Kessir Tarkin

Why We Fight? (WWII with superpowers)

Kaneda acknowledged both Oscar and Izkry with a nod both of their responses gave him some insight as to what they could be facing in the future as well as some more insight into what kind of team dynamic was there. He figured that the Nazis would be able to train these supers since they were kids, when you have indoctrination schools all over the country there is probably more than enough dedicated kids willing to partake in the program to "further evolve the Arian nation." Kaneda frowned in frustration, kids that didn't even know what was right from wrong, brainwashed to believe in the Nazi cause, it made him sick.

"Fucking Nazis, they'll pay for what they have done. I hope that we get that chance, for the friends that you lost over there and the suffering you three must have endured. Oscar, I know that these two are being hard on you, most would understand why, but you came back here to train with us. That means something, I hope you get the chance to prove yourself this time around." He said, whether Oscar took it as a compliment was up to him. He kept up the pace with Izkry until the run was complete, if they made small talk he would converse, but otherwise he understood the necessity to keep a pace going in ones mind and mostly focused on completing the run.

When he crossed back to the captain he let out a huge breath, the strain of his muscles felt good he placed his hands on his knees as sweat poured over him. "Ah, much more fulfilling the second time around, that was a good run, can't wait to do it again captain." He said as he breathed heavily. He heard the orders to get into their normal service uniforms, Kaneda waited for everyone else to get back from the run before he himself saluted the captain and got washed and into uniform before making his way back outside to hear that they were having spaghetti for lunch. He licked his lips, the perfect meal to compliment the run, he thought.

Stellar Fleet: The War in Heaven (Wing Commander/Freespace inspired Space Opera)

Rezzik Valana

Name: Valana, Rezzik
Age: 28
Gender: Male



Origin: Space Station Prometheus / Promethian

Craft Specialization: F-87 Aegis II Space Superiority Fighter
Callsign/Codename: Bugger
Kills: 23 confirmed kills

Psychological Analysis: Rezzik is a smart, outgoing, strong, has good perception of things and a talented pilot that wishes to command his own fleet one day. He hates anything that would want to hurt humanity and will fight to the death to protect human kind. He is always found in the archives studying enemy tactics, practicing simulations or getting to know the other pilots so he can learn how to fight with them more efficiently. He is loyal and if your fighting on the side of the Federation you are good in his books. After a fight you can usually find Rezzik in the bar having drinks with whoever wishes to have a drink with him.

Military Record: Rezzik was born into a small colony on the space station called Prometheus, he grew up learning and admiring the pilots that would stop by the station to refuel and take some leave while on a campaign. He would often help his parents clean the ships that would stop at the station and talk to the pilots, listen to their stories, getting to visit the cockpits and learn about the ships. As he grew older he kept his focus on becoming a pilot, after proving himself by standing out in a number of group simulations where they had to complete missions against an ai or some of the staff, he was accepted into a junior academy program that would train kids in military training, the engineering and creation of ships that were currently in the fleet and allowing for simulations that would be against the other students and academies.

Through hard work and paying attention to his classes he worked his way up to becoming one of the top 10 in his academy. By reaching this honour he was able to get into the actual academy without having to pay for any of it. He continued his work ethic into the academy, the work was tougher and the battles were far more complicated to work with since some of the other people had more experience and were older than he was and found it more difficult than the junior academy. One of the new rules, was that you were able to issue a challenge with a red flag. Rezzik would challenge every person at the academy, every day and would lose over and over again but kept handing out the red flag challenges. It was his first win that earned him the call sign Bugger, the boy he beat had a thick accent like you would see in the ancient archives. It was a simple game, one team had to reach the others in a certain amount of time and destroy the Flagship that was placed where each player wanted it. The ai was set to its highest, it was a fierce battle but it was clear Rezzik was going to win. He made sure it was a clear victory, when the two got out to shake hands the boy came out yelling "You little BUGGER, you had me yet you toyed with me!" He had never heard such a word, and apparently neither did his other classmates. From then on whenever he would play, be involved in a team simulation or anything competitive for that matter he was met with being called Bugger.

Eventually Rezzik worked his way to be respected by his fellow men and women at the academy. As he grew and became more experienced he would help the newest members to make sure they were doing well and taught them if they were having trouble learning anything. He graduated from the academy with many friends and fellow soldiers. They would soon become pilots for the Federation, Rizzek's dream was getting closer.

