That makes sense to me. Take any opportunity to get something rare you can use. It being rare makes it all the more likely for you to jump at any opportunity you have to get it
Name: Tesni Edris Title: Dynasty Queen Age: 17 Nationality: Wales
Personality: A somewhat selfish and flighty girl with a unique outlook on right and wrong. Tesni hates people who commit wrongdoings but rely on the rule of law to protect themselves, in short hypocrites. This has led her to be labelled a delinquent and a no-good troublemaker by anyone with a semblance of actionable authority. Unsurprisingly the bad name given to her by people she has no respect for have done absolutely nothing to dissuade her from running into buildings with a lead pipe and ruining ‘bad guys’ days if the situation calls for it… or sometimes if the situation didn’t call for it because of personal philosophy.
Tesni vehemently disagrees with the idea of being a hero and instead believes in ‘being kind’ or 'doing kind acts'. There is being kind by helping someone with their grocery bags and there is being kind by punching an asshole in the nose and Tesni’s brand of being kind leans greatly towards the latter. Plus being kind gets compensation of some kind, being a ‘hero’ gets you nothing. If someone was being cynical, you could say that her ‘being kind’ is an excuse to be violent, but if you were being generous, it could be read as she simply lacks the temper and patience required to not get involved in others business.
She has no issue teaming up with other magical girls, but they might have an issue with Tesni's methods. As subtle as a hammer and twice as dense when it comes to combat, Tesni has a simple belief that if you can use pure blunt force to solve a problem then it's not really a problem, is it? Perhaps if Tesni was more flexible in her thinking, the more esoteric and mystical powers of her grimoire would be available to her.
Becoming a Magical Girl wasn't exactly something Tesni stived for. In all honesty she felt that if the world were truly peaceful then there would be no need for something like The Grand Ministry to exist, but regardless of her personal beliefs the fact is she became a Magical Girl.
In an ideal story, one worthy of becoming its own Grimoire, it would have been a dark and stormy night with dramatic lightning and a horde of Pageless threatening to devour her when she defiantly stood in their way to save a stray cat or some orphan preschoolers...
Instead it was a bland overcast afternoon, the kind of day where you knew it wasn't going to rain so it left the day with this muddy, lackluster, feeling about it. The kind of day that felt like it sucked up all the colour in it. It was on this disgusting looking day Tesni was in the middle of getting her ass kicked and thrown into a back alley by three older students. Each one had individually had their own asses kicked by Tesni and in their shared humiliation had decided that she deserved to be taught a lesson. Maybe Tesni did deserve it, after all is there anything more fragile than a high schoolers ego? And she had thoroughly shattered it for each one of them. Exposing the shameful, despicable, things they had done that they wouldn't even dare tell anyone. But her greatest sin of all, was not being strong enough to handle the fallout of what they did when they felt they had nothing left to lose.
So Tesni was being beaten up in an alley, like an NPC who gets saved as part of a tutorial battle in an RPG. While the students were getting their kicks Tesni couldn't help but cackle and laugh as she looked behind them. It was the Pageless slowly crawling down the walls of the building, and out from under dumpsters. Tesni didn't know the name of them then, but latter on she supposed that they must have thought the story of "Girl who exposed villains then was found beaten in an alley" was a good one. One of the students looked back before screaming and running off, another quickly following. The last student was a rich kid at the school and was the one that frankly hated Tesni the most out of all of them, so before running off she grabbed a pipe from a nearby dumpster and swung it down on Tesni's leg.
Tesni couldn't stop laughing even as the pain brought tears to her eyes. There was no chance of running anymore so she reached up towards the lead pipe and held it tight. Jamming into the ground she pulled herself up and braced against it.
"Talk about no good deed going unpunished... well, I think I can manage at least one more good deed today~" Tesni wasn't sure if it was the pain in her leg, but her mind was shockingly clear and so... she swung the pipe.
Over and over again, the hollow pipe whistled through the air, the clanging percussion echoing through the air as the pipe struck the ground, or the wall. Each swing was getting heavier in her hands, but... she was swinging it faster as if the weight was meaningless. Pageless that were previously being harmlessly knocked away her suddenly evaporating at the touch. Tesni started moving, not even feeling the injury in her leg, almost dancing down the alley the pipe glowing with a golden light before ringing out as she slammed it to the ground, no longer echoing out that hollow clanking sound. Stabbing the staff into the ground, Tesni instinctively pulled on the staff and is stretched, lengthening and pulling her skyward as the last Pageless was escaping. Kicking the staff beneath her and using her grip on the tip as a pivot point, Tesni swung the staff around it an overhead arc, slamming the staff down upon the Pageless... and 'accidentally' pancaking the front of a nice sports car owned by a certain rich kid she happened to know.
