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Not that it’s a big problem, but isn’t there a lot of overlap with Mikako re: working a lot, optimistic nature, etc? Nothing wrong with having two cheerful gals but it would be interesting if she were on the more flirty side to better put her apart from mikako. Her forcefulness also relates her to junko. Obvs traits aren’t locked to one character but I do think the more the traits are different between characters the more drama / interesting interactions will be had.
Also, I can’t really tell if our characters knew her before her change, or if they only met her once she moved to the area after her parents deaths.
Overall, I think there’s some potential here to be a flirty, ditzy kind of gal with hidden depths, but it’s up to you!


Oh yeah, Koharu is definitely more on the flirty/brash side. I think the interesting thing is that she's also quite different from Mikako in that she does things much more for herself. She doesn't feel obligated to work for anyone else, everything she does is in order to get ahead in life. She's a lot more self-centred in that sense (and I think most Japanese people would think so) but also as much more self-fulfilled and self-directed. Koharu has had to grow up in ways different from the others - not so much in terms of being responsible for someone else, but in dealing with the adult world and claiming her own space.

@Kensai Lol for sure! I also think He saw her struggling a bit so he offered to help during breaks/lunch time. Since they're in the same year, maybe they're even in the same class!


He might even have been the one to recognise her in the first place. Might be interesting if Koharu changed her surname to her (maternal) grandmother's when she was taken in, so nobody would have twigged at first. But he's the guy who's like, "Oh yeah, that's totally Koharu from elementary school, don't you all remember?" It would make sense since he's the one with the artist's eye, so he'd be able to see past the changes and suss her out.

On another note, Koharu also has her own apartment and doesn't have to share space, so her home is likely to become a hangout just because the gang can let loose there. Just a thought.
Awww, she's adorable! I think she and my Sunshine boy would practically be best friends

@Kensai


Koharu would totally stuff Haruto with katsudon. He was probably responsible for pulling her into the group to begin with.



So here's Koharu - still plenty to be done with her, but I wanted to get the sheet up for review and comment. If there's an issue with pairings, I'd be happy to play her as a wild card - that one friend who doesn't actually hook up with anyone in the group, but looks over everyone and helps them out. Or might have a secret crush that she doesn't ever let on about, she's just happy if all her friends are. Or just has her own plans and destiny that we won't find out about till the series finale with the timeskip....
@Feyblue
So should I put up a CS or no?
Thank you all for your patience! As of now, the OOC is up!

roleplayerguild.com/topics/195041-sho…

For the five who've already applied, hope to see y'all there!

@Kensai I was originally aiming for a cast of six max, but I could potentially bump the number up to eight total. Problem is, we'd then need another boi, since I'm trying to avoid love triangles. Nobody wants to join a romance RP just to be the odd one out, after all. The character idea does sound fun, though, so I could definitely be convinced to work her in.


Fleshing out my idea a bit, I was thinking that my gyaru would have been a quiet, mousy sort back before the group split up. So it's a shock to everyone that the shy, bookish girl has turned into a brash and flashy gyaru. A lot might turn around just why she's undergone such a huge change.

As for the numbers... I don't have a ready solution unfortunately but I can sleep on it and see if I can think of something.
Are y'all completely full up on characters? Cause if not I'd like to bring in a gyaru who's kind to otaku everyone and is a crazy flirt but actually really pure. (And then play off that bundle of stereotypes.)
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Mykhailo, after seeing Wolf, sought out Aurelié and asked bluntly, "So, we have a few hours to kill; want to go around town having a good time? Just the two of us, of course..."

He then gave a slight smile and added, "By the way, thanks for letting me win in that simulated fight."


Aurélie had just been to the galley to fill her thermos with coffee - there was an Italian commis in the kitchen brigade, who had a good hand with a Bialetti and a soft spot for a winsome smile. It pained both of them to abuse fine espresso by tipping it into a thermos, but "c'est la vie in the military".

