Silverstein

Legion of Heroes

Location: The Devil's cafe

The greatest trick the devil has ever pulled was convincing the world he doesn't exist..

However.. this is not the case.

Flauros could have sworn that his scrying has been felt by one particular individual, the guy who can change himself into a ferocious raptor.

How could he sense it? Seeing the unknown and supernatural is considered a lost art. It died down a long time ago since the era of innovation and technology arrived. It must be just pure animalistic instincts given his ability to transform. Flauros thought to himself.

"Interesting, and such affinity to violence..." Flauros grinned from ear to ear, licking his lips watching the fight at the museum unfold. So much blood. So much pent-up aggression.

It's time for Grailham's resident demon to join in the fun.

Time to release the hounds.

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Flauros' Hellhounds vs Sinister Six's Mr. Orange
Location: Museum Backdoor

Like in any cliche horror flick, the one that got separated from the group usually gets the boot in the worst way possible. And by someone. I mean the individual known as Mr. Orange, A brutish fellow clad in orange that can divide his 5 senses (sight,smell,touch, taste, and hearing) and bestow it to each of his clones, amplifying each to tenfold. But distributing his brain cells in the process as well. A weird ability but an ability nevertheless.

He is sinister six's designated lookout - and quite frankly he's not doing a good job.

"The jig is up boys, there are heroes in the area.. one of them is Dynamo, so if he's here, that would mean there's the media!"

"You had ONE JOB, sight!..you're supposed to be on the lookout"

"shut up,clone! i'm not taking orders from you"

"No, you shut up!"

"Knock it off you morons, who cares who's the original.. if one of us is in handcuffs, then all of us will be in handcuffs!"

As the manifestation of Mr. Orange clone's continues to pointlessly argue and bicker, the air becomes eerily humid. The stretch of sulfur becomes stronger with each passing second. An angry snarl was heard not far from where they stood. Darkness consumes their area.

"Shh.. everyone quiet, did anyone hear that?"

"Yeah, and what's that overcooked smell?"

From the shadows, two hellish creatures emerge from the darkness and begin to circle their prey. Their fur is black as the night and its physiology is similar to a mutated dog. Their fangs are sharp and ready sink in to any mortal flesh. Their eyes glow in red, almost petrifying those who stares back and has their sight set towards the group of sinners who wears bright orange spandex in the middle of the night.

"What are those?"

"Who cares! i'm not staying here to find out, everyone get in the van!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

They began to escape but to no avail. The hellhounds are too quick to pounce and too hungry.

All that follows was faint screams echoed through the museum. The sound of struggle and trampling footsteps completely vanished without a trace.

Music to Flauros' ear. The only thing He enjoys other than malice and a 5-star rating in his cafe, is fear instilled upon others.

What happened to Mr. orange is to anyone's guesses. One thing is for sure, they won't be participating in this hero vs villain brawl anymore.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Prelude to the Demon King

Hajime Muto

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"Ey. Sound like a plan, pairing up! i like it.. divide and conquer I'd say.." Hajime snaps his fingers with a matching smirk on his face after hearing Agiro's tidbits of information on what kind of sorcerers the group has to face and Fuyuhito's proposal of splitting up the team to benefit their cause.

This team is a bit dysfunctional and unhinged, yes. but maybe they can use that as an advantage, As far as Hajime is concerned, they have an ace up their sleeves: the element of surprise from this unpredictable group.

"Curse users normally rely on their curses which is obvious.. I know a thing or two about disabling the flow of negative energy.. so you should pair me up with someone who can bring some big-time offense, i could support them and work my magic, ya feeling me?" Hajime said.

"Don't sweat it kid, we'll rescue your brother one way or another, even if it means mowing down every single tree in this estate" He continued, giving a thumbs up gesture to Agito, giving the poor boy some reassurance.

Legion of Heroes

Location: The Devil's cafe
Time: 11:11 pm

"Malice.."

"As long as there is malice in this realm, my appetite will never be saturated..."

"Blood and darkness.."

"I am the evil that eats evil."

"I am the slumbering Fel that walks the nine realms along with the old gods and the new - I am.. "

"Ah...S--Sir Flauros, you're scaring tonight's shift. Is something wrong?" one of the crew spoke, a lowly imp stood his ground, trembling in fear as their manager begins to act ominous and started monologuing from out of the blue.

The other imps and demons in the back kitchen cease their actions as well, all with concerned looks on their face and can't help but acknowledge their demon general's frightening aura.

Flauros broke out of his wicked trans and looks around; realizing that his hunger for sin got the best of him.

