Shoddy McCoy

Dragon Ball Gaiden

@Double
I sort of assumed that humans would be able to travel off-planet because technology was already advanced enough. At one point, I guessed that someone would be able to reverse-engineer a stray alien spaceship and use it to fly off, as that's what happened canonically. Because of this, there would be humans in far-off planets, but people like Negi (before entering Earth) wouldn't know of them because they are rare and usually don't pose any threat. Michael's mother could be a rouge scientist of sorts. That would make being on the run something that runs in his blood. Pretty romantic, eh?

Also, the Space Troopers are more of a privatized military force then an actual police force. Governments hire them to keep planets extra peaceful. Their scope is smaller and they're weaker, but they get to focus what they have only on their contractors, making them somewhat effective. Michael got the wrong idea, and that's why he got screwed over. I could come up with a cooler name so nobody gets the wrong idea.

If you're not okay with any of that, then I'm willing to change my character's backstory. Ciao!

Dragon Ball Gaiden

@Double aight

bad cop good cop

Michael "Hell-raiser" Sawyer

"You're under arrest.....for obstruction of justice!"

Age: Nearing his forties

Gender: Manly Man Male

Race: Half-human half-saiyan hybrid

Appearance: That's right, it's Captain Falcon! The star F-Zero racer is here to throw down! He's slaughtered Johnny Cage, temporarily dunked Chrom out of the Smash roster, and has made other Nintendo characters tremble in fear of his awesome might! When you hear a roaring race-ship engine speeding at you to the tune of Mute City, prepare yourself, the Captain's coming for you!

The picture tells you pretty much everything you need to know. Standing at a menacing seven feet with his muscles begging to rip his suit apart, Michael is one to strike fear into the hearts of his enemies. When he takes his helmet off, he looks strikingly similar to Arnold Schwarzenegger. He sounds like a Saturday-morning cartoon protagonist when he isn't angry and a Golden Era wrestler (the flamboyant type) when he is.

Personality: One could describe Michael as someone thoroughly washed-out. His glory days are long over, and he feels the weight of them from time to time. He tries to build himself up as a responsible and by-the-book man of the law, but fails and ends up looking awkward because he's a fighter, not an actor. He always tries to look for peaceful solutions to problems, usually by flaunting his position as a Space Trooper. This also often fails, because he's a fighter, not a diplomat.

Sometimes, though, cracks in his facade appear, and he returns to his old self: a self-aggrandizing, shit-talking, heavy-eating womanizer. It fully breaks down when he's in the middle of battle with someone he considers to be above him in terms of strength or technique. Deep inside, though, he just wants to be a family man.

History

Hider

Michael was born on a distant planet mostly inhabited by humans. He did not know who his parents were. All he knows is that he found himself in a dingy orphanage run by former criminals who just wanted to live quiet lives. Sure, they were really good hustlers, but had no idea how to run an orphanage. This put everyone there in debt and made Michael's early life a giant wreck.

The streets outside had all sorts of criminals. Drug dealers, con men, gangsters, you name it. Groups of these criminals would fight for territory and left countless buildings and roads drenched in blood. Michael hated how everyone treated each other like trash and grew a strong sense of justice at an early age. This mostly lead to him getting beaten up often

What these worldly people didn't know was that Michael had Saiyan blood in his veins. Apparently, a rouge Saiyan had been searching the galaxy for a good fight when he landed on his home planet. Disappointed by its peoples' lack of guts and solid devotion to business, he decided to plow every woman in his path in an awful attempt to forget his anger. This was how Michael was born. He know nothing of this, but his devotion to strengthening himself pushed him beyond his limits and made him the strongest around. After a couple years of training, he went and destroyed all of the gang leaders.

When a police organization named the Space Troopers formed on a nearby planet, Michael immediately signed up. The organization was founded by people who believed that justice shouldn't be enforced by disorganized groups of warriors (like the Z Fighters) and that a bureaucracy should be founded to keep track of criminals. They at first gladly accepted Michael because they needed manpower, as they had advanced capsule technology but lacked what would be ultimately to enforce the law: brute force.

They immediately regretted their decision when Michael began blowing up criminal headquarters everywhere and causing trillions of Zeni in collateral damage. He has brash, irreverent, and unforgiving: the ideal Cowboy Cop. Everyone, whether they followed the law or not, feared that one day Michael would appear under their beds and skewer them with his bare hands if they even littered. At one point, his superiors called him out, and Michael defiantly handed over his badge in true anti-hero fashion, along with a few other cops tired of being pushed around. He and his motley gang of do-gooders traveled from planet to planet and enforced their own brand of justice.

At one point, corporations and governments alike got tired of Michael running them into the ground and used every connection and asset they had to put an end to him. They declared him a criminal and hired all the Saiyan mercenaries they could to put him in a corner. They expected Michael to fight them all and eventually get obliterated. What they didn't expect was him offering to work again for the Space Troopers to clear the names of his friends.

Michael is now a tired old man who issues speeding tickets to anyone who passes by the Space Trooper headquarters.

Techniques

• Ki Blast - The basic bread and butter of anyone familiar with Ki manipulation. Ki blasts can be fired rapidly or charged up to deal more damage.
• Hellzone Grenade - Piccolo's signature technique. The user fires several energy spheres and controls them until they reach the target, then makes them explode. This variation of Hellzone Grenade allows Michael to either move the spheres towards and apart each other or in one direction as a clump.
• Purgatory Missile - Michael charges up his ki and moves in a burst then hits his opponent. This attack allows him to go at least ten times his regular flight speed and ends with a very powerful blow.
• Hell Raiser - Michael unleashes a massive spherical torrent of ki that levels his opponents along with the ground around them. This can either come from his own body, or a charged ki attack. This is Michael's strongest attack, and it often causes massive damage to his surroundings. However, it is also his most draining one, and repeated use of it can quickly make him tired.
  
  what it's supposed to look like

  
  Imagine this, but blue. I might be a bit too into smash.

