Mr Rage

Project Phobia: Origins

Reposting my character here first, just to get an official approval stamp before posting it to the character sheet. Also, gets people to see it without hunting for character relations and what his power does. shrugs.

Character Appearance

Name: Hirikawa Reiji

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Personality: Ostensibly Serious. All. The. Time. Rarely cracks a joke and is quick to anger. Doesn't get along well with most other people, but still somehow manages to earn their trust and respect. Holds loyalty more important than anything else, and betrayal as the worst thing you can do, outside of this he doesn't really have much of a Moral Compass. Doesn't drink or smoke, but not for any reason other than he doesn't like the flavor.

Appearance: Reiji has shoulder length black hair that is kept unkempt at most times. He is lean and trim giving anyone who sees him the idea that he is weak but probably very fast, which is true. He is tall for a Japanese man, standing near 6 feet tall, so he has quite the reach with the Katana he keeps on him, whenever possible. His skin is fair and smooth, further eluding to his skill with the sword - If he wasn't good, he'd be dead or covered with scars - or giving the appearance of being untested, which is untrue. His eyes are the type of bright amber brown not commonly found, perhaps closer to honey when seen in the raw daylight. Almost always wears black, but if he deviates it is to wear whites, blue, or grey.

Fear: Oneirophobia - the Fear of Dreams. Reiji has developed the ability to manifest dreams from his target, good or bad, and manipulate them to his will, utilizing visions of grandeur to bolster the confidence of a team mate or tricking a foe into false bravado, drawing on calming dreams to reduce panic or alarm, or simply twisting a good dream into a bad dream. The love of your life leaving you for your childhood best friend, your favorite pet being killed over and over again, being forced to kill your own parents during a special memory.

History: Reiji was born in one of the few remaining rural the countrysides in Japan by his grandparents. His grandparents were traditionalists and keepers of the old ways, teaching him of the Ayanokoji and Yokai. However, this taught belief manifested in terrible dreams. Sometimes they were just nightmares, sometimes they were waking dreams, sometimes they were pleasant. The dreams could last for only a few moments, or he could be locked in a coma-like state for days. He developed his fear of dreams, or Oneirophobia, due the terrifying and uncontrollable nature of his dreams. As a teen his Grandparents passed away and he was forced to move into the mega-metropolis that was the rest of the country of Japan. He quickly adapted to his new environment, but did not bond well with the other students in his school- he was often despondent and lethargic due to a lack of sleeping - being afraid to dream will do that to you. Once he graduated from High School he decided to dedicate himself to his swordplay and went on a journey around Japan to the dojos and learn wherever he could, challenging anyone who would accept. This developed a name for himself and a bit of a reputation. Eventually, he heard of a specialist in America who might be able to help Reiji overcome his fear of Dreams and he moved to New York to meet with the doctor, this is when he was recruited for P.H.O.B.I.A.

Extra: To this day, Reiji believes in the supernatural and superstition. Don't ask to see his sword.

Relationships: TBC

Project Phobia: Origins

I should be able to Port my character sheet over from the interest check later today. I'll do a little to play with the formatting too, maybe.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

And for anyone curious, that is a customized Gundam Barbatos from Iron Blooded Orphans, which is in my opinion one of the best non-cannon Gundam Series. You can tell its Barbatos because of the high-heels. I'm not joking.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

So, I'm bored, so I am making yet another Werk. This one is just for funsies, I guess, so I am going to go ahead and stack it all the way, full 100/100 + unlock, because, its for funsies. Lemme know what you think. Boss, if you like it, feel free to use it somewhere, somehow.

