@RIGHTEOUSwench if I do introduce humans in the RP it will have to wait until after the start of the RP when I introduce the area where the combat will take place
Drew was breathing heavily, and quickly as if was having a panic attack. He stayed on his landing on the stairwell, while everybody was arguing and thinking up plans of escape, he was holding tightly onto his crowbar and had his back against wall, he tried to even his breathing but it went faster and sporadically as he thought more and more of how they will all die by being ripped limb from limb and being eaten alive.
But his nerves were wrecked even more once he heard loud explosion coming from outside the apartment, as the apartment shook from the explosion Drew let go of his crowbar which fell down the stairs making a echoey bang with each step it fell on, Drew covered his ears with his hands and he closed his eyes and he sat down on the ground.
"Weregoingtodieweregoingtodieweregoingtodie" Drew muttered to himself in utter terror at all this insanity that happen all around him and this apartment. Drew was bordering on tears at this point, and was just a mess of anxiety and fear, as his breathing was even worse off than before.
@simj22 From what I can figure out, Fool is often related to the Wild card yes, but for this RP I'm making fool like any other Arcana which will be related to the ASSW's personality and possible development as a person.
Four years since the death of all known Persona users. Humanity lacks protectors from the enigmatic monsters called, Shadows. Which almost caused the end of the world, these youth sacrifice their lives so people can live. Most don't even know of this great price paid in blood, Except for a select few. And they can't stand around to let the youths sacrifice be for vain if the next major shadow invasion happens. But they lack the power to fight back, the power of Personas.
But Persona users can't be made. Can they? They can. Not human Persona users. they are Androids, they are human enough to fight back the shadows with an artificial ego to create a Persona. For the past four years, the Kirijo group has restarted the Anti-Shadow Suppression Weapon Project. This time humanly, these Android will be treated as humans and not only as weapons for they are the first and last defense that humanity has. Will they be enough?
We have to wait and see.
So there's my premise for this RP. I hope it's interesting! So as you can guess the main cast will be ASSW's much like Aigis and Labrys are. Fighting shadows is the main reasons they were created but that not all they will do. They can live their lives as humans on their off time. They have the same rights as any human. They go to school if they wish, or get a job if they wish, but at all times they must be ready to fight shadows on a moment's notice. Compared to Aigis and Labrys these ASSW are much easier to integrate into society since the technology that develop them are more advance since they were created and can be more human like. You can create an ASSW that was just 'born' or one that has been kicking around for three years. And they don't have to go through the in-between stage of being human-like or Android-like they can have a set personality at the start if you wish. But character growth is always recommended!
I would like to have about 6 - 10 people join this!
Character Sheet:
ASSW's NAME: (Either an Acronym of the Project for this ASSW or a human name if picked or given.)
GENDER: (Either the gender it looks like or identify as.)
ARCANA: (FOOL to JUDGEMENT)
AGE: (Max age: 3 years old / Minimum Age: The day of the RP)
ASSW's CIVILIAN MODE: (How it look outside of combat, either with a picture or a description)
ASSW's COMBAT MODE: (how it looks in Combat)
PERSONALITY: (Can be complex if 'Born' with a personality or has been around for awhile. Simple at the start if it was 'born' without a personality and explain how it will most likely grow into.)
WEAPON TYPE: (Anything in real life is fair game, you can use more 'odd' weapons if I approved of it. You can use Aigis and Labrys as examples of what kind of weapons I be okay with.)
PERSONA PROGRAM: (The ASSW's Persona, can be anything if it in fits with the ASSW.)
PERSONA APPLICATIONS: (Persona skills, Three should be good for the start)
ASSW UNIT ABILITY: (Something your ASSW can do that none of the others can't. Think either super attacks or a super mode or anything that would make your ASSW unique and useful to have in and out of combat.)
Character Sheet:
ASSW's NAME: Project Sammi (Support And Mobilized Medical Intelligence Unit Mark I)
GENDER: Male
ARCANA: Justce
AGE: 3 Years old
PERSONALITY: Sammi is very curious of his surroundings, often poking and playing with random objects around him, he is curious of humanity both on biological level and in a mental level as well. He is intelligent and quick on his feet, with an acute sense of his surroundings. On the battlefield he is much more combat ready and loses his childlikeness until combat is over on the field he is strategic and quick to action and commands. He has an affection for humanity, not willing to let humans be hurt on his missions nor out of it, even if by the hands of another human. Sam Doesn't get jokes or metaphors, but he tries his best to make them himself but ends up failing at it.
WEAPON TYPE: Experimental Hardlight shield that's part of his body so he always has it on him at all times.
PERSONA PROGRAM: The Svalinn Program
PERSONA APPLICATIONS: Dia, Rakukaja, Counter
ASSW UNIT ABILITY: Shield Mode: Sammi's limiters are stopped so Sammi's agility and defensive abilities are doubled for a short time if he in this mode for too long he will overheat and some of his programs can be deleted.
Fear(s): Being watched, heights, snakes, Suburbs, groups of college age guys, group of drunk men, being alone with a guy, being lost.
Personality: Jessica is a bookish, withdrawn and introverted woman as she's generally quiet and always reading, as well as curious and intelligent. Due to her childhood she's not comfortable being alone especially with men and often discomforted when not somewhere she's not used to. but that's not to say she's passive, if she feels she can say or do something without being in danger she will let others know her thoughts and will call out people on what she finds inappropriate or insulting and she holds deeply seeded frustration and anger after moving to the city. And can be rather deadpan and honest but understanding of others feelings.