Notes
The Space Troopers are out there, but they don't operate in further parts of the galaxy. This is because they lack the power needed to enforce their laws over wider areas. They won't have much bearing on any arc or saga unless allowed to.

I swear this is going to be the last "tough guy that has softened up and isn't tough anymore but still kinda tough" character I'm going to make.

Dragon Ball Gaiden

@Double Can i hop in?

Kingdom Hearts - Lights of the Multiverse [Latest Reboot]

Shimazaki Perfecture, Eastern Lands

The day before had been absurdly peaceful. There were no drunk half-naked men fistfighting in the musky taverns, no violent gamblers in the makeshift casinos, and no angry hagglers in the wet market. There was no one for Elise to smack on the head with her sheathed blade. All of this had put her to sleep rather early. She had, once again, fallen asleep while sitting on a humble canoe, letting it take her god-knows-where. Birds were sitting and chirping on the brim of her hat when, all of a sudden, an angry shout from a silly man with a mustache drove them all away.

"Come on, you weird, uh, thing! We're zoologists, we know where you belong!"

"Behind the bars of a cage? No thanks."

"We'll feed you well and let you enjoy a life of luxury. You'll be the main attraction, after all."

A little moogle was in a big fix. He'd come here to study the world's system of magic. His work wasn't as big as that of his higher-ups at the Blachrenae, but it was important nonetheless. There were certain metals here that, once refined, could harness the magical energy around it. Not only would they serve as a source of renewable energy, but they could also be used to make cheaper Gummi Ships. The moogle had asked his higher-ups to arrange diplomatic meetings with the world, but they were busy arranging for the arrival of a band of new warriors, so he decided to go check it out himself. That turned out to be a very dumb idea

The moogle's world hadn't made contact with this one yet, so he decided to land on an open grassy field. He didn't want to arouse suspicion from its inhabitants, so he didn't land in a city. As he was wandering around, trying to take in his new surroundings, two lanky men with immaculate facial hair had approached him with the intention of putting him in a zoo. Sure, they "needed" a raise, but the moogle had his own things to do.

"I have a ship landed nearby. It's armed with all sorts of lethal weapons, and I won't hesitate on using them on you two."

"If a talking plush toy told me it had an airship, I wouldn't believe it.", said one of the men. He was named Steve, and he was a civilized man who wore a business suit and a holstered handgun. His companion was less civilized, as he wore a tank top and carried a shotgun twice the moogle's height. He was also chubbier.

"The point is, I'm here on official business. Please leave me alone."

Just then, another inhabitant of the world wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a cheap robe walked by.

"Look, Steve, it's an Easterner! Hello, mister Easterner! Is it true that you people cook dogs and eat them?"

"Shut up, Houston!"

"It depends. Ethics vary from place to place, as always. By the way, is that really how you people greet Easterners?"

"Look, Steve, it's an Easterner who looks like a boy but is actually a girl! Are all Eastern women actually like this, or are you just flat?"

"Shut up, Houston. Anyways, I can't have you trying to poach our talking beasts. They're of great importance to us locals." The Easterner's words shocked Steve, who was used to being ignored by Eastern locals. They all knew that people from the Abode loved their guns. "Hey, we aren't poaching. We're just very cautious tourists."

Elise shoved her hat up, revealing a pair of closed eyes. "I'm also a very cautious person, and I know a poacher when I see one." She then curled her lips into a sly smile, which prompted Houston to aim the shotgun at her. In an instant, a loud bang accompanied the flight of a bullet, and in an even quicker instant, the bullet had been sliced into half. Steve drew his handgun and fired shot after shot, but stopped when he found his handgun also cut cleanly into half. Frustrated, Houston threw away his shotgun and charged at Elise, only to get knocked out with a clean hit to the temple.

"Go away. Plane tickets are cheaper at the Yoshirou Prefecture." Steve was going the draw out the other handgun he was hiding in his suit (it always helped him when he was facing wannabe gangsters), but a sudden crack in the ground prompted him to run away for good, with Houston in tow. The crack seemed to open into a void of nothingness, leaking an ominous dark energy that sent shivers through the moogle's (probably nonexistent) spine. After a moment of ominous idleness, the ground began to shake, and an army of hideous little creatures as dark as night itself sprung from the crack.

"Oh no."

Elise drew her blade, and with a single well-placed stroke cut down a number of the creatures. There were more of them, though, and they were unrelenting. She killed one after another, but with every one that died came a dozen more. Eventually, she found herself overwhelmed. The creatures gnawed on her body and all she could see was a black mass that seemed to stretch on forever. She pulled herself together and, with much effort, used the ki around her to pin the monsters into place. She was kneeling, her breathing was heavy, but this was nothing she hadn't dealt with before.

"Open your eyes."

God. She hated this man. She hated his bold composure, smug face, and willingness to do all sorts of terrible things. She hated the way his scarred and chiseled body hung out from his scanty robe. She hated the undying fire in his eyes, as it reminded her that whenever she struggled, he'd always come out of the corner of her mind to taunt and jeer at her.

"Open them. Only then will you become who you truly are. You run away from the truth, only to collide into it like the fool you are."

With that, he grinned. Elise tried to control her temper. She turned away from him, dismissed him as a figment of her imagination, and prepared her blade for her next attack. She told herself to ignore him, to curse him only after she had done what she had to do.

