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Yeva Darbinian

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Port Runeria was a place that Yeva hadn't visited in a long time, primarily due to her occupation in the workshop, but also because the family rarely made personal visits here. The trade was always good, but the same couldn't be said about the local populace and those who frequented it, which is why her family opted to use third party traders to ship their goods. It was probably her family's fault the place was so dangerous.

The Aurora Ferry was nothing too amazing. It was just a ship. A vehicle for traveling from point A to point B. If she were to say it, she would get an earful from the captains that ran them. Something about how wonderful his 'sea lady' is. Sometimes Yeva was quite glad that she couldn't speak, or else she'd probably get into a lot of trouble for muttering something snarky under her breath. Everyone on this ferry were most likely drunkards considering the way they talked and walked, but as long as they didn't try anything funny with her, everything would be just fine. As the ship landed at the port, loud noises came from the deck below. Apparently there were a few stowaways on board, nothing new about that.

She never thought that Stowaways were much of a problem, then again, she wasn't in the business of making people pay to move places. After a while of bashing and clanging noises, she heard something fall into the water. Probably the stowaway. They were usually slippery people to say the least. They were probably less dangerous than the workers on board in all honesty. The gunsmith watched on as a great beastman climbed out of a hatch and walked off the ship, everyone staring in awe. She didn't know what was so great about beast people, but she made it a note to learn about them some time.

As the commotion simmered down, Yeva calmly got off the ship, her boots making soft clop sounds as she walked across the plank. Upon entering the tavern, she was assaulted with the strong smell of alcohol, sweat and.. something else she couldn't describe. It was gross nonetheless. The music, however, was good enough to make her stick around. Adjusting the rifle slung over her shoulder, she bee-lined for the bar counter, swiftly walking passed the half naked man with the giant sword. As she approached the bar, she noticed a woman saying something quietly to the Dober-Man, whom she now knew was the barkeep. The woman looked mostly human, but Yeva noticed a few elvish features about her. She was quite beautiful after all. Yeva shook her head to clear her thoughts; she was allowed to enjoy the company of nice looking things, right?

She waited patiently for the woman to finish whatever she was saying before walking up to the counter, placing a single coin on the table, as she held up her index finger signifying the number 'one' before gesturing to herself. As if to say 'One drink for me.' Hopefully the beastman knew what she was on about.

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I've also added a few tidbits about the Darbinians. Let me know if it doesn't really fit with the setting~
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Elder Tale: Sapporo the winds of fortune

_{@The Irish Tree}

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It had been awhile since Yuuko, or rather, Matsuko was brought into the world of Elder Tale. She remembered the widespread panic that ensued in the streets of Sapporo. She couldn't believe it at first, but she felt that it was another way to escape the expectations of her family; because of this she wasn't homesick at all. There was nothing she missed back at home. All that time spent studying.. Going to cram school.. Being isolated from the rest of her classmates because of baseless rumors.. All of it was now nothing. Perhaps this was all a dream and she'd soon wake up to the continuing nightmare that was her life? Only time will tell.

Many complained about the food when they arrived in Elder Tale. "It's bland! It tastes like nothing!" They shouted, bickering about how their drinks tasted like stale water and how their food tasted like air. Matsuko didn't really understand what everyone was talking about as everything she ate tasted like it should. She concluded that it must've had something to do with her Subclass, <Food Fighter>. Over the past fortnight, her guild 'The Silver Spoon' had been look for a way to make food palatable outside of making it a salty or sweet mush. It wasn't long before Tafui discovered that food had to be cooked manually.

Despite all this panic, they smiled. Those from The Silver Spoon smiled as they greeted her, as if nothing ever changed. Her guild was still itself, which gave her hope to carry on. Had they collapsed from the Apocalypse, she'd be lost. Especially if Tafui wasn't around. He was a good friend and his cooking skill was always great.. Or was he a good friend because his cooking was good?

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"Tafui, what's for lunch~? Dinner? Breakfast tomorrow?" She asked the druid in a somewhat melodic tone, leaning on his shoulder. Matsuko was always excited to have more food, especially Tafui's, since his cooking was way tastier than the other chefs.. Maybe it was because of the amulet that ShrimpBoss made? It was strange to her how it changed from consumption speed to deliciousness, but she wasn't about to question it. All she really needed to do was gather the necessary amounts of meat from the beasts around the city, something that Tafui has trouble doing as a Druid. Not to mention he gets PK'd.. So she's kind of like a body guard now.

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I'll get a post up later tonight

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Yeva

Name: Yeva Darbinian
Age: 26
Species: Human
Gender: Female

Appearance:
Yeva stands at a height of 5'7" and can be described as rather lean in build. She's rather average in terms of looks, according to most, so she doesn't really stand out in a crowd. She possesses tattoos that wrap around both arms and connect at her shoulder blades. These tattoos are reminiscent of circuits, but what they really represent is a mystery to everyone other than her family. (Refer to image) she doesn't wear anything that makes her stand out other than the choker she wears around her neck which has a small 'brooch-like' attachment that is a bullet shaped signet, her family symbol.

Personality:
Many say that Yeva is a very quiet individual. They're not wrong, but it's for a different reason. Yeva is mute. She can't speak. Aside from this 'minor' disability, she's a very reliable person and can be loyal enough to not abandon people without a second thought. She's awfully pragmatic, but it doesn't stop her from being sentimental at times. Her internal monologue, however, is quite cynical. Sometimes she can come off as quite cocky or blunt in her gestures. She gets easily frustrated when people don’t understand what she’s trying to tell them, but it’s not really their fault that she can’t talk.