History: She was the youngest of five daughters in a reservation a few hours away from the city. Her parents were always supportive and loving but were always busy working multiple jobs to support their daughters and give them a better lives than either of them ever had. Jessica and her sisters alway tried their best to make their parents proud, each of them went to be successful except for one, the second youngest daughter was murdered at a party when she was visiting the city, her murderer was a drunken college student who got angry when she rejected his advances even though she was underaged, he got away scot free because he came from a rich family who covered it up by bribing investigators and a judge. After that Jessica avoided men and feared when ever she had to be alone with them, this fear from high school persisted to her adulthood and was at it worst during college. Her father was crippled with grief and anger her father started to work all around the clock so he can avoid his thoughts and not do anything he would regret, while her mother stayed strong and was the support her family needed to keep moving on, but she rarely smiles as she used to. Jessica and her sister's moved to the city so they can attend secondary school, All of them graduated. All of Jessica sisters either moved back home or left to other parts of Canada to start a new life without the baggage that this city had for them. Jessica stayed in the city, and she will make sure this city isn't only bad memories. After getting a nice house she adopted a dog and cat.
Skills: + She's a quick learner and will study as much on something that she thinks that needed to be learned. + She knows how to take care of children and Animals. + She has basic first aid information. + She is a Pharmacist having a wide knowledge of medicine and chemicals.
Other: She lives on her own with a husky named, Sunny and a tabby cat named, Garry, and she works at a pharmacy three blocks from her apartment. She's bisexual with a leaning towards women for obvious reasons.
Drew has finally reached the top floor of the apartment building, he slowed down to catch his breath. He cupped his hands on to his knees, and after a few breaths he digged into his pockets to look for his apartment keys. Which he found in a matter of seconds, he walked out of the stairwell and into the hallway that lead into the other apartments on the floor. His room was at the end of the hall he silently walked down the hall with his crowbar in one hand and the key with the other. He sighed aloud, it looks like he's alone on this floor, for the moment, he wondered if anybody has made it to their rooms, like that girl or that priest. Maybe he should've stayed with them, but he knew that would've been stupid to do, he only had so much time to get away safely and barricade his room enough so no zombie can claw off his flesh and he becomes their lunch.
As Drew put his key into his lock he glimpsed at the window out over the city and he happened to glanced down to the streets. "Oh my god." Drew uttered in horror as he seen the large amounts of zombies shambling and clawing towards the apartment. Drew quickly opened his door but instead of going in he went towards the stairwell, Drew has to tell them to stop using their guns and warn them of the huge horde coming there way, he only had a short time to warn them and to get back in his room.
Going down was so much faster than going up, he was practically jumping down to each landing at this point, he reached the fourth floor and he looked down below him and he seen that the crowd was going crazy and panicked stricken. Drew sighed deeply to calm himself,
"Hundreds of zombies are coming this way!" He yelled, he glanced up the stairs, "We have to keep going up and barricading as we go!"
Drew was the first one running up the stairs once shit has truly hit the fan, he went up the stairs up as quickly as possible, reaching the third floor before anybody else could even get past the stairwell door. He held onto to his crowbar once he heard more screaming and gun shots coming from below. As he reached the fourth floor he started to catch his breath, why did this building have so many floors?
Drew slumped against the wall of the stairwell which gave him a good look of the next floor and the floor below him so he won't be caught off guard if any of those zombies start lumbering towards him. After a few moments of waiting and listening to the people several floors below him panic and barking orders at each other, Drew pulled out his cellphone, nothing still. Drew sighed, He stood back up and started slowly going up the stairs, only a few more floors and he'll be on his floor, where he can barricade and hideaway long enough for things to blow over enough for him to sneak out of the apartment. He armed his crowbar and put it in front of him as he walked, so he can protect himself if a zombie jumps out of a corner or jumps out of one of the rooms.
Drew has covered his ears with his hands to make the screaming stop ringing in his ears, his has shut his eyes shut he didn't want to be down here anymore. He pressed his crowbar close to his chest and put the box cutter in his pants pocket, he breaths slowly in and out. He finally gotten the courage enough to leave the minimal safety of under the desk. Though the terrible sounds coming from the rest of the lobby scared him shitless. He crawled out of under the desk and he lift himself up to look beyond the desk, he wished he didn't. He was sick to his stomach as he seen the infected child and the mangled throat of the lady laying on the ground. He audibly gagged barely keeping the bile down, and he sat back to the ground. He turned on his phone again, it was such a short time when he last check, and a woman was already dead. He quickly looked over the desk and gotten a better look of the dead woman, she was his neighbor, Maria Garcia. she was far too nice for that to happen to her, He sat back down again and he pulled out his notepad and a pen and crossed out her name from the list and added RIP next to her name.
He remembered what the girl he waved at said before the shit hit the fan, she said she wasn't sure if the upper floors were any safer than here. Should he risk it and try to head upstairs to his room? The girl gestured they should leave. He finally gotten up to his feet the first time in the last while. He held his crowbar for dear life. He walked slowly and quietly to the stairs, if things goes from bad to worse he will run for his room.