Rekaigan

Welch (underworld debt collectors)

I'll try get a post up soon, but I've been pretty busy/distracted lately. Sorry~

Overlord - Mors Inimicos Nostros

I'll see if I can make something, maybe

Made in Abyss [Closed]

Roemos

Roemos

Name
Roemos (Row-muh-ss)

Gender
Male

Age
15

Height
5'2"

Weight
107lbs/48kg

Hair style
(Refer to image)

Hair Color
Black

Eye Color
Dark red

Skin Color
Light

Whistle
Blue whistle

Personality

Roemos is a fairly optimistic boy and will always try to give something at least a few tries before considering a different opinion. This can make him seem quite headstrong or stubborn, but he merely wishes to do things his way the first time. This also means that he's quite reckless at times, however this doesn't mean he's stupid.. he's just a bit of a gambler. His knowledge of the Abyss is acceptable enough to warrant his actions, and his status as a Blue whistle. But it would seem that he doesn't really care for the authority that the whistles entail, treating anyone equally when he speaks to them.

Background

Roemos, like some children, grew up in the orphanage. His parents died during a dive when he was five years old. Despite this loss, he remained positive, knowing that his parents died doing what they loved. He also wanted to be a Delver like them, and pushed himself to become better than them. During his spare time he would train himself in the makeshift obstacle course that he made for himself. During his first dives as a Red whistle, he often found relics that were overlooked since they were hidden in high places that nobody bothered to go to. Upon earning his Blue whistle, he was given a package which contained an artifact that was owned by his parents. A Mechanical grappling hook named "Cannon Claw." Although this greatly changed his movement potential, he still uses his hook and rope for some situations.

Talents
- Roemos is extremely agile and is very adept at using his grappling hook, almost to the point of eccentric creativity with it's use.
- He's quite good at juggling

Likes
Eggs, high places, interacting with creatures

Dislikes
Obnoxiously loud people, and vegetables

Other
-The "Cannon Claw" is a mechanical grappling hook that fires much like a harpoon. The grapple itself is shaped like a hand, which grabs anything that it collides with. The grapple is powerful enough to burrow into stone, allowing for secure grappling.

Theme

Welch (underworld debt collectors)

King Alcaeus

King Alcaeus

Appearance:
In human form, Alcaeus stands at around 5'6" (refer to image) and is perhaps slightly paler than the average human. His demonic form, which often sprouts from his back, is much taller and seems to be made of bandages, much like a mummy.

Class: Bruiser

Powers
Hand of the Demon King: King Alcaeus' demon hand increases in size and strikes with incredible force.

Cursed Binding: The shadowed bandages of his demonic form seek out and grab his target.

Weakness:
King Alcaeus' demon form cannot handle the harsh light of the midday sun or flashlights, thus restricting him to his human form when under such conditions. He is able to use his demonic form when around weaker lights, like lanterns and fire, however he is weakened by it.

Backstory:
King Alcaeus was originally the emperor of an ancient kingdom whose history was completely lost in time. He was a tyrannical ruler, and a warmonger who was bent on destroying everyone for the sake of power. His thirst for power led him to make a pact with Hell to grant him unrivaled strength and immortality. His debts soon caught up with him during his century long reign. Due to his pact, his strength was only matched by some of the strongest Bruisers in Hell, but he was eventually taken down and brought to the underworld to pay his debts. His strength impressed those in the underworld, and his brutality was more demonic than some of those who resided in Hell itself.

As part of his repayment, he was transformed into a Bruiser of Hell. Despite his reputation as a warmonger, Alcaeus was also an extremely underhanded man; thus he chose to take the form of a young man to make his opponents underestimate him. His mummified form is a symbol of his royal status, perhaps made this way to mock him.

Welch (underworld debt collectors)

Lemme know what you think of it~

King Alcaeus

King Alcaeus

Appearance:
In human form, Alcaeus stands at around 5'6" (refer to image) and is perhaps slightly paler than the average human. His demonic form, which often sprouts from his back, is much taller and seems to be made of bandages, much like a mummy.

Class: Bruiser

Powers
Hand of the Demon King: King Alcaeus' demon hand increases in size and strikes with incredible force.

