Silverstein

Legion of Heroes

I do love some supahero RPs. count me interested. :>

Jujutsu Kaisen: Prelude to the Demon King

Hajime Muto

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"Ohhh... I smell a juicy scoop coming along! I can see tomorrow's big headline now. Twins reunited at last! thanks to the valiant efforts of magnificent seven.. and covered by yours truly - Hajime Muto, Ace Reporter of the daily mystics! yeah, i like the sound of that.."

A boy with a snazzy attire holding a weird-looking briefcase steps out of the limo with a beaming smile plastered on his face the moment the jujutsu sorcerers arrived at the scene. He whips out his polaroid camera and started taking snap pictures as much as he could of the gloomy area. Unfazed by the dangerous terrain they're in, must be the adrenaline rush of being a thrill seeking reporter.

Without a doubt, Hajime is excited to be part of this group. Being in the 3rd year upper class, This isn't the first time he went on an OJT mission as a student sorcerer let alone being part of a team with students and staff members alike-- and yet he feels something is special with this group of upcoming sorcerers. He was curious on why sensei Gojo hand pick this team. According to the buzz on the academy is, each of the present student's grades and profile here are quite exceptional. Time to find out if those rumors are true firsthand.

"So that's the Sekiguchi family's estate. Although, a haunted mansion is a bit on the nose don't you think?" Hajime snickers at the thought, trying to lighten the mood for a bit.

"So, how you'd fine gentleman like to approach this? should we go the diplomatic route with the family, or should go all out and guns blazing rescuing the lad? come now, give me the deets.." Hajime asked the group.

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

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_{Saffron village: South gate}

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"The name's Ryuji, not too shabby yourself Lady Hanabi. I truly appreciate that," Ryuji greeted back with a smile, relief that he was acquitted for the mess he had gotten himself into. She reminds him of his former revered, lawful, and authoritative samurai leader back in the day.

Damn! the women here in this village are crazy strong and kinda brutish and so were that hex lady, and that foreign mage who can change the weather. and the merchants here are so brave - err sort off. Clearly, They have different motives in joining in the fight. Ryuji thought to himself.

"Heh, I think I like this village already," The wanderer muttered with a smirk, looking back at the aftermath of the fallen beast and observing the individuals who aided to fend it off. He stands idly with Mori perch around on his right shoulder and can't help but notice that little outburst that Lady Hanabi put upon her underlings.

"I want the names of the patrolmen from the night. I want to know why they didn't detect this creature. I want to know how we let this disaster reach our doorstep."

@Fading Memory

Ryuji winced and painfully avert his eyes and feels like he's throwing the captain under a bus here- knowing that he himself is cursed and will bring misfortune to others and partially responsible for that feral feline attacking them out of nowhere. That calamity will follow him where ever he goes. Surely that's worth mentioning right? The Ronin kept his silence about his identity, not to spoil this little victory.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Prelude to the Demon King

Hajime Muto, Ace Reporter

Hajime Muto

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Basic character appearance description:

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Jujutsu High Uniform Description: Hajime always goes out in style. His clothing is a pseudo mob theme plaid business suit straight from the 80's that goes well with the classic jujutsu black uniform.

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Curse Technique Name: Mimic Briefcase : Gluttony
Curse Technique Type: Innate
Curse Technique Description: An artificial curse corpse guise as a briefcase - A gluttonous soul trap inside its core - It has only predetermined command: To chomp down its foes down. It can also absorb lower-grade cursed spirits and is mainly used for exorcism. It also acts as a storage and can store numerous stuff inside, like a dimensional pocket.

Curse Technique Abilities:

Mimic Briefcase: Butcher mode - Hajime transforms his briefcase into a chainsaw, baring his mimic's fangs into the world. He wields his cursed weapon with ease and doesn't suffer from the weight penalty from its massive chainsaw form, making it almost light as paper to him. In addition, his cursed energy empowers his chainsaw rather than an electrical source which can deplete his cursed energy if he consumes too much.

Resonance (Sinking Teeth Curse) - Once Hajime's hungry briefcase gets a bite of its target. It never forgets its taste. It leaves a mark on the bitten part, establishing a link between the two. This bite mark acts like a seal that leeches off the cursed energy, disrupting the flow and making it impossible to use that bitten part for about 1-5 mins and is limited to 1 target.

Explosive Talisman- A simple talisman imbued with curse energy that explodes upon impact.

