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The Truth Behind the Project

@Queue13, are you still in the RP?

@TheWindel

Apologies, It seems had unsubscribed by accident and it seemed to slip my mind. I'll get a post out.

The Truth Behind the Project

Mako Hamilton

Mako somehow wobbled at her destination in time for the meeting despite getting lost. The rain had turned to snow, chilling her though her damp clothes, but not too cold for her to handle. She'd just have to take a warm bath when she got home. She set down her box as she received cookies from her faction leader, only to be ordered to pass out her own collection for the group. "R-right, glad to!" her excitement flowed through her words to be called to action so soon. She set down her cookies in her spot as she picked up her box and of goodies and wobbled to the other faction's leader, first offering her food to the beautiful high school student before going down the line. "U-umm, I have some melon bread and some bancha tea. ... If you were interested. Oh, or if you prefer I also have a couple of cans of black coffee i-if that was your preference." She continued serving the rest of the Order members before turning to her own boss and following up with her comrades.

Her box was nearly empty, so took out the remaining contents and set them aside before lining the inside with a plastic bag to be used as a trash can. She quickly ran back to her spot, picking up her cookies, melon bread, and tea while smiling to the other members trying to raise everyone's mood. She didn't know why exactly everyone was here, but that didn't mean they were enemies.

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:| my bad guys, accidentally hit post. fixing.

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Mako Hamilton

"Come on..... 3..2..1.. B-Bye Teach!" The school bell rung; dismissing the class, or rather her, as she rushed out the door, skipping her duties without another thought. She had a place to be today and she didn't want to be late. This was just another chance for her to make a difference. She grabbed her plain white umbrella as she left the school and bumbled down the side of the road, her umbrella not doing much as she ran more into the rain than what would have fallen on her if she'd just walk, even without the umbrella.

She paused in front of the market, her umbrella finally doing its job, thinking that food would be a good way to ease the mood. Food was always a necessity for a gathering of people, right? Her father frequently held small parties for his friends, and there was always food. Though she'd have to think of an excuse to give him. He was always trying to see what was up with her and gave her plenty of money in case of emergencies, probably just being a normal dad, but it annoyed her to some extent at the amount of money and the effort at which he tried. None of the other kids were near as rich as she was, and she doubted their fathers knocked on the door to her life every chance they got; though to be fair, she loved her dad and was grateful that he was able to give her the privacy she requested when she needed it.

After wandering about the market for some time, she finally made a decision on what to bring to the party. She settled on filing an unmarked box full of melon bread and bancha tea for about 10 people as well as a couple of cans of black coffee for any of those with grown-up tastes. Trying not to spend too much as she didn't want to raise too much suspicion from her dad. She also ended up loosing her umbrella along the way without her notice as she wobbled to where they were supposed to meet.. but wait, where was that again?

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.-. my normal appearance keeps breaking

*is pretty sure is the unlucky 13 of the group*

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hopefully fixed the char tab version >.>

The Truth Behind the Project

Mako Hamilton

Mako Hamilton

Age:

15

Affiliation:

Hero Brigade

Appearance:

Normal

Transformed

Wish:

I wish I could bring justice to the world.

Soul Gem Color:

Amethyst

Power:

The power gained, as granted by her oh so benevolent contractor, allowed her to summon familiars to aid her in combat against the on going war against the Primordials. Though this power wasn't necessarily restrictive in terms of what she could summon, from a flurry of small brids to something as big and steady as a cyclops, she namely had her set pair familiars she mostly used.

• The first being her main offensive familiar a Manticore; with savage strength and the ability to shoot normally toxic darts, poisoning and mildly drugging down their target's movements, into enemies while also being at the top of the list in terms of reflex and speed.

• The second of her primarily used familiars being a Cockatrice. While not as strong or fast as the Manticore, it certainly is a lot harder to get a hold of, slipping in and out of grasps while gaining the ability of flight as well as petrifying enemies with a look of it's soul-stealing gaze.

Weapon:

Her primary weapons are nothing more than the Familiars themselves, although she does carry around a magical staff able to take any blow struck against it. However it is horrible for use on the offensive.

Personality:

She is nothing but a big ball of ambition toward justice and helping out the weak, stopping at nothing to protect those who fall victim to the cruel world around them. Even going as far as to will herself to continue to stand in the way of evil should her body be broken from head to toe without the strength to fight back or take another hit without flying back another 10 feet.

History:

When she was little, she often found people disappear from her lives only to find out they've been murdered from anywhere from a week to a couple off months later down the line, a couple continuing to be missing for a couple of years now. This was all thanks to her unbeknownst mafia lord of a father from the western world. She never forgot a face, but as people continued to disappear, her awareness of the horrible world around her grew, so did her resolve to join the police force to make the world right again. However, a mysterious being appeared one night offering her the chance to take the power into her own hands without having to wait to struggle her way into her dreams. How could she say no?

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The Truth Behind the Project

fixxed?

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OOhh.... now it breaks. I'mma go find another one then ^-^

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<.< ? really?

--- attempting to fix, looks fine

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Sorry for the delay, but here it is :3

Mako Hamilton

Mako Hamilton

Age:

15

Affiliation:

Hero Brigade

Appearance:

Normal

Transformed

Wish:

I wish I could bring justice to the world.

Soul Gem Color:

Amethyst

Power:

The power gained, as granted by her oh so benevolent contractor, allowed her to summon familiars to aid her in combat against the on going war against the Primordials. Though this power wasn't necessarily restrictive in terms of what she could summon, from a flurry of small brids to something as big and steady as a cyclops, she namely had her set pair familiars she mostly used.

• The first being her main offensive familiar a Manticore; with savage strength and the ability to shoot normally toxic darts, poisoning and mildly drugging down their target's movements, into enemies while also being at the top of the list in terms of reflex and speed.

• The second of her primarily used familiars being a Cockatrice. While not as strong or fast as the Manticore, it certainly is a lot harder to get a hold of, slipping in and out of grasps while gaining the ability of flight as well as petrifying enemies with a look of it's soul-stealing gaze.

Weapon:

Her primary weapons are nothing more than the Familiars themselves, although she does carry around a magical staff able to take any blow struck against it. However it is horrible for use on the offensive.

Personality:

She is nothing but a big ball of ambition toward justice and helping out the weak, stopping at nothing to protect those who fall victim to the cruel world around them. Even going as far as to will herself to continue to stand in the way of evil should her body be broken from head to toe without the strength to fight back or take another hit without flying back another 10 feet.

History:

When she was little, she often found people disappear from her lives only to find out they've been murdered from anywhere from a week to a couple off months later down the line, a couple continuing to be missing for a couple of years now. This was all thanks to her unbeknownst mafia lord of a father from the western world. She never forgot a face, but as people continued to disappear, her awareness of the horrible world around her grew, so did her resolve to join the police force to make the world right again. However, a mysterious being appeared one night offering her the chance to take the power into her own hands without having to wait to struggle her way into her dreams. How could she say no?

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