She failed pretty spectacularly.

"I am not going to open my eyes. I am sick and tired of you telling me to do everything you want me to do. I've already shown you your place, and that is thirty feet under the ground. Do not bother me anymore if you don't want me to do that again. Do you understand?"

"If that's what would please you, then do it."

Elise would've swung her sword at the image of her old man if not for the Gummi ship that was right behind her. It hit her hard, sending her flying into a nearby tree, which hit her even harder.

"Sorry, kupo, I couldn't see anything!"

She stood up, and gave the moogle a disdainful thumbs-up. With that, the moogle opened the door to his ship, and with a mighty leap unbefitting someone of her slender frame, Elise jumped into it. Before the door closed, she readied her blade, and after telling the little pilot to bring her higher, made it expand. The katana became at least fifteen times its length, and it glowed with the distinct hue of magical energy. It cleaved into a huge mass of the beasts, turning them into wisp and sending their companions running back into the crack, which promptly closed. The earth stopped shaking, and Elise fell to her knees, letting out a sigh of relief.

The moogle closed the door and began tapping on a panel laden with buttons in a frenzy. "We've got to hurry. That crack must've been caused by excess magic from world-travelling invaders. Given that the excess magic was enough to create a crack that large, the invaders must be very strong. Chances are, they're heading towards Renovation, a hub world connecting the many parts of the Multiverse. I need to warn the emperor immediately."

The ship then zoomed out into the distance. A confused Steve looked on in utter shock.

---

Palace of the Blachrenae, Renovation

"All right, first you appear out of nowhere, then a bunch of dark monster thingies attack me, then you take to some place I've never even heard of. What exactly is going on?"

"That's for later, damn it! Hurry up!"

Elise was carrying the moogle on her hat, which was miraculously unharmed by the entire ordeal. Sometimes she wondered if an old friend of hers somehow lived on in it.

"Wait, wait, stop there! Go left!"

Elise took a hard left, thrusting herself towards what may have been the biggest castle she had ever seen.

"Giorgioooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooos!"

@Letter Bee

Kingdom Hearts - Lights of the Multiverse [Latest Reboot]

Elise

Elise

take off the dumb hat

"They say that warriors have pride, but no money. I have neither of those."

---

Appearance:
Elise wears a haori-hakama. At the very base, there's a light kimono. The "hakama" is a pants-like garment worn over the kimono. The "haori" is a light coat worn over the kimono. Also, contrary to the picture, she doesn't have double-stranded bangs on the front of her face. She only has a ponytail. This, along with the fact that her chest is as flat as an iron board, leads people to think she's actually a man. However, her short stature (5'7'') and alluring voice easily give her gender away. Other than all of that, the pictures tell you all you need to know. She does always keep her eyes shut.

When she's deep in meditation, she gets so idle that birds begin to perch on her hat. Nothing important, just something cool to note.

Age: Twenty-something

Bio

long ass bio

There was once a land wherein many clans fought against each other for the glory of their ancestors. The spirits of their ancestors would give them guidance and urge them to enter conflict after conflict on their every whim. It was said that, long ago, the ancestors were mere mortals who roamed the world to hone their bodies and seek challenges beyond themselves. When they were to die, their souls would be trained to the point that they would be able to pass on to the realm of the Gods, while still maintaining their consciousness. That way, they would be able to watch over their descendants and people.

Times were changing. The realm of the Gods was shifting away from the realm of Man. While many solitary spirits allowed this to happen, the more ambitious ones rallied their descendants to fight in their honor and spread belief in them, so that they may gain power through faith and reign over the earth. This separated people into clans that fought each other without rest or remorse. The clansmen either trained their bodies or derived power from Phantoms, otherworldly beings without a body, mind, or soul.

Among them was a young woman who was said to be so skilled with the blade that entire armies would fall before her before bearing witness to her face. She could sense a person's intent by reading their eyes and predict their next move without mush effort. She was an elite killer, which is why her clan sought to make extensive use of her. They sent her to fetch a Phantom rumored to be so powerful that the heavens cowered every time he cried, and so she accepted her duty, travelling to the very edge of the land to find him.

She found him stuck in a cursed cabinet. She readied her sword for an impending duel, after all, what cunning spirit didn't show themselves without trying to deceive wanderers into helping them, only to consume the naive fool after their interference? This spirit, however, never stopped begging for help even when she announced that the old tricks of the trickster god would not work on her. With a mighty yank, she freed the young spirit of his misery. Surprisingly, he bowed and uttered two words.

"Thank you."

Those two words sparked something in the young warrior. She had never heard them before, and they, unlike any weapon that had clashed with her sword, had pierced through her. She began killing less and doing more little good deeds that elicited small smiles and snickers from the village folk that had chosen not to be part of the war. Every time she heard those two words, she smiled herself.

The patriarch of her clan didn't like this. He had a grand ambition, one that placed him at the center of the world and everyone else at it's edges. He was a honest man, because unlike most conquerors, he had completely convinced himself that his plans would work. They wouldn't work if one of his best assets were to sway his will. With a swing of his mighty blade, he killed the spirit, and the spirit's latent energy reverberated through the land, alerting his newly-made friend to his fate.

She was sick of being ordered around. If things kept going like this, she would be no more than a mere tool. Her clan's patriarch deserved death for many reasons, but she crossed swords with him only because of this. In what she would describe as her most selfish act, she killed him, leaving his blood to stain the walls of his grand fortress.

She threw away her old name and took on one she had been called by her old friend in the past. Nowadays, Elise wanders around, helping people and being broke as always.