Framewerk Code Name: Ryoto (Two Swords)
Appearance:
Number of Framewerk Systems: 2/2
Signature Weapon System (Twin Thermal Katana):
1 - Sword Skill 1: A set of specialized sword skills that allow for greater battlefield maneuverability.
a - Dive Strike: Using additional thrust behind the sword strike it will carry the Werk one space in the direction of the strike, completely leaves the werk without the ability to defend itself. Strike cannot be blocked, but can be deflected, further pushing the space traveled in the deflected direction as well. Can be used to strike from one space away as well.
b - Spinning Jump Slash: A flashy jump in the air the turns into a spinning, whirling dervish. Can be used against groups of opponents, a single opponent that is known to be able to block the first strike, or as a defensive maneuver. A highly defensible move.
c - The Leaping Uppercut: A nearly unblockable attack where Ryoto squats low and leaps into the air striking from low to high, sending the werk traveling up into the air, where the thrusters are then fired sending it in a direction one space, there is the opportunity for a second (standard) downward slash if there is an opponent where he lands.
2 - Sword Skill 2: An additional set of specialized sword skills that allow for greater battlefield maneuverability.
d - Rolling Strike: The werk either strikes and dives into a somersault, or somersaults and comes out of it with a strike. Slower than the dive strike, but can be stopped to defend if needed. Still moves the werk one combat space.
e - Perfect Defense: A stance that allows the Werk to perfectly cancel out a single attack against it, but cannot be used with any movement that turn.
f - Flip Strike: The werk will flip through the air, usually around an opponent or other obstacle to strike at a foe with the blades out and ready to strike even in the spinning rotation. If the first blade is blocked, the second blade will have a greater chance of evading defenses. Strike moves the werk one combat space in the direction of the strike.
Secondary Weapon System:
1 - Deflect: Using the swords to catch and deflect attacks intended for Ryoto. With enough time to prepare the attacks and can reflected back at the attacker.
2 - Dragon's Roar: The face on the chest of the werk opens up and a shot-gun blast of laser beams shoots out for a short range attack.
Weight Class: Ultra-Light with strategic armor placement to protect vital points and joints.
Special Ability:
- Seven Heavenly Swords: Seven energy swords are drawn from the face on the chest and are controlled as if with magic. They do not need to be handled by the hands of the Werk but rather float around as needed to attack and defend within a short distance.

Also: Funfact: This Werk is controled using a body mimic system, where the pilot has to actually go through the movements physically in order to make the werk make the movement. This requires a special kind of plug suit, plus vocal controls.

Project Phobia: Origins

Character Appearance

Name: Hirikawa Reiji

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Personality: Ostensibly Serious. All. The. Time. Rarely cracks a joke and is quick to anger. Doesn't get along well with most other people, but still somehow manages to earn their trust and respect. Holds loyalty more important than anything else, and betrayal as the worst thing you can do, outside of this he doesn't really have much of a Moral Compass. Doesn't drink or smoke, but not for any reason other than he doesn't like the flavor.

Appearance: Reiji has shoulder length black hair that is kept unkempt at most times. He is lean and trim giving anyone who sees him the idea that he is weak but probably very fast, which is true. He is tall for a Japanese man, standing near 6 feet tall, so he has quite the reach with the Katana he keeps on him, whenever possible. His skin is fair and smooth, further eluding to his skill with the sword - If he wasn't good, he'd be dead or covered with scars - or giving the appearance of being untested, which is untrue. His eyes are the type of bright amber brown not commonly found, perhaps closer to honey when seen in the raw daylight. Almost always wears black, but if he deviates it is to wear whites, blue, or grey.

Fear: Oneirophobia - the Fear of Dreams. Reiji has developed the ability to manifest dreams from his target, good or bad, and manipulate them to his will, utilizing visions of grandeur to bolster the confidence of a team mate or tricking a foe into false bravado, drawing on calming dreams to reduce panic or alarm, or simply twisting a good dream into a bad dream. The love of your life leaving you for your childhood best friend, your favorite pet being killed over and over again, being forced to kill your own parents during a special memory.

History: Reiji was born in one of the few remaining rural the countrysides in Japan by his grandparents. His grandparents were traditionalists and keepers of the old ways, teaching him of the Ayanokoji and Yokai. However, this taught belief manifested in terrible dreams. Sometimes they were just nightmares, sometimes they were waking dreams, sometimes they were pleasant. The dreams could last for only a few moments, or he could be locked in a coma-like state for days. He developed his fear of dreams, or Oneirophobia, due the terrifying and uncontrollable nature of his dreams. As a teen his Grandparents passed away and he was forced to move into the mega-metropolis that was the rest of the country of Japan. He quickly adapted to his new environment, but did not bond well with the other students in his school- he was often despondent and lethargic due to a lack of sleeping - being afraid to dream will do that to you. Once he graduated from High School he decided to dedicate himself to his swordplay and went on a journey around Japan to the dojos and learn wherever he could, challenging anyone who would accept. This developed a name for himself and a bit of a reputation. Eventually, he heard of a specialist in America who might be able to help Reiji overcome his fear of Dreams and he moved to New York to meet with the doctor, this is when he was recruited for P.H.O.B.I.A.

