darkened blood vessels, covering the length of her spine and radiating outwards across her whole back. The lines can be seen front as well, with some of the dark lines peeking up over her shoulders slightly.

Despite looking like a girl about to enact some violent massacre Brown is usually seen with a smile on her face. Her genuine happiness and positive attitude doesn't mesh well with her appearance, making her look even more threatening and unnerving then normal. Her typical nomad attire is made up of a hole ridden brown jacket, a belt in place of a bra, camouflaged khaki pants with a belt and shoulder straps, leg wraps, and battered leather boots. In a fight Brown typically ditches her jacket or any other chest wear other then what's covering the mosquito bites passing for her boobs.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Childish

Overactive Imagination

Strong feelings of inferiority

Tries to be optimistic

Persistent

Resentful of 'talented' people

Vindictive

Enjoys being Coddled

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Brown was the result of two powerful Nomads getting together to create a heir worthy of both of their names. Runsu, the Japanese master of the “PUNISHING FIST” and Verga, founder of the School of the Tranquil Wave fighting style, had been in fierce competition with each other since they met one another.

It was only after a rare heart to heart did they find their feelings for each other as well as their desire to pass on their teachings and strength to a child.

Ditching the complexities and responsibilities of getting married, the two went to work and in just a few months Verga had a fully developed ball of life growing inside her. One trip to the hospital later and the vessel which the two Nomads intended to lay all their legacies on was born.

Or so they thought.

Shortly before their child was born tests informed them that something was wrong with it. The baby had Senshinobēn or “Warrior’s Bane”. A hereditary disease/birth defect that was infamous for enfeebling the offspring of otherwise potent fighters. Instead of inheriting the Ki of their parents, those inflicted with Warrior’s Bane were born with Ki levels lower than even that of regular untrained people.

Devastated by the news Verga and Runsu's excitement over the birth of their child was all but extinguished. The birth of their baby girl was met with frustration and bitter disappointment. In a moment of overwhelming negative emotion their daughter's name was decided.

Shippai.
The Japanese word meaning failure.

Despite how she was born the two insisted on training her. Pushing her from the moment she could walk to be strong and excel in what they were good at. Though the blight was apart of who their daughter was, they weren't willing to accept it. Insisting that the bane could be overcome or even 'fixed' if certain methods or training was applied.

Yet as the years pressed on and their daughter grew older, her Ki levels remained absolutely feeble, and the two began to lose patience. Shippai's parents began to get in disagreements and the positive feelings between them became soured. Those feelings trickled down to Shiappi as her parents struggled to see her as anything but one big failure that took up years of their precious lives and served to mock their efforts to be remembered as powerful fighters.

At just 7 years old the little girl didn’t fully understand what the name they gave her meant, but it didn’t take long for her parents feelings to become clear. One day they woke up Shippai and took her out on a hiking trail far away from their home, far away from everything. Finding a bench along the forest path her parents told Shippai to wait there and left.

hey never came back.

For two days she sat and waited for them. Eventually hunger forced her to leave, but she was unable to find her way back home and became lost in the forest. Collapsing amidst the moss and fallen leaves, the little girl was found by a one armed women with fox ears. The women was Matsu, a Kitsune and former nomad who’d been on the rise just a year prior before a match with a particular individual ended with the loss her her arm and the end of her career as a Nomad.

Getting the lost girl something to eat Matsu helped Shippai make her way back home. Upon returning to her house however Shippai found the door locked and through the window she could see it was totally empty.

A nearby realtor explained that the owners of the house had sold the house and it’s contents before separating and heading off to parts unknown.

No number, no message, no remote hint of where they could be. Shippai’s parents were gone.

Abandoned with nowhere to go the little girl didn’t know what else to do but fall to her knees in front of her former home and cry. Unable to bare the sight before her the fox-eared women took the girl back to her home and adopted her as her own.

The first thing Matsu did with her new daughter was give her a proper name. Shippai's old name was thrown away and from then on Matsu began calling her Kasshoku meaning “Brown” like chocolate, hardy Fall leaves, and the life giving soil.

With a new start on life Brown was able to put what happened to her behind her for a while. Living with the kind and loving Kitsune healed her wounded heart. The women, who had no blood relation to her, gave her all the things her parents refused too. Affection, understanding, gifts, and a true sense of worth and appreciation.

Even when Brown failed, Matsu never scolded her or berated her. All that waited for her when she did something wrong was kind words and concern for her well being.