He spent the next 8 years as a pilot fighting whatever needed to be fought, mostly pirates at first. Whenever they would be ambushed or feared the threat of attack Rezzik was one of the first in line to get out their and take care of the problem. It was a short time after when the Federation had declared war on the empire. Rezzik was then thrust into a new style of warfare with an enemy he had not been able to study for long. So he had to adapt, his skills kept him alive and even got a number of kills during this time, not as many as his pirate fighting days but still was able to take down a number of them.

After some had passed Rezzik was told that he was being transferred to the 144th Direwolves, they were in need of pilots and he was worthy of getting the call. He took the transfer with honour, thanking and saying goodbye to all his friends he got onto the transfer ship and began his new life as apart of the 144th Direwolves.

Cracks in The Sky//Core Catastrophe

@13org I will also be writing mine up and hopefully sent after you are done!

Ravnica: A Magic RP

@JaceBeleren@PrivateVentures Ah right the rules, dammit, sorry guys I thought more turns had past since I last posted.

Also I know it's a little late in the game but regarding enchantments and power up spells, are you able to just play them on the character itself, not the creatures. I never really thought about it until now.

Cracks in The Sky//Core Catastrophe

@pugbutter ah I hadn't been on discord all day yesterday sorry bud!

Fate/stay Night - War of the Fourteen Magi - High Casual

EDIT: thanks to @1Charak2 I have made a couple fine detail changes such as range and ability or buff removal.

Kaneda Kitomuru

Name: Kaneda Kitomuru

Nicknames: Whisper

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Master of: Archer

Command Seal Location: On his forehead inbetween his eyes.

Wish: To bring the people that killed his sister to rightful justice, which in his mind is death and bring death to all with the will to kill.

Origin: Anger

Appearance:

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Personality: Kaneda doesn't speak much, his voice box was damaged as a young child, so when he speaks, he speaks in a low whisper when he does speak, and even then it sounds sickly, raspy and can only be heard if you were close up to him. Instead he relies on his body language act as his speech as well as using his cell phone to display messages to his companions when the message cannot be conveyed by body language alone. He is athletic and calm, tries to be humorous in his comments in order to hide his inner anger and sadness but can be quick to release that anger if someone were to instigate hostility towards him. He loves a good fight and will jump in whenever he can.

Biography: Kaneda was born with a twin sister, the two did everything together. Unfortunately during his birth the ambilical chord had wrapped around his neck and severely damaged his vocal chords. When he was old enough to talk, all that would come out were sounds loud enough to be a whisper. So his sister became the more outspoken of the two often speaking for him when they were involved in a discussion.

It wasn't long to find out that the twins were given the gift of magi and were to be contestants in the next holy grail war. Their connection as twins somehow allowed them to be able to transfer the power to one antoher and increase on of their powers by double. So their parents sent them to a clan of magi that had no contestants of their own and were willing to teach them in order to not be left out of the war.

At first, they only did physical training, learning different styles of martial arts such as Jeet Kune Do and Kyusho-Jitsu, as well as the art of Nunchaku because it was a quick and effective style of fighting and the weapons could be easily concealed and used as a surprise attack. Kaneda and his sister would train for years in order to make sure that their bodies were hardened and strong.

After the physical training came the time to use their magic. Kaneda learned that he was able to silence and dampen the noise around him as well as focus on silencing a particular item if need be. His sister was gifted with the opposite and was able to amplify her voice to levels that would shatter the foundations of buildings as well as amplify the noises around her to be able to hear footsteps of anyone trying to sneak around her.

Everything was going well and it looked as if the two were going to be strong candidates for the war. Until one day while training Kaneda's sister slipped and landed on a stool, snapping her neck and paralyzing her from the neck down. This devestated the two and he almost gave it all up to take care of his sister. But the magi made him a deal, that if they had his sister transfer all her power over to him they would take care of her and after they one he could wish her back to full health. He agreed and that night they did a ceremony in order to make the transfer complete. When Kaneda awoke he could feel her power surge through him as well but also felt that something else was wrong. The magi would not let him see her as they said she needed to rest from the strain. He reluctantly agreed and proceeded to the process of summoning a servant.