Binding vow: Gossip Eater - Truth Seeker -
Like any respectable and credible journalist. Hajime only pursues the cold hard facts from his scoop. Once he gets to know the true nature and identity of his target is. He gets a notable boost on his curse energy.

Specialty: Support, Disabler, Melee Brawler.

Drawbacks: Using this Jujutsu, Hajime serves as a living fuel to his cursed tools, the more effort he exerts, the faster his curse energy depletes.

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Personality Description: Hajime is a lively character that seems to be always in a pleasant mode. He is highly motivated and passionate about his work. He has this 'big brother' vibes written all over him.

Backstory:

Hajime is a 3rd-year student that has a knack for journalism. It started when he was 5 years old when he obtain the ability to see the otherworldly curses. He was intrigued by how one's soul can turn into a negative spirit and why is it attracted to negative human emotions. From there, he started talking to the host, listening to them, observing them every time he met one with a curse. This strange fixation led to another, and another and another and before you know it: Hajime found his passion in being an aspiring reporter.

He is the publisher and founder of the Daily Mystic Arts™: Jujutsu high's very own student newspaper. He writes articles about the happenings and events of the faculty and students alike; mainly their adventures in driving evil curses away.

He is a distant relative of Masamichi Yaga. This explains why there is a similarity in their jujutsu in creating curse corpses. The only difference is, The Muto family rituals are much darker and inhumane. Using their connections and wealth: They own a private prison where questionable human experiments take place and use death row criminals as their core for their objects.

The Muto family is practically untouchable in the underground scene in the world of sorcerers. "Their methods are sick and flawed as their curse corpse are" as Masamichi Yaga would describe them. Despite the displeasure of this mafia-like clan of sorcerers. Masamichi doesn't detest Hajime. He was the one who recommended Hajime into the academy due to the fact he shows potential and empathy amongst the rest of his clan.

Skills:

Social Chameleon - Hajime dresses and acts the part of being a journalist. He knows how to blend in, How to dress for the occasion, How to emphasize with others. Hajime has a plethora of wardrobes he can choose from, disguising himself when interviewing normal people.

Hand to Hand Combat (Kicking) - Hajime has a fair share of fighting and mastering mixed martial arts, especially when it comes to training his legs. It comes with the occupational hazard of being a correspondent, never knowing things can get hostile at a drop of a hat.

A pretty good football player - Hajime has a background of playing and excelling in football when he was in elementary.

Strengths:

Dependent
Keen insight
Rationalist
Binding and Subduing techniques
Really strong leg muscles.

Weaknesses:

His family's control over him.

Equipment:

Cursed Tools:
Mimic briefcase - A flesh-colored, stitched-up durable briefcase with a bunch of talismans stickers attached to it. Hajime uses this as a blunt weapon and a shield against human opponents.

Talisman - Paper tag constraints used to seal curses and mediate cursed energy. Cursed objects are normally sealed by talisman but their effectiveness fades over time and is considered to be an outdated sealing method.

Normal Equipment:

Pen and notepad - a tool used for writing his scoops or just taking notes.
Polaroid Camera - An old fashion camera that helps him detect minor details.

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Jujutsu Kaisen: Prelude to the Demon King

Hajime Muto, Ace Reporter

Hajime Muto

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Basic character appearance description:

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Jujutsu High Uniform Description: Hajime always goes out in style. His clothing is a pseudo mob theme plaid business suit straight from the 80's that goes well with the classic jujutsu black uniform.

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Curse Technique Name: Mimic Briefcase : Gluttony
Curse Technique Type: Innate
Curse Technique Description: An artificial curse corpse guise as a briefcase - A gluttonous soul trap inside its core - It has only predetermined command: To chomp down its foes down. It can also absorb lower-grade cursed spirits and is mainly used for exorcism. It also acts as a storage and can store numerous stuff inside, like a dimensional pocket.

Curse Technique Abilities:

Mimic Briefcase: Butcher mode - Hajime transforms his briefcase into a chainsaw, baring his mimic's fangs into the world. He wields his cursed weapon with ease and doesn't suffer from the weight penalty from its massive chainsaw form, making it almost light as paper to him. In addition, his cursed energy empowers his chainsaw rather than an electrical source which can deplete his cursed energy if he consumes too much.

