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HXH: Those Who Are Hunted. (A small group)

@Tenma Tendo@Demous@LemonZest1337 Dope. With four potential players, I'll start working on the OOC.

HXH: Those Who Are Hunted. (A small group)

A casual action-packed adventure. A small group of four roleplayers.

Those who inhabit Meteor City are often left to their own devices. Four Meteorites (Meteor City drop-offs), whether they be seasoned Hunters or regular joes have wound up on the list of an up-and-coming assassins group.

The Circling Crows are deadly, far from the legendary Zoldyck Family but they are quickly making a reputation for themselves.

Will your characters become Hunters? will they learn Nen? be the subject of a Nen Beast? or find some different method of strength? The choices are endless. All that matters is that you come from Meteor City.

(Would you like to have your aura discovered through random means or create it yourself?)

Now. Whose interested?

My Hero Academia: The Next Generation

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Tag:
Location: U.A. High School, Class 1-A
Quirk: Beyond the Barrier (Psionic)

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Yusuke entered his room and plopped onto the bland bed in the modest room. Beside his bed, haphazardly thrown was his backpack. He sighed but not with nearly as much exhaustion as he believed he had accumulated. His gray eyes closed as he filtered the sunlight out with his arm. What... What was that about? he wondered.

Thinking back there was so much confusion, a whirlwind... Perhaps a world storm of it in Diana's heart. It sat in the back of his head, an active observation while he considered sleeping. He clenched his teeth, felt his lids slide half-open as the thought of the unexpected hug flashed in his mind.

She had been warm. Despite that robotic manner in which she carried herself.

His Uphone vibrated furiously, nonstop, in his pocket. He hurled it towards the wall; it had been pissing him off all day. Before the device could hit it however, it froze in mid-air, his mind capturing it instinctively.

Yusuke turned on his side, back towards the wall, eyes closing; the Uphone staid in mid-air.

A smile crept upon his lips unbidden while he fell into a fitful nap.

SAGA [An Original Dragon Ball Universe RP] - Always Open! [CAS/ADV]

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Race: Half-Saiyan/Half-Human
Power Level: 960
Location: Central Capital (CC)
Tagging: @Holy Soldier @Obito Kashi

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"Use me?" he repeated as Bolt faced him.

By the time he realized what that had meant, he had been tossed with some force into a window. It shattered against his body, shards breaking but luckily avoiding stabbing him in places. Inside he sat up, feeling the ache of his body stronger than ever. Fuck that hurt. Then it came to mind that Bolt threw him through the window. Surely there was a easier way to open it up. That orange-haired bastard probably did that on purpose! If we survive this bullshit, I'll rematch him and shove his face into the dirt with a fancy kick and powerful punch.

"W-What the?" he heard come directly next to him.

Taeto turned to his left, only to see a narrow-eyed coyote eating cube steak with a fork. It wasn't long before the screams of a woman and children ruptured out. He rolled off the dinner table, prepared with mashed food and hearty meats. "Sorry," he muttered now on the floor, standing up hastily before stumbling back down. "Damn you, Bolt!" he mustered.

FF7: SOLDIER [Big Game - Always Accepting!]

I'm still here.

My Hero Academia: The Next Generation

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Tag: @LunarisDaFox
Location: U.A. High School, Class 1-A
Quirk: Beyond the Barrier (Psionic)

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His mom once said that he would become even stronger than her. That he had the potential to become number one. Most the time he liked to believe she was simply exaggerating. But sometimes he understood where that belief came from. The sheer flow of mental information that he could intake was baffling. And if he didn't manage it meticulously, it became crippling. There was the loud and sharp agitation that Raven gave off; it threaten to cut and shred. There was the paralyzing anxiety of Hikari, who seemed to really need a friend. Then there was Karen. Who gave off the harshest of firewalls. As if she could live her life without anyone or anything and be fine with it.

Her's was difficult to process because he couldn't tell if it was a front or just how she was. Both options were sad and he couldn't deny a part of him wanted to help her but an even bigger piece wanted to watch her burn away.

Yusuke sighed, now content to have effectively shifted Beyond the Barrier to filter mode. Something that allowed only the essentials in; emotions and minute proddings that were meant or inadvertently directed towards him. He tenderly grasped the back of his neck with both hands, massaging where tension had knotted up,both emotional and physical.

He hated feeling like The Shadow Leader. It just didn't fit him anymore. He would have tossed it away a long time ago but his anger and frustration had the tightest hold on the moniker. At this point it was as if had a split personality sometimes.

Then he felt Diana's cautious yet longing mind approaching him.

Yusuke slowed his massage, a few fingers on the back of his neck moving faintly as he fixed his gray eyes on her. Behind the surgical mask, he smiled, and his eyes showed it. "I know," he responded firstly, his arms folding over his chest. "None of it made sense to me at the moment. Mr. Winchester's thoughts seem proactive on the safe usage of our Quirks though. The way he went about it was wrong but I get it now."

