Renny

Digimon: World of Stone

@Crimson Lion I hate to bring this up, considering your need for a CO-GM but I'm actually going to dropout of this. I recently started an RP myself, so I'm thinking I need to focus more intently on that. I wish you all goodluck on future endeavors.

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

Music: The Crows...

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Beel stood at the wide clear windows of the airship. As it traversed the skies, heading towards the Republic of Padokea, he managed to frighten even himself in the reflection. His foxish red eyes and bored frown had made for an intimidating wall. The upbeat sound of the airship's music seemed to pass right through him; the indifferent, if not slightly worried countenance remaining strong. He rubbed his knuckles with slender fingers, few words resounding in the back of his head over and over, drawling on and on until it became gibberish to all but himself.

Unbeknownst to even himself, he had been leaking out waves of aura. A bloody aura poured out from a blinding source beneath his feet; one that urged everyone, quite literally paining those without Nen protection to stay away, lest they be killed off from his overclocked awareness.

"Crows, huh?" His fist tightened over the others. A gentle chuckled escaped him and he gripped onto the railing in front of the moving scenery. Finally, a unpleasant smile formed. "A challenge. I'm so excited that... That I think I'm scared."

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@Tenma Tendo

The streets of Yorknew City was bustling, especially during the late evening when the moon was high above and the sun had sunk into the sea. Men of high stature mingled with their otherwise opposites. Street urchins and prostitutes sold themselves like pieces of merchandise. There were powerful men barring the entrance of a particularly popular concert hall and across the street from that wide-spaced arena was the beginnings of a shady deal. Not too far from the concert hall, two blocks up was the cute but dirty street urchin, Sora Weiss.

A shaggy haired man had noticed her blessings. The roll of money, that in her hands seemed far too large looked liked his own lost roll. Especially considering he was going to buy drugs with the roll he had lost all those years ago. A broken smile stretched his dirty cheeks to his ears as he limped out the shadows of an adjacent ally way. He paused in the midst of the rushing crowd, ignoring them ignoring him.

His tongue flew across his lips as he watched the vulnerable calf. He moved along the edge of the sidewalk with a mobility that betrayed his limp. Like a poorly trained animal he attempted to sneak upon her.

However, a young man with a cold gaze paused at the little girl. His silver hair, cut short and styled with obvious skill, only accented his wealthy appearance. "Aye, little sis, you ready to go or what?" he asked rudely, a stony look on his prince-charming face. It quickly evened out, far too quickly for that expression to have been for her. He glared at the homeless man a few feet from her. Daring him, challenging him.

No one seemed to care. It was as if the motto of Yorknew City was "ask nothing and care less"

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@OneStoryToMany

The Yorknew Concert Hall's side-door was jerked opened to the parking lot. It was scarce with cars of all models, mostly four-doors in the hue of red or black, but some were vans, two were motorcycles, and one were a motorcycle with a side-car. The fence that locked them in were open, capable of fitting two vehicles side-by-side. It was there beneath a flickering lamppost that a cute boy bounced up and down on his toes, a plain glossy page held tenderly in his hands.

The young boy pointed at her and she could hear, even without her Nen, his faraway words. "Birdyyy!" he screamed suddenly. It's her, its' her! That's her, Daddy!"

If she would have looked hard for him, the tall man would had simply been next to the pajama-wearing boy. As if he had been there the entire time. He was a head or more taller than Birdy, looked to be in his late-twenties, and was very, very handsome. His hair was parted on the side, wavy and long in the front, but neck-length in the back. A chestnut in color. He shifted his head towards her and even from that distance, a near-painful intensity stabbed at her chest. As if daggers had been thrown from the shadows.

But alas, she would find herself unharmed.

"You sure that's her, Kinly?" his voice was cold but rugged, like a sharpened axe.

The boy of five years nodded furiously, giddy with excitement and controlled admiration. "Okay. Want me to come with you?"

"I can do it myself. Just don't leave. Okay, Daddy?"

