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I'm a fuckin' weeb, but one of my great-grandparents was Japanese and a Japanese can't be a weeb by definition so...
7/8 Weeb

...kill me.

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Since all the cool people are doing it, I suppose I'll take a shot at this-


Oh heeey, Olivia looks real nice. Reminds me of Saya no Uta, but gender-flipped. Hope you got accepted~

Also, about the story beats, I'm flattered, but that honor belongs to @The 42nd Gecko, I shamelessly ripped it off from them.



Within one of Pax Septimus' urban residential areas, there was an apartment tower, not too fancy yet not exactly a shithole either, which was quite something considering the state of this city as a whole. Then, within that tower, behind one of its many doors lied a studio apartment, a dwelling designed to be occupied by one, two tenants at most. A bedroom, a kitchen - dining room combo, and a shower, a most efficient design to make use of limited space.

The chatter of a news channel reporting recent events with curated public-sensitive information from the television speakers served as background noise while the electric stove heated a pot to boil its contents, lapskaus, a staple of hearty Norwegian food, the nordic's country rendition of the world-famous beef and vegetable stew. Then right beside it, seated on one of the dining chairs was a young woman with long dark brown hair, clad in a pair of black tanktops and matching shorts, the blue light of a smartphone's screen reflected in her orange irises. A digital picture of two young girls could be seen in said screen, and judging from their looks, it could be surmised that they were closely related.

Then the picture suddenly shifted away as the phone displayed that it was receiving a call. It didn't even manage to vibrate more than once before a slim finger swiped the green circle, answering it, "Hei, mamma. Ja, jeg har det bra." Silmeria paused for a moment, "How's dad? Oh, that's good. Me? Well, just you know... busy with work, making the world a better place and all that. Ah, not right now though, I'm just cooking. Mmm, lapskaus, just like you taught me, ehehe~" She stood up, leaving the phone in speaker mode on the table as she checked her stew, "Mmm, yeah, felt like treating myself a bit. Cake? Psssh, nah, no one's to celebrate with anyway, e... eeeh fiiiine, I'll buy a muffin or something. Ahaha, yeah, I love you too, Mamma." With that, the call ended.

Now she allowed herself to sigh, a long deep one that anyone swore it could sap the mood of an entire party,

"Happy birthday, Silmeria..."


21 | Female | G.E.M.I.N.I. | The Faceless
Teslic Gauss | Long Gun | Physical | Nibelung Valesti
Northern Sentinel | Government Agent
Electromagnetism | Lightning | Static Shock
[Paralysis (4), Speedster (4)], Damage (2), Damage X (6), Push (2), Pull (2), Piercing (2), Bend (0)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: C | Max Mana: 500
Someone stop this thot: roleplayerguild.com/users/larah1234

EDIT: Resolved via Discord. Thank you!
“Ai rabu yuu, Wiruhemina-sempai.”
“Demo, watashitachi wa onnanoko desu…”
“Shitteru.”

Then they kiss.
Magical girls are Weeb by nature >:3


No, not your characters, but youuuuu, YOU are the weeb!
And now for another front line fighter, and a fresh faced kohai who's only just started, so she's still shellshocked about all this. Perfect for a sempai to sweep up;


> 2 PCs
> Both of them Japanese

I hate to break it to you, fam, but...


--Departure--


It's fortunate that Srikandi was rather familiar with Anki and her... quirks, including her ability to turn her head like an owl, wait, surpassing an owl as she's sure that owls could only turn their head 180 degrees before having to rotate the other way around, a full 360 degrees spin was beyond them. That was the only reason that Anki's head spin didn't cause a reaction in the dragon knight, but Catherine hadn't met the artificial human before, yet... she so casually brushed off that impossible - for the common man - feat of contortion. "Eh, that's because she's crazy." Srikandi told herself with a shrug, the blonde had likely seen far more bizarre horrors in that lab of hers, something as 'simple' as a sentient construct was merely a passing curiosity.

Now what did manage to elicit a reaction from the tanned swordswoman was the alchemist's nonchalant attitude at the matter of her inquiry, even as the taller woman spoke, Srikandi was already thinking of demanding Catherine to sign an oath that all collateral damage compensation would be her responsibility alone. In the end, she decided against it as Catherine practically revealed that the Gremarrian Royal Court was her sponsor, right, that made sense. In hindsight, it seemed obvious as those academics hated her guts and they'd have sent someone else to investigate this meteor so the fact that Catherine was here meant she was either independent or sponsored by someone else.