Cursed Binding: The shadowed bandages of his demonic form seek out and grab his target.

Weakness:
King Alcaeus' demon form cannot handle the harsh light of the midday sun or flashlights, thus restricting him to his human form when under such conditions. He is able to use his demonic form when around weaker lights, like lanterns and fire, however he is weakened by it.

Backstory:
King Alcaeus was originally the emperor of an ancient kingdom whose history was completely lost in time. He was a tyrannical ruler, and a warmonger who was bent on destroying everyone for the sake of power. His thirst for power led him to make a pact with Hell to grant him unrivaled strength and immortality. His debts soon caught up with him during his century long reign. Due to his pact, his strength was only matched by some of the strongest Bruisers in Hell, but he was eventually taken down and brought to the underworld to pay his debts. His strength impressed those in the underworld, and his brutality was more demonic than some of those who resided in Hell itself.

As part of his repayment, he was transformed into a Bruiser of Hell. Despite his reputation as a warmonger, Alcaeus was also an extremely underhanded man; thus he chose to take the form of a young man to make his opponents underestimate him. His mummified form is a symbol of his royal status, perhaps made this way to mock him.

Welch (underworld debt collectors)

@Rebirth Do trackers actually kill/confront/incapacitate their targets? Or do they just find and inform for bruisers?

Welch (underworld debt collectors)

I think I've got a Tracker in mind for this RP~

Welch (underworld debt collectors)

This sounds really cool! Count me in c:

Life in a strange realm

Aiko Fujioka

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Being caught up in crazy shit in her world was one thing, but to be thrown into a new world was something else. Although she was unceremoniously dumped into a camp, Aiko didn't allow herself to fall on her face like some sort of plebeian. Making a small mid-air somersault, she readjusted her landing angle, thus landing on her feet instead of her face. Her eyes flit around the new scene, looking for anyone particularly hostile, her hand tightening on the grip of her bat. A muscular green man, two furries catgirls, and a human. When the green dude spoke, she was surprised that they could speak her language.. Or maybe they all just spoke the same language now, who knew. Aiko may not be the smartest kid on the block, but she damn well knew when someone offers something, it ain't free, no matter how damn good it smells. "Katal, was it? Your food ain't free right? You don't look like the kinda cunt that plays nice guy, and I ain't about to try knock you for some. Not with those kinda muscles anyway. What's your price?" She replied bluntly as she walked up to the campfire, promptly take a seat on one of the logs near it, her hand still gripping the bat. For now she was staying cautious, but at least calm. Something she was taught by one of the higher ups in mafia.

Information always costed something. Maybe an arm or a leg. She'd have to see what he says. For now she could surmise that she wasn't going anywhere until something got solved. Or at least, that's how it worked in those isekai manga that she read in the Jump magazines.

Mordhaben's Institute for Aspiring Mages [Gaslamp Fantasy] [Completely Dead]

@ghastlyinc@liferusher

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As much as she enjoyed talking to Rikka, there was only so much she could talk about before she just became mentally exhausted. Especially since she was writing in a notepad half the time. Writing is a very taxing activity. In the end, Magnhild happily ate her meal, only to be suddenly interrupted by a loud THUD! The pangolin merely glanced to the side, only to see the loud dog boy.. Not being as loud as he usually is. If silence was golden, then this guy's silence was priceless. After a few moments of watching the dog's antics, she went back to her food, not really noticing anything outside of what was on her plate.

The talk of haunted buildings and even Rikka's conversation with the canine went completely unnoticed as Mag devoured the pile of food on her plate. She felt her ears perk up as someone called out her surname. "It's Voll right?" The voice seemed familiar. Again she merely glanced up from her plate, only to see the sheep boy. ”Marnahilde Voll? If I remember correctly, you took your practical examination after me. How did you fare? I’d have watched but I...was not in a position to do so at the time.”

"I passed that one. Probably the only thing I passed though." she shrugged before biting into a meatball.
"Also it's Magnhild. Mag is fine though. And you are?" She said bluntly, she couldn't remember this guy's name at all.. Did she ever introduce herself to him?