Extra: To this day Reiji believes in the supernatural and superstition. Don't ask to see his sword.

Relationships: TBC

Project Phobia: Origins

Count me in! Oneirophobia, here I come! (Fear of Dreams)

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

Zim was mostly keeping to himself as the party progressed, other than the Princess seemed to have latched on to him in her cold way while she waited for the chance to meet with the cute girl in the red dress. Then, the moment Zim was waiting for happened, Katya made her appearance. Was it just him, or was she actually glowing? He saw how she was dressed and once again regretted his decision to have come in the parade uniform. He liked what he saw, he had always had a thing for exposed necks and shoulders and the leggings only seemed to extend her legs further, however he worried that perhaps she would get cold. Maybe the parade uniform would come in handy, he could offer her his coat if it came to that. Though, in the back of his head he worried about what the regulations would say about such an action, and both of them not being in proper uniform. He would take the chance, should the opportunity arise. Zim thumbed the hairband tied around his wrist once more and resolved himself, this stupid, and immature, dance he had been doing with himself around his feelings for her was going to come to a close, one way or another, very soon. He had taken the first step with confirming things with Ariin. Now he was going to take the second step in getting closer to the object of his affections. He turned to Elizabeth, setting down the drink he had been sipping and excused himself. She was in the middle of dribbling on about something in her snide tone, Zim stopped listening a long time ago. He was already stepping away from her when she gave a flick of her hair and let of one of her trademark, "Hmph!" Zim paid it no mind as he continued on the way across the room.

Zim took deep breaths to control his heart rate as he took his strides across the room to the wall that Katya had landed at. All the same, he was acutely aware of the fact that he was more nervous about this moment than he had been about going into combat for the first time in Black Star. Zim reached up and scratched the spot on his shoulder where his tattoo was at the thought of his Werk, 'Wish me luck, partner,' Zim thought to himself, 'This is a battle I have to fight alone.' He immediately hated that he even thought that, hoping that he would get the cliche's out of his system before he made it over to Katya. Just a few more steps before he was within greeting range, one more long slow breath. This was it, he clenched his jaw tight like he was about to get punched in the gut, he released the tension as he exhaled.

"Hey there, Katya!" Zim said in an uncharacteristically happy voice. 'Tone it back, fool,' Zim reprimanded himself.

"Listen, I've wanted to talk to you for a while now," Zim said as he settled on the wall next to Katya. He untied the hair tie around his wrist and held it out for her to take, "I think we can call it even now, but I don't really want to give this back to you. I've grown attached to it, or rather, the thought-"

Zim was cut off by the commotion happening on the dance floor. Was that Irina dancing? She was better than he thought she would be... but who in the world would be dumb enough to ask her to dance, then again, who in the world had enough clout to actually get her to dance? Oh, the new girl that Elizabeth seemed pretty eager to be introduced to.

"Anyway, I've grown attached to the thought of having you near me," Zim said, but as he spoke the crowd erupted into a cheer as the girls dancing intensified their frenzies. Zim had no idea if Katya had heard him. When the crowd quieted down again he tried again. "I like having you near by," Zim said again, "You give me a reason to fight beyond revenge." 'Damn, another cliche'' Zim swore at himself as he was once again interrupted by noise on the dance floor. It wasn't the crowd this time, but Irina being... well, herself. 'Poor girl, didn't know what she was getting herself into with that one,' Zim thought to himself. But then it went on too far when the girl went running from the room crying.

"I'm sorry, excuse me," Zim said to Katya as he made his way over to dance floor where Irena was now moving to the wall. "I don't know who that girl is, or what might have happened to cause that kind of outburst, but I think you should leave," Zim said firmly to the woman as she punched the wall. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the flash of Elizabeth's red hair as she ran out into the hallway after the girl.

Elizabeth didn't see which way she had gone, and had already lost track of her, so she wandered for a while trying to find her but eventually was forced to concede. She decided that it wasn't worth going back to the party now that the cute girl was gone, so she went back to her quarters for the rest of the night.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

Zim got the invitation to the anniversary of the partnering between Paladin and Ariin, and at first, he had decided that he wasn't going to go, he had more important things to worry about. However, Zim decided that he should go, after all the younger pilot had more or less given Zim his blessings to pursue a relationship with Katya, despite his own feelings for her... that had to count as some sort of friendship, right? So Zim decided to support that with his attendance, besides, there was a good chance that Katya would show up. Zim pried himself away from his obsessive search for proof of life in the framewerks, and got ready when the time came. He wasn't sure, to be honest, about how he should be dressed, this wasn't a formal ordeal, but there were actual invitations given out? So Zim decided, ultimately, to go ahead with the military formal uniform. He dressed, polished the buttons, brass, glass, and his shoes and then finally stopped and adjusted everything to regulation perfection before finally leaving his room.