History:
Born into a family of Gunsmiths, Yeva spent the majority of her life in the workshop, helping her parents put together and test their latest creations. Yeva grew, first as a gunsmith, second as a marksman. The Darbinian family, although more famously known for their firearms, were also exceptional mercenary marksmen. Throughout history, their family had been at the forefront of weapons technology, creating the first of many clockwork and steam-powered firearms, the most amazing of which being a combination of steam power and clockwork, the Pressure rifle; the first sniper rifle.

Yeva now lives as a traveler, a mercenary, a gun for hire. Carrying the family name with pride.

Equipment:
A modified Pressure rifle, a steam-powered pistol, ink and quill, varying amounts of parchment, extra ammunition, and some smoke bombs.

Powers:
Yeva has the power to summon, however this power has only just been discovered by herself. She’s an agile person and an incredible marksman, but her abilities in CQC are very limited.

Activity:
Online every night between 8pm-12am (GMT+8). I’m currently studying, so I might get really busy at times. I should be able to post regularly though.

Extras:
- The Darbininan crest is that of a single bullet
- As stated before, the Darbinian family is famous throughout the continent. However they are also feared for the same reason. Double crossing a Darbinian is usually a terrible idea.
- The Darbinian family isn't actually aligned to anyone, remaining as a type of neutral mercenary faction in their own right to avoid politics and pursue research.

- Yeva uses written words to communicate most of the time.
- The Pressure rifle has a scope, but it’s just a line of magnifying lens

Gothic Lands: Mournhold

I'm interested, and I'll try get a CS done by deadline.

Knights of Elementia.

So what now?

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Yeva

Name: Yeva Darbinian
Age: 26
Species: Human
Gender: Female

Appearance:
Yeva stands at a height of 5'7" and can be described as rather lean in build. She's rather average in terms of looks, according to most, so she doesn't really stand out in a crowd. She possesses tattoos that wrap around both arms and connect at her shoulder blades. These tattoos are reminiscent of circuits, but what they really represent is a mystery to everyone other than her family. (Refer to image) she doesn't wear anything that makes her stand out other than the choker she wears around her neck which has a small 'brooch-like' attachment that is a bullet shaped signet, her family symbol.

Personality:
Many say that Yeva is a very quiet individual. They're not wrong, but it's for a different reason. Yeva is mute. She can't speak. Aside from this 'minor' disability, she's a very reliable person and can be loyal enough to not abandon people without a second thought. Her internal monologue, however, is quite cynical. Sometimes she can come off as quite cocky in her gestures. She gets easily frustrated when people don’t understand what she’s trying to tell them, but it’s not really their fault that she can’t talk.

History:
Born into a family of Gunsmiths, Yeva spent the majority of her life in the workshop, helping her parents put together and test their latest creations. Yeva grew, first as a gunsmith, second as a marksman. The Darbinian family, although more famously known for their firearms, were also exceptional mercenary marksmen. Throughout history, their family had been at the forefront of weapons technology, creating the first of many clockwork and steam-powered firearms, the most amazing of which being a combination of steam power and clockwork, the Pressure rifle; the first sniper rifle.

Yeva now lives as a traveler, a mercenary, a gun for hire. Carrying the family name with pride.

Equipment:
A modified Pressure rifle, a steam-powered pistol, ink and quill, varying amounts of parchment, extra ammunition.

Powers:
Yeva has the power to summon, however this power has only just been discovered by herself. She’s an agile person and an incredible marksman, but her abilities in CQC are very limited.

Activity:
Online every night between 8pm-12am (GMT+8). I’m currently studying, so I might get really busy at times. I should be able to post regularly though.

Extras:
- The Darbininan crest is that of a single bullet
- Yeva uses written words to communicate most of the time.
- The Pressure rifle has a scope, but it’s just a line of magnifying lens

Coyote Hustle

I assume there's space in this RP? I'm pretty interested. I'll write up a CS as soon as I can.

EDIT: In terms of weaponry, am I correct in assuming there's such inventions like clockwork rifles and flintlock pistols? How effective would they be in this context?

Mahou Hīrō

_@suku

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As Hanako flew majestically through the sky atop of her rocket, she looked down at the mass of slime monsters that plagued the city. There was really no end to them... And she loved it. Below she also saw other.. 'Heroes'. What were they called again? K..Kamen.. walkers.. Riders? Riders. Kamen Riders. They were an interesting group of heroes, always shouting something about justice and how much of a hero they are. Hanako had always concluded that they were extremely arrogant and self-righteous. Her Commander, Izumi, would often display her distaste for such heroes, despite the fact that they weren't present in Russia.

As she surfed across the sky, she noticed a hero jumping from rooftop to rooftop, as well as a magical girl riding on a motorcycle. What they could do was a mystery to her, not that she was entirely curious in the first place. Multiple rocket pods phased into existence around her, barrels diameter was about the size of her fist, making them quite small for rockets. In fact these were an experimental type of missile. Like rain they fired down on the monsters below, destroying them individually as they homed in on the enemy. These slimes were quite close by to the other Magical girl that drove toward the center of the city. Catching their attention wasn't really her intention though, she just wanted to kill. A lot.