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When it came to the Dean's speech, Namie felt like she had latched onto everything he was saying even to the point of nodding along. This was just the beginning of a long trial to prove that she had the bravery and tenacity to succeed. Humility was a nice touch, too, as many her age held onto ridiculous statements like "I am going to surpass this person" without even a thought about what that meant. Calling out those that were too proud or too doubtful right way was a perfect touch. She just knew Ishin was the right fit for her! She would have stood up and started applauding the Dean's speech had it been appropriate to do so.

After the speech, she was pumped up but did well to hide this fact keeping her expression unwavering. However the energy was coming in her step, she was quickly up on her feet and ready to get on with her day. There was a lot to do for the first day of class, exercise and studying mainly. She was even tempted to ask a few of the upperclassmen about what they've been doing to prepare outside of classes but before she cemented her decision, the call for Class 1-A sounded. She turned and glanced around before she saw the expectant face of an upperclassman that was the likely suspect. It was actually perfect, someone she could casually ask for some regiment advice and she wouldn't be out of order in doing so.

She scooped up her bags in a haste and made it over to the gathering group of her classmates. She quietly joined the group and gave each individual a quick study. Seo was in this group, good. She was curious to figure out how he was doing. The others she did not recognize but she was feeling a bit excited to meet some of them. Thinking of which, she hadn't said anything since arriving and she didn't want to put others off or anything. "Hey guys." She said plainly, raising her hand in a rather relaxed manner. She wasn't much of a talker though.
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Here it was: Ishin Academy. Amuro Namie had paused just before passing into the school grounds to let the realization sink in as she disguised it by adjusting her bag that was thrown over her shoulder. One year ago she had to start considering what future she was going to set for herself and it was a decision she was consistently told not to be made lightly. Yet the answer was obvious to her even then in spite of the doubt others projected. She was going to be a hero. Of all the professions, there was none that stood out as more respected or admired in her eyes because heroes were the ones who served society far better than a some baseball star or office worker. How others couldn't see that was beyond her but it was her truth.

Giving her bag one last shuffle, she proceeded taking that metaphorical first step towards her future by entering Ishin grounds. She passively studied the others, upperclassmen by appearance mostly, as she crossed the entry courtyard. Even though she wanted to start projecting how she would be like as an upperclassmen with all the confidence and surety that they had, her thoughts remained on the unknowns of her new start. She had never been away from Tokyo and Sapporo felt isolated from the Japan she knew.

The school also promised to be one of the strictest, looking to shake out those that did not fit the hero mold perfectly. Although that is why Ishin was her first choice. The school promised a person can not just look and act like a hero but be a hero, at least in her opinion and those that made the cut here will be of no doubt, a hero to their very core. Namie was ready for that but she was sure her experiences here would truly test her.

With an occupied mind, she hardly paid attention to the environment around her passing by others quietly as if in a deep focus. She had eventually reached the main hall that was slowly filling with students. Directed to the first year section, she wandered over surveying the rows of strangers she hadn't met before. She wasn't really interested in meeting anyone at the moment since paying attention now seemed important to her image at this school. She was sure, she wouldn't try anything to harm her chances at making it. While scanning the seats she did find an unexpected familiar face in her former teammate but maybe later she can she'd catch up with Seo. She hadn't heard much but she had some idea of what was going on and she frowned at the thought. Although him being here had put some of the unfamiliarity and uncertainty at ease, seeing the small world notion take place had brought her a little familiar comfort.

She would have liked to sit with Seo but he looked occupied making friends and that was fine, more than okay knowing that he seemed like his same old self, but for now Namie was committed to being on her own. She slipped into a seat in the back row just a few positions away from an impossible not to notice girl made of slime. She tucked her backpack and duffel bag under her chair, taking the notion of "packing light" recommendation quite to heart. She straightened herself and watched as the auditorium filled as the school year prepared to get underway.
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Personal Dossier

Name
Amuro Namie

Age
15

Origin
Tokyo, Japan

Physical Description
At around 5'6", Namie grew a little too fast for her body to catch up and appears deceptively leaner than she should be. The telltale signs of that is the impressive muscle definition that she manages to get when she flexes. Her natural lighter brown hair has an impressive length reaching her rear end but she usually keeps her air up in a pigtails. Her wardrobe and general presentation of herself is relatively laid back with variations clothes that an athlete would wear: team shirts and jackets, running shorts or tights, and so on. Additionally, a trait that may have come about her Quirk is her eyes are red.

Characterization
Resilient
Temper
Stubborn
Aspiring
Dutiful
Pompous

Personal History
For almost every memory has, Namie can only remember her and her dad constantly in between cities. It was the result of her father's Quirk, an ability to project blueprinted or planned construction, and thus, had the two traveling all over Japan to oversee construction or reconstructing efforts. It was the sort of life that was fairly lonely to an only daughter as the constant transferring of schools meant that she didn't have any time to make any lasting friendships. Beyond that, however, was the fact that Namie's mother had passed away and her lack of presence was certainly something that weighed heavily on the family.

