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Sword Art Online

Thanks man :)

Also, Pm incoming... :P

Sword Art Online

Finished my CS, finally :D

Sword Art Online

[Double Post]

Sword Art Online

Here's what I have so far, still a WIP.

Apologies if he seems OP, but I wanted to go for a Guild Leader-type character from the beginning to help with how the RP evolves. Plus I don't plan on having him fight against any of you guys. I was thinking of declaring war against PKers. Predominantly Laughing Coffin, but also other Guilds who may have followed suit. It wouldn't be straight away, there'd obviously be a gradual build-up. But the declaration would come eventually. I plan to have him recruiting more members at the beginning to prepare for the inevitable war.
Also, I don't plan on leveling him up at the same rate as everyone else, simply because he's already a high level and he needs far more experience.

I guess that's my suggestion towards a Storyline. :P

MezmeriSin

Name: Rin Kanesaka

Age: 19

Level: 45

Screen name: MezmeriSin AKA 'Mez' 'Venerable Lord of the Asylum'

Beta tester or first time: Beta Tester

Support Skills:
Extended Weight Limit - [823]
Sprint - [818]
Strength - [724]
Metal Equipment Repairing - [678]
Equipment Appraisal - [550]

Combat Skills:
Two-handed Straight Sword - [735]
One-handed Straight Sword - [703]
Leather Equipment - [542]
Parry - [487]
Battle Healing - [423]

Unique Skill

Ghoul's Grin: This Unique Skill affects all weapons held by Mez. The effects of this skill will reduce the weight of the weapon by an extremely sufficient amount for him only. This means that he can swing a usually heavy Greatsword at incredible speeds yet it would still hit with the same amount of force if swung with its' normal weight. This also allows him much faster movement during battle since he won't have to worry about the weight of the weapon.

Weapons:

Judgement - This Greatsword is the heaviest sword in the game. It is Ultra Rare Item and only obtainable by having the Ghoul's Grin Unique Skill. To find this sword, players had to battle their way through a Level 40 sub-surface prison dungeon. After 15 levels of traps, bandits, ghosts and many other enemies, with the last 3 levels being Non-Crystal Areas, the sword could be found impaled into the ground at the center of a Boss room. After defeating the Boss, there was still no guarantee that you were going to attain the sword. When the dungeon was cleared, CARDINAL judged whether you would be suitable for the Ghoul's Grin Unique Skill. This would be based on your Two-handed Straight Sword skill. The player with the highest skill level, as well as the highest natural affinity for Two-handed weapons, would be the only player who could attain the Unique Skill. If you were successful, you would receive the sword as an Ultra Rare drop as well as chest loot. If you weren't successful, you would just receive the loot. Mez carries this sword in its' sheath across the small of his back, at all times, with the handle pointing to his right. He can draw Judgement and wield it with just one hand, but has to fight with it using two.

Retribution +3 - This Sword is a player-made One-handed Sword. Mez received it as a gift from his close friend and Co-Leader of the Crimson Guardians, Rhan.

Equipment:
- Leather Strapped Armour with Light Metal Plating
- 117,954 Col (Personal Funds)
- A Flask of Fresh Water

Guild: Crimson Guardians of the Asylum - Guild Leader

History: Having already played the Beta, Mez was extremely knowledgeable about early-game monster spawns and item drops. Instead of keeping the information to himself, however, he came together with other Beta Testers to help write the Free Player Guide that was put into circulation with the release of the game. One of the other Beta Testers, who went by the name Rhan, he became close friends with as they actively sought out newer players to assist. During a time where the general consensus of Beta Players was that they were all selfish and only playing for themselves, Mez and Rhan still risked their lives to help out. Over time, their efforts had become rather known and had even tempted other Beta Testers into helping out the newbs. People were eventually calling for Mez and Rhan to create their own Guild. Thus the Crimson Guardians of the Asylum was formed, reaching over 12 members on the first day alone, with both Mez and Rhan included. Over the course of the following months, these players became known as the Guardian Twelve.

Six months into the game, and the Crimson Guardians are one of the most prominent Guilds around. Though they aren't recruiting as heavily as they were, it is still possible to join. Mez and the rest of the Guardian Twelve make it their priority to scour newly reached levels for valuable information such as monster spawns, item drops and quests. This information is then compiled and sold as Advanced Player Guides (3000 Col each). They also release the, less detailed, Free Player Guides which can be traded freely from any Information Broker. They work closely with Information Brokers for widespread distribution of their guides to ensure that the information gets to every player within SAO.

More recently, Mez has been leading the Guild against PK-ing yet still maintaining a team on the front lines to help clear and to scout for information.