Skills

Magic Skills

Elise comes from a world with its a system of magic that puts foremost a person's body, mind, and soul. The body is one's vessel on the material plane, the soul is one's "body" in the spiritual plane, and the mind holds the body and soul together. In combat, the body manages physical attacks, the soul handles magic, and the mind manages the whole person and either initiates or prevents mental attacks. Each part of a person can be trained and used to enhance the others. A whole lot of techniques can be derived from using one or more than one part of one's being.

• [Soul] Ki Absorption: The most basic part of magic: absorbing ki or magical energy. This can be used to amplify any technique and the user's physical mental strength.
• [Soul] Ki Sensing: This technique allows one to sense ki or any sort of magical energy.
• [Soul] Diameter of Control: Imagine the user at the center of a sphere with a certain diameter. Ki techniques only work within that diameter. The diameter can be made smaller, but can only be expanded through ki absorption. Elise's default diameter is 50 feet.
• [Soul] Basic Ki Control: Elise can manifest and control small amounts of ki. This is enough to move things and stop their movement. She can also lock people in place by applying spiritual pressure to them. However, the ki controlled isn't enough to directly hurt people. Think of it as telekinesis, except it relies on the spirit rather than the mind.
• [Soul] Advanced Ki Control: Elise can apply magical energy to objects, making them tougher. This is especially important among weapon-users. Also, when you throw something out of your diameter of control, the ki violently rushes out of the object, making it explode. You can do things like this with it.
• [Soul] Mastered Ki Control - Omnidirectional Blade: When her sword is enhanced with ki, Elise can change its length and shape.
• [Mind] Tug of Wills:When someone tries to read the Elise's mind, weaken it, or do any strange psychic stuff that affects it negatively, this technique negates the effect of the mental attack and turns the entire thing into a battle of wills. The mental attack will work if the attacker is much more motivated, angry, depraved, or whatever.
• [Mind] Instinct: Freshly borrowed from one of my edgier characters from my early days of roleplaying, this technique allows one to read an opponent's body language, effectively predicting his/her/its next move. However, knowing what the enemy will do next doesn't help at all if the enemy is much faster than you (or very big). Elise can sense enemies using ki, but is prone to sneak attacks by people able to conceal their energy.
• [Body] Impact Shift: This technique allows one to "shift" the direction of physical attacks. For example, you can punch a wall and shift the impact to be more focused on the middle of your fist, making the wall get sliced apart.
• [Soul/Mind] Eyes of the Shimazaki: Elise opens her eyes. The flood of stimuli puts her mind into overdrive, allowing her to use her techniques at least thrice as fast. The immense drain this puts on the body only allows her to do this for about five minutes. She doesn't like using this.

I might add more as the story goes on

Other Skills

• Elise is of course very good at handling a blade. She also excels in hand to hand combat.
• Years of training have made her strong enough to at least dent metal and, with some effort, shatter concrete despite her slender stature. There's an explanation about this but at this point I'm tired of writing about crazy magic stuff.
• She's also an excellent armchair psychologist who is able to tell things about people's motives and pasts by observing their actions and mannerisms. This is a trait left over from her days of being one of her clan's elite.
• She's a decent singer
• She can haggle

Personality
On the surface, Elise is a happy-go-lucky do-gooder who just wants to make friends and have fun. She is amazingly carefree about everything and somewhat dense. Behind that, though, is a former assassin who scrutinizes the actions of people and questions her motives. She rarely trusts anyone and only helps them out of goodwill. In fact, one could say she's a selfish person who does it only for gratification.

If you go even deeper, though, you'll find that she really just wants to make friends and have fun.

Fun Facts

• Yes, this is the same Elise from the run of this RP before this one. I changed her "voice colors" because I needed a lighter color to contrast with the dark background of the site.
• She's essentially a female Kenshin Himura. I am an very bad writer with little to no original ideas.
• I miss Agni
• Talk to me if you have any questions

Merged World

Original World Post:

The Merged World

Once upon a time, there were two worlds. The world of the Gods and the world of Man. Man's collective subconscious sculpted the Gods from the immense spiritual energy in the other world, and in return, the Gods guided Man and kept them at peace. However, the two world have begun to move apart, and the Gods began to revert into raw spiritual energy while Man plunged itself into war and violence.

(Astus' profile explained the world even better than this. Check it out.)

Great Powers

• Divine Sanctuary: A huge organization dedicated to serving the Gods. As the Gods grew more distant, the organization began to get filled with greedy diplomats and abusive soldiers both hungering for power and luxury. They wage war a lot, since they want to "rebuild the world in the image of the Gods", but everyone knows it's because they just want more influence. Also, they never really did that back then.
• Enlightenment's Reach: A group of countries wherein the world's Enlightenment grew. They used to be a bunch of wimps pushed aside by barbarians until they they uncovered the "knowledge of the ancients" and made the growth of science, technology, and philosophy rapid. They and their huge Magitek-powered armies (they discovered a metal that could contain magical energy and named it Phlebotinum) keep the Sanctuary from taking over the world. They're really classy.
• Freedom's Abode: This world's America. Through trade and innovation, what was once a bunch of run-down colonies run by former Enlightenment's Reach residents became a major world power.
• People's Domain: Freedom's Abode but communist. They thrive on an odd mixture of traditionalism and socialism. People there are happier but poorer.
• The Eastern Lands: A bunch of clans and territories united by their own distinct culture. Once a proud and mighty quasi-civilization, they failed to catch up with industrialism early and are now an anachronistic mess. Everyone goes here for vacation.