"I won't leave. Go ahead."

Kinly started walking in her direction, head down and up at the same time; innocence painted on his face. His small hands tightened on the glossy paper and once he approached her, he held it out. A picture of her was on it and upon closer inspection, she would see the resemblance between the two figures. Where the taller man had stylized hair, the boy's was simple and uncut. Where the man's eyes were narrow, the boy's were wide with carelessness.

Kinly managed his biggest and widest smile before asking. "Can you... Hm? Hmmmmm? Aaah- Audo--Otto--" His once hopeful face became scrambled with frustration, a hearting-cringing kind. As if he had ruined his entire life by forgetting a single word.

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@LemonZest1337

The airship was cool with a synthetic breeze. Beneath them were lands unexplored and occupied cities. Forests with magical beasts and coves of treasures just waiting to be explored. However, their destination was the Republic of Padokea, home of Heaven's Arena, and the infamous Zoldyck Family.

Gumi Kuma

A young woman with an interesting choice of attire, a green hoodie and dark brown jeans, strode pass Madge with a horridly dangerous bloodlust. Passengers five meters ahead of Madge were going into cardiac arrest, others were simply passing out without cause or reason. The young woman stood several meters from Beel. She blew the gum in her mouth up until it popped. On her lips was a snarl; her face, a monstrous frown. "You thought you killed him! You were wrong, now you have a target on your back, Beelzebu Farheart.

"Easy now, Gummy Bear. Don't be messy with other people information too. Besides I was just doing my job. I'm a Contract Hunter, your geezer was a contract. Can't you see the irony in all of this?" Beel asked with a smile, his hands pocketed, his feet loosely together.

"You're a horrible clown," she growled, popping her gum once more. "One that will be dealt with accordingly." She ran her finger across her throat venomously. "Off with your dome bitch!"

Beel surrounded his eyes with aura and spotted the tendrils of lilac aura attached to the unconscious bodies and airship walls and ceiling. They were holding tight to women and children, men and even a small casket. It was like a spider's cave had been discovered in pseudo-space. "You're right, I'am a horrible clown. I'm much better with punchlines." Beel agreed, his words finally fall into a dangerous finality.

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

Monk Ishinobu - A powerful yet barely known Specialist

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A figure cast in deep shadows walked in a childish circle inside of the monk’s temple. "Sooo ♪ You find anything on the Crows?"

Ishinobu, who had sat in the same spot for the better part of four days wrenched his arm back and pounded his lower back thrice. His face scrunched with an easy agitation. "Of course. I doubt you would have sought me out if you believed I could not guarantee results.

A deceptive, too large, too sleek, smile appeared on the shadow's face; he paused in his steps and turned to face Ishinobu. A hand reached up and tugged on a strand of his curly hair. "Bing-gooo. Now let's hurry this up." The tone in his voice dipped into an intense command, a flood of aura rushed off him in excess, coating the monk and his temple in bloodlust.

Ishinobu twitched but this Contract Hunter had not be the first to drench him in the unsavory feeling. Though he had been the youngest to have such a dank, burning essence to his aura. It made him worry for the youth's future, especially considering the visage he had experienced with the man's blood. Ishinobu settled into a calm, his hands falling to the thighs of his crossed legs. "As you know my Nen ability: Blood Pearl, only works better with the target's blood. By giving me your own, you're hoping to find if "The Crows" will be in your future or not. Correct?"

The lean figure crossed his arms over his chest but maintained his smile.

Ishinobu's aura fluctuated, flowing harder around his body. The room was painted in a green light to any experienced Nen User. "The answer to that is yes. They will play a dominating role in the coming months. However, there will be others as well. People who are rooted you in a peculiar way. Like cheery blossoms grounded beneath its mother's shade. You and them are similar in that regard.

The aura dissipated and Ishinobu let out a heavy breath."Anymore than that and you'll find only confusion. The voice of the Gods is a messy one."