"Oh my.. my apologies. It's just that my eye is acting up and has detected a suitable amount of malice somewhere not far from here. It's almost intoxicating..which reminds me, it's time to feed the ole' dogs." He explained with a smile on his face, returning to his friendly demeanor.

"Now, now.. Carry on everyone. and make sure to give our customers the satisfaction that they need and keep up the good work" Flauros clapped his hands in dismissal to his crew.

"Yes sir!" the crew shouted in unison, all returning to their kitchen duties and workstation.

After which, Flauros went on his way to the shadowy back alley of the cafe.

"You boys hungry?" He said with a wicked smile on his lips.

From out of the corner of darkness, two demonic hellhounds manifested straight from the abyss itself. These otherworldly dogs are invisible to the naked human eye and can be only seen by those who can see the supernatural.

On the rooftops of Grailham, a blond haired teenager let out a wolfish grin and began bounding from rooftop to rooftop as he chased his quarry. The hunt was on.

@Spin The Wheel

"Assess the situation first. I've detected multiple targets, one of them is on the roof. Although, i don't think he's with them, he doesn't have those absurd bright color schemes the others does" - Flauros scratched his chin and ponders for a bit.

"Now fetch.." with a simple command from Flauros. The ravenous hunting dogs snarled their hellish fangs and started running in the direction of the museum. Hungry for some bad guys to tear up and drag straight into the abyss.

One way or another, the sinister six will be missing a member after this is done.

Pokémon: Feudal Legends

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The commotion has died down. The citizens went out on their merry lives as the vagabond, Ryuji wanders off the streets of Safari village as a free man. He spends his time mostly observing and tasting their delicacies, strolling around in the famous capital of the region all day long.

"Huh, this city is not much different from Goldenrod. Living in exile has its benefits I supposed, You get to travel the world more often " He smiled at Mori, steadily perched on his shoulders. The crow didn't answer and is simply sleeping like a log on Ryuji's side. He scoffs and lets his partner get its well-deserved rest.

While he was walking, something caught his attention. A strange heavy-looking ball rolls over his way and bumps into his leg.

"What a strange-looking ball" Curious, Ryuji picks up the ball and held it up high, and begins to examine it. The ball uncurled itself, stretching out its arms and legs, taking the form of a pokemon known as a Sandshrew. In its hands holds an invitation with the seal of the Saffron shogun himself.

"Would you mind giving back my pokemon?" from out of nowhere, A voice spoke behind him.

"Whhaat.. the hell man, you scared the ghastly out of me!" Ryuji exclaimed and quickly turns around, comedically taking a pose like he was about to throw some fist.

"I'm but a humble messenger of the Mudslap ninjas. That message is for you" The mysterious man spoke in a monotone voice as the Sandshrew rolled to its master's side.

Ryuji begins to examine the authenticity of the letter and right before he can ask any further questions; The shinobi quickly vanished, leaving a sinkhole from where he used to stand.

"Huh.. I guess we're being summoned, I can't tell if that's a good thing or a bad thing."

Legion of Heroes

A poor-mans Lucifer

"Welcome to the Devil's Cafe, How may I take your order?"

The Devil's Cafe

Name: Flauros Nighfallen

Gender: It

Race: Demon

Age: 29, (500 years in human world)

Personality: Despite his demonic origins, Flauros is a well-mannered and diligent earnest man when it comes to his earthly duties as a store manager. He is proactive, dignified, and speaks very professionally when it comes to interacting with heroes, civilians, and villains alike.

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Power(s):

Enhanced Speed, Endurance, and Strength. Minor levitation.

Lesser Ring of Solomon - Flauros's source of power and only connection to his domain: the limbo that exists between the physical mortal plane, the dreamlands, and the underworld. It can conjure a variety of lesser demons via portals. These hellspawn lackeys serve him and are often used as cooks and service crew in his fast-food joint named The Devil's Cafe™.

Occultism - Flauros is well versed and a master practitioner of the dark arts (mainly demon magic), a system that is outside the spectrum of religion and science. Where the understanding of the mystics, supernatural, hexes, curses falls under this category. Altho, Flauros finds this system quite outdated in this realm; with all of the diagrams and whatnot and believes human technology has surpassed it.

Sinner's Eye- Flauros' all-seeing eye can detect an individual based on their level of malice within a 50-mile radius. The higher the malice the person generates, the easier Flauros can scry on their location. This fiendish magic is mostly used as security cameras within the vicinity of his fast-food joint, keeping out those pesky villains (and sometimes heroes) away from causing trouble to his establishment.

Hellfire - a magical flame blast that scorches and consumes its target, applying a lasting searing and burning effect unless treated by any holy property.