Overall Technology Level: Futuristic, due to Magitek. Certain metals and magic inscriptions harness magical energy to work, and so they run on it rather than oil or electricity. Cars have been replaced by flying polygon-shaped aircraft that are as accessible as cars. In fact, entire floating islands that carry countries and run on magical energy exist. However, technology's spread is erratic at best, and people in People's Domain, the Eastern Lands, and other far-off places don't have much access to it.

that one part from my old character's bio

Once upon a time, there were two worlds, interconnected yet separated. One world was nothing but a mass of spiritual energy, while the other one was a newly-formed Earth, reeking of lava and stone and absolutely no life at all.

Time passed by, and life came into existence. Evolution did its thing until beings capable of observing and understanding the world around them came to be.

They were the first humans.

These humans felt the need to explain all that happened around them, find meaning in their lives, and survive. They began to create tales, stories and epics of Gods and heroes triumphing over evil and shaping the world into what it was. With that, Gods arose from the other world. The pure spiritual energy took shape into what humans perceived them to be, and Gods and humans lived in harmony, with Gods using their power to guide and protect humans and humans subconsciously willing them into existence.

There were the Gods of Heaven, the Gods of Earth, the Gods of the Seas and Oceans, the Gods of Death, Life, Calamity, and Prosperity. However, some humans became entitled and sleazy, and decided that they could blame the Gods for every single minor thing that inconvenienced them.

Thus, Astus was born. He was the God of Trickery, Deceit, and Misfortune.

Astus first took joy in tormenting other people. It was his only purpose in life. There was this one time when a group of heroes were travelling to the center of the earth when a giant dragon appeared out of the ground, making them wet the skirts of their armor. That dragon was Astus. He also ruined people's weddings by causing people's pants to fall off for a wild variety of reasons.

As the minds of these humans developed, they began to seek personality and individuality in each of their deities. Each God became more human and formed relationships with each other. That's when Astus realized that he was inadequate, that no other God would notice him because he was created just to be blamed.

Soon, for some reason, the two worlds began to move apart. This caused the gods to revert into pure masses of spiritual energy. The first one to go was Raeda, the God of Carriage Riding. Humans were beginning to build automobiles, so he became pretty much useless. Astus didn't like that, because both of them were good friends because the other Gods didn't mind both of them.

More and more Gods disappeared and without the Gods' guidance, humans waged wars with one another and everything went to hell. Some Gods tried to keep their power, others resigned to their fates and just moped around. Astus, however, found his true calling in life and decided to investigate the reason behind the separation of the worlds. He took the form of a cat and used what little power he had left to jump right into the other world.

Notes: Everything Elise has done at the start of the story happens before the Sanctuary invades the Eastern Lands and her meeting of Yuuta. We could make that a plot point if you will.

Kingdom Hearts - Lights of the Multiverse [Latest Reboot]

i'm back baby

erizu

Elise

take off the dumb hat

"They say that warriors have pride, but no money. I have neither of those."

---

Appearance:
Elise wears a haori-hakama. At the very base, there's a light kimono. The "hakama" is a pants-like garment worn over the kimono. The "haori" is a light coat worn over the kimono. Also, contrary to the picture, she doesn't have double-stranded bangs on the front of her face. She only has a ponytail. This, along with the fact that her chest is as flat as an iron board, leads people to think she's actually a man. However, her short stature (5'7'') and alluring voice easily give her gender away. Other than all of that, the pictures tell you all you need to know. She does always keep her eyes shut.

When she's deep in meditation, she gets so idle that birds begin to perch on her hat. Nothing important, just something cool to note.

Age: Twenty-something

Bio

long ass bio

There was once a land wherein many clans fought against each other for the glory of their ancestors. The spirits of their ancestors would give them guidance and urge them to enter conflict after conflict on their every whim. It was said that, long ago, the ancestors were mere mortals who roamed the world to hone their bodies and seek challenges beyond themselves. When they were to die, their souls would be trained to the point that they would be able to pass on to the realm of the Gods, while still maintaining their consciousness. That way, they would be able to watch over their descendants and people.

Times were changing. The realm of the Gods was shifting away from the realm of Man. While many solitary spirits allowed this to happen, the more ambitious ones rallied their descendants to fight in their honor and spread belief in them, so that they may gain power through faith and reign over the earth. This separated people into clans that fought each other without rest or remorse. The clansmen either trained their bodies or derived power from Phantoms, otherworldly beings without a body, mind, or soul.

Among them was a young woman who was said to be so skilled with the blade that entire armies would fall before her before bearing witness to her face. She could sense a person's intent by reading their eyes and predict their next move without mush effort. She was an elite killer, which is why her clan sought to make extensive use of her. They sent her to fetch a Phantom rumored to be so powerful that the heavens cowered every time he cried, and so she accepted her duty, travelling to the very edge of the land to find him.

She found him stuck in a cursed cabinet. She readied her sword for an impending duel, after all, what cunning spirit didn't show themselves without trying to deceive wanderers into helping them, only to consume the naive fool after their interference? This spirit, however, never stopped begging for help even when she announced that the old tricks of the trickster god would not work on her. With a mighty yank, she freed the young spirit of his misery. Surprisingly, he bowed and uttered two words.

"Thank you."

Those two words sparked something in the young warrior. She had never heard them before, and they, unlike any weapon that had clashed with her sword, had pierced through her. She began killing less and doing more little good deeds that elicited small smiles and snickers from the village folk that had chosen not to be part of the war. Every time she heard those two words, she smiled herself.

