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

@BubbleGumKing Oh, I forgot, but would you like the image address for Jonathan's font or are you all right with continuing to use the one you have picked?

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

@vancexentan

Lol we are slow writers, vance. Give us time.
Well...more time than you already have anyway.

Daemons Rising

Interactions: Kitty + Theo @Cherrywitch, Tooru @Upset Delight, Atlas @Polaris North, Feon @Cuccoruler, Arin @Skinner35

Emory didn't bother reclaiming his seat, instead standing tall beside it in order to see everyone clearly. It was also more practical when addressing individual questions and whatnots.

"No, Kitty, it isn't your fault that they stumbled upon the battle and could see through the barrier." Emory placated her with a nod, then turned to address the others since they were all most likely wondering the same thing. "This is the Headquarters of The Magic And Neutralization Association, better known as M.A.N.A. Mr Kinkade, Ms Gilfheim and Ms Amisaki...you are here because you had an unfortunate run-in with a daemon - the guy who turned purple. By rights, the barrier a magic user puts up will conceal a fight involving magic from the eyes of ordinary people. So it seems the three of you are not ordinary after all. Maybe you had innate magic talents untapped until now, but for whatever reason, you weren't able to utilise your given elements and thus registered as an ordinary human."

He gestured towards the bed frame Feon had crushed under her hands, waving away the comment about paying for the bed. "Property damage around new users who are not yet trained to control their elements are expected. We will take care of it. But take Ms Gilfheim as an example. Apparently strength is your element. I suppose congratulations are in order for discovering it."

"Mr Kinkade...as well as the rest of you, I would prefer it if you did not walk out. With the discovery that you are magic users, there will be people gunning for you the moment you reenter the world outside and we would like for all of you to stay alive. And to ensure you have the best chance of survival, it would for Ms Gilheim and Ms Amisaki to discover their elements first, then for all of you to learn control. We cannot have you unwittingly causing problems in the humans world due to lack of control." He paused to allow them to absorb that bit of information, before continuing, this time a little reluctantly. "However, M.A.N.A doesn't condone kidnapping. Should any of you decide not to hear another word, you are free to leave. But just remember that you will be hunted by Chaos, and the enemy doesn't care if they have to rip your loved ones apart to get to you."

"Now then, Mr Atlas. What do you last remember?"

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Interactions: Cinia @Cuccoruler, Fane @Pyromaniacwolf

Wrath allowed himself to be pulled forward by Cinia, not fighting her for she was stronger than he was, and superior in position. He didn't sit, instead leaning against the low back of a seat and inclined his head as a greeting to the Dark magic user, Baxter or Baxley or something along those lines. He wasn't one to remember the names of other cultists, only face and abilities.

"Recruitment and survillence. And I wouldn't even get to kill any Balance magic users I come across?" Wrath snorted in disgust. "You ask the impossible, lead worshipper. I don't do mercy, and unless they manage to injure me into retreating, I will not display my abilities to that bunch of pansies just so they can counter it the next time around. There is a reason enemies shouldn't be left alive."

We Was Reincarnated!

@olcharlieboi Ooh, can you please message me with my character's ability and stuff too? I'm dying to know...

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

Still alive, just checking in and all that. Waiting for BubbleGum to post otherwise it would just be Brynhilda interacting with the others...

Marvel - Dawn of Heroes

The Hub, 5th September 2016

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Interaction: Stephanie Rogers @DrewVonAwesome

Sweeping a scrutinizing glance over the Captain as the taller woman spoke, Natasha could sympathise. Clad in gym wear and towel around her neck, her posture and actions were clear as crisp as usual, but the supersoldier's tone and minute facial expression exuded weariness to those who knew where to look. It was apparently becoming the norm for missions meant to be a cakewalk - compared to some of the things the Avengers could get tangled up in - to go south. Maintaining the same distance even as Rogers stopped to face her fully, Natasha adopted a more relaxed stance, folding her arms and shifting her weight slightly to one foot. By the seriousness in the Captain's voice, the contemplative but distant gleam in her gaze...this abrupt change in topic was obviously not going to lead to a light-hearted conversation between them. But then, since when did people like them have the luxury of exchanging words of nonsense?

Letting the second of silence stretch as Rogers stopped talking, Natasha broke the gaze to survey their surroundings with her peripheral vision. The corridor was wide and they were positioned at the far left up against the wall and the agent knew better than to step within the Black Widow's space. In such a public place, they had as much privacy as possible. Even so, Natasha tilted her head so her long hair fell like a curtain, covering the right side of her face and disabling anyone not directly before her the chance to read her lips.