The shadow turned on his heel. "Thanks," he said, walking away. The saffron light of the entrance had begun to reveal his dark hair, black clothes, and pale skin. "You've told me what I needed to know. I have wings to clip ♪

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[OOC] Start off however you'd like. I'll make it work out.

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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Yusuke had felt the weight of his mental activity from the night before. Though he slept soundly, his mind had worked meticulously on his emotional dilemma with Diana. There was something there... something that he couldn't work out awake. He frowned now, looking deep into his pleasant bowl of porridge. At a table by himself, he could feel their eyes on him, their minds working on ways to overtake the others and grab his affection.

He frowned even more but stood up with all the calm and dignity of the once-before Prince Charming. I'm not use to fretting over stupid stuff. Best meet it head on. I have better thing to contemplate, like the script and conclusion of tonight's episode.

So engrossed in his thoughts was he, that he had almost completely disregarded the smoking visage of Karen in her undergarments. She was a fascinating figure to behold, all lean muscles; lines where they needed to be. Beautiful and admirable in a sense. He could see why she was so bold in attacking his physical health. He paused only for a second but in that moment he was forced place his palm over his eyes to hide his perverted tinge of red. The conclusion of tonight's episode! he retold himself vehemently. She had the figure, now if only she had a tad bit of sweetness. Even that much he could work with.

With that resolved in his mind, Yusuke strode off pass the other students eating breakfast and went to wait outside the dorm for the one person who could rectify his mind: Diana.

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

@Tenma Tendo Thanks. I was expecting more experienced but I'm pleasantly surprised. It'll be interesting to see how you all go against the Circling Crows.

@OneStoryToMany Once you get your character into the Character Tab, we can start this game.

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

Circling Crows

"We loved with a love that was more than love." - Edgar Allan Poe

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The Circling Crows are an upstart of assassins. Each member has his or her own reasons for joining, for killing. But neither of them has disclosed any. Their faces are obscured in ambiguity but they have quickly made headlines with high-ranking political assassinations and their daring attacks on Hunters and other high-profiled targets. One of which was Feitan and Phinks of The Phantom Troupe.

• ??? - The Bird's Eye - ??? - ??? - 212 Kills
• Tokenferris - The Talon - ??? - ??? - ???
• Gumi Kuma - The Beak - Nen User - Transmuter - 13 Kills
• ??? - The Crow - Nen User - ??? - 1 Kill

Beelzebu Farheart

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"Helloooo ♪ now I'll take back what you took from me. Plus more."

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Age: 19, Nineteen.
Gender: Male.
Occupation: Contract Hunter

Personality: Once a dreamer, Beelzubu now has a whimsical personality. He often speaks with a musical note to his words, seeming playful at first before quickly dropping to a deadpan and callous tone. He strides with indifference and forces down his want of interaction with deceitful words. He, like most Hunters, is in the profession out of greed. His selfish nature keeps him from being weighed down by morals and often times causes him to do things for no other reason than for the fun of it. At the end of the road Beelzebu wants nothing more than to find his purpose in life. But he's not above putting a few corpses in the morgue to fulfill his own agenda.

Appearance: Beezlebu is a handsome youth who appears devious and malcontent at first glance. His hair, wavy and short is hued black with deep blue shades mixed between. His lean figure is hardly imposing in his black clothing, though beneath his attire is a finely etched frame. The most enticing feature on his person is the foxish shape of his eyes and within them his bloodred iris. Atypically, when he does wear a smile, its perhaps one the most mysterious conundrums. Why is he smiling? what does it mean? why is there such a air about it in the first place? Believe it or not, Beezlebu understands this perfectly and has decided with a undiluted consciousness to enable the enigma to continue.

Backstory: Beezlebu was tossed out to Meteor City like most unwanted children. He roamed the junkyard alongside the other neglected. But found that within Meteor City was a tightly-knit sea of family and enemies. For the most part the junkyard was filled with bitter-sweet memories. There were rustic sunsets, games of tag in the metal desert, and dreams of the outside or lost families. As time went on specific incidents arose that shifted his views and ambitions. The Tramp incident specifically was troublesome. That year he lost eight of his best friends to the elder's decision. The words "We'll accept anything you leave here, but don't ever take anything away from us."