The patriarch of her clan didn't like this. He had a grand ambition, one that placed him at the center of the world and everyone else at it's edges. He was a honest man, because unlike most conquerors, he had completely convinced himself that his plans would work. They wouldn't work if one of his best assets were to sway his will. With a swing of his mighty blade, he killed the spirit, and the spirit's latent energy reverberated through the land, alerting his newly-made friend to his fate.

She was sick of being ordered around. If things kept going like this, she would be no more than a mere tool. Her clan's patriarch deserved death for many reasons, but she crossed swords with him only because of this. In what she would describe as her most selfish act, she killed him, leaving his blood to stain the walls of his grand fortress.

She threw away her old name and took on one she had been called by her old friend in the past. Nowadays, Elise wanders around, helping people and being broke as always.

Skills

Magic Skills

Elise comes from a world with its a system of magic that puts foremost a person's body, mind, and soul. The body is one's vessel on the material plane, the soul is one's "body" in the spiritual plane, and the mind holds the body and soul together. In combat, the body manages physical attacks, the soul handles magic, and the mind manages the whole person and either initiates or prevents mental attacks. Each part of a person can be trained and used to enhance the others. A whole lot of techniques can be derived from using one or more than one part of one's being.

• [Soul] Ki Absorption: The most basic part of magic: absorbing ki or magical energy. This can be used to amplify any technique and the user's physical mental strength.
• [Soul] Ki Sensing: This technique allows one to sense ki or any sort of magical energy.
• [Soul] Diameter of Control: Imagine the user at the center of a sphere with a certain diameter. Ki techniques only work within that diameter. The diameter can be made smaller, but can only be expanded through ki absorption. Elise's default diameter is 50 feet.
• [Soul] Basic Ki Control: Elise can manifest and control small amounts of ki. This is enough to move things and stop their movement. She can also lock people in place by applying spiritual pressure to them. However, the ki controlled isn't enough to directly hurt people. Think of it as telekinesis, except it relies on the spirit rather than the mind.
• [Soul] Advanced Ki Control: Elise can apply magical energy to objects, making them tougher. This is especially important among weapon-users. Also, when you throw something out of your diameter of control, the ki violently rushes out of the object, making it explode. You can do things like this with it.
• [Soul] Mastered Ki Control - Omnidirectional Blade: When her sword is enhanced with ki, Elise can change its length and shape.
• [Mind] Tug of Wills:When someone tries to read the Elise's mind, weaken it, or do any strange psychic stuff that affects it negatively, this technique negates the effect of the mental attack and turns the entire thing into a battle of wills. The mental attack will work if the attacker is much more motivated, angry, depraved, or whatever.
• [Mind] Instinct: Freshly borrowed from one of my edgier characters from my early days of roleplaying, this technique allows one to read an opponent's body language, effectively predicting his/her/its next move. However, knowing what the enemy will do next doesn't help at all if the enemy is much faster than you (or very big). Elise can sense enemies using ki, but is prone to sneak attacks by people able to conceal their energy.
• [Body] Impact Shift: This technique allows one to "shift" the direction of physical attacks. For example, you can punch a wall and shift the impact to be more focused on the middle of your fist, making the wall get sliced apart.
• [Soul/Mind] Eyes of the Shimazaki: Elise opens her eyes. The flood of stimuli puts her mind into overdrive, allowing her to use her techniques at least thrice as fast. The immense drain this puts on the body only allows her to do this for about five minutes. She doesn't like using this.

I might add more as the story goes on

Other Skills

• Elise is of course very good at handling a blade. She also excels in hand to hand combat.
• Years of training have made her strong enough to at least dent metal and, with some effort, shatter concrete despite her slender stature. There's an explanation about this but at this point I'm tired of writing about crazy magic stuff.
• She's also an excellent armchair psychologist who is able to tell things about people's motives and pasts by observing their actions and mannerisms. This is a trait left over from her days of being one of her clan's elite.
• She's a decent singer
• She can haggle

Personality
On the surface, Elise is a happy-go-lucky do-gooder who just wants to make friends and have fun. She is amazingly carefree about everything and somewhat dense. Behind that, though, is a former assassin who scrutinizes the actions of people and questions her motives. She rarely trusts anyone and only helps them out of goodwill. In fact, one could say she's a selfish person who does it only for gratification.

If you go even deeper, though, you'll find that she really just wants to make friends and have fun.

Fun Facts

• Yes, this is the same Elise from the run of this RP before this one. I changed her "voice colors" because I needed a lighter color to contrast with the dark background of the site.
• She's essentially a female Kenshin Himura. I am an very bad writer with little to no original ideas.
• I miss Agni
• Talk to me if you have any questions

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Original World Post:

The Merged World

Once upon a time, there were two worlds. The world of the Gods and the world of Man. Man's collective subconscious sculpted the Gods from the immense spiritual energy in the other world, and in return, the Gods guided Man and kept them at peace. However, the two world have begun to move apart, and the Gods began to revert into raw spiritual energy while Man plunged itself into war and violence.

(Astus' profile explained the world even better than this. Check it out.)

Great Powers

• Divine Sanctuary: A huge organization dedicated to serving the Gods. As the Gods grew more distant, the organization began to get filled with greedy diplomats and abusive soldiers both hungering for power and luxury. They wage war a lot, since they want to "rebuild the world in the image of the Gods", but everyone knows it's because they just want more influence. Also, they never really did that back then.
• Enlightenment's Reach: A group of countries wherein the world's Enlightenment grew. They used to be a bunch of wimps pushed aside by barbarians until they they uncovered the "knowledge of the ancients" and made the growth of science, technology, and philosophy rapid. They and their huge Magitek-powered armies (they discovered a metal that could contain magical energy and named it Phlebotinum) keep the Sanctuary from taking over the world. They're really classy.
• Freedom's Abode: This world's America. Through trade and innovation, what was once a bunch of run-down colonies run by former Enlightenment's Reach residents became a major world power.
• People's Domain: Freedom's Abode but communist. They thrive on an odd mixture of traditionalism and socialism. People there are happier but poorer.
• The Eastern Lands: A bunch of clans and territories united by their own distinct culture. Once a proud and mighty quasi-civilization, they failed to catch up with industrialism early and are now an anachronistic mess. Everyone goes here for vacation.