"You are right. I am the last person you should ask about sparing a target." She replied softly, locking her gaze on the Captain's. "The closest I came to sparing someone who could kill me was Clint. Hawkeye, as you know him. But even then I still attacked him." Coulson didn't count as they had never gone at each other with the intention to kill. "From what little experience I have on this subject, I would say you pulled you punches because your mind subconsciously registered the target as a friend, most possibily a very close friend from your past. That's my opinion."

Family member was impossible, seeing as Rogers was the only child, and any other family she had like her mother were long dead. Her closest friend was Sergeant Barnes, who fell to his death before the war ended, so that option was also out. This individual Rogers faced being a member of the Howling Commandoes was possible if a ninety-year old could still move like a man at the peak of his youth. Then there is the option of said target being a mutant.

"Besides the metal arm and scar, do you remember anything else about him? Anything unique? Any distinguishing features? We might be able to narrow down the list of suspects, especailly since a cybernatc arm with a red star is rather rare in itself." And a red star would mean Soviet or a country ran by communists. Again, that was a short list. Nevertheless, something about the arm and mark niggled at her memories. Not the ones after joining S.H.I.E.L.D, but before, and that alone made her leery. Everything that had anything to do with the Red Room and Department X spelled trouble.

"Come on, Captain. Let's walk while you think it through." Natasha added, inclining her head towards the end of the hallway. "There might be an urgent assignment awaiting."

Daemons Rising

@Cherrywitch Just to clarify before I reply, is the guy who turned purple a daemon, a summoned creature, a magic user...?

Daemons Rising

Interactions: Arden @MistOfEternity

The silent atmosphere after his announcement wasn't unexpected in the slightest. Hence, Emory remained patiently in his seat, flipping another page in his notebook to look over his coded notes in order to refresh his mind about what he needed to tell them, what they had to figure out on their own and the questions he had anticipated them asking. This information spanned a good few pages, giving him lots of reading material until anyone finally deigned to open their mouths. When a sound eventually broke the silence, it wasn't from anyone within the room. A sharp rap, then the door opened slowly and a young man came in hesitantly, voice mellow. From the various moths and other winged insects buzzing around him, Emory was certain this man was Arden Taika, the neutral magic user his boss told him about.

"Emory Lone, Lead assistant. On behalf of the leader, I thank you for accepting this request. Unfortunately, the Leader had something to take care of and has tasked me with filling you in." Bookmarking his page with his left index finger, he got up from the chair and offered his right hand for a handshake. "Fortunately, you have came at the right time. As you can see, the others are awake but I have yet to fill them in on the reality of this situation, so I would ask you to wait by Kitty and Theo until I introduce you, please."

We Was Reincarnated!

Changing the dying thing would help when I do the first IC post.

lol I am tempted to tell you what the ability is I will emit.

yes you may move her to the Character Tab.

@olcharlieboi

Changed the dying bit to a really vague "freak accident".
And I'm really tempted to ask, but I can wait, no biggie. I'll just make sure to squash the urge ever five minutes.

We Was Reincarnated!

REINCARNATION Character Sheet

Name: Shin-ha Song
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Korean
Age: 18
Drawn Number: 13
Appearance: Due to her ethnic background, Shin-ha has wavy, dark brown hair that looks black when not under light which she keeps short, the end of the longest strands falling just shy of the top of her shoulders. She takes after her mother in regards to facial features and lithe body structure. She has high cheekbones and an oval face that ends in a sharp and pointed chin, framed by short side-fringes that are just a little longer than the rest of her hair. Her fairly-even-but-jagged forehead fringe is parted to the left and stops just above her slightly arched eyebrows, high enough not to get into her eyes when she does vigorous activities, or merely tilts her head down. She has a straight nose, thin, firm lips that are faintly pink and a strong jawline, making her more handsome than pretty. Her eyes are gunmetal-blue, staring piercingly out from under heavy-lidded eyelids, giving her a consistently bored look, as though she is always a minute away from dozing off. Her usual outfits consists of sneakers, long-sleeved turtle necked shirts and slacks of blue, grey and purples.

As a yoga-enthusiast, she can add excellent flexibility and muscle control to her physical attributes. Due to her short height and legs, Shin-ha has gotten used to needing to keep pace with people with longer strides than her, thus, her steps are always brisk and purposeful. Not to mention, her posture is ramrod straight no matter if she sits or stands as she wishes to appear taller. Her height is something of a sore spot due to her family members all being a good few inches taller, and her refusal to wear uncomfortable heels just makes her all the smaller compared to her sisters and mother.