He arrived at the designated room just a moment or two late, while he was the first of the squad to arrive, besides the hosts, some of the engineering crew had made it before him. Zim looked around at the few that were there and instantly realized that he had overdressed for the occasion. 'Too late now,' Zim thought to himself as he approached the host, 'Better overdressed than underdressed, anyway.'

"Ariin," Zim greeted the fellow pilot warmly, looking into his real eye, he then shifted his gaze into the prosthetic eye, he continued with the same warmth, "Paladin, thank you so much for the invitation. Looks like you guys put on quite the spread, how'd you get permission for all of this?"

They would chat for a moment until other started to arrive, Zim would politely move out of the way so that they could make their greetings, he would chat with whoever approached him. Elizabeth was one of them. Fortunately for Zim, she had also come in some form of formal wear, though it wasn't standard military, it was probably from her home planet.

My Hider

She made her way in, gave a polite greeting to Ariin and Paladin and then moved on as well, ending up near Zim. "Do these sort of things happen often here?" She asked Zim by way of greeting.

"Not at all, at least not in the time since I have been here," Zim said in response, "Though I understand that Ariin once stole the supplies needed and snuck into the kitchen to make a cake of some sort previously. I didn't partake, but I hear that it was good. I wouldn't be surprised to find out that he made all of this from stollen supplies as well."

Elizabeth, who was about to bite into her second cupcake decided at that point to set it down, the thought of a royal princess partaking in something made from stolen military supplies didn't sit well with her. She gave a small frown, as she greatly enjoyed the first one, "Well then," She said as she crossed her hands in front of herself she looked away from Zim to hide her displeasure from him, "I am curious as to when everyone else will show up."

Zim raised an eyebrow at the comment, not suspecting that she cared enough about anyone else in the squad to want to see anyone. Rumor had it that her relationship with Val was not a friendly one... Zim would do his best to monitor that to try and mitigate any damage that their feud may have on the squad.

It was at that time that Ana and entourage entered the room. Like a bouquet of flowers, brightening the room each of the ladies entered in a dress of different colors. Zim was just as surprised to see Inara as he was to see her in a dress. And then the bombshell Dariya walked in like she walking out of his dreams. And just like in his dreams, she seemed to only have eyes for him. "Oh, uh, yeah, I've been busy as well," Zim said, sniffing up a nose bleed, hardly able to form words, let alone sentences, as all of the blood in his brain vacated for a different organ. "Oh, no, that wasn't-" She walked away without hearing what he had to say, she found the food more important than her words. As she walked away, Zim's face finally started to return to a shade of color that might be considered normal for the permanently disfigured pilot. Before Zim could even wake himself from the waking dream he had just encountered Elizabeth grabbed his arm and shook him with excited urgency.

"Hold on, just a second," Zim said as he looked at Elora, he couldn't believe it was really her. He wondered if his and Maria's efforts paid off for Elora and Serah.

"Hey, Zim, Who is that?" Elizabeth pointed at Ana after shaking Zim again.

"I don't know, I haven't met her yet, though I saw her talking to Ariin the other day in the hanger."

"Well, let's go introduce ourselves!"

"Um, Okay?" Zim said, confused on why he was being dragged into Elizabeth's sudden change of character. Perhaps she knew that Irina and Dariya were part of Lorenzo's entourage, and figured that the girl was as well and that getting in good with her would get Elizabeth in good with Lorenzo? It was the best thing that Zim could figure. Zim spoke in a quieted voice, "Let me say hello to Elora and introduce you to her, first. She was why we went on our last mission." He didn't say it, but something definitly wasn't right here.

"Elora," Zim said warmly, "It is so good to see you up and about. Elora, this is Elizabeth, she is a new pilot on the squad."

"Hi!" Elizabeth said quickly, she then grabbed Zim by the elbow and said, "Ok, let's go!"