"Well, I guess I'm the punishment for their good deed~"
Title: Journey to the West Classification: Legend Rank Description: Journey to the West has been adapted and retold so many times that most everyone has heard some variation of the story. In its most simple summary: Sun Wukong the Monkey King is tasked with escorting Tang Sanzang on his journey westward to retrieve original Buddhist scriptures. Along way many trials are overcome, often involving demons and Sun Wukong defeating them.
Ruyi Jingu Bang: A iron pillar that was gifted to the Monkey King and was originally used to measure the depths of the oceans in time immemorial. Weighing 17,550 lbs (7,960 kg) and able to change its size at the wielder’s whim, often the size of a toothpick for convenience.
"Fiery-eyes Golden-gaze": Allows Tesni to identify evil no matter what form it takes; however, it also causes smoke to sting her eyes if used for longer that five minutes at a time.
Cloud Trapeze: Able to ‘ride’ or ‘swing’ on clouds. In theory this should let Tesni fly. In practice all she can manage at the moment is a double jump.
Enhanced Strength: it’s a necessity… 17,550 lbs is very, very, heavy
Hand-to-hand combat: Despite being called a 'magical' girl, Tesni is very specifically built for close combat.
Hopefully the rest of the sheets get approved by then. I kind of like the idea of playing along side someone with a muppet avatar, even if their character's almost 9 ton toothpick kind of scares me.
Don't be scared! She promises to only commit 'kind acts' with her size changing toothpick of doom
Let's see if I can shake off my RPing rust. Give it to me straight and let me know what I need to fix or if I misinterpreted anything about the setting.
Name: Tesni Edris Age: 17 Nationality: Wales
Personality: A somewhat selfish and flighty girl with a unique outlook on right and wrong. Tesni hates people who commit wrongdoings but rely on the rule of law to protect themselves, in short hypocrites. This has led her to be labelled a delinquent and a no-good troublemaker by anyone with a semblance of actionable authority. Unsurprisingly the bad name given to her by people she has no respect for have done absolutely nothing to dissuade her from running into buildings with a lead pipe and ruining ‘bad guys’ days if the situation calls for it… or sometimes if the situation didn’t call for it because of personal philosophy.
Tesni vehemently disagrees with the idea of being a hero and instead believes in ‘being kind’ or 'doing kind acts'. There is being kind by helping someone with their grocery bags and there is being kind by punching an asshole in the nose and Tesni’s brand of being kind leans greatly towards the latter. Plus being kind gets compensation of some kind, being a ‘hero’ gets you nothing. If someone was being cynical, you could say that her ‘being kind’ is an excuse to be violent, but if you were being generous, it could be read as she simply lacks the temper and patience required to not get involved in others business.
She has no issue teaming up with other magical girls, but they might have an issue with Tesni's methods. As subtle as a hammer and twice as dense when it comes to combat, Tesni has a simple belief that if you can use pure blunt force to solve a problem then it's not really a problem, is it? Perhaps if Tesni was more flexible in her thinking, the more esoteric and mystical powers of her grimoire would be available to her.
Becoming a Magical Girl wasn't exactly something Tesni stived for. In all honesty she felt that if the world were truly peaceful then there would be no need for something like The Grand Ministry to exist, but regardless of her personal beliefs the fact is she became a Magical Girl.
In an ideal story, one worthy of becoming its own Grimoire, it would have been a dark and stormy night with dramatic lightning and a horde of Pageless threatening to devour her when she defiantly stood in their way to save a stray cat or some orphan preschoolers...
Instead it was a bland overcast afternoon, the kind of day where you knew it wasn't going to rain so it left the day with this muddy, lackluster, feeling about it. The kind of day that felt like it sucked up all the colour in it. It was on this disgusting looking day Tesni was in the middle of getting her ass kicked and thrown into a back alley by three older students. Each one had individually had their own asses kicked by Tesni and in their shared humiliation had decided that she deserved to be taught a lesson. Maybe Tesni did deserve it, after all is there anything more fragile than a high schoolers ego? And she had thoroughly shattered it for each one of them. Exposing the shameful, despicable, things they had done that they wouldn't even dare tell anyone. But her greatest sin of all, was not being strong enough to handle the fallout of what they did when they felt they had nothing left to lose.