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Weakness: Flauros hates all things holy and is vulnerable to true magic. (Any sorcery that befalls before the Age of man is considered true magic)

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Skills/Talents:
An Excellent Chef.
A responsible taxpayer.
An accountable restaurant manager that cares for the welfare of his crew and customers.

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Background/bio:

Flauros is one of the youngest elite generals of the demon king in the underworld. An alternate realm located in the depths of dreamland(a fantasy mirrored world similar to earth) that is governed by the remaining old gods themselves. An abyss where fiendish oddities, eldritch horrors and creatures inhabit the land. A dog-eat-dog world where it's survival of the fittest. Ravaged by war, Demons are always fighting for the territorial claims in their little corner of this godforsaken realm.

He was then usurped from his throne and driven out by crusaders wielding chaos magic from another world.

Thanks to a botched spell that would forever seal the demon tyrant for eternity. Flauros was instead banished from his hellish domain and got isekai'd via a mystical rift into the surface known as the human realm.

Flauros gains knowledge of this new world and slowly builds up his strength and reputation, sustaining himself in harvesting the malice of the population in "the crucible" known as Grailham city.

He guises himself as the founder and owner of a fast-food joint named "The Devil's Cafe". One of the oldest establishments located in the heart of Grailham City. Where the level of malice of the villains and righteousness of the aspiring heroes is balanced for his taste. Flauros is a self-serving demon, an "anti-hero" that will switch sides if he deems it fit.

Theme:
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Legion of Heroes

A poor-mans Lucifer

"Welcome to the Devil's Cafe, How may I take your order?"

The Devil's Cafe

Name: Flauros Nighfallen

Gender: It

Race: Demon

Age: 29, (500 years in human world)

Personality: Despite his demonic origins, Flauros is a well-mannered and diligent earnest man when it comes to his earthly duties as a store manager. He is proactive, dignified, and speaks very professionally when it comes to interacting with heroes, civilians, and villains alike.

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Power(s):

Enhanced Speed, Endurance, and Strength. Minor levitation.

Lesser Ring of Solomon - Flauros's source of power and only connection to his domain: the limbo that exists between the physical mortal plane, the dreamlands, and the underworld. It can conjure a variety of lesser demons via portals. These hellspawn lackeys serve him and are often used as cooks and service crew in his fast-food joint named The Devil's Cafe™.

Occultism - Flauros is well versed and a master practitioner of the dark arts (mainly demon magic), a system that is outside the spectrum of religion and science. Where the understanding of the mystics, supernatural, hexes, curses falls under this category. Altho, Flauros finds this system quite outdated in this realm; with all of the diagrams and whatnot and believes human technology has surpassed it.

Sinner's Eye- Flauros' all-seeing eye can detect an individual based on their level of malice within a 50-mile radius. The higher the malice the person generates, the easier Flauros can scry on their location. This fiendish magic is mostly used as security cameras within the vicinity of his fast-food joint, keeping out those pesky villains (and sometimes heroes) away from causing trouble to his establishment.

Hellfire - a magical flame blast that scorches and consumes its target, applying a lasting searing and burning effect unless treated by any holy property.

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Weakness: Flauros hates all things holy and is vulnerable to true magic. (Any sorcery that befalls before the Age of man is considered true magic)

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Skills/Talents:
An Excellent Chef.
A responsible taxpayer.
An accountable restaurant manager that cares for the welfare of his crew and customers.

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Background/bio:

Flauros is one of the youngest elite generals of the demon king in the underworld. An alternate realm located in the depths of dreamland(a fantasy mirrored world similar to earth) that is governed by the remaining old gods themselves. An abyss where fiendish oddities, eldritch horrors and creatures inhabit the land. A dog-eat-dog world where it's survival of the fittest. Ravaged by war, Demons are always fighting for the territorial claims in their little corner of this godforsaken realm.

He was then usurped from his throne and driven out by crusaders wielding chaos magic from another world.

Thanks to a botched spell that would forever seal the demon tyrant for eternity. Flauros was instead banished from his hellish domain and got isekai'd via a mystical rift into the surface known as the human realm.

Flauros gains knowledge of this new world and slowly builds up his strength and reputation, sustaining himself in harvesting the malice of the population in "the crucible" known as Grailham city.

He guises himself as the founder and owner of a fast-food joint named "The Devil's Cafe". One of the oldest establishments located in the heart of Grailham City. Where the level of malice of the villains and righteousness of the aspiring heroes is balanced for his taste. Flauros is a self-serving demon, an "anti-hero" that will switch sides if he deems it fit.

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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