Aurélie's charm was just another tool in her toolbox, of course, but the good thing about people from civilised cultures was that they understood the game - flirting was part of it, the exchange of gifts material and immaterial, and nothing too serious to come of it. One was here for a little space of time, and then one was not; best to live well while you could. And just as life was too short to tolerate bad wine or bad food, it was also too short to waste on bad relationships. You made each other happy for a while, and then you left while you still desired more - a little unsatisfied, but that gave spice to the waiting, rather than being so replete that you could not face the next good thing that came along.

So when Mykhailo came bouncing up to her, all but wagging his tail, and propositioned her with an approach so blunt he could have used it as a rolling pin, her moue was entirely genuine. "C'est à moi que to parles? Bonjour, s'il vous plaît? Pardon, but our squadron has, how you say, fucked up on this mission, so my idée of a good time for tonight is to take this - " she held up the thermos, " - and put in a few centiliters of cognac, and then to write up my after action reports so that we do not repeat this utter shitshow, n'est-ce pas?"

And with that she snapped around on her heel with the precision and firmness of an airbrake deploying. As she strode away, she left him with a final thought. "And do not mistake mentoring for affection."
Aurélie had spent the hours since the recon flight's return sat at her desk with a coffee and brandy, writing up a report and lessons learned from the mission. Too much gone wrong, in the most suspicious ways - and then at the briefing, Scott had confirmed her suspicions.

And then ordered her to start running on the ground like a poor bloody infantryman.

Aurélie hadn't done any fieldcraft since basic training, all too long ago (she didn't like to think how long), and she only shot her pistol enough to pass her annual qualifiers - although that, at least, was easy, given her eye. Some things translated well, others not so much. Given a rifle and a hide, Aurélie might make a decent designated marksman, for much the same reasons that she was an excellent pilot: keen eye, steady hand, patience, and the heart of a killer.

But the brief this time was to follow Peacenik and do fire and movement. Which was... not her strong suit, to say the least. She wasn't terribly athletic, she was far from being strong (and what was this propensity of Shattered Steel to hire giantesses?), and she hated the clutter and mess on the deck.

Still, orders must. She had tagged behind Peacenik, bringing up the rear so that she wouldn't be in anyone's way when it came to go charging at people with guns... it was odd; she had no qualms about going into the merge with a dozen friendlies and bogies flashing all about the sky - those were risks she was used to, and could deal with. But the thought of charging a gun, even if it was objectively less dangerous than the dogfight, left her trembling. An ancestral memory of the Great War perhaps, and the plight of the poilu? Who knew?

And then the shooting started, and the trembling stopped, and Aurélie noticed something - and the next time someone thought to check whether she was still there, she most pointedly was not....
Aurélie nodded tersely as Fuka's SLAM-ER struck home, wrecking a ro-ro ferry. Her wingman was competent, at least - something she might not feel about some other components of her squadron, pilots and ground staff alike. There might have to be... words, or more than mere words. But that was a concern for another moment. Right now, she was barreling in low, counting on the Rafale's speed, low observability, and ECM suite - and the distraction of the massive explosion - to give her a window.

"Good hit, Cobalt 2," she said. "Tally two bandits on the deck and climbing."

She adjusted her angle of approach just a tick. The enemy pilots were rushed, clumsy - their alert five birds, if they bothered with such things, but the base caught napping by Cobalt's sudden appearance. And then having a missile impact in their vicinity while they were taking off... that would have rattled better fliers than these.

"Mirage F1s," Aurélie murmured, feeling the irony of engaging an earlier generation of Dassault fighters. The fliers knew their birds, at least. One of the strengths of the F1 was its power to weight ratio and low drag in interceptor configuration. Lean on the throttle and it would take off like a rocket.

Unfortunately for them, Aurélie was a student of air combat. And the problem with leaning on the throttle was that putting out a lot of thrust meant putting out a lot of heat, and taking off like a rocket meant you were going straight. That gave her MICA-IRs a nice juicy target, and they were already well within her no-escape zone. The tone rang in her ears.

"Cobalt Two, I'm engaging the leader. Take the wingman. Fox Two!"

The heat seeker streaked off its pylon, rocket motor accelerating it at forces that would snap a human's neck. It covered the distance between the aircraft in seconds.
Wow, this is really different and interesting. I'm in.
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