"I presume that you're speaking about Gremarre's royal family." Though a supposedly obvious conclusion, Srikandi felt behooved to speak it out, she couldn't spare any caution when dealing with this madwoman, "If you lie, on your head be the consequences." The dragon knight decreed curtly, nary a modicum of jest in her tone.

Speaking of consequences, the door opened to herald the arrival of the only person here who's forced to adventure, Zavim Remington a.k.a Sleeve McDichael a.k.a Mr. Fuentes a.k.a Freddy Melon, and who knew how many other aliases he had over the decades of his scummy history. He gained a bit of infamy among sailors and as such, Srikandi heard his tale from the ship crews during her travels across the seas of Friestan. Well well well, it looked like he couldn't escape his dues after all, this is why crime never pays, children. One way or another, your debts would demand something from you.

"Welcome aboard, pirate, make yourself useful, and maybe I'll put on a good word to the queen for you." The silver-haired adventurer snickered, looking down at the half-orc as if he was scum, well, he is scum as far as she was concerned, a criminal who had roamed free for far too long, a blight upon civilized men everywhere. She was sure that the ex-pirate had robbed one of her family's merchant vessel, stealing a small fortune's worth of spices. Make no mistake, Srikandi had no reservations of allowing Zavim to join them, in fact, she welcomed it, a pack mule and sacrificial lamb in one neat green-skinned package. If a dragon should demand a live tribute to pass their territory, she'd gladly offer up Zavim.

"Right, now that we're all here. Let us be on our way." Without further ado, Srikandi sheathed Taring before taking the initiative to leave the meeting hall, expecting the princess, the mad genius, and the pirate scum to follow her. She had already prepared essential supplies for the trip, but if anyone needed something extra, she'd allow them to purchase whatever they need first as there'd be no shops deep in the mountains. From there, they'd board a passenger ship that'd take them upstream toward the Dragonspine Mountains, the aquatic vehicle powered by Magitek to enable it to sail against the river currents.

@Medili @13org @Sanity43217

--Aftermath--


It appeared that the assault squad had been quite thorough and what scattered remnants of the Cobra Gang were sensible enough to escape when they had the chance, a conclusion backed up by the fact that Silmeria couldn't find any hostiles left, ones that weren't stone cold dead of course. She did find remote-trigger plastic explosives along the supporting walls and pillars though, but those were information she already knew via the team comms. Too bad that she didn't have the expertise to defuse these things, gotta wait for the ordnance control squad she guessed, oh well.

Then, even before she had visual confirmation of the mess that was the 2nd floor, Merry could already smell that stinking, foul mustard gas. Right, obviously that section's off-limits. Which would skip her tour toward the first floor of this magical theme park, it was there that she saw a couple of allied espers, both Gemini and Freelancers. One of them approached her, the esper with the most unsettling Style, seconded only by that literal-skinsuit prick Apollo. It was a good thing that Silhouette and her were co-workers, one could get used to his esper form after a while. Out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed the unmoving body of King Cobra, good riddance, serve that asshole right.

"Oh, hey, Silhouette..." The brunette greeted the 'demon', "I'm fine, it's just a flesh wound-... nnngh, really, I'm fine." She groaned a bit as the other esper checked up on her, while she seemed annoyed, it was honestly quite hard to be genuinely so since there was a certain hilarity in Silhouette's doting attitude contrasting with his unnerving appearance, Merry's cheeks even slightly blushed at the attention. In the end tho, she'd accept his offer to tag along, checking down the basement jail together, "Eh...?" but not before noticing a strange black-haired Japanese woman on the lobby. Just... who was she? A stray civilian? One of the hostages? Either one of those, Merry bet.

Down at the basement, they met up with Leroux and Breacher, also Rottweiler, the blood mage, and miscellaneous inmates. Well, everything looked under control here so... "I'll see you all back at the car." With a nod, Merry made her way back up to the lobby, out of the damaged building, and entered the same APC that carried her here. She took a seat, then closed her eyes with a sigh, and at the same time, her rifle and jacket vanished into orange sparks as she disengaged her esper form, leaving Silmeria in her one-piece black dress, dark opaque stockings, and brown sneakers.

"Aaaaaah..." A long, tired groan vibrated from her throat as she laid her head back, eyes fully closed and lips slightly ajar. Another day, another job well done.


20 | Female | G.E.M.I.N.I. | The Faceless
Teslic Gauss | Long Gun | Physical | Nibelung Valesti
Northern Sentinel | Government Agent
Electromagnetism | Lightning | Static Shock
[Paralysis (4), Speedster (4)], Damage (2), Damage X (6), Push (2), Pull (2), Piercing (2), Bend (0)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: C | Max Mana: 500

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: E | CHAOS: D | Current Mana: 188
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