Sword Art Online

Jedly said
*Is that a RvsB quote I see?*

Delta44 said
Uh, who are you asking that question to? Because if it's me I've got no fucking clue...

I think he's talking about your sig...which I'm pretty sure is from Xionic Madness.

Also, I'm gonna write up as CS for this if it's okay :D

Academy 218 - Superhuman School (Always open)

Thanks for the feedback. Jazzy pretty much said the same thing. I can edit that all without a hitch. But it'll have to wait until I get to work tomorrow morning. (2:20am here)

It's cool to finally see a Superpower RP that has decent restrictions for once. :D

Academy 218 - Superhuman School (Always open)

Yo! :D

Vance De

Basic Information

Name: Vance De' Medici Meh-di-Chee
Nickname/Alias/Etc: V, Vector or Chee
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Height: 5'9
Weight: 170lbs
Status: Full Student

Appearance

Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Grey
Ethnicity: American-Italian (Can only understand Italian)

Physical Appearance: The easiest way to describe Vance's appearance is simply; Trouble, or rather, a troubled history. His rugged facial features tells the story of his abrasive past. His heavy-set eyes and thickly-lined jaw give off an air of menace or underlying bitterness about his person. V's past struggles are also punctuated by an old scar that runs over his left eye. His purely white hair brushes down each side of his face and stops just below the jawline. He tends to keep it at this length out of preference more than anything. Vance likes to maintain his chiseled physique and takes great care in his own bodily health. He does, however, have a few distinct scars on his body which can easily be made out to be knife wounds or injuries caused by other sharp objects. Despite this, Vance doesn't mind people seeing them rather than hiding them away. His shoulder-blades are covered with an intricate Edo-Japanese tattoo which extends down each arm, eventually stopping at the insides of his forearms.

Attire: Tends to stick to darker colours, predominantly black, dark greys and blues. Likes to wear standard, form-fitting tops but nothing too extravagant. He can often compliment these single-coloured t shirts with his favourite black leather jacket. His bottom half is usually covered with dark, slim-fit jeans or chinos. His choice of footwear can be anything from Converse to High-tops and anything in between. His shoes are easily the most diverse thing about his clothing.

Personality

Outward & Innate Personality: Vance is typically the cautious type, quiet and calculating. He can come across as rather sinister or thinking himself superior to others when, really, he is just highly mistrusting of those who surround him. He can sometimes be seen as constantly on edge, as if expecting something to happen at any moment. This is normal behavior for him and is usually only supplanted with a more lethargic, or seemingly relaxed, behavior. This lethargy is caused due to severe lack of sleep during the night. Upon entering the Academy, medical tests showed that Vance suffers with REM Sleep Behavior Disorder wherein his dreams/nightmares become lucid, yet he retains his muscle tone even during REM Sleep stages. This causes him to 'act out' his nightmares which are mainly to do with the trauma of his past. These episodes can range from being merely restless and fidgety to explosive and violent, depending on the severity of the current dream. He currently undergoes counselling for this, as he was also diagnosed with PTSD. (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder) His sessions are once a week and he has been going to them for nearly four years. The reason for his treatment being for so long is because of his status as a Meta-Human as well as how young he was when his trauma was forced upon him. The Academy simply cannot risk his PTSD relapsing in the future due to the potential damage he could cause if he went AWOL after leaving the Academy.

When it comes to socializing, Vance would prefer to keep to himself but to his dismay, being around other Meta-Humans actually forces him to be sociable. There is a marked increase in his social behavior when around other students. This can lead to heightened stress levels. To combat this, Vance has been taught various techniques to reduce his stress levels, the most effective being a simple stress-ball. During his sessions he has also begun to display certain levels of dislike towards his seemingly natural preference of wanting to be alone. He is slowly beginning to acknowledge his disorder as something which is not a part of who he is. Despite this, he refuses to tell anyone about his counselling or his past, for fear of rejection or ridicule. Overall, he is fine when it comes to idle chatter and he enjoys listening to other people talk, but direct questions can cause him to revert to silence or short answers. He has previously expressed the desire to be able to trust people, knowing that has been living in a relatively safe environment.

Deep down, he feels lonely, despite being surrounded by other Meta-Humans. He doesn't feel as if there is anyone he can really talk to or trust, as if everyone has their own agenda. He does not refer to his Counselor as someone he trusts, but he has stated that he understands their agenda, which is to help him, so he chooses participate in the sessions as anyone else would. He shows a slight distaste towards his own powers due to his past and being exploited in the way that he was but has come to the realization that they aren't going away, so he might as well make the best of them.