The reality was that in her head when Elizabeth saw the girl in the red dress enter the only thing she could think of was how ridiculously cute the girl was. It was everything in her power to not betray her decorum and scream "Kawaii!" as soon as she saw her. However, thanks to the countless hours of etiquette classes that were beaten into her, she was able to retain her composure. While Elizabeth lead Zim over to the new girl she chided him, "Introduce me correctly this time, titles and such."

Elizabeth was already struggling to contain herself, she was feeling things she had never felt before and she hadn't even heard the girl's name yet, but whatever it was, she was sure that she loved it. Visions of dancing in white dresses flashed through her mind only to snap to reality when she realized she was blushing, her bright red cheeks matching the mass of red hair on top of her head.

However, Elizabeth would have to wait as Ana had already latched on to Inara. She gave a pout of disappointment, but she steeled herself to be ready to pounce when she had a chance.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

Zim, freshly armed with the information given to him by Elise about the situation regarding Serah and Elora, went in search of Maria. Zim checked places that he was sure he had seen her in the past, of course, she was a different person then she was back then, so her habits and patterns might have changed, eventually he gave up the search for her and sent a direct message to her datapad, hoping to track her down that way. The message read: Urgent info about Serah and Elora. Let's meet ASAP. He time stamped it and sent out his location code to go along with it so that Maria could track Zim by his datapad, wherever he went, for a set amount of time. He didn't wait for her though, he continued his search for her, just in case she didn't have her datapad on her.

Zim then got a return message on his datapad. The following message read: "Ok. Time and place. But you better not be screwing with me Zim Hero."

Zim sent the information through the message and went directly there to wait for her. The area was somewhat out of the way, so that prying eyes and ears might not be readily available. While he waited he filled out the survey on the datapad that Elise had given him, he gave her a glowing review, crediting her training and guidance to the victory at the space station. Once Maria showed up Zim got right to the point.

"I understand that you are working towards finding a way to get Serah out of Prison and help Elora somehow, too?" Zim started, "Elise told me, said you weren't being to quiet about it. She wants to help, but she needs help in return. Fill out this survey giving the young commander a good review and she will submit your evidence up to someone who is sympathetic who might be able to stay their execution."

Zim presented it as an ultimatum, it wasn't, but Zim didn't want to mince words or waste any time, he didn't want to give Maria any options. It was a tit for tat situation that held someones job and two peoples lives, a cheap price.

When Maria finally showed at the location, Zim gave her the rundown on what he wanted. She didn't like how Zim presented it as an ultimatum but it looked liked Elise found out about the campaign to help Serah and Elora. And all she had to do was give Elise a good review of her role within squad sigma.

She took Zim's datapad, signed in as her official military id, and got to work on her review on Elise.

"...so Elise wants to help?...honestly, I'm amazed...the kid seemed like a "by the books" kind of squad leader. That and she didn't really know Serah or Elora well enough to make a proper judgement call", Maria then says as she continued to fill out the information on the datapad.

"Yeah," Zim said, "It came up as part of another conversation I was having with her. She knows more about what is going on then I did, anyways. But, she told me she has connections outside of our direct command line that are inclined to help, who apparently have the power to help, provided evidence. Send your report to Elise, and she will forward it to the contact. Personally, I think Ritsu would help, but I suspect her hands are tied. Lorenzo doesn't care enough about any one of us, or all of us as a unit, enough to stick his nose into it. Especially now that we have brought him the Elite Cruxi pilot."

"...don't bring up our P.O.W, with me and Jake in the middle of things and...Katya trying to calm me down recently, I feel like any little thing relating to THAT thing would set me off", Maria slowly said as she continued on the datapad.

"...ok finished", Maria then said. "So...do I just hit the "send" button on here or do you need me to do something else before that?"

"Nope, hit complete and send the report," Zim explained. He had no idea that there were others involved, but he decided to leave the whole remark where it was and move on, "I hope that Elise will be able to help. She seemed confident that her contact could pull it off."

Zim paused a moment while Maria finished the review, "Alright, thanks. Don't forget to have your evidence submitted to Elise ASAP." Zim peaked at the datapad and confirmed that she was done with the review before turning to leave.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

@DarkRecon meetingwords.com/8CTgr111mE a quick collab letting you know about what is happening with the information Elise gave Zim in that last post. Anybody else who is in on the investigation, or wants to get in on it, can certainly join in as well.