Overall Technology Level: Futuristic, due to Magitek. Certain metals and magic inscriptions harness magical energy to work, and so they run on it rather than oil or electricity. Cars have been replaced by flying polygon-shaped aircraft that are as accessible as cars. In fact, entire floating islands that carry countries and run on magical energy exist. However, technology's spread is erratic at best, and people in People's Domain, the Eastern Lands, and other far-off places don't have much access to it.

that one part from my old character's bio

Once upon a time, there were two worlds, interconnected yet separated. One world was nothing but a mass of spiritual energy, while the other one was a newly-formed Earth, reeking of lava and stone and absolutely no life at all.

Time passed by, and life came into existence. Evolution did its thing until beings capable of observing and understanding the world around them came to be.

They were the first humans.

These humans felt the need to explain all that happened around them, find meaning in their lives, and survive. They began to create tales, stories and epics of Gods and heroes triumphing over evil and shaping the world into what it was. With that, Gods arose from the other world. The pure spiritual energy took shape into what humans perceived them to be, and Gods and humans lived in harmony, with Gods using their power to guide and protect humans and humans subconsciously willing them into existence.

There were the Gods of Heaven, the Gods of Earth, the Gods of the Seas and Oceans, the Gods of Death, Life, Calamity, and Prosperity. However, some humans became entitled and sleazy, and decided that they could blame the Gods for every single minor thing that inconvenienced them.

Thus, Astus was born. He was the God of Trickery, Deceit, and Misfortune.

Astus first took joy in tormenting other people. It was his only purpose in life. There was this one time when a group of heroes were travelling to the center of the earth when a giant dragon appeared out of the ground, making them wet the skirts of their armor. That dragon was Astus. He also ruined people's weddings by causing people's pants to fall off for a wild variety of reasons.

As the minds of these humans developed, they began to seek personality and individuality in each of their deities. Each God became more human and formed relationships with each other. That's when Astus realized that he was inadequate, that no other God would notice him because he was created just to be blamed.

Soon, for some reason, the two worlds began to move apart. This caused the gods to revert into pure masses of spiritual energy. The first one to go was Raeda, the God of Carriage Riding. Humans were beginning to build automobiles, so he became pretty much useless. Astus didn't like that, because both of them were good friends because the other Gods didn't mind both of them.

More and more Gods disappeared and without the Gods' guidance, humans waged wars with one another and everything went to hell. Some Gods tried to keep their power, others resigned to their fates and just moped around. Astus, however, found his true calling in life and decided to investigate the reason behind the separation of the worlds. He took the form of a cat and used what little power he had left to jump right into the other world.

Notes: Everything Elise has done at the start of the story happens before the Sanctuary invades the Eastern Lands and her meeting of Yuuta. We could make that a plot point if you will.

Kingdom Hearts - The Lights of the Multiverse (KH and Alternate History) [Full]

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Kingdom Hearts - The Lights of the Multiverse (KH and Alternate History) [Full]

Mysterious Keyhole, Ongoing World War II

It had been too easy.

Astus watched as the Corridor of Darkness fizzled out as soon as it came to life. He'd always wanted to learn how to do that, but now was not the time for wishful thinking. He sensed a man, one of immense power, approach him and Tocsax. There was an odd air surrounding him. It was as if he was a schoolyard bully about to kick a stray cat around. That cat was going to be Tocsax.

"And to think that this was a trap after all!"

"Of course."

The man appeared in front of them. There was something about him that made people swerve out of his way when he approached them. He was as cunning as a merchant, never without a way to get what he wanted. When the chips were down, however, he was a warlord, wholeheartedly willing to skin his enemies and hang their heads up on his porch. This was how Astus perceived him. He reminded the trickster god of someone he had met before, someone he had considered to be the most unpleasant being to ever exist. He was False Hakim.

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"False Hakim! So, you're the one they sent to capture me. Whatever the case, you're not taking me - No one is taking me."

"Poor little Tocsax, still flailing around in desperation, all the while playing into our hands." In response to that, Astus held out his hand and imagined the outline of something: a slender blade with an accommodating handle. It glowed a faint light, masking its apparent translucency. Its defining feature, though, were the crown-shaped spikes on the edge of its blade. It was a weapon wielded by kings and peasants, a blade used by god and man. It appeared to the old and the young, to the righteous and mischievous. It was everywhere, and now it was in Astus' hands.

It was a keyblade.

"You do realize that there's two of us and one of you, right? Do the math."

As soon as Astus said that, the bodies of unconscious men and women sprang to life, holding weapons equal to the Sanctuary's best armaments. They flanked him and Tocsax, ready to fire on command.

"Oh."

Tocsax shouted a magic spell, making everyone into fleshy human-shaped balloons. He then charged in, hitting Hakim with a Zantetzuken. For a while, Astus foolishly believed that the fight was over, but he was proven wrong as Hakim no-sold the hit as if all of this was a wrestling match and Tocsax was a crappy two-bit jobber. He could almost see Hakim laughing.

"Oh."