The Kurta Clan massacre had also transpired a few years later, enamoring him even more with the exploits of his local heroes: The Phantom Troupe.

A year later and he had left to take The Hunter Exams. His razor sharp instincts, his honed yet natural affinity for battle, and born physicality pushed him along nicely. However, amongst them were a few people that stoked an odd excitement, fear mixture. People who were capable of exuding odd airs and terrifying abilities. Through the four phases of the exam, Beelzebu had crippled six applicants, bruised three ribs, broken two fingers, and murdered two applicants indirectly. By the time he had reached the final test; which was a test of will between himself and a few others, Beelzebu had been physically and emotionally exhausted.

After resolving he would bet his life on becoming a Hunter, he had received his license along with four others. A month later he discovered the power of Nen through both deduction and finely placed hints by his soon-to-be master. His Nen Master: Hiro-san, a middle-aged, Environmental Protection Hunter taught him the Four Major Principles. Alongside his Nen Master, Beelzebu discovered his aura type and Nen Ability. Hiro, a One Star Hunter, who was famous for providing safety for civilizing and saving hazardous enironvements. They were tending to a region where the forests were prone to combustion for half-a-year, it was during these months that Beelzebu realized he burned with the desire to discover himself and that fire was both destruction and creation. It was enlightening to the point that another shift occurred inward.

Feeling that he was growing far too attached to Hiro-san, he departed in the middle of learning the advance techniques, missing out on Ryu, Ko, and Shu. But along his journey and contracts he discovered Ko, dark techniques, along with other advance forms of Nen to help him survive. Three years after passing The Hunter Exams he became a dangerous Hunter himself. Often times acting in such a unpredictable way, that his aggression would seem like unnatural outbursts of pure rancor.

Natural Abilities: Beezlebu has all the benefits that come along with being a pro Hunter. The all access passes, the well of funds, and his incomplete Nen training. He's a fledgling yet exceedingly rare talent. Having learned Nen he is several dozens of times stronger than the average human. This includes maintaining a speed far faster than any mount, performing feats such as dodging bullets; blocking them with his Ten. He is also adept at utilizing Zetsu, Ren, and Hatsu. On his own or with little tutelage he has discovered Ken, Ko, In, and En, despite the learning curve they require. He also is capable of performing the Silent Steps and Rhythm Echo.

Aura Type: Transmuter.

Nen Ability: Devil's Playgroud is the name of Beezlebu's Nen ability. Its a Transmutation type and is for the most part a hardy change in his aura. His aura becomes much like fire in terms of excessive heat and flickering shape. However, Beezlebu's whimsical nature has twisted it in certain ways. Using his training in Emission, he's also capable of sending the flames out towards his opponent and around himself.

Stats |

• Spirit - 2/5
• Skill - 4/5
• Strength -3/5
• Talent - 4/5
• Nen - 3/5
• Intelligence - 2/5

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

@OneStoryToMany The stats are fine with me. Spirit is enthusiasm, how excited they are about their ambitions or goals. Mostly their ambition.

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

@LemonZest1337 Yes, you're accepted. Drop that CS in the Character Tab.

@Tenma Tendo And yes, you're accepted. On your part, if you use your Nen ability on one of the PCs, be sure to get some info from them so that you'd have an accurate representation of their activities. Whether it be vague or detailed just make sure you get the go ahead from the PC before assuming activities. With that said, you both may go ahead and post your characters in the Character Tabs thread.

Beelzebu Farheart

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"Helloooo ♪ now I'll take back what you took from me. Plus more."