Her parent's faces faded into distant memory as she began to go to school and live a normal life in Japan. For a time Brown could hold her head high and smile. Yet as she met difficulties in school and began to get picked on due to her strange appearance, what her parents believed her to be came flooding back.

A failure.

A weakling.

An inferior pile of flesh.

Just the idea of being born automatically lesser than everyone else angered Brown. She began to get into fights at school and her grades suffered. Seeking an outlet Brown began to physically train herself. At first it was blind training, pushing herself, punching trees, burying herself in pain and strain in order to forget her problems.

Matsu eventually learned what was troubling her and offered to help train her. While the former Nomad’s own style was too Ki-based to be used by the blighted girl, she was able to point her in the right direction to develop her own style. Starting with exercises with a Yo-Yo her adoptive mother had gifted her their first Christmas together, Brown slowly grew into a warrior.

Her muscles hardened, her resolve bolstered, and her poultry almost nonexistent levels of Ki expanded. They were still meager even after a decade of training but the fact they’d expanded at all was a testament to Brown’s hard work. When she turned 18 years old Brown left her home in Japan and began to wander the world, seeking to expand her horizons and learn all she could.

Brown fought in back alley brawls, underground cage matches, and in simple grudge matches against gifted fighters flaunting their natural ‘talent’. At first she earned nothing but bitter losses and the taste of her own blood. Yet slowly she began to accumulate wins, pushed harder and harder to succeed and grow as the memory of her parents actions festered inside her.

Many of the people she faced on her journeys tried to convince her no matter how hard she worked, there were some things she simply couldn’t do.

Those people ended up choking on their own teeth with crushed ribs and arms broken like popsicle sticks.

At twenty two years old Brown decided that she would prove her parents wrong. She would become a strong Nomad. The strongest Nomad. She would fight and leave people born ‘better’ than her on their knees crippled and robbed of the gifts they mocked her with.

Brown would make her parents regret what they did and admit they were wrong.

No matter who had to die for that to happen.

Steeling herself Brown got ready to join a fighting tournament in Jio. However Matsu’s instance on making her a packed lunch (which turned into several dozen) caused her to miss the sign ups and the initial rounds of the tournament itself...

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Brown’s fighting style is vicious and wholly unrestrained, emulating traditional martial arts to a degree but ultimately boiling down to self-taught bare knuckled improvisation. She focuses on largely Ki-less fighting balanced around close quarters fighting and the swinging of a Yo-yo with a particular use of hard contact strikes over energy based attacks. Closed fists, elbows, knees, and even headbutts, anything to drive into the enemy to make them hurt. Her moves have a balance of reach and verticality, with her Yo-Yo allowing her to strike at enemies who might otherwise be out of reach.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Warrior’s Bane]

[One of the only good things to come out of being a diseased weakling. Thanks to the nature of Brown's hereditary illness her Ki is naturally more difficult to sense. This passive 'ability makes regular Ki-sensing and similar techniques that revolve around seeing, locating, or feeling Ki are largely ineffective against Brown. It also makes it extremely difficult to tell how much Ki she has, preventing her enemies from easily gauging her strength.]

■ [Fresh Blood Surge]

[Through direct overclocking of her adrenal glands and liver, Brown can detox great quantities of her blood while flooding the fresh blood with adrenaline. This allows her to flush poisons out of her body and burn off any anesthesia or sleep inducing substances introduced or exposed to her body. (Usable once per fight)]

■ [Heddodibaida "HEAD DIVIDER"]

[A vicious grab breaker move where upon being grappled, Brown lurches forward or backwards and delivers a headbutt straight to the face of her opponent. The force of the blow is significant, but leaves her temporarily dizzied after use. Move cannot be used in rapid succession.]

■ [Sukaisendā "SKY SENDER"]

[Through vigorously toned lower body muscles Brown kicks off the ground and launches upwards in an elbow uppercut, smashing the hard end of her arm into any enemy directly in front of or above her with an unpleasant degree of force. This move allows her to strike at flying or floating targets who would otherwise appear out of her reach.]

■ [Āmīrippā "ARMY RIPPER"]

[Dropping to the ground or kicking off into the air, Brown throws out her leg and enters into a violent spin. Smashing away anything or anyone unfortunate enough to be caught in the spinning circular saw motion. This wide reaching attack can strike at multible targets or opponents surrounding her weather directly around or above her.]