Hobbies/Interests: Vance enjoys all forms of Martial Arts and the Art of Origami.

Skills/Talents: Vance has been fighting for most of his life due to his power. For the past 3 years, however, he has taken a great interest in becoming more disciplined with his fighting. As such, he has been studying multiple forms of fighting including Taekwondo, Muay Thai and Aikido. His Muay Thai is probably his strongest and most refined Martial Art, due to it's purely destructive style with the use of elbows, fists and legs. His Taekwondo is used mainly for muscle memory and disciplining his body so that he doesn't waste energy with his movements. To achieve this, he practices his Patterns daily. Aikido is a fairly new pursuit for Vance. He decided upon this style to help him to better control his power so that he could direct it far more accurately than he currently does. He can show annoyance with his inability to perform well at this particular Martial Art but this proves only to spur him on. It is one of the few things that has kept his attention enough for him to become annoyed by it.

Finally, Vance is quite an accomplished cook. Looking after his body and having a higher appetite than most has forced him to learn how to cook meals that are twice the size of your average meal. He finds cooking to be a rather relaxing thing, though he prefers not to cook for other people since he feels as if it would be showing off. Some people have discovered his talent for cookery and have often asked him to make something. It is a common rumor that Vance knows a secret recipe for making the "World's Best Cookies". Whenever he is asked about it, though, he merely states that he found the recipe online.

Prized Possession: N/A

Quote(s): "If you told me you're honest, you'd be lying..."

History/Bio: Vance is the bastard son of Giovanni De' Medici; Head of the, New York-based, Medici crime family. He was raised mainly by his mother, who was a lowly prostitute in the employ of the Medici's. Her pregnancy was an extremely hushed up affair, simply because, if Giovanni found out, he would kill both her and the baby. Being a Crime-lord, however, you generally tend to come by most information, even when it is supposed to be hidden from you. Initially, Giovanni was angry at the thought of an illegitimate child but upon discovering that he was having a son, he allowed them both to live and gifted the child with his last name so that he could carry on the family line, despite not being of 'pure blood'.

That was the only interaction Vance ever had with his father for the first 9 years of his life. It was only after his powers materialized did Giovanni suddenly become interested in his bastard son. Giovanni’s own grandfather had been a Meta-Human, one that possessed terrifying strength. Which he used to carve out his own piece of New-York and instill the Medici family as a household name and one to be feared. Giovanni had always been fascinated by his grandfather and his powers, so much so that he eventually killed him during his sleep out of jealousy. When he heard about Vance’s powers, that same boy who had coveted his grandfather’s strength resurfaced within him.

At first he tried his utmost to take them from V, or to at least have Vance impart them onto him. Or so he’d heard was possible. But nothing worked and the head of the Medici family remained powerless. Angry at the world for not gracing him with his own power, he lashed out at his bastard son. His shock was immediate as the strike did nothing, however. Vance had stopped his attack by draining all of the kinetic energy from it, simply but touching him when he attempted to block the hit.

Wild thoughts came to the Crime-lord and suddenly Vance was accepted into the family fully but at a steep cost. From the age of 11, V was forced to fight in pits like a dog. Giovanni would line up criminal after criminal and force Vance to fight them, usually to the death or not far from it. each time he would defend himself, most times without taking a scratch, but other times he was nearly beaten half to death before Giovanni paid out. It wasn’t long before Vance had become the spectacle of New York’s Underworld, by his 15th year, he had beaten scores of grown men within the fighting pits, he killed more than he could remember and had been seriously injured more times than he could count. No fight was easy, each one proving to be a trial by fire. The Medici Family extended their territory drastically during these years. None of the other families would refuse the Medici’s as long as they had a Meta-Human with them.

At the age of 16, Vance was far from the child he had once been. He barely saw his mother, if at all, and his father only wished to talk about the ‘next big fight’. By now, Giovanni De’ Medici ran every underground fighting ring throughout New York and had even begun expanding to Chicago and Vegas. Anyone who disagreed was offered the same deal as everyone else, Three rounds against Vance, to the death or at least severely incapacitated. For him, life couldn’t have been better. As a child, looking up to his grandfather, all he had ever asked for was power. Now, as an adult, he had that power in the form of a son. One that he believed would never betray him.

Which is why, when he found V’s room all but empty, except for an invitation letter to a certain Academy 218, Giovanni was furious. So angry was he, that he shot and killed a waiter in a high-class restaurant merely for spilling a few drops of wine on the table. It turns out that the waiter was the son of the restaurant owner, who happened to be a close associate of the Di Meoni crime family. Giovanni’s actions sparked a 6 month gang war that allowed Vance to slip away, safely to the academy.

