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Our Daily Lives have Become a Battlefield: A Battle School RP

"Well, I'll tell you how we're going to do it when I get that far," Mori replied, releasing Daichi from his (admittedly non-serious) grip, and patting him on the shoulder. "Gonna need a lot of prep work. I'll get around to it when I have the time."

If Daichi wasn't getting excited then it was hard for him to get excited about this. It was pretty long in the future as far as he could tell, he'd give it time.

He wanted to keep it secret partially because Getter Robo was also kind of like that, a little bit. The lab was fighting against an evil force, the Student Council wasn't exactly evil but they sure did act like it sometimes. They'd be sourcing their own funding anyway, and they weren't gonna be using the grounds for testing. Why tell them anyway? Still it definitely sounded better in his head than when he said it out loud.

@Duoya "Well, I'll try and grab somebody else for Karaoke, see you tonight!" He called out as he left the Repair Club.

Thinking about Getter Robo got him thinking about pilots for it. Well, it could certainly be the repair club but they weren't the best candidates ever. Not like they were making the best machines every either, but surely it was the thought that counted. Well... no that was stupid. He just wanted an excuse to go bother some people.

Outside of the repair club the people he really knew were few and far between. Sure, lots of people knew him, but not so much the other way around. There was one particular student he was thinking about. The new transfer student who had been generating some measure of attention. He... didn't remember what her name was, but he had her in his dossier. Hard to not write somebody like that down.

"Where is it..." He muttered flipping through the pages. "Here we go..."

On top it was written; "Sword was cool. Think up a cool name.."

Well, he had come up with a couple good ones, by this point, actually. 'Hot Sword.' On a more serious note, 'The Flash Flameblade', 'The Flashflame Blade', 'The Flame Flashblade?' He wasn't sure whether she could shoot fire yet, but that was his head-canon at this point in time. The sword was red hot so what else was it going to be?

She was also short. The main reason he wanted to find her was she looked like she'd be fun to heckle.

"Now if I were a passive-but-aggressive loner with no patience for other people where would I go?" He said aloud.

Rooftop it was.

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@Rin Oh... hmmm, you're right. I'll change it around a bit then

Our Daily Lives have Become a Battlefield: A Battle School RP

Mori clapped Daichi on the shoulder as well.

"I don't think you understand, Daichi." He said.

He had a mind to think Daichi agreed to things too easily. It wasn't a bad thing per se. Nothing bad at all, but for this project he needed some measure of excitement. He didn't think this would work if the other members were involved grudgingly. Making something was hard work. He was somewhat aware the Snack Cart had attracted so much attention because it was trivial for the most part. It didn't require much expertise but this would require enough to the point that it wouldn't be his creation, it could only be theirs. It would be cooperation of the highest order. Not just to make, but to power it, and to run it.

"We don't need another building. This'll do fine." He said, hand still on Daichi's shoulder.

3 feet was fine. It could be created here. He could move it anywhere with his shadow, they didn't need to be confined to the school.

"I don't think I want the Student Council finding out about this either." He said.

They couldn't exactly do anything without their knowledge, but their funding wasn't something that'd even begin to cover the costs of the tech they would need. Well, if he was going to be honest he just didn't want them to know so he could surprise everyone. He had a plan though. He'd have to ask his parents about it but there was a possibility that it'd work. The reason it would work was because this wouldn't just be any robot.

It was possible that he could pitch this to his parents' company to gain a sponsor. There were other similar cases of mechanics companies sponsoring young teams of inventors in the creation of their own car to enter certain competitions. This could be quite an attractive pitch. It was somewhat more, and could be less complex than just a car, or just a robot. Something that had never been done before.

To solve the pitch to the Student Council he'd give it a suitably obfuscating name. He could say something along the lines of; 'A series of digitally linked mechanical AED vehicles. The systems in place allow for dynamic linking between the vehicles, allowing for spontaneous deployment of a unique formation.'

