mickilennial

Enter: Into an Isekai World

Naw, I wasn't waiting on Polaris in particular. It'd just be awkward to post any sort of question towards his character if he wasn't in the RP anymore.

@ERode

Oh alright. Carry on then, lol.

Pariah Online: A Voyage into the Intangible Aether

Location: City Sewers, The City-State of Thorinn, Aetheria

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Why was he yelling? What was he yelling?

Rael’s palms pressed against the cold stone of the sewer floor as the tall American screeched at her about her playing hero. What? Did he prefer Kalie drown in the depths of the sewer because she had been about as caught off guard as most of them had been and didn’t stick the landing for once in her life? Did he want the healer, who Alja apparently knew to some inherent level? It didn’t make sense. Then it did.

Nobody cares about you. He’s yelling because you acted stupid again. Like with the bat.

A familiar whisper in the back of her mind. But her own anxieties, her own inner self didn’t make sense with what she was hearing. It confused her and she was still coughing up a good deal of water. Admittedly, it was a pretty stupid thing but he was glad she was okay? I mean, if she drowned the guy would be up Mt. Fuji without a parachute, or as the American expression went—up shit creek without a paddle. This group of theirs relied on her and it felt good. Seele tried to impart that she was a good person in the tavern in their conversation, a hero, but all she had done is dismiss it. What was heroism in a game of survival? If she was out there alone who knows how many people who didn’t like her would string a rope around a tree just for a little revenge? Sometimes Hanako didn’t even know how her own mind worked.

“What’s wrong? Jealous that I made sure this party didn’t drown?” She smirked, deflecting her own internal thoughts as she pushed herself to her feet.

“The elevator, huh?” She repeated as she channeled her magic as a gust of wind dried out her clothes and hair before she spat out some water from her mouth onto the ground before retying her hair into a loose ponytail.

“Shouldn’t be too hard to find.” She commented though as she went to say another remark a distant, distorted shriek could be heard in the likely direction they would be heading. Her brows narrowed as she looked to Valena. “With our luck, we got another dire rat at...”

Valena nodded. “The élévateur.”

Enter: Into an Isekai World

I'M ALIVE lmao

I was just drowning in Genshin yesterday but yes I am still here LMAO

@Polaris North

Oh cool. Believe Erode is waiting on you but I gave him to clear to post. So sort that out or IDK race to the posting line. You do you.

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Extracriminal: ..something something.. [NOT Searching]

If I can make the time this'll be what I go with, Bart.

My Hider

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Name:

Meora Voskovec

Nickname:

Vos

Age:

27

Nationality:

Czech-American

Appearance:

5’6”, lithe but toned, Meora Voskovec is probably an idea build and height for a thief. A few centuries ago she probably would’ve been even better than she is today given the lack of advanced security measures. Being of Czechoslovakian descent she is also near-pale with brown-amber eyes. Her blonde hair is dyed a green-blue, but changing things up to stand out less is pretty easy to do for her cosmetically.

Personality:

Reserved and distrusting, Meora has never been able to trust anyone. In work she goes by “Vos” for just that reason. She doesn’t need calling cards or a proper reputation, she saw what having a reputation did for her father and some of his old contacts. As a defense mechanism to keep people at arms length she is particularly smarmy and snarky, often poking fun at other people’s action when it is annoying. She’s not a people person and she does have a temper. That said, she isn’t particularly keen on bloodshed or murder so working with her isn’t an experience where you have to look over your shoulder. Besides, she’s the thief. She’s in the vents, anyway.

Bio:

Meora Voskovec never knew her mother. She heard stories about her throughout her childhood by her father, but ultimately the distinct absence of a maternal presence caused Meora not to really be in touch with any sort of feminine side of herself. She was her father’s daughter, and for many people that was an exceptionally bad thing.

Girl was making fun of you? Slam her head into a metal pole. Boy was trying to push you around, make the taste of his locker the only thing he could remember the next day. She was in rough spaces and before she was twelve-years-old she was a consummate sociopath. Didn’t help that her father was a crook and a thief. Didn’t help that when her father picked up on her ‘sneaky fingers’ he started easing her into the family business which included the art of skullduggery. The father-daughter relationship was weird. Exceptionally. Instead of teaching Meora to adapt to society she was busy being treated how to break locks, maneuver vents, and disable technological failsafes. Sometimes a thief didn’t have a hacker to safeguard them and in his experience there was nobody you could trust in the “industry”.

Before she was sixteen Meora’s favorite place was a ventilation shaft. By the time she was twenty she had stolen her first painting. At twenty-five she was already an expert in her field.

And then came the loss of her father at the hands of somebody for something the dynamic duo had stolen from. It’s something Meora has been trying to put together for the last year, but admittedly she is not a people person and certainly no detective. She continued working as a thief tirelessly as other associates close to her father began disappearing as well. How long until the crosshair was over her head? How many of her father’s old contacts knew about his daughter? Hard to say. When she found herself being contacted by a mysterious benefactor who knew exactly who she was despite not that much information being out there. It was curious. Smelled like a trap, but when you’re desperate you’ll do what you do.

Thus begun her collaboration with “The Senior”.

Skillset:

• International Thief
  _{Meora has a keen eye and knowledge for unique inventory and their origins. She can spot fakes easily and has exceptional skill in noise reduction and visibility control due to her profession where stealth is a required skillset.}

• Short Distance Combatant
  _{Pistols and certain forms of martial arts compose of the entirety of Meora's skills in defense and incapacitation. A god strike to the throat or solar plexus can control a situation effectively before it gets out of hand.}

• Subterfuge Expertise
  _{You need the right tools to help you out whether you are going solo or not. Laser grids are still heavily in use and magnetic locks can be a death sentence. It's good to know how to keep you or your team safe with conventional tools meant for subterfuge. It won't get you through a real security system for long, though.}

• Advanced Forgery & Counterfeiting
  _{Meora isn’t a hacker in the conventional sense. However, when it comes to pieces of art or certain older forms of identification or merit, give her the right tools and time and she can pull off a pretty good copy.}

• Urban Warfare Analyst
  _{There’s a difference in knowing how to control a combat situation in the battlefield and in the streets. What corners are the most dangerous for oncoming threats if you need to run away? Where can you hide? What environmental weapons can you use as distractions or determents? Meora has lived her whole life in abandoned warehouses. Sure, for a long time her dad was watching her back but he also let her learn hard lessons.}

Phenomena:

N/A

Personal Equipment:

Some conventional “analog” tools like lockpicks and such in addition to techno-tools to tamper with security dangers of the job. For self-defense or self-offense mostly she has on hand is a polymer 10mm Glock handgun. Sometimes she comes in with two, but only sometimes.

Extracriminal: ..something something.. [NOT Searching]

Ideas coming along. Maybe. Hope I have the time.

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Enter: Into an Isekai World

@ERode That said, feel free to post since you'd see the text as well if you are sticking with Hiroko. You don't need to feel like you need to wait particularly.

Delbrook Academy High School

Welcome to the party, @Rodiak!

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