■ [Taikutsunakiba "FADED FANG"]

[By flowing her Ki into a simple Yo-yo and back into her own body, Brown can make a simple toy as hard as a steel mace. Swinging it around she can whip or thrash enemies at a range, able to hurl, spin, and throw the Yo-Yo to hit just about anywhere the string can reach.]

■ [Shīrudosupin "Shield Spin" ]

[Whipping her Yo-yo in a circular motion, building up momentum and speed, Brown holds it out in front of her. The Yo-yo whips around like a propeller acting as a shield, deflecting or destroying any incoming projectiles.]

■ [Chigēmu "BLOOD GAME"]

[A combo move where Brown throws out her Yo-yo and wraps it around an opponent. Pulling them forward she smashes them with her elbow, then pulls back on the string to yank them into another attack, and another, and another before pulling the string and sending them into a spin where she delivers a kick to the back of their head.]

SUPER MOVES

■ [GIGA-TUMMO]

[The body control temperature technique g-tummo taken to the extreme. After years of training Brown can control her body temperature and raise it to to the point her skin scalds others and melts ice on contact. When activated Brown’s skin becomes flushed and she begins to steam, becoming highly resistant to cold and low temperature based attacks. At the same time her touch attacks gain additional burning damage and she becomes difficult to grab or grapple by others without being scalded by her high temperature skin. Giga-Tummo only asks a few minutes as making her body too hot for too long can have detrimental effects on her health.]

■ [Fururirīsu “FULL RELEASE”]

[Suppressing her body’s natural regulator functions, Brown can push her muscles, organs, and nervous system to extreme lengths. Adrenaline production sky rockets, her heart thunders behind her ribs, and her muscles harden with new found strength. When active Full Release doubles Brown’s movement speed, reaction times, and physical strength. However Brown can only use Full Release for 1 (5?) minutes in total as the power comes from taxing her body and not from Ki usage. Muscles snap, blood vessels burst, and bones break under the force of her own blows.

Once Full Release times out Brown’s attacks become weaker, her movement speed is halved, and she’s left with whatever injuries she sustained from her super charged strikes for the rest of the match.]

■ [Sourusurō “SOUL THROW”]

[Pooling every single drop of her meager Ki reserves into a single attack Brown launches a golf ball sized orb of Ki at her enemy from one of her limbs. While the amount of Ki is small, it’s super condensed and fired off with the full force of her fighting spirit. What would normally be a meager, spammable Ki attack for anyone else, is turned into a defense piercing attack.

Hair stands on end, her eyes dilate, and the flesh of the limb she channels her Ki into gets hot. Lunging the limb out a small concentrated ball of dark almost hazel colored Ki is release. It cuts through the air in a spiraling motion, tearing through anything in it’s path from sheer rotation force and heat, moving and hitting like a shot fired from an anti-material rifle.

While penetrative and very accurate, the attack requires all of Brown’s Ki. If she whiffs the shot or the enemy simply doesn’t go down upon being hit, she’s basically lost. While she can stay standing for a little while after using the attack, it’s normal for her to collapse or outright blackout after firing from the strain.]

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Brown suffers from a hereditary disease that prevented her from inheriting her parents power and started her off in life with far below average Ki. It took her countless years of brutal training just to get to the point of being above average. Even with her best efforts Brown will always have an unimpressive amount of Ki and will be at a disadvantage against those who were born with plenty of it. On top of that she can be incredibly sensitive and easily manipulated by her own feelings of weakness.

Her fighting style, while being balanced and well ranged, lacks any potent Ki-based abilities. Up against a powerful Ki user or a fighter with specialized defense against martial attacks, Brown's in deep trouble.

OTHER

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Despite being a 'Nomad' Brown enjoys making regular trips home when injured or unable to train in order to check up on her adoptive mother. When unable to travel back she makes frequent phone calls (when she can steal a phone or mooch a free call of someone) to her.

Brown is normally a rather pleasant person to be around, despite her tenancies to eat other peoples food and in general act weird. However when it comes to naturally gifted people she can be rather cruel, often going out of her way to intentionally sabotage or ruin things for otherwise good people because she sees them as an enemy due to the breaks they caught in life...

Brown likes going without a shirt and walking around with just a belt covering her chest bits. Why people would have a problem with this is legitimately lost on Brown.

Brown's Win Quotes

-Work In Progress-

Long Live Equestria: An Adventurous My Little Pony Roleplay

Christ on the cross why did that take so long? I'm sorry everyone I'm a mess right now. Been under a lot of stress, struggling with motivation, sleeping, taking care of myself, everything.