So Tesni was being beaten up in an alley, like an NPC who gets saved as part of a tutorial battle in an RPG. While the students were getting their kicks Tesni couldn't help but cackle and laugh as she looked behind them. It was the Pageless slowly crawling down the walls of the building, and out from under dumpsters. Tesni didn't know the name of them then, but latter on she supposed that they must have thought the story of "Girl who exposed villains then was found beaten in an alley" was a good one. One of the students looked back before screaming and running off, another quickly following. The last student was a rich kid at the school and was the one that frankly hated Tesni the most out of all of them, so before running off she grabbed a pipe from a nearby dumpster and swung it down on Tesni's leg.
Tesni couldn't stop laughing even as the pain brought tears to her eyes. There was no chance of running anymore so she reached up towards the lead pipe and held it tight. Jamming into the ground she pulled herself up and braced against it.
"Talk about no good deed going unpunished... well, I think I can manage at least one more good deed today~" Tesni wasn't sure if it was the pain in her leg, but her mind was shockingly clear and so... she swung the pipe.
Over and over again, the hollow pipe whistled through the air, the clanging percussion echoing through the air as the pipe struck the ground, or the wall. Each swing was getting heavier in her hands, but... she was swinging it faster as if the weight was meaningless. Pageless that were previously being harmlessly knocked away her suddenly evaporating at the touch. Tesni started moving, not even feeling the injury in her leg, almost dancing down the alley the pipe glowing with a golden light before ringing out as she slammed it to the ground, no longer echoing out that hollow clanking sound. Stabbing the staff into the ground, Tesni instinctively pulled on the staff and is stretched, lengthening and pulling her skyward as the last Pageless was escaping. Kicking the staff beneath her and using her grip on the tip as a pivot point, Tesni swung the staff around it an overhead arc, slamming the staff down upon the Pageless... and 'accidentally' pancaking the front of a nice sports car owned by a certain rich kid she happened to know.
"Well, I guess I'm the punishment for their good deed~"
Title: Journey to the West Classification: Legend Rank Description: Journey to the West has been adapted and retold so many times that most everyone has heard some variation of the story. In its most simple summary: Sun Wukong the Monkey King is tasked with escorting Tang Sanzang on his journey westward to retrieve original Buddhist scriptures. Along way many trials are overcome, often involving demons and Sun Wukong defeating them.
Ruyi Jingu Bang: A iron pillar that was gifted to the Monkey King and was originally used to measure the depths of the oceans in time immemorial. Weighing 17,550 lbs (7,960 kg) and able to change its size at the wielder’s whim, often the size of a toothpick for convenience.
"Fiery-eyes Golden-gaze": Allows Tesni to identify evil no matter what form it takes; however, it also causes smoke to sting her eyes if used for longer that five minutes at a time.
Cloud Trapeze: Able to ‘ride’ or ‘swing’ on clouds. In theory this should let Tesni fly. In practice all she can manage at the moment is a double jump.
Enhanced Strength: it’s a necessity… 17,550 lbs is very, very, heavy
Hand-to-hand combat: Despite being called a 'magical' girl, Tesni is very specifically built for close combat.
Blair saw the guy who could turn into a rock go into the bakery after hastily explaining his plan. Dragging the very unhelpful mock bakers she moved them to the alley on the stable enough side of the building by a dumpster. Going back to the bakery and going through the door, Blair started up the stairs. Her face covered by her helmet her voice was muffled to the point her muttering was near inaudible.
“Take them somewhere safe? There was no designated safe zone and three steps in any direction looks like a bomb went off. Oh yeah, I’ll just find the least exploded part of the city and just pray some dynamic disaster doesn’t occur there. At least if they’re nearby I can react.” Near the open door with boulder boy inside, Blair carefully moved to the back of the bus before picking up two mannequins and carrying them under her arms
“Okay, okay. So, first I’m getting them off the bus, no sense taking precious time going up and down stairs. I’m going to be placing the chickadees in a doorway where the building is structurally sound before coming back for more.” Blair making a trip with the first pair of child sized crash test dummies before explaining the plan more as she gathered more kids.
“Once they’re all out we check that there’s no one below the bus, if there is no one, I render the part it’s caught on frictionless, letting the bus fall out, so we aren’t going through a building with the fear of a bus landing on our heads.” Her second trip with all the haste of someone trying to save kids from a teetering bus and having no idea if the building could support the weight of a bus for any length of time. Especially with a heavy rock man in it.
“Okay, so I know we’re supposed to take care of the buildings and stuff, but people are more important than things. Got it? Good. Be right back.” And with the last batch of crash test dummies out of the bus, Blair stuck her head out the window and saw there were no dummies, civilian or otherwise, with the potential of being squished.