If this didn't get Daichi a little bit excited for it he honestly had no idea what would.

"Two words," He said. said, leaning in close to Daichi. "Getter Robo."

@Duoya

Our Daily Lives have Become a Battlefield: A Battle School RP

"Hey, I didn't know you had other friends," Mori replied jokingly. "Karaoke, huh?"

He fiddled absentmindedly with the audio setup. Like everything else on his AED, it was simple. He knew it inside out because there wasn't really much to it. It could only be the microphone that was broke. He didn't know what was broke about it but that was why Daichi was good.

He plugged the microphone into its stand and an audible crack sounded out on the megaphone. It was fairly quiet though, it wasn't even loud enough to disturb the other members, just enough to know it was probably functional. Mori was a lot of things, but he was no rookie.

He pushed the Snack Cart back into his shadow. It'd be real convenient if his IES made things weightless, but he was kind of glad it didn't. It was real important to get the balance right for the Snack Cart. If his IES was that convenient he might not have ever bothered. If he hadn't bothered he would've never made the Broadsider either.

...You know, maybe he was a little obsessed with his snack cart.

Still, he was thinking about his plans for tonight which mainly involved eating chips and watching anime. After he tuned up the Snack Cart, but that was a given.

He thought about it and he didn't think Karaoke rated higher than anime and time by himself. Wait, was Daichi an extrovert? Was this the first extrovert he was friends with? And he didn't know this entire time?

"I guess I'll go to that Karaoke then. Send me the time later on, are there gonna be other people from the club?" He said.

He wasn't asking for any particular reason, but, he did know the repair club a bit better than most as someone who wasn't actually in it. He knew their AE skills well enough that at this point he didn't even have to write them down. When Daichi mentioned whether he had any plans in the future the answer was 'no', really.

His Snack Cart had incorporated a lot of expertise from people that were not him. They'd taught him how to put it together, made most if not all of the components, and tidied up his blueprints he made from his own limited knowledge. But these people had their own lives to deal with. He didn't want to start relying on them again for another project. That'd be... conceited? Either way he figured once was the limit for a lot of them.

But he diiiiiid have something. It was theoretically possible. He'd have to ask for help again. It was much bigger than his snack cart, but it'd involve asking the repair club members for help too so the overall burden would theoretically be the same. It'd also take much, much longer. He didn't know exactly how long. But, if they pulled it off, it'd mean a lot more than his snack cart. He wasn't sure if they were ready for it. How would he even ask?

"Hey do you want to try to make a mech?" He said.

Nailed it.

@Duoya

Our Daily Lives have Become a Battlefield: A Battle School RP

@VitaVitaAR Are we gonna have a posting limit, or are we doing something like a wait for 2 posts before your one kind of thing?

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@Cerces22 Oh uhhh for the record I didn't plan on stealing your info book idea I already thought about it already before posting and I didn't notice you'd already done it x.x

Our Daily Lives have Become a Battlefield: A Battle School RP

The Heckling^TM begins

A normal day at Shiroyama, a normal morning for Nori Mori. There were very few people who knew exactly what was going on in that mind of his. A lot of people thought he was obsessed with his snack cart, and like almost everything about him to a certain extent he was. Maybe. It was only to the extent someone would obsess over their creation because they rattled it together and they're worried it'll come apart at the seams. You know, the normal thing any young 'inventor' would worry about.

The word inventory was a bit strong but hey, what could you do. The thoughts on his mind today were back again on Nori Mori, the childhood nickname he'd been given one day.

...Now that he thought about it he hadn't managed to shake that nickname until entering high school.

Anyway, he had a mind to get a new one. The plan he had to get it was utterly devious. Long term, volatile, annoying, it had all the right elements for a perfect storm. It was something that'd shake up the foundations of the school. Maybe. Possibly.

He entered the Repair Club club room.

@Duoya "Hey Fukunaga, you in here?" He called as he walked in.