Resonance (Sinking Teeth Curse) - Once Hajime's hungry briefcase gets a bite of its target. It never forgets its taste. It leaves a mark on the bitten part, establishing a link between the two. This bite mark acts like a seal that leeches off the cursed energy, disrupting the flow and making it impossible to use that bitten part for about 1-5 mins and is limited to 1 target.

Explosive Talisman- A simple talisman imbued with curse energy that explodes upon impact.

Binding vow: Gossip Eater - Truth Seeker -
Like any respectable and credible journalist. Hajime only pursues the cold hard facts from his scoop. Once he gets to know the true nature and identity of his target is. He gets a notable boost on his curse energy.

Specialty: Support, Disabler, Melee Brawler.

Drawbacks: Using this Jujutsu, Hajime serves as a living fuel to his cursed tools, the more effort he exerts, the faster his curse energy depletes.

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Personality Description: Hajime is a lively character that seems to be always in a pleasant mode. He is highly motivated and passionate about his work. He has this 'big brother' vibes written all over him.

Backstory:

Hajime is a 3rd-year student that has a knack for journalism. It started when he was 5 years old when he obtain the ability to see the otherworldly curses. He was intrigued by how one's soul can turn into a negative spirit and why is it attracted to negative human emotions. From there, he started talking to the host, listening to them, observing them every time he met one with a curse. This strange fixation led to another, and another and another and before you know it: Hajime found his passion in being an aspiring reporter.

He is the publisher and founder of the Daily Mystic Arts™: Jujutsu high's very own student newspaper. He writes articles about the happenings and events of the faculty and students alike; mainly their adventures in driving evil curses away.

He is a distant relative of Masamichi Yaga. This explains why there is a similarity in their jujutsu in creating curse corpses. The only difference is, The Muto family rituals are much darker and inhumane. Using their connections and wealth: They own a private prison where questionable human experiments take place and use death row criminals as their core for their objects.

The Muto family is practically untouchable in the underground scene in the world of sorcerers. "Their methods are sick and flawed as their curse corpse are" as Masamichi Yaga would describe them. Despite the displeasure of this mafia-like clan of sorcerers. Masamichi doesn't detest Hajime. He was the one who recommended Hajime into the academy due to the fact he shows potential and empathy amongst the rest of his clan.

Skills:

Social Chameleon - Hajime dresses and acts the part of being a journalist. He knows how to blend in, How to dress for the occasion, How to emphasize with others. Hajime has a plethora of wardrobes he can choose from, disguising himself when interviewing normal people.

Hand to Hand Combat (Kicking) - Hajime has a fair share of fighting and mastering mixed martial arts, especially when it comes to training his legs. It comes with the occupational hazard of being a correspondent, never knowing things can get hostile at a drop of a hat.

A pretty good football player - Hajime has a background of playing and excelling in football when he was in elementary.

Strengths:

Dependent
Keen insight
Rationalist
Binding and Subduing techniques
Really strong leg muscles.

Weaknesses:

His family's control over him.

Equipment:

Cursed Tools:
Mimic briefcase - A flesh-colored, stitched-up durable briefcase with a bunch of talismans stickers attached to it. Hajime uses this as a blunt weapon and a shield against human opponents.

Talisman - Paper tag constraints used to seal curses and mediate cursed energy. Cursed objects are normally sealed by talisman but their effectiveness fades over time and is considered to be an outdated sealing method.

Normal Equipment:

Pen and notepad - a tool used for writing his scoops or just taking notes.
Polaroid Camera - An old fashion camera that helps him detect minor details.

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Anepool Academy for the Gifted

Robert Reese

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"Play nice okay hun?"

"Yeah, whatever mom. I still don't get it tho, why should I go to school? I mean i'm doing fine on learning stuff on my own. I doubt I'll learn anything new here." Robert pouted. The young artificer speaks simply not out of arrogance.

He's a bit disappointed on why he has to trouble himself learning the basics again. Seems like a waste of time. Based on the given powers of hyperintellect he possesses and the ability to create advanced tech and such, He feels like he should be at college level at this point and not some kid attending grade school.

"I suppose..but do remember that knowledge isn't everything, son. I choose this school for a reason." Ms. Reese sighed.

"I know you may not like it.. but at least do it for me? ~Pleasee" His mother smiles beamingly at him. so much so that Robert becomes flustered.

"Tch.. fine.." Robert reluctantly said with a bit of annoyance in his voice.

He stepped out of the car and went straight at the sea of students and numerous people alike. Robert was surprised the academy is a lot bigger inside. He went to the pavilion to get some idea of what extracurricular activities this school has to offer. But so far non interest him.