Astus grimaced. There was no way he could scratch Hakim. Tocsax had displayed power equivalent to what the warrior gods of old displayed when they entered the realm of man in their divine vessels, and yet he couldn't scratch him. Brute force wasn't Astus' thing, so the best he could do was attack Hakim's psyche. Pulling out his Keyblade was nothing more than a feint. After concentrating a bit, he inserted an idea into Hakim's mind. It was him becoming as small as an ant and getting crushed under a massive anvil. With a little mental push, that idea became a sensation, and if Hakim's psyche allowed it, that sensation would become pain.

Astus then used Aero to fly and maneuver himself around the bodies of the armed men and women. They scrambled, trying to shoot Tocsax and Astus with their weapons. For a moment, Astus felt like a drunk driver speeding through traffic on a highway sitting on top of an ocean. With every swerve he took, there was always the risk of getting hit point blank with a plasma bolt. He then laid his eyes upon a heavily-armored man wielding a massive plasma rifle.

His name was Dave. He was born on the moon in a world where America had taken to space to satisfy its unending need of the world's resources. On his birthday, the moon became the newest colony of the United States, and when the announcement was made on the intercom the doctor handling his birth jumped out of joy and nearly dropped him to his inevitable death. Despite that, Dave joined the moon's Brotherhood of Steel and pledged that he would protect the moon at all costs.

Of course, none of that mattered. What mattered was that Dave was wearing a power suit that was designed for zero-gravity combat in case the power of the spaceships went out. Astus latched onto him and, upon recovering his psyche, took control of his mind. Dave then activated his suit's flight module and began shooting at the other men and women as Astus directed him to get out of the volcano.

As Astus, Tocsax, and Dave got out of the volcano, it erupted, spewing ash and lava everywhere. An army of Heartless emerged out of the ash, chasing the three of them. False Hakim followed along, only to be blockaded by a wall of ice that had arisen from another one of Tocsax's spells.

"We've already sealed the Keyhole, haven't we? Let's get out of here!"

@Letter Bee

Kingdom Hearts - The Lights of the Multiverse (KH and Alternate History) [Full]

Mysterious Keyhole, Ongoing World War II

"Thank you for making this much easier than it would have been otherwise, by the way."

He was right. It had all been too easy. Astus came in expecting a full-blown war between gods and got a bunch of underpaid soldiers not even putting up a fight. He knew things would've gotten worse. He'd peered into the minds of Tocsax's crew (he still asked him about them out of force of habit, you want to keep people guessing as to whether you've been screwing around with their minds or not) and seen the two Leo the Mathematicians seige the Blachrenae Palace. Those two people, no, things, had power that rivaled those of the Gods.

For years he'd scampered through vast cosmic patches of land, narrowly avoiding death by earth-splitting thunderbolt, colossal tsunami, or careless stumble into an abyss leading into the void. The Gods wanted him dead, and he wouldn't let them have him. He enjoyed seeing them stumble and fall upon one another like drunk coyotes struggling to catch a speeding roadrunner. At one point he stopped enjoying being on the run: those tough guys had too much matters on their hands to mind him. For years he roamed the earth, considering his actions and for once not running away from Gods.

It was only now that he had to deal with them again.

Bring the others here or I will kill him.

Astus snickered. He could feel the demon's ego radiating from the psychic link. Yuuta was nasty, he was difficult to exert control over, but a man throws away all other thoughts he has when in battle. Tapping into the psychic link, he found himself shoving away the psyche of the warrior and coming face to face with one of the princes of Hell. He suppressed a laugh as he began to imitate Yuuta's distinct lazy drawl.

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Moscow, Soviet Russia, Ongoing World War II

"Hi, I'm Yuuta Yuudai, a virgin in his late twenties. I gamble a lot and read erotic magazines. People who've met me think I'm the most unremarkable person ever. One thing you should know about me, though, is that I'm a complete madman. I'm the perfect combination of foolish and brave. Wise and cautious people shape the world and people like me screw it up. Right now, what I'm going to screw up is whatever perverse plan for world domination you have in that narrow demonic mind of yours."

"By the way, if you kill me, then go get the others yourself. You're a prince of Hell, aren't you?"

As soon as Astus released his control of Yuuta's psyche, Yuuta's mind shot into action. One might not be too good at Math, but all our brains make countless calculations about what we should do when faced with a dire situation. They calculate distances to be run, heights to be scaled, and probabilities as to what will happen. The only difference here is that a literal God had given Yuuta's brain a push, one so forceful that it would take a while for him to get back to his senses.

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Mysterious Keyhole, Ongoing World War II

"Lets keep going.", said Astus. "There might be more soldiers waiting for us."

@Letter Bee

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Moscow, Soviet Russia, Ongoing World War II

Yuuta was very angry. First, the Yoshirou Clan had used him for their own benefit. After that, the Sanctuary had attacked, taking his homeland for themselves. They also took someone very important from him. All the anger he had felt from those ordeals, along with anger from all the petty tantrums he had when he'd stopped killing people and become a gambling idler, converged.

He didn't know why he was so angry. The Trickster God might've screwed around with him.

All he knew was that he had to kill that thing in front of him and the other thing in front of it.

In one quick moment he took up a stance and gathered all the ki around him, ki found in the plants, animals, and everywhere else. The Kremlin's once immaculate ground began to crack and shudder as the madman grabbed every bit of energy it had to offer him. He drew the sword, it's blade gleaming sickeningly. The simple yet harsh movement of his body and the rush of ki into it tore apart his attire, leaving his upper body, a gallery of scars and bruises, exposed. With one quick maneuver, he swung his sword at the dragon's neck.

If he was going to die here, then he was going to go out in a blaze of glory.

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