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A young boy with dark hair and light blue eyes and some rather casual clothes tailed some people who were well known as greatest minds the world had ever seen by certain people who obviously hadn't met enough "great minds" into a building. He walked in with his ID hanging from his neck. As he walked in through the doors, he recalled the tapes he'd watched of Kira's killings' reportings. Once he'd reached the guard, he had already reminded himself of every single video he'd watched. Without looking the guard in the eyes, he flicked the ID on his chest to emphasize that he had permission to pass.

He saw that most of the people had felt the need to ask where the meeting was while the previous person who had asked was walking right into the one room filled with detectives. Apparently this was a deduction proved to be too difficult for most of the people in there, most of whom were almost twice his age. He walked in through the doors of 4-D and saw a rather large group of people. He had an everlasting faint, seemingly genuine smile. No point in making enemies. He looked around, seeing people of all ages. Ugh... I have to work with morons like these, he thought to himself, annoyed by the very thought of having to cooperate with people who'd all claim they're the smartest person in the room, which was quite ironic and he was well aware of that.

The boy took a seat and leaned back, sighing and setting a chess board behind his closed eyes. He talked to himself and talked back as the pieces moved in his head with him lifting his hand and moving the imaginary pieces as if they were in front of him.

Alias: Y
Age: 16
Role: Detective
Personality: Y is a strange young boy, whose personality seems to differ quite a bit, but the answer is simple. He's manipulative. He acts the way he needs to in order to achieve a certain goal he has in mind at that moment. If he has no goal whatsoever, he acts friendly and kind, trying to give off a "nice kid" impression. He's uncannily intelligent though tends to humour the rather "stupid" people around him so that they don't think he's much of a threat in any way. When he's being genuine, he's nice enough to be around but he's annoyingly cocky and prideful about his intellectual prowess. He studies Holmesian thinking but also focuses on the way a person speaks or acts to deduce what he's looking for.
Why he/she took the Kira case: Y has always been interested in challenging mysteries, justifying this interest with the singular term "Flow".
Other: He's quite interested in psychology and the human brain. Other than that, he loves playing games like chess and reading mystery books.
My CS is almost ready. Sorry about the tardiness.
Can I get a Y reserved?
Zachary stood up from where he lazily sat. He watched as the new recruits chattered. Why did everyone have to be so inconsiderate? He had a meal to get to and they were there, still trying to get ready. The ex-Military Police officer cursed the man who'd put him in charge of the Training Corps. He took a deep breath and let out a terrifying and somewhat annoying roar.

"Those of you who aren't ready and standing in the field for examination in the next three minutes are going back home right now! Got it, maggots!?" His voice echoed through the camp, bringing a silence afterwards. The man sat back down and heaved a sigh of relief, seeing how everyone had shut up. Some of the men around him stared at him as he leaned back in his chair, equally annoyed by the fact that this man had been appointed as their superior. Some of the 3DMG instructors were transferred from the Scouting Legion, who were most disgusted by Zachary Smith.
Joseph raised an eyebrow, stretching the scar. "That's not really a realistic dream," he said. "If it were that easy, humanity wouldn't be cowering behind these walls right now. Being reckless just to try to kill a few titans, who are probably more numerous than we are as well, will only get you killed. But I guess--"

"Those of you who aren't ready and standing in the field for examination in the next three minutes are going back home right now! Got it, maggots!?"

The boy looked over to the source of the voice and saw that most of the people there were doing the same. He turned back to Jay. "Maybe we should get going before they kick us both out."
Geist said
Heck I had so much time I even make bread to go with the soup!


That's a gourmet meal for you right there :3
Geist said
Le sigh~! That's it! I'm gonna post today! I need interaction >:O

Looks like everyone posted. Viktor had better gotten the food ready for dinner >.<
Katsu debated whether or not he should follow the man who'd announced the retreat. If he did, he knew he would just be asking for it, though perhaps if he used that technique to catch up and use it to pierce the man's heart... No. It would be too risky. He turned to the others, looking at them to see what they would do. He didn't have much experience working with a team so he decided he would simply follow what the leader would do, who in this case was probably Kaede.

Perhaps they would meet up with the main forces or perhaps, though less likely, they would choose to follow this enemy who had retreated and given them a much better chance of survival.

"What's our next move?" he asked. He still had his sharingan active in case he would need it. He was scanning the nearby vicinity for the slightest movements that could suggest an enemy hiding.
Place: Konohagakure - Azumi
Time: 1 week ago, around noon
Characters: Katsu Uchiha and Hayate Hyuzu
Plot: Katsu and Hayate meet at Azumi
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Magi looked up as he listened to the figure up in the sky, his eyes shielded by the hood. Huh...? No way... He had trouble comprehending the situation they were in. Defeat all 100 floors to leave? But... He looked down with a grim expression. After some time standing there, still, almost as if frozen, he looked around to see the panicked players scattering. He heard some guy yelling as if they were in a battlefield fighting to earn their freedom from their oppressors but they weren't actual warriors. No... There was a simple solution. Keep fighting, leveling up and growing stronger. There was no other visible answer. Though leveling up would be better done alone in order to keep all of the exp and items, they would need to work together against the bosses.

These people thought they were being brave and poetic but they were just spouting nonsense. Brothers? Sisters? They were too eccentric to help out, Aiden figured.

Now, Aiden had already gained a couple of levels since he had first joined. He decided to go and see the dungeon and fight some of the stronger enemies there. He could probably do it alone but it was too dangerous since he wasn't allowed to die. He knew that some others might think like him and go there to level up quickly, so he figured that he'd meet new people there.
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