“Alright, coast is clear, come on out rocketeer.” Picking up a hammer from an upturned toolbox, Blair gripped the brick façade of the building and made to swing it as soon as Peter left the bus, ready to let it slide out relatively harmlessly.
Vibrant red. No better colour for a hero to wear. Bright like a fire truck, an emergency vehicle. The lightweight full body armour lacked bulk, while the white pants and coat added that bit of heroic flair. Running her hand over the smooth helmet, Blair walked towards the training ground, every hero dashing off to perform mighty acts of heroism. Blair knelt and smacked the bottoms of her shoes, taking care to use as little force as needed before she took a speed skater’s pose. Shooting off, her feet moved as if she was skating on ice and she quickly built momentum.
Streaking into the city, Blair slid into an alleyway and saw a ‘mugger’ along with ‘small child’ and ‘mother’ styled mannequin robot… things. Crouching as she flew towards the mugger, Blair stuck out her arm before standing as she clotheslined the mugger. Momentum and force causing the mugger to be carried away on an armoured arm, while the machine was rendered frictionless due to the impact. Not stopping, Blair watched over her shoulder as the robot flailed on the ground like a turtle on its back while skidding off into the street, pinwheeling in a rather comical fashion.
“Okay, so that’s two civilians rescued, and one mugger incapacitated.” Putting a hand to the ground the armoured fingers sparked slightly as she made a tight turn and moved deeper into the city, reasoning that most of the students would just be entering from the one side and taking on all incidents as they found them. That still left an entire mock city’s worth of disasters and crimes occurring.
“Feels like letting the rest of the city go to hell in a hand-basket would be a fail conditi-” as she raced past a she saw what looked like a school bus planted in the side of a building. Screeching to a halt, Blair used the tips of her shoes to run back and get a proper look.
“What the…” the bus, complete with robotic school children crying in their computerized voices, looked as if a giant hand had picked the bus up and stabbed it into the side of what looked like a bakery. The glass façade was oddly intact, the bus having gone through the brick wall instead
“Okay, okay… first, don’t move the bus. It might be the only thing keeping the building up right now. Letting the building crush all the school kids and maybe bakers sounds bad.” Going to the front door of the store, Blair tenderly opened it and waited for the creaking to stop before slowly picking up ‘baker’ robots and putting them on the pavement. All the while the thought ‘what do I do about the bus?’ swirled in her head over and over.
Hero Name: Unlimited Quirk Name: Polishing Quirk Type: Emitter Quirk Description: Through kinetic force cause micro-vibrations to reduce the friction of objects/people. The greater the force the greater the affected area. A standard step would create “footprint” worth of frictionless ground for example. A hard stomp will cause an area of roughly a meter radius to ripple out from the point of impact if hitting the ground.
Inventory & Possessions: inline skates, reinforced gloves, knee-pads and helmet
The deafening sound of roaring wind, the steep incline and gravity sending her streaking down. This is what Blair loved. The chase… no not the chase itself, the speed of the chase, the world turning into a streak of blurred colour. That teetering on the edge of control. One wrong move and losing control. The thrill of that tightrope. Slapping her body, the feeling of drag melted away from Blair as if an invisible hand let her go, and she accelerated once more. She was so close to catching him, the motorised scooter was barely in reach, but that would be enough.
With a scowl that quickly turned into a grin Blair leaned forward and planted her armoured glove to the rear wheel, fingers skittering as she pushed against the treads of the wheel. The rear wheel was gradually waxed glassy smooth, losing all grip. The scooter quickly started losing speed as traction decayed and once the wheel was smooth, the purse snatcher screamed as his crappy getaway vehicle fishtailed out of control at relatively low velocity… well compared to the full throttle he was going before anyway.
“Ooof, unlucky for you, but I have to say… you had it coming. You should really check your tires; I mean driving an improperly serviced vehicle is just plain dangerous you know. I mean, after all, using Quirks without a licence is a serious offence so it simply must be bad luck on your part really. There's only about a hand print worth of tire holding grip to the ground you know?” Picking up the purse Blair checked to make sure everything was there and nothing was broken. Making the resonable assumption that she wasn't going to be able to skate up a steep hill, Blair kicked off her skates. Looking at the dazed would be thief, Blair slapped the criminal’s shoes, hands, knees and elbows, leaving him with no easy way to get traction and get up off the ground before any law enforcement arrived. All that was left was to make the boring trek back up the hill back to its owner.