Yusuke sighed with weight. "And Karen... Well Karen's really hard to read; I wasn't expecting her to blow like that... I was lucky to have you earlier, I'm not sure what would have happened without your note." He raised it up with his mind; the crumpled piece of paper was folded into a fine, flat flower. Yusuke eyed it where it floated--with his dim prismatic light outlining it. "Thank you," he told her abruptly.

"It was a thank you, Diana. Also, I'm really starting to find that robotic way you talk adorable," he told her with a hidden smile behind his mask. He stood up out his chair and pulled out his own Uphone from his back pocket. "Should we walk together to the dorms?" he asked her.

Digimon: World of Stone

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Partner Digimon: Zubamon
Digimon Lvl: Rookie (In-Training)
Location: Witchelny, Nyttliv
Tag: @Crimson Lion @AcetheKidd

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Phase sat against the a slim, dark tree. Its leaves were verdant but shaded a grim color in the darkness. Gilt staid nearby, watching over the little ones as if order by Phase, albeit silently. The truth was that the pair was just sitting in a odd tension. Neither knew what to say but the both of them had a weight on their chests.

Phase pulled his knees up, his arms on the kneecaps as he stared at Nami. There was hardly a reason why, except perhaps to escape the situation with Gilt, but he spoke up to her.

"Try not to get in my way," he told her, standing up and not really needing any answers.

His posture grew tight with his pain but he managed it. "Can you fight?" he asked.

Then a furious blow rocked the earth, spreading dirt and chaos. Phase moved near instinctively in front of Nami and Hawkmon, his arm shielding his face as he did. Gilt appeared next to him, ready to fight. "Get the kids...Get the kids out of here!" he barked through gritted teeth at Nami. "Go, Gilt!"

Gilt forged forth, golden claws catching the Digimon's antlers as it pushed him back.

My Hero Academia: The Next Generation

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Tag: @LemonZest1337
Location: U.A. High School, Class 1-A
Quirk: Beyond the Barrier (Psionic)

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Yusuke wasn't satisfied. Mr. Winchester had ludicrous, if not completely bias measures of success. But he wasn't going to hold up the class any longer; not when he could feel the annoyance of the others and Mr. Winchester's finality with the situation.

From that singular event, he had decided the school year would be a whole lot of agitating and a tad less tolerable. Especially considering he was on Karen's shit list and vice versa. Hopefully he wouldn't descend much further.

He found his seat but only after a moment of meaningful contemplation. Should he concede the argument would he have to deal with similar issues later down the road? his physicality was his only true weakness, the other was probably his boldness.

Yusuke placed his elbow on the desk and laid his head in his hand, that soft countenance returning.

My Hero Academia: The Next Generation

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Tag: @LemonZest1337 @OrizaSaucer
Location: U.A. High School, Class 1-A
Quirk: Beyond the Barrier (Psionic)

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Yusuke smirked at her insults at first, however, as they devolved into something far worse... his smirk faded. Though it didn't matter considering the surgical mask that hid his mouth. Instead, it was the sharp cold nature of his eyes that had spelled out his next actions. A palpitation in his chest thrummed and pained him, yet it resounded throughout the classroom clearly.

His hand fell into his pocket and with it a wave of intent saturated the air.

I'll break her, came a darker voice in his mind.

All of this transpired a second after she closed her eyes. That cold indifference was more of a middle-finger than anything else. No one who mentioned his sickness in such away had gotten away it.... but she would.

He'd let her.

The feeling vanished just as quickly as it came; like a wayward breeze.

Yusuke turned his attention back to Mr. Winchester. "That question wasn't for you, Karen. It's for, Mr. Winchester," he told her, remaining in place.

FF7: SOLDIER [Big Game - Always Accepting!]

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Name: Beryl Vagrant
Role: SOLDIER 3
Location:Sleeping Forest
Tag: @Karl Kadaver

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Beryl let out a breath of angst at The Commander's outburst. It was hard to look at but only because he knew the visceral feelings tearing her up. If not completely apart. His once youthful eyes had dipped into that narrow darkness, where the mako-light had hardened and became dangerous. He allowed himself that much as she stormed and took her anger out on the sleeping trees around them. He hadn't even realize had tightly he was gripping the hilt of his katana.

The moment her composure had returned, Beryl was swift to set aside his own anger. Instead of some stony cutthroat, she would see Beryl standing still, respectful of his Commander's rank, if not a tad fidgety. "You have to admit that this forest doesn't seem normal. It feels alive. Not only because its baffling but because of... of something else too."

Beryl drew closer to The Commander and risked placing a hand on her shoulder. "This isn't all on you, Commander. None of us saw it coming. Though I can't help but wonder what was in the briefcase. The forest route is doing us no good, perhaps we should go back to base and get answers."