Visual

Backstory: Nothing much can be said about Shin-ah besides the fact that she is the eldest daughter of the Song family, known in their local area for producing members who excel in a wide variety of chosen field, with not one member going into the same career as another. Her mother, Yona, is an elementary school teacher who married her engineer father, Soo-won. Incensed that their only child would lower himself to marry someone below his status, Soo-won's father refused to allow his son to inherit his fortune, writing him out of the will. He would have had Soo-won disowned was there a second son and not a daughter, but eventually had to settle for chasing him from his sight. Hence, Shin-ah's parents relocated to Yokohama, where she was born a year later.

Although still a member of high Korean society by name, Shin-ah did not grow up amongst wealth originally entitled to one of her status. Instead, with the money in his account, Soo-won established a small mechanics shop catering to vehicles and engines of all kinds. As business steadily increased, Yona advised her husband to expand. When Shin-ah reached the age of eight, her family was doing much better for themselves than they had initially imagined, and Soo-won's sister and her own family was even starting to visit them in Japan. Two years later saw the arrival of her twin younger brothers, Jong-in and Jong-su, whom she absolutely adored.

Years of bliss went by, and before she knew it, she was graduating from elementary school, and was offered a wide variety of high schools to choose from. She picked Issen High even if it was quite a distance away, but decided it was well worth waking up early because they had one of the best science labs available for students' use. It was during her sophomore year of Junior High that Soo-won's mother informed him of his father's passing and his reinstatement as the head of the Song Family. Soo-wno accepted the responsibilities that came with the title, but refused to return to Korea, not when he had established a great life in Yokohama, and achieved in providing a stable living enviornment for him and his family. Instead, he made his mother his proxy in Korea, with his younger sister taking over when his mother, too, passed.

Other than the odd family drama and bouts of mischief from her eight-year-old brothers, her life thus far has been pretty mundane, broken by the weekly lab experiments she opted to undertake in weekend cram school. With her great results in English and Japanese literature, chemistry and biology, her ambition is to be a microbiologist due to her interest with how different organisms work, and of course, maybe discovering more about the world at a molecular level along the way. After her first year in Senior High, she turned down the opportunity to run for a position on the Student Council as she was already busy with running an after-school tutoring session.

Now in her last year of Senior High, her class - as well as a few other classes - celebrated the end of the year, conclusion of their finals and the approach of the holidays by going on a field trip to the countryside. Unfortunately, it was the last field trip she and a few others would ever experience in a world they grew up in, for a freak accident occurred.

Personal Info:

Personality

Shin-ah has many different aspects to her personality. She is often serious, maintaining a bland expression which can turn into a sharp scowl if faced with something – or someone – she dislikes. As someone who does not like to be under the spotlight, she tries to appear bland and unassuming to make up for her brilliance in her studies. Her average looks, casual clothes that allows her to fade into the sea of youths around her age and mild-mannered speech all contribute greatly in making her seems like an ordinary, boring person. She can often be found in the library or quiet little corners and has the tendency to slip into her native Korean tongue when thoroughly aggravated, frustrated, or is in deep thought and musing aloud.

But unknown to mere acquaintances, she has a humorous side, often displayed in the form of dry or sarcastic comments, especially when hanging around the few people she fully trusts. People on that list includes her immediate family, a few select childhood friends, and a little old lady running the local bakery. Shin-ah only allows herself to be carefree, loud and active when in a place she feels safe, such as her home and her school's science clubroom. She is relatively caring in that while she doesn’t believe in sugar-coating the truth no matter how harsh it may be, she will break the news gently if that person is close to her, or is in visible distress, close to breaking down.

Shin-ah is extremely practical, and strives to be a woman of sound moral principles, and would stand by them no matter what it cost her. She can be stubborn and hard-headed when she believes she is right, and refuses to be convinced otherwise unless the opponent manages to bring sound logic into the argument. Though she has a sharp tongue and has no problems in standing up to others when she is in a temper, Shin-ah is still the type of person who would give others a second chance when they had proven themselves worthy of it. She refrains from judging people by first impression alone, and usually reserves her opinion until she knows them better. While she might be a hard person to offend, she can't stand being belittled, and can get rather competitive, especially if that particular person proves rather challenging. Her temper is a slow simmering fire, not easily coerced to rearing up and retaliate, but the right trigger works like kerosene, making it explosive and abruptly, but dwindles down quickly. The right trigger? Threatening her younger siblings. The older ones can take care of themselves, but the younger were her responsibilities.

Likes/Dislikes/Hobbies

Likes: Playing with her brothers, helping around the house, board and card games, learning obscure vocabulary for giggles, action and historical movies/drama
Dislikes: Slime, horror/scary movies or atmosphere, worms, brussel sprouts
Hobbies: Reading and writing fiction (in English, Korean and Japanese), listening to pop music, playing erhu/niko, doing experiments and observing life under a microscope

Other: N/A