I posted in response to everyone who has posted so far. Please forgive me for taking as long as I did.

Is anyone still around?

Long Live Equestria: An Adventurous My Little Pony Roleplay

Location: Bellbrooke Walls

Mentions: @Daglobster@Raddum

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Thundering’s crossbow bolt cut through the icy winter air with audible force as the skeletons charged through the slushed and snow towards the wall. Though the leader of the bleached collection of dog teething treats saw the guard atop the wall taking aim, it made not attempt to dodge or even move evasively. It simply charged ahead with weapon raised and skin stripped jaw open in a soundless cry of battle.

The crossbow bolt flew and quickly made contact with the leader skeleton’s torso. Had Thundering been shooting at a being of flesh and blood her shot would have pierce clean through their heart, killing them. However the skeleton was devoid of such things and the steel bolt simply few through the empty space between their ribs, glancing off the spine and sending small chips of bone into the air before punching into a nearby tree.

Unphased by the shot the lead skeleton continued its charge even as it’s boney brethren met similar fire. Taking single fire rifle shots, javelins, and thrown hatchets from the other guards that began to assemble on the wall facing the forest. However the projectiles had little effect on the undead and they quickly closed on the stone wall that separated them from the town.

However the skeletons, in their preoccupation with the fleshy vulnerable guards atop the wall, had completely missed the hulking Diamond dog that had already crushed one of their ranks. As one skeleton turned to face Romt it was met with his sledgehammer and all but exploded from the force of the impact. Hardened bones split like popsicle sticks beneath a truck tire, collapsing into powder and splinters as the limbs and larger fragments of bone flew out in all directions like shrapnel.

Each and every skeleton, especially the leader, slide to an awkward stop through the snow and turned their gaze on Romt. Even as guards continued to fire on them from the wall the skeletons stared at the hulking, fleshy wall of a canine. Had the undead been capable of feeling fear, they would have quivered the way any sane made would at the sight of what they were up against.

Fueled only by purpose however the skeletons did not hesitate. As soon as they registered the Diamond Dog as a threat, they charged towards it with the lead skeleton running up and swinging it’s obsidian bladed Macuahuitl at Romt with the full force it could muster from it’s animated limbs.

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Location: Bellbrooke Reform School, lobby

Mentions: @Vutava@Ramzam@Bright_Ops

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“Finally, a human who doesn’t want to waste my time. With the rarity I see before me now I have no doubt that you’ll actually managed to succeed in my simple request and bring me back something of substance!” Blueblood straightened out, beaming pleasantly as he watched Worried turn and began to leave. Any human that left his presence was good news to him but one willingly going to the work demanded of him only added to the pleasant sensation of relief it typically brought.

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Location: Outside Bellbrooke, through woods and at Bearing Lake

Mentions: @Polaris North

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“Shows how much you’ve had to deal with him. He takes everything that isn’t gold plated and stroking his ego lightly. The only reason he’ll even get mad that I left in the first place is because it’ll make him look bad.” Falling stepped over the slightly smoldering splinters of the door as she entered into the dark, dust ridden cathedral. She could hear the smug, irritating voice of the thunder spewing guard behind her but she refused to turn and acknowledge him. Fearing the insufferable look on his mug would inspire her to violence against someone who could more readily hinder her efforts.

“It’d be easier to pretend you weren’t here if you actually weren’t. Why don’t you wait outside, or blow a nice big hole in the lake and jump into it? Don’t think for a second I intend to stick by your side. If we get seperated I’ll happily leave you to run in circles looking for me.” Falling spat as she walked, developing a more hurried pace as she began to look around at the interior of the building she so desperately wished to get into moments before.

The cathedral was dark with a high ceiling and stoney walls that seemed stained with secrets of ages long since forgotten. Pews sat in rows. Many broken or collapsed from the rotting uncared for state of the wood. Beautiful stained glass windows high above their heads remained obscured, covered with large tarps and sheets held to the stone walls with tape and nails.

Falling’s forward movement slowed as she noticed lit candles lining the walkway leading up to the altar in the center of the church. Their orange flames provided the illumination lost from the covering of the stained glass windows, even as they wavered and flickered in the harsh winds blowing in through the open door.

“Wait...these candles couldn’t have been burning here forever, could they?” Falling’s anger and irritation began to fade as confusion pervaded in her mind. Stepping past candles both short and tall with pooling puddles of wax surrounded them the brown haired girl ascended the steps of the altar.