He didn't really wait for a response before pulling his torch out and shining it on himself. Any passing students would probably find it strange, but this was normal for him and the Repair Club. He set the torch down on the table and looked back to judge whether his shadow was big enough, then with some effort he pulled out the Snack Cart. Anybody who thought it was weird that he set a torch on himself would've found it weirder that he pulled a big metal cube that was bigger than he was half-way out of the wall. Those that didn't find it weird knew of the famous, or infamous snack cart.

Mori wasn't sure which one it was to be honest, he never heard anyone complain about his prices though so surely it was at least OK.

Anyway, anyone familiar with the Snack Cart would've also noticed the new, perhaps ominous addition on top. A megaphone.

"My Mic broke, I wanted to test the sound system out on some unsuspecting fools but I need to get it fixed first." He said.

This was step 1 of his plan. Become the Heckler. One thing was missing from his Snack Cart that'd give it that mass appeal, the one thing most people didn't get just from seeing him there, personality. He could commentate on fights with this set-up and establish a personality and a presence in Shiroyama. It'd a surefire way to increase his profits in the most annoying way possible.

He plunged his hand into his shadow again and pulled out a blue binder.

Step 2 was already in progress. Step 2 was blackmail. He hadn't quite gotten that far yet but Step 2 involved getting information on anybody he was likely to be commentating on in the background. Fights were going to be boring if there was nothing he would be able to say. The details weren't so precise but it wasn't as if there was an information broker he could ask for information from.

Step 2 actually involved being the broker but he needed to build up a reputable database first. Right now he had what he knew of as many people as he remembered's IESs and AEDs, but as a personal touch he added a ring name to every entry which fit. The Repair Club for instance was Dirty Mike and the Boys. His parents liked the English shows and he watched one called the Office or something. He didn't really get it but it was fun.

He listed the student council prez as Emperor Titus I. He'd have to explain that one later, it wasn't something he could say to her face but he totally would if he had the chance. He was waiting for an opportunity to say it to everybody.

Anyway the plan was pretty simple in the end, do some Heckles and get some Shekels. Maybe that joke was a bit off colour.

Pffft, Dr. Heckle and Mr. Shekel. He thought to himself while holding his folder.

He was aiming for a professional heckling scheme, the Dr. qualifier seemed like it'd fit quite well. Of course harkening back to the famous novel Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Heckles by day, Shekels also by day but he wasn't Heckling and Shekeling at the same time of course. But he could.

But first he had to get his microphone fixed.

Our Daily Lives have Become a Battlefield: A Battle School RP

Yaaaay, 5 minutes ago but I can't write a post for another hour or two. :)

Our Daily Lives have Become a Battlefield: A Battle School RP

I think I'll have Mori try and get the repair club to band together and make a mech. With all the generation abilities the repair club has we could get a Voltron type thing going on here.

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Thanks to Vita, and sorry for the trouble

Nori Mori

Bios:

• Name: Noriyama Mori
• Age: 16
• Gender: Male
• Appearance: Relatively middle of the pack. Not someone who really fades into the background, but not anything distinctive. Black hair, thin eyes, about 5'7" and nothing really special about his build. It's not his appearance that people remember him for, after all.
• Personality: Mori has the appearance of a stoic, and to a certain extent he is. He doesn't really get fazed by all that much. He used to get called 'Nori Mori' once upon a time and he didn't really mind. His appearance and attitude hardly ever change, but it's his attitude which is somewhat unique. Sometimes he'll say the most ridiculous things with a straight face. He has an extremely unique brand of humor which he'll use at some of the most inappropriate times. He'll never joke at somebody else's expense, but his jokes have gotten him a many dry look from his classmates.
• Backstory: Mori's history is... pretty normal; no dead parents, no betrayals, no real drama, and no anxiety. He visits his grand-parents every 6 months and he lives a pretty peaceful life. His parents are engineers, so he took interest at an early age and he's sort of developed normally in terms of technical for someone with that kind of a background, with his parents' help.. However, if there's one thing that makes him unique as an engineer it's his attitude. "If you can make it, then why not?"
  