The delinquent can feel the glancing looks behind his shoulders, whisper and judging stares of humans and non-human creatures alike. With all of the piercing, tats, and that resting intimidating look Robert has, it's no surprise some people are trying to avoid him. Not that it matters to him. Robert is used to his infamy by now.

Robert continues his solo tour of the academy, finding himself in the halls where out of nowhere a small fire breaks out at the science lab. Smoke raises from the door as people inside started to exit.

Without a second thought, He rushes in and extends his hand. With a flick of his fingers, The artificer bends every technology equipment in the room to his own will, salvaging what needs to be saved and overriding the school's fire sprinkler system, putting it into overdrive, dousing the flames even faster.

Surely, this little display of minor hacking of the school system would get the security's attention.

The smoke clears and fire is put out. The science lab was mostly singed but still intact.

"Yo, What's the deal? you nerds making some indoor explosives?--- sounds fun..." Robert said with a mischievous smile.

"Well not exactly, one of our first years had a little mishap on his tinkering, causing it to malfunction and caught fire." One of the students said with a downcast expression.

"Say, that's a neat trick you got there.. I haven't seen you around these parts, have you ever tried joining a club? We would love if you join ours.. -- or at least help us clean up, if that's too much to ask. Hate to see the science club looking like a mess before the school year starts." Another student steps in and asked.

"Eh, sure.. why not.." Robert simply shrugs. He got nothing better to do on this first day, The young artificer decided might as well hang around here and burn some time.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Prelude to the Demon King

I'm not really verse about the deep lore of jujutsu kaisen. nevertheless, I'm interested!

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

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_{Saffron village: South gate
Interacting with: Anyone at the south gates, @Rethel34
Moves use: Ryuji: Acrobat/Mori: Mean look}

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This has to be one of the worst mornings Ryuji had in his entire life - And boy, he had plenty.

Everyone near the south gates is either food or a chew toy for the feral Persian that appeared out of nowhere. The village is under siege by this beast.

Mori can't sit idly any longer knowing that his master is now in grave danger. Quickly thinking, the blackbird swoops in and snatches the keys of one of the soldier's side pockets in one fluid motion and hands it over to his trainer.

"Took you long enough," Ryuji smirks and freed himself from his cuffs and bailed at the last second where his cage got destroyed and everyone got swatted by the rampaging feline.

The ronin scoots away in the line of fire between the beast and the saffron's soldiers. He should run, he really should but instead, he's contemplating about it. Ryuji can't help it but there's a nagging feeling he should help. Perhaps his past samurai teachings are getting the best of him.

"Eh, fuck it.." He muttered.

Ryuji searches around from the debris of his former decimated cage and found his trusty Naginata beneath the weight of the injured Tauros on the ground. He focuses and sets his sight on the rampaging cat.

Being a former member of the "Brave Bird" samurai faction. It's only fitting Ryuji uses flying-type techniques and speed to match the towering Persian.

With nimbleness and finesse, Ryuji uses acrobat: He dashes and a flurry of strikes from the tip of his spear hurled at the feline's limbs and torso, bobbing and weaving as he gains momentum from each of his attacks.

"Mori, use mean look" He commanded while striking fast. The crow flew right behind him, leveling itself in front of the cat's head.

Upon getting the Persian's attention, The cat and the blackbird met their gaze for a brief moment. The murder of one emits a dark chilling aura that would instill fear to those who stare back at its cold yellow eyes. Taking away its agility and the ability to flee.

A deadly combination of locking the beast in place and away from the village gates.. Hoping to maim with each strike, mowing it down, just enough to get some reinforcement to fend off this feral foe.

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

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Saffron village: South gate
_{Interacting with: @Rethel34}

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A new dawn arrives.

The warmth of the morning sun was in full display.

A company of foot soldiers cast a tall shadow upon the land coming from the south road.

The sound of synchronized marching along with a rickety old wheel wagon and the clomping of a Tauros' hooves was fast approaching.

The Bannermen on each side hoist their flags signaling their lavish arrival into the village.

"Look lively men, were about to approach the village" The night patrol has returned, ending their shift, and was about to turn in led by their Captain, a minor character vaguely known as the "Chief".

The vehicle halted for inspection. The Chief looks straiight ahead and gave a sharp salute to his higher-ups in front of him as the other footsoldier did so as well.