At a young age, Namie lost her mother to circumstances that still haven't been made clear to her. She was in the line of duty as a professional hero and lost her life is all that Namie knows about her mother's death. Otherwise, her father isn't speaking much about the subject, even when pressed. However there is one thing that her father lets slip about the subject, she is a lot like her mother. From the Quirk she inherited to her stubbornness, there is a lot of emulation. Thus, there is a rather large part of Namie's essence that drives her to chase after her mother's legacy and become a hero. She can't settle on just becoming one; she wants to become the best. Ishin Academy was her first choice because even though it was the number two school in all of Japan, it would give Namie a chance to finally settle down in school for awhile. Maybe now, she'll find some peace of mind...

Character Development & Conceptualization
Namie is a person of high ambition but believes she is capable of achieving that ambition. She was given a quite versatile Quirk as part of making her capable in her own way but I plan on making her not creative enough to utilize the full versatility of said Quirk. Thus the aim is that she will have to work alongside others to discover not only creative Quirk applications but also to discover a bit more about herself. She hasn't really learned to work well alongside others. This is due, in part, to her past where her father had to travel around Japan a lot for work, often moving him and her around the country. She never really had time to fit in anywhere and make lasting friendships. Her selection of Ishin is in part due to her internal desire to finally be rooted long enough to make friends but mainly due to wanting to very capable as a hero.

Another character arc that I'd like to explore is the reason why Namie wants to be a hero. Her father works in the civil department, using his Quirk to help with rebuilding and building roads. Her mother passed away early in her life so she never really got to know her and even though her father is quite reserved about talking about her mother, she knows that her mother was a hero. This creates the ambition to use her mother's power to do her memory proud. Along the way, discovery of what actually happened to Namie's mother could reveal a potential antagonist or anything the overall story might profit from.

Abilities & Talents

Quirk Type
Emitter

Quirk Description
In short, [Matter State] uses specialized glands under the skin turn viscous fiber into a maple syrup-like liquid that can be secreted from the body. The user of this Quirk can mentally alter the state of matter this substance is in by altering the temperature, making it warmer to turn into a gas and colder to turn into a solid. The boiling and freezing points are relatively low in energy requirements as in, in order for the for the user to turn the liquid into a gas, one just has to think about the liquid getting warmer until it reaches around 100 *F and for the solid around 20*F. The user can alter the temperature at their best so long as the substance is touching them and may struggle with temperature altering when the substance is away from their body. It isn't impossible to manipulate the state of matter of the substance away from the person but requires great concentration to achieve the almost telepathic thought with severely ramping difficult with distant from the substance (a feat Namie struggles with presently). The substance in all forms is noted to be quite dense, sinking to the bottom of a glass of water in both solid and liquid states. The user of this Quirk must maintain a high fiber diet and overuse of their Quirk will result in extreme dietary fiber loss. Low fiber in the body means that they will have horrid bowel activities and can even risk some more severe consequences of too much Quirk use.

Other Talents & Attributes
Namie has maintained a very healthy amount of athletic activities such as team sports, swimming, and weight training. Although not the biggest, strongest, or most standout Quirk, she still did very well in the psychical tests. Most of her experience with fighting comes from petty sport squabbles, usually due to a bit of stubbornness or self-importance on her part as losing wasn't ever her intent. Outside of a few school yard brawls, she hasn't had any opportunity for proper training, leaving her rough around the edges. In addition, she is motivated well enough to maintain a strong performances in the academic field as well.
Batter Up - Namie Braggs




Namie watched carefully as her teammates approached her. One of them was quite overwhelming and the other was... timid? It was sort of ironic that she was being paired with such opposites like this. Pressing her lips together, she nodded hesitantly as the other two spoke. She didn't bother answer all those questions and gave no other acknowledgement to the others as they listed their quirks. It was only after she was sure they had both quieted down that Namie calmly responded.

"I can make a.. substance, I guess, that I can control." She wasn't really sure what it was. A fat? A fiber? It was something from her body but she didn't remember what it was since she never really concerned herself with it.

Rather than trying to blunder about explaining it, she raised her right hand and opened her palm upward. In the middle of her hand a pool of a very thick reddish pink liquid seeped out of her flesh and collected. "So it comes out as a liquid..." She started pausing as the substance started to harden slowly forming a rough spike. "Then I can freeze it to turn it into a solid. It always tries to form a spike like this, I guess. No idea." She shook her head as she rotated her wrist showing off the spike that clung to her palm. Then rolling her hand back to the original position, she heated the substance rapidly so that a pink steam accompanied by the hiss of boiling. "I can also heat it up and turn it into gas." She allowed the solid to entirely melt, returning to a liquid form for a brief moment before it boiled into a steam until any trace of it was gone.

In spite of the demonstration, Namie shrugged her shoulders. "I hope that helps." She was still unsure of how to properly strategize and approach this. She didn't really have a fighting style and even though she had ideas, they felt like they were incorrect. She wasn't sure how paper girl would fit in but maybe honey girl could trap others and Namie could wail on them since that was really the only thing she imagined would work.
And with four prospective players that is a squad if you all want to work together!