Using a piece of the ancient round table that was kept in safe keeping by this clan of magi he was able to summon the archer. They bonded and trained together learning about his new partner. It was then that he was also presented with a pair of nunchuks that were given a trump card, he was told that when the nunchuks would impact against a target it would absorb a little bit of his opponents mana and release it in a small burst of energy back at his opponent. This would make himself more prepared and able to fight during the war. He eagerly accepted this new gift.

But still, even after all this, something felt wrong and after much discussion with Archer, he and his servant demanded to see his sister. After much refusal, they pushed their way into her room, where to Kaneda's shock found her dead, lying on a bed, her eyes hollow, her skin pale and her hair white. After he and his servant threatened one of them they were told the horrible truth. That they had set him up to become the sole participant, that although their energies were strong together they were even stronger if one of them were to take the power that they shared. So they plotted how to get her out of the way, they planned and executed their plan by changing the surface area around her so that no matter what she did she would slip and the stool was controlled by magnets under the floor in order to quickly move it into her path as soon as she fell. Making her neck snap and bringing forth the events that took place afterward.

Kaneda didn't know what to do, in a blind rage he tapped into his sisters power and released a shocking scream, the first time any sound would clearly come out of his voice. It brought the building to the floor, killing all that were inside except for Kaneda and his servant. But he knew all he did was take out some of the grunts that were in the building, the ones that mattered, the ones that planned for this to happen were still alive and on the run. He knew then what his wish was then, to have all the people killed of the clan that made him lose his beloved twin sister. Archer understood and felt that it was just, to have those responsible to pay in kind.

So they continued to train with eacother, Kaneda with a new fire igniting in him trained to use his and his sisters powers to win the war.

Magecraft Section:

School of Magecraft: Taiji

Skills/Spells List:

Martial Arts Training (Jeet Kune Do and Kyusho-Jitsu - Pressure point fighting style)
Weapon Proficiency: Nunchaku
- Enhance Noise (4):
- Sonic Scream (4):
- Absolute Silence (4):
- Dampen Noise (6):

Amount of Magecraft Mana: A-

Other: Carries the set of nunchucks in the back of his pants.

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Servant

Class Name: Archer

Nicknames: The Sad Knight

Alignment: Lawful good

Servant of: Kaneda Kitomuru

Catalyst For Summon: Piece of the round table

Weapon(s): Noble Phantasm Bow and a sword for defense.

Wish: To earn his right in battle and to be forgiven from his King.

Abilities:
- Mana piercing wind blades (b): When he focuses his energy into his bow it grants him the power to breach through magic based armour as well as their normal armour, this drains him of his mana and cannot use all the time.

- Song of Death and Glory (a): Archer hones in on his target firing multiple shots into the same spot over and over again pushing them to the point where they can't move anymore and begin piercing through their armour, he then harnesses his energy into a fine shot that shoots into the vitals before imploding inside of his target.

Harp of Healing/Harp Performance (c): Is a Skill that gives the user the ability to exorcise and heal others by playing a melody with a harp.

Admonishment to the King of Knights (b): Removes a buff from opponent, only affects royals.

Grace of the Unexpected Birth (b): Charges own Noble Phantasm.

Skills:
- Magic Resistance (b)
- Swordplay (c)
Independent Action (b)

Class Abilities:
- Clairvoyance (a):
- Long range shots (b): Archer is able to fire from long distances, up to 3 kilometers away with ease.

Base Parameters:

Strength: B
Endurance: B
Agility: A
Magical Power: B
Good luck: E
Noble Phantasm: A

Noble Phantasm:

Name: Failnaught Fantasia of Lamentation
Quote:"I fight on the battlefield to prove myself worthy to my king."
Rank: A
Type: Anti-Army
Range:
Short-Mid Range - Quick strikes from strumming his strings
Long-Extra Long Range - Needs to hold longer, builds up strength
Description: He wields a bow that possesses multiple bowstrings resembling, and is in fact a string instrument. This bow does not launch arrows, but invisible sonic vacuum blade to cut off foes. Due to the nature of this weapon, he can attack with a slight motion of one finger.

True Name:

True name & Bio

Tristan

No matter what he does, he seems sad - and beautiful.

One of the Knights of the Round Table from Arthurian legends. His Class is Saber, but he is often summoned as an Archer due his renown with a bow. The tale of Tristan and Iseult, the woman he loved, is a legend boasting outstanding popularity in Europe.