Family:
Father - Giovanni De' Medici
Mother - Adelina Di Fiore
Step-Mother - Gisella De' Medici
Half-Brother - Lorenzo De' Medici
Half-Brother - Vincenzo De' Medici
Half-Sister - Delfina De' Medici
Half-Sister - Diamante De' Medici
Half-Brother - Francesco De' Medici
Uncle - Alberto De' Medici

Relationships

TBD

[Character name] | [Impression (Good/Bad/Neutral]] | [Relationship (Friend, Rival, Crush, etc)] | [Character's thoughts [EX: I think Bob is quite the amiable fellow, has a great head on his shoulders, but is kinda daft]] |

TBD

Abilities

Power Class: Energy
Power: Hyperkinetic Energy Manipulation

Vance can absorb and enhance all kinetic forms of energy directly connected to his person. He his currently trying to adapt his power to include Hyperkinetic Energy Generation from his own being.

Absorption
He can absorb almost all Kinetic Energy directed towards him by touch. This could be from anything such as: A physical attack, a projectile attack or any other kinetic-based threat. Doing so will instantly negate the movement of the object, resulting in no damage to either party.

Enhance
He can enhance the amount of Kinetic Energy within any object or form. This can range from inanimate objects and living beings. Doing so can either increase or reduce the amount of Velocity of the object or form as well as the force of impact the object makes with another object or being. Vance is still learning how to perform this ability without the prior use of Absorption to alter the energy levels within an object.

Weaknesses/Limitations/Drawbacks:

Weight and Velocity are rather large factors that Vance has to consider when Absorbing energy. Too much of either could kill him outright. For instance, stopping a regular punch or kick would be child’s play for him, as would a fast-pitched baseball. But stopping 5 or 6 speeding bullets consecutively would exhaust him almost immediately due to their extreme velocity levels. Alternatively, an Olympic Sprinter running head-on towards him would be easy to stop, but a car travelling at the same speed (roughly 30mph) would be markedly more difficult and almost indefinitely result in him being 'Overloaded'.

If he tries to stop something above his limit, Vance suffers from being 'Overloaded'. What this means is that, whilst he may absorb all the energy up to his limit, any kinetic energy left over will cause some serious damage. The leftover energy activates an immediate discharge of all the energy currently stored within him, resulting in his body being thrown in the direction of which the force was travelling. This sudden and almost explosive outburst can mean serious implications for Vance. The after-effects of an 'Overload' can range from bleeding via the nose, ears and mouth, to internal bleeding from ruptured organs or even complete organ failure. Even absorbing energy to his limit will result in extreme exhaustion and severe migraines.

The amount of time in which he stores the absorbed energy is also something that Vance has to be careful off. Large energy reserves kept stored inside his body for too long could do lasting, or even fatal, damage.

Other:
- Vance is almost never seen without a bottle of water.
- He makes his own Biltong which he enjoys very much. His favourite flavours are Pepper and Chilli.

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Bleach: The Silent Legacy

When he eventually woke, the darkness had returned to him once again. The man that had entered before was now long gone, and so too were the voices. But Jinzo just continued to lay there, weak and exhausted from the most recent torture and abuse he had been subjected to. After nearly a decade, you'd think they'd have gotten bored with him by now. But life as a Soul passed by slower than life as a Human. These men could afford to take their time with him. The thought of them keeping him prisoner for hundreds of years suddenly hit him. It was a harsh realization, one that he would have no control over if they so decided to do it. 'Unacceptable. Impossible. We won't allow it. We shall destroy them. Destroy them all. We shall rip them to pieces. Feast on their blood!' The voices had returned again. With every thought they spoke. Detailing exactly how they would harm each and every one of his captors. They vowed to protect him, over and over. By now Jinzo was writhing on the floor in agony. The voices burned at his mind, every spoken word was a piercing screech that echoed through him. His eyes were squeezed shut and his teeth bared as he grimaced and moaned due to the pain. The voices continued, however. Even bringing his hands to his ears did nothing to stave them off. Soon, he could take it no longer. He sat up on his knees a screamed.

"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!"

Then everything was silent. Even the rats, who he had long forgotten about, stopped their incessant squeaks and scurrying. The only thing he could hear was the ragged sound of each breath. Sweat trickled down his barely covered body. A body that had been severely battered and bruised over the years. It was full of old scars and fresh wounds. His skin was a sickly white that stretched over his over his bones. His flesh looked as if it had been sucked right out of him. Crawling over to one of the two buckets that were used as toilets, he peered into the one that was full of his own piss. A foul smell barraged his senses and his face contorted in disgust. Then, he simply stopped. He stopped moving, stopped reacting and, for a few seconds, even stopped breathing.