"Morning Captain Shinobu and Captain Jiro, I-i didn't know you were scheduled here at this post...." The Chief fumble upon his words upon seeing the son of the most respected samurai in their village.

"Err anyway, we finished our daily patrol, so far no incident of pokemon attacks within the locals has been reported within our reach." The chief wasted no time to deliver his report - Straight to the point as always.

"As for the distress call of one of our scouts in Vermillion port, well here are the apprehended lawbreakers who were involved in the bar fight last night.." He tilts his head, pointing in the direction of the indisposed bandits inside their cages.

"From the looks of it, they're a new generation of bandits, one being with the red cape as their leader.. I suspect we are dealing with the rising of a new bandit lord." The chief pointed out the ronin. "He put up quite a fight amongst the rest, I have to call in two of my best guys just to restraint him." He added.

"B-b-bandit lord? Oy, You can't just throw slanderous names like that, I barely know these guys, let alone being a bandit...so how about you free me from these cuffs and discuss this over some breakfast- ya?" Ryuji can't help but intercept in their discussion, rattling his shackles with a smile, making them notice his presence, trying to lighten the mood.

It's bad enough being thrown into a cage for the things he didn't commit but being falsely accused as some sort of a tyrant menace. That's just too much. And where is Mori in all of this? well, the blackbird was in no rush in rescuing his master. Quite the opposite really, the mischievous Murkrow finds it amusing and was enjoying every second of it, perched high above somewhere near the saffron gates.

"So what you wanna do these thugs? I request we seek passage to have the all-mighty shogun in our audience to deal with this, if necessary" The Chief simply ignores Ryuji's remark and continues to do business, hoping to get some resolve.

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

"Finally awake, huh?"

A voice greeted Ryuji. It was the one driving the carriage. It was a big gruff-looking man with a well-polished chainmail with an embedded crest of their village's symbol in the middle of it.

"Uh, my head." Ryuji slowly opens his eyes, feeling a bit groggy, aching in pain every time he moves, hands tied up, still processing what happened last night.

The last thing he remembered was a night of booze and gambling then everything got fuzzy. The next thing he knew he was sitting beside some group of beaten-up bandits inside a cage, all tied up with a Tarous pulling it, and a bunch of samurai escorts on each side, slowly traveling in a path road god knows where it's heading.

Bewildered, the ronin looks around in search of answers.

He looks up to the clouds only to see his Pokemon companion Mori circling above the bright blue sky, surveilling the wagon as it travels.

"Caw caw caw caw" The black bird screeched loudly in the air as if it was laughing. Ryuji can tell that his mischievous partner in crime is mocking him for his misfortunes way above the sky.

Rightttt.... I remember now. I was in an inn last night, about to get compensated for a job well done by my employer. We had booze and were about to call it a night until a group of bandits shows up trying to rob the place. To make matters worst, their rival was there.

...and so was the bandit's rival's rival. There were 3 groups of low-live scums inside, sharing the same room! Talk about unlucky, what are the odds of that ever happening?

Things got intense and quickly turn into an all-out brawl. Bodies flying everywhere, pokemons and human alike. it was utter chaos! The night ended with the shogun's military force showing up to break up the mess, arresting most of the ones involved. To make matters worst, my employer fled with my money and didn't get paid in full. Ryuji sighed as he recalls the event last night and the shitshow he had gotten himself into.

"So..uhmm.. have any of you seen my spea.. i mean fishing rod?" The ronin spoke, awkwardly breaking the silence around him.

"Can it worm! you're not allowed to talk!" The one driving the carriage yells. From the way he carries himself and the way he dresses, He must be the head chief of this division of samurais.

"I think you got it all wrong, I'm the victim here, they're the ones who tried to rob me, so if you could just lemme go, I'll understand this must be a huuuge misunderstanding.." Ryuji said, trying to weasel his way out.

"Not the way we see it when we arrived, you were enjoying beating one of the bandits to a pulp, I must admit you got some fancy move for a common troublemaking bandit." The chief spoke.

"I'm telling you I'm not a bandit." Ryuji said.

"Yeah, yeah.. tell em to the shogun in Saffron village, He's the one that will decide your fate, You'll be lucky if he decides to clean out the dojo there as your punishment." The chief scoffs as the carriage approaches the village.

Ryuji deeply sighed and didn't talk to avoid digging his grave any further. The wandering ronin always wanted to visit Saffron village and meet the Shogun, but not in the way he'd least expected it.