Tristan is a child born from Rivalen (king of Leonois) and Blancheflor, the younger sister of Mark, prince of Cornwall. However, his environment made fitting to call him a "child of sadness" To begin with, his father Rivalen died in battle without ever being able to see Tristan's face. His mother Blancheflor died post partum, soon after naming the boy Tristan and entrusting him to a loyal subordinate of Rivalen, Loire.

Afterwards, Tristan became a knight that served under his uncle, King Mark. Tristan served the king as a good knight--- and the king too had a deep trust in this handsome knight,

But, one day, Tristan fell in love with a woman named Iseult. No, he was made to fell in love.

The tragedy probably lied in the fact that Iseult was the woman who King Mark loved and vowed to marry. Before long, thanks to the admonition of King Mark's courtiers who envied Tristan, he was forced to leave the royal court.

Afterwards, he came to marry a woman who had the same name of Iseult by coincidence, but still his feelings for the past Iseult only grew stronger.

Eventually, Tristan collapsed due to being poisoned in a certain battle and, on verge of death, wished to meet with Iseult. "A white sail if she comes. A black sail if she does not--" Upon seeing the boat carrying Iseult, Tristan's wife Iseult whispered the following. "A boat with black sails is coming this way" The tale of Tristan was put to an end by means of a modest treachery (lie) towards a husband who, despite taking a wife, never tried to love her.

Appearance:

In Armour

In normal clothes

Cracks in The Sky//Core Catastrophe

@13org I'm waiting for pugbutter he was just before me

Stellar Fleet: The War in Heaven (Wing Commander/Freespace inspired Space Opera)

@vietmyke made the couple changes you recommended, take another look at it please to see that it works.

Stellar Fleet: The War in Heaven (Wing Commander/Freespace inspired Space Opera)

@vietmyke sweet I'll think of another one and I will change the simulations to squad based missions where one player was in a ship with a number of AI units.

Ravnica: A Magic RP

Dracoon was in heaven, as the chaos commenced he and his goblins took whatever they could get their hands on.

"It's not everyday that we get an opportunity like this, so make the best of it!" He shouted to the goblins that were making their way out with armfuls of loot. Only to dump them in a nearby stockpile and heading back into the fray.

Of course there were those that were getting killed by being too abrasive and trying to mug some of the people that were running. There are always casualties in situations like this, Dracoon just had to be smart, take what he could carry and get out of their. He was able to get a his own armful of trinkets and accessories and was minding his own business when a soldier tried to come at him. He threw some of the trinkets into the soldiers face which made him place his hands up to protect his eyes and Dracoon kicked the main straight in the crotch, as the man fell to his knees he took the mans sword and threw it away in the crowd, "Hope you don't need that hahaha!" He laughed as he continued on.

The chaos was in full swing and many of his goblin companions had now gone back into hiding since there was no longer a need to be around. Using the blood and fire in the people he summoned a Goblin Warchief, a Legion Loyalist and after gathering more mana from the chaos he used one of his Dragon Fodder. Two more goblins appeared in front of him. He then gave them the command to take hiding places amid the chaos and to only reveal themselves when he gave the word. He then continued to pillage whatever he could.

A red aura then surrounded the area and the men began to cry in pain as they were burned, for some reason the elf was not affected by this and thanked the gods for his luck. He continued on to his drop off place but was met with a state, a women stood across from him and began to walk towards him very quickly, pulling a knife out of her boot. It must be the woman who started the whole thing, he put together as he started to plan whether to run or fight.

"Hold on there lady, now just because you stir up some shit doesn't mean everyone involved has to die, some of us live on the scraps of others, I should be thanking you, but now that you have that knife I would like to take it back." He said with his hands still full of loot. She got to a distance that was too close for comfort (4-5 meters), he threw the loot in her direction, "don't press your luck asshole! I haven't survived this long with just my good looks you know! If you want a fight well then you got one! (Unless you start winning then I am getting the hell out of here) He yelled, whispering the last part under his breath.

As he spoke he laid down his chains and placed a straight line in her direction and began to spin, kicking up dirt with the chains and making it flow around him, he did this until a veil of dust flowed around making it hard to clearly see him. The whole time paying attention to the line, and when he last saw it he began using his momentum and threw his left chain out towards the line using it as his marker. The force and speed of the chain was great and shortened the right chain, but kept it spinning in the case that she dodged the throw.