There, on the white marble surface of the altar, was a grizzly scene. In a small circle scrawled in blood was the bloated rotten head of a pony. Eyes white and tongue hanging out of the slack jawed mouth the pony head stared unnervingly forward. On both sides of it were golden candlesticks lit with red candles.

Despite wincing from the sight and smell before her, Falling’s eyes did not go to the gold but the book.

Set off to the side away from the blood and slowly rotting pony flesh was a large tome. Leather bound with a iron lock keeping it’s clasp firmly shut the book drew the unruly girl’s eyes. In moments it was in her hand, clutched and held tightly as she looked it over for a title or some means of opening it.

“Someone must of been here. Well if they were then this is mine now.” Falling muttered, smiling eagerly as she tugged at the lock.

All the while a door farther back in the church creek, slowly swaying ajar from the wind blowing into the room.

Of Crosses and Collapses: A Crossover Adventure of Survival on a Patchwork World.

@DracoLunaris I'd be up for that.

One issue I had was that the way I ran the roleplay players didn't have very much autonomy. I want to have a game with loot and neat events, but I don't want players to feel stuck or limited in their actions outside of what they do and do not have in regards to items and weapons.

The 'mission' setup was probably pretty bad on my part. As fun as it was making what amounted to a 'dungeon' it was a bit of a slog to get through and slowed things down quite a lot.

Another issue I think was responsible for the slow down was having to wait on me to determine loot results. I enjoyed writing the descriptions and I think the item-card setup I had was a good way of stream lining things. However the fact players were reliant on me and thus had to wait for me to determine what they found was a major slow down.

If players could somehow roll for themselves then I could provide the item cards afterwards. However the way I do rolling isn't exactly streamlined and there's always the potential a player could cheat or simply decide "Yeah finding this tesla cannon in this plant feeder makes sense."

What do you think?

World Warriors: The Nomadic Fist [A Quirky Fighting Game Inspired Roleplay Reboot]

I'm all game for a fighting roleplay.

Of Crosses and Collapses: A Crossover Adventure of Survival on a Patchwork World.

@Crosswire
But if it's not much trouble, maybe one of us can reboot this for you?

@Majoras End

If any of you wish to reboot this yourselves and take a crack at it, be my guest. Though talking about all this kind of makes we want to try again...

@DracoLunaris
Sure. Here's the tables and notes I had on the game.

Borderland Gun Generator Sheet: Here's a specific table I made JUST for Borderland guns. It's a shame I never got to use this here, but if I ever do anything Borderland related I at least have something to work off.

General Item Sheet: Here is the list of all the general items that could have shown up in game.

Weapon Sheet: These are all the weapons that could have shown up in game. The Borderlands guns on the list would have been rolled more specifically on the Borderlands list I had.

General Notes and Misc Lists: Brainstorming notes I was writing up and keeping while the roleplay was in progress.

One of the things I was working on was a kind of money conversion chart. I was trying to establish what all the different currencies were worth in relation to one another for when you guys had shops open up in town or found them.

Now how I rolled for items worked like this. I would copy and paste one of the lists in a random selector program like this one and I would generate some results. Any results that didn't make sense for the situation, environment, or modifiers in place I would throw out and roll again. Basically the results were an element of randomness and my own judgement as the moderator.

Of Crosses and Collapses: A Crossover Adventure of Survival on a Patchwork World.

@redbaron1234@lavulman@glwgameplayer@KaiserElectric@agentnumalol@DracoLunaris@Eventua@Majoras End

I've been keeping an eye out every so often on this thread. I'd like for this to come back, too, at some point

@agentnumalol

Reboot?

@Majoras End

As much as I'd like to reboot this roleplay I'm afraid I've lost interest in it.

I apologize that I've been silent for so long but it's taken a lot of effort to work up the courage to admit that. When I started this roleplay I was really excited. I had a ton of ideas, a lot of mechanics I wanted to experiment with, and was really enthusiastic by the wonderful players who showed up. However my mechanics seemed to slow things down a bit, I didn't post as often as I should have and my direction for players really sucked.

And because of my failings the roleplay curled up and died.

I'm sorry that this happened everyone. I really appreciate the effort and engagement you all had, Agent, Majora, Red, and Draco.

I hope my failing here doesn't hurt your enthusiasm for role-playing or your opinion of me at all >_<

Valkyrie Theory: Horizon War [Mecha] [8*/13Slots]

Gahhhhh. Why are all the mecha roleplays on this site dead? I want to play a mecha RP, not run one :C