He could see his own reflection. In the over-spilling bucket full of his urine he could see the mirrored image of his own gaunt face, his shaggy hair and dark eyes. He was stunned. Now only one voice came to him, his own. "H-How?" He uttered. Jinzo sat back on his knees and raised his hands up to his face. He could see them as clear as day. But that was impossible, the room he had been imprisoned within was built not to let in any outside light. He spun around, scouring the room for a light source but there was none. The darkness had gone. The veil that had haunted him for so long and been peeled away. Now everything was in grayscale. Now, he could see within the darkness.

11th Squad Barracks

It was the three consecutive knocks at his door that stirred Jinzo from his daydream, followed by another three that made him realize where he was and what he was doing. Which currently happened to be; holding a small carving knife and a block of wood. Shavings were littered all over his desk. He'd been wood-crafting and daydreaming at the same time. He stared slowly at the block of wood, when another three knocks came at the door followed by a voice. "Lieutenant Iaori, Are you in there?"

"Shit!" He said out loud, before hurriedly stashing the block and the knife in the drawer of his desk. He then proceeded to brush all of the wooden shavings on to the floor frantically.

"Lieutenant Iaori?" Came the voice again. A female voice from what he could tell, despite it being muffled by the door.

"Yes, Yes. Come in!" He replied, sitting down quickly and pretending to be relaxed as the heavy wooden door swung open. Stood within the doorway was a rather young looking girl, the equivalent of a teenager in the Human World. He doubted she was older than 180. It was the Squad's 4th Seat; Tetsuki Yodama, more commonly referred to as Suki. The girl walked into the room and bowed before him. Just as she began to speak, Suki noticed what seemed to be wood shavings all over the rug in front of Jinzo's desk.

"Why are there wood shavings all over the floor?" She inquired, a perplexed look dominating her expression. Jinzo said nothing and continued to stare at her, a blank look on his face. The room was silent for a while, however, before things could get awkward, Jinzo responded.

"Is that all you came here to ask?" He continued to stare at Suki, his expression unchanging as he acted as if he knew nothing about the shavings.

"Oh! Errm...No. I actually came to inform you that Captain Ueru is attending the tournament and will not be returning to the barracks right now."

"Is that so?" He said, still trying to act cool. Before realizing that Kenpachi had failed to keep him informed yet again and grew slightly annoyed. "Well it's nice of him to let me know, eh?"

"You're fortunate that one of the lower ranks saw him near the 7th Squad's Barracks. They told me and, in turn, I ran all the way here to tell you." It was only now that he could see how red her cheeks were, she'd obviously been using Shunpo.

"Well then, I suppose I owe you my thanks, Suki." Jinzo began to rise up out of his seat, a few wood chippings falling from his lap as he did so.

"Please don't mention it, Sir." She replied, her cheeks growing slightly redder than before, though Jinzo failed to notice. "If there's anyt-"

"There is, actually." He interrupted and began to walk around the side of his desk, his shoes crunching over the chippings. As he drew closer to her, his height towered above hers, to the point that she had to physically look up to him. He soon walked past her and stood in the doorway. Turning back, he said, "First of all, I need you to get someone to tidy up the mess on my floor. People have obviously been playing pranks again, for which I shall be punishing the entire Squad in training tomorrow!" He said that loud enough to be heard by all of the Shinigami still left cleaning up, most had already gone to the tournament. There were a few groans in reply but nothing much else. "And second..." He continued, "I need you to accompany me to the tournament."

Suki let out a short gasp before controlling herself. "W-W-What? I..err...I-I mean...Really, Sir? Are you sure?" She had by now spun around to face Jinzo but he was already striding across the dojo area.

"Of course I'm sure." He said, pausing momentarily. "I wouldn't say it for no reason now, would I?" He then began walking away from her again. Suki, however, bounded a few steps toward him to catch up. She walked to his left and gazed up at his hard-set face.

"Does that mean th-"

"Oh of course not, don't be ridiculous." Jinzo cut her off again, only this time he was waving a dismissive hand at what was going to be her question. Just the idea of fighting in that tournament repulsed him. But Suki's face showed that maybe she wasn't going to ask if he was taking part. "Now come on. Or we're going to be late." The pair then disappeared in an instant, headed for the 7th Squad Barracks.

Bleach: The Silent Legacy

Chin Chin! *Downs a swig of tea*