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Age: 19, Nineteen.
Gender: Male.
Occupation: Contract Hunter

Personality: Once a dreamer, Beelzubu now has a whimsical personality. He often speaks with a musical note to his words, seeming playful at first before quickly dropping to a deadpan and callous tone. He strides with indifference and forces down his want of interaction with deceitful words. He, like most Hunters, is in the profession out of greed. His selfish nature keeps him from being weighed down by morals and often times causes him to do things for no other reason than for the fun of it. At the end of the road Beelzebu wants nothing more than to find his purpose in life. But he's not above putting a few corpses in the morgue to fulfill his own agenda.

Appearance: Beezlebu is a handsome youth who appears devious and malcontent at first glance. His hair, wavy and short is hued black with deep blue shades mixed between. His lean figure is hardly imposing in his black clothing, though beneath his attire is a finely etched frame. The most enticing feature on his person is the foxish shape of his eyes and within them his bloodred iris. Atypically, when he does wear a smile, its perhaps one the most mysterious conundrums. Why is he smiling? what does it mean? why is there such a air about it in the first place? Believe it or not, Beezlebu understands this perfectly and has decided with a undiluted consciousness to enable the enigma to continue.

Backstory: Beezlebu was tossed out to Meteor City like most unwanted children. He roamed the junkyard alongside the other neglected. But found that within Meteor City was a tightly-knit sea of family and enemies. For the most part the junkyard was filled with bitter-sweet memories. There were rustic sunsets, games of tag in the metal desert, and dreams of the outside or lost families. As time went on specific incidents arose that shifted his views and ambitions. The Tramp incident specifically was troublesome. That year he lost eight of his best friends to the elder's decision. The words "We'll accept anything you leave here, but don't ever take anything away from us."

The Kurta Clan massacre had also transpired a few years later, enamoring him even more with the exploits of his local heroes: The Phantom Troupe.

A year later and he had left to take The Hunter Exams. His razor sharp instincts, his honed yet natural affinity for battle, and born physicality pushed him along nicely. However, amongst them were a few people that stoked an odd excitement, fear mixture. People who were capable of exuding odd airs and terrifying abilities. Through the four phases of the exam, Beelzebu had crippled six applicants, bruised three ribs, broken two fingers, and murdered two applicants indirectly. By the time he had reached the final test; which was a test of will between himself and a few others, Beelzebu had been physically and emotionally exhausted.

After resolving he would bet his life on becoming a Hunter, he had received his license along with four others. A month later he discovered the power of Nen through both deduction and finely placed hints by his soon-to-be master. His Nen Master: Hiro-san, a middle-aged, Environmental Protection Hunter taught him the Four Major Principles. Alongside his Nen Master, Beelzebu discovered his aura type and Nen Ability. Hiro, a One Star Hunter, who was famous for providing safety for civilizing and saving hazardous enironvements. They were tending to a region where the forests were prone to combustion for half-a-year, it was during these months that Beelzebu realized he burned with the desire to discover himself and that fire was both destruction and creation. It was enlightening to the point that another shift occurred inward.

Feeling that he was growing far too attached to Hiro-san, he departed in the middle of learning the advance techniques, missing out on Ryu, Ko, and Shu. But along his journey and contracts he discovered Ko, dark techniques, along with other advance forms of Nen to help him survive. Three years after passing The Hunter Exams he became a dangerous Hunter himself. Often times acting in such a unpredictable way, that his aggression would seem like unnatural outbursts of pure rancor.

Natural Abilities: Beezlebu has all the benefits that come along with being a pro Hunter. The all access passes, the well of funds, and his incomplete Nen training. He's a fledgling yet exceedingly rare talent. Having learned Nen he is several dozens of times stronger than the average human. This includes maintaining a speed far faster than any mount, performing feats such as dodging bullets; blocking them with his Ten. He is also adept at utilizing Zetsu, Ren, and Hatsu. On his own or with little tutelage he has discovered Ken, Ko, In, and En, despite the learning curve they require. He also is capable of performing the Silent Steps and Rhythm Echo.

Aura Type: Transmuter.