  He's something of a pacifist, or as pacifistic as you could get in the academy. Battling is part of his education, sure, and he does listen to his elders so he can use weapons and he trains with them regularly. He can see the point of getting better with combat skills but he doesn't really like fighting.
  
  Still, he mostly does things for the sake of doing them. If there's something that could be done but his other classmates don't want to do it, chances are he'll volunteer. For those that don't know him, this makes him seem like an honor student but those closer to him know differently. A certain invention of his made the newspapers once and gave him some small measure of fame.
  
  The idea came to him one day out of the blue, and he decided to build it. He had help from several people, including his parents and several mechanics in town, friends of his parents, and some of their fellow engineers who took a bit of an interest in it. The bulk of the construction was still done by Mori, however. When he was finished, he had made maybe the first ever weaponized AED Snack Cart.
  
  Traditional mechanics would've made it impossible to make for a 16 year old, but AE technology made it possible. It isn't too impressive conceptually but still, why would you ever make one? If you ever asked he'd probably say something like "Our daily lives may have become a battlefield, but that doesn't mean you can't appreciate good value when you see it."
• Inherent Engine Skill: Shadow Space
  Mori can store things in his shadow. The space inside is pretty big, but he's never gone inside to see it. It can hold his Snack Cart and all his provisions without any issues. The things stored inside don't become weightless when he's pulling them out though, so there are a couple of restrictions for certain items. For items bigger than his shadow, he'll need to change its shape. He usually carries a torch around with him. He also needs to keep orientation in mind, since, if he extracts an item from his shadow while it's on the ground, gravity will take effect. He projects his shadow onto the wall to solve this issue.
• Active Engine Device: AED Snack Cart
  The AED Snack Cart is an original invention of Mori's. It combines various features from all manner of snack machines, adds a few integrated systems for ease of movement amongst other things, and uses the Mana Core to power it. It really doesn't take much to power the appliances, which only really require heat or gears to move. It's a very economic design, but the real energy consumer is the tank treads.
  
  It's about as large as a small stall. It has an engine to move them with, and the tank treads don't normally show underneath the snack cart. He has to take care of how he moves around to make sure he doesn't kill too much grass or damage the concrete of the school.
  
  The Snack Cart features a popcorn machine, a sandwich press, a small stove, a hotdog warmer, some small lights, a cooler, an ice-cube dispenser and more. Mori made it to be extensible, and he also made it easy to take it apart and put back together.
  
  Since it's inevitable that he'll have to battle at some point, he's made a few additions just to see what he can get away with.
  
  
  • The Broadsider
    The AED snack cart has a Battle Mode where the tank treads suddenly extend up and out, and pop up onto their suspension system. It's been finely tuned to stay upright during high speed manoeuvres, and it can swivel independently as long as it's stationary. It's possible to do it while moving but that can be pretty dangerous.
    
    It also closes up shop with metal shutters and a sheet of tempered glass in the new 'front' of the vehicle which is where the non-door side used to be.
    
    Pneumatic cannons extend out from the sides. These cannons are static and can't be aimed. They can be loaded with anything from Mori's inventory. Cans will do the most damage, but weaponized paninis can have their own uses too.
    
    The Broadsider can be surprisingly fast, and has a surprising effective range. Launched cans also really hurt and can blind people with the soda spray. Mori doesn't want to fight with The Broadsider if he doesn't have to, since he can't repair all of its systems on his own. However, it has come in useful when dealing with some belligerent customers. The Broadsider has also earned him all of the rank he has thus far.
• Skills: He's good at fixing things in general compared to the average person. He can do a few things with AEDs, but nothing spectacular. He can also cook surprisingly well when he takes the time to think about it.
• Rank: 12
• Club: He's not a part of any clubs but he does drop into the Repair Club from time to time to ask for help with various things.