Let me work on some sheet details to give you something mull over while I piece together an OOC.
I’m interested. World Trigger’s a great RP setting imo


Mhm, mhm. It is a shame I haven't seen one yet. :(
@stone

It would be great to have you :)


So with World Trigger season 2 being recently confirmed, I figured now would be a good time to try and roll out some of my ideas here. I will play the world around the player characters and shape everything for you guys to have fun! Fancy rising in the ranks for as the best fighter? Go for it! Want to join other players and form a team with the intention of reaching A rank? Sure thing! Join the NPC's team? Yep, you can do that too! Want to see what secrets are in store for the Neighborhood or want to prioritize the homefront? You can totally do both! For those that do not know anything about World Trigger, that's okay! Players will be starting as brand new recruits and you can take things as slow or fast as you want. Feel free to look the series up and read about it, too.

There will be a light stat system helping to determine a player's effective role. The system is only in place to help with estimated results but thinking outside of the box can help you punch above your numbers. These numbers can grow over time upon IC milestones. The stats are: Trion, Attack, Defense, Mobility, Skill, Special. Again, I want to emphasize that stats are by no means the rule but general guidelines for the story.



Another aspect of customization is deciding how to build your character. There are an number of different classes in Border and that depends on how you build your Trigger, the weapon system in this universe. First you choose whether you want to be an Attacker (focuses on melee) or Shooter (focuses on ranged). There are eight slots in a Border Trigger to be used for modifications that alter your strategy and a few different weapon types as well.



As for the story basics, Border has been facing increasing pressure from Neighbor raids. They believe something big is on horizon and have stepped up recruiting efforts. The player characters are some of those new recruits.


If this interests you, please let me know! I am looking for a small group of about 3-4 players but I think I can handle two squads (6-8 players) if the interest is overwhelming.
Shuffle 'em Up - Vincent Silver




It had been a few years but his police dress coat had still fit, an ironic thought considering how far Vincent's morality has strayed from 'Protect and Serve'. Evidence of this change was in the wear down or removal of any indication this was a police jacket. The badge was no longer proudly displayed and in its place on the lapel of the jacket was a Blackjack Viola, a flower whose blackish violet color masked itself into the dark colors of the jacket. There were other options to potentially commit for a uniform that was to be the very image of rebellion against the, as she so poetically described, "systematic disease" of society, but the image of a fallen guardian as it were was to precious to pass.

In truth, Vincent's initial rage against the system wasn't really aimed at grander ambitions. Although he did believe the system was wrong, he initially thought that he'd only really be satisfied with revenge against the individual who chose saving another over his Emily. Yet when that opportunity came and justice was carried out, he felt emptier. There was no purpose for him anymore but he still felt a calling to do something more. Others will face the same grief he had and others will form grudges to despise those that were unfairly saved. It was a sick society and not many people saw that. It was best to remove that blight.

Associating with others who were trying for the same goals was the idea. Thus he was brought here to an unassuming warehouse for some purpose. It was bound to be a waste of time, most likely. Sure enough as he peered into the partially opened door, he heard the beginnings of a conversation. He slipped inside, the details of the conversation becoming more understood and subsequently concluded as trash. "Oh god..." He loudly sighed announcing his entrance as she strode forward, head dropped as his hand rubbed his forward in a disappointed expression. "...please tell me you were not talking about what is or is not fashionable." Shaking his head for a moment, he shrugged with a smile slighted into his expression. "Ah well, that is to be expected when women mingle. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised." He lifted his head, one eye scanning the individuals gathered. "Is this everybody, then?" He asked with a tone that sounded a bit disappointed.





Batter Up - Namie Braggs



Crossed armed and looking on as her classmates socialized, Namie felt like she was the odd one out. She felt like she didn't want to be here contrasting herself greatly with those that were present. It just made her feel weird and it was something that was making her put herself on the outside. It wasn't like that was hindering her but everything up to this point had been evaluated on individual effort. A far cry from what she experienced from working as a team, she was beginning to think hero academies were more about cutthroat competition rather than teamwork. Sure, she could probably be more social and make friends but what was the point when competitiveness would drive them apart? It happened with friends from other baseball teams so why wouldn't it happen here? No, it was better to be ahead of the curve.

Namie's lips tightened as she felt disappointed that other person who seemed to 'get it', Steven, betrayed that outlook by thrusting himself into that group. He kept to himself too for awhile before this. It might have been encouraging if it were not for the sudden mauling by several individuals criticizing him. She frowned as she was becoming quite bothered by the reception the others had to him but she kept her lips sealed. It did help provide evidence for her belief that everyone here was just trying to step on each other to get ahead. Sure, they seemed friendly but it was a trick or something.

Namie wasn't sure but she kept out of it, focusing instead of trying to figure out what she was being graded on today. She had a high fiber breakfast this morning and was ready to push herself. Her mind started to drift off, regretting that she was swayed to join the academy. She wasn't very happy here.
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