Nen Ability: Devil's Playgroud is the name of Beezlebu's Nen ability. Its a Transmutation type and is for the most part a hardy change in his aura. His aura becomes much like fire in terms of excessive heat and flickering shape. However, Beezlebu's whimsical nature has twisted it in certain ways. Using his training in Emission, he's also capable of sending the flames out towards his opponent and around himself.

Stats |

• Spirit - 2/5
• Skill - 4/5
• Strength -3/5
• Talent - 4/5
• Nen - 3/5
• Intelligence - 2/5

I invite @Tenma Tendo @OneStoryToMany @LemonZest1337 to judge my character the way I judged theirs. If something in his history or abilities seem unreasonable or unlikely let me know. If I receive no complaints within a day, I'll be dropping this character in the Character Tab.

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

@OneStoryToMany I've decided after a day of deliberation that you can go ahead and drop your CS in the accepted tab. I'm positive now that your character is one of the few I'll choose for this RP. All you have to do is add in this small bit at the end of your CS

[b]Stats |[/b] ([i]Be sure to delete after reading. Grade yourself accurately, If I feel any changes should be made I will intervene.[/i])

[list][*][i]Spirit[/i] - [b]0/5[/b]
[*][i]Skill[/i] - [b]0/5[/b]
[*][i]Strength[/i] -[b]0/5[/b]
[*][i]Talent[/i] - [b]0/5[/b]
[*][i]Nen[/i] - [b]0/5[/b]
[*][i]Intelligence[/i] - [b]0/5[/b][/list]

Fill it out, mention me after you're done and allow me to take a gander at it.

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

<Snipped quote by Renny>

• The Magician -- Okay, I totally see what you mean when it comes to Sora not being able to do such feats with her Nen at such a young age. So, how about I do you one better? The Magician within tarot cards is known to be able to wield the elements at their disposal, but instead of having Sora be able to do that, The Magician could give her the power to teleport? Very similarly to Knov and his Hide and Seek? But instead of it being super expansive with the separate floors and such, her teleportation acts more like the portal gun in the Portal games? I think this would still be under Conjuration and I wouldn't be against changing Sora's Aura type to make it more believable? And if this still isn't okay, I could have her start with a much more simpler card and go with that?
• Judgement -- Much like what I said before, I could always just change her Aura Type to Conjurer since she seems to be going in that direct anyways. And with the whole Zetsu situation, since it wouldn't be possible without vows and limitations set upon it, and that I can't think of any that could be set, it could be more like the card instead releases a burst of Nen indicating that said person lied? Then again, like the last one, I could have Sora just start with a simpler card and go with that.
• Strength -- Really? Harsh punishments just to enhance the whatever the card is touching, making it stronger? Maybe I could restrict the kinds of objects that Sora can strengthen? Would that help? And like the other two, I could go with a different card.
• Sora won't go through baptism. She'll take the months to open up all the nodes and such.
• I'm cool with changing her aura type and such, but now that we've been going through Sora's nen ability, the more I think it might just be better to change it? I don't know, I just doesn't seem like it's coming together...I'll wait for your response to this, but I'll still think of some other Nen abilities that could fit her. Oh, and I don't think you're being a hardass. I happy that you're taking the time to help me get my character to ore a believable state. So don't worry about criticizing my stuff, really ^^

@Tenma Tendo

Easiest way to include all of this without changing your Nen Abilities is becoming a Conjurer. They have a 1% potential of becoming a Specialist which can be have unique effects not particularly governed by the pre-existing rules.

She can be a Conjurer with her cards being her main weapon.

If you choose to use real cards they'd be less likely to be suspected of being a Nen Ability but they'd also run out eventually. You'd have keep stock of them. You'd also have to store whatever element you'd like to use inside said card. If you choose Nen tarot cards, they'd be more suspect to a Nen user of adequate skill. You'd also have to know the element intimately, which means learning the elements intimately with all your senses. However you could add some form of nuance to your attacks since their Nen.

This is totes up to you.

You might not have to be a Specialist to do all of this now that I think about it. I believe Sora was just in the wrong aura group.