Stern Algorithm

Jianghu: Age After War

Sheng Qingling

"Meridians run through the body like strings on a harp. Hum the right note to a string, and it will vibrate in response."

Name:

Sheng Qingling

Titles: 

None, though rumors refer to him as the 'Venom Voice'

Age: 

14

Rank: 

Second Class-equivalent, offensive power wise, but not experience-wise

Allegiance: 

Recusant Clans (unaffiliated)

Appearance: 

Qingling appears to be in a perpetual state of poor health, though he tries to cover it up with nice clothes, makeup, and a weak smile. His small frame is dwarfed by the guqin (Chinese zither) that he insists on taking with him everywhere.

Personality: 

Inexperienced and naive, Qingling seeks stability and approval. Due to his upbringing, Qingling is a skilled actor and tends to lie and keep secrets compulsively. He'll try to get close to whoever he thinks can provide him protection since his life was suddenly pulled out from under him. As a hired musician by trade, all he has known is a sheltered life in some rich mansion, but as a con-artist, all he has known is the endless traveling from one mark to the next. Qingling tries to pretend that he is in control of his situation in order to mask the fear and insecurity of having had a near-death experience and being separated from his parents for the first time in his life.

History:

Sheng Yelang, Qingling's father, is a loud, burly, and boisterous man; proud, arrogant, and ill-tempered. A disagreement with a former master led to unsanctioned combat in which Yelang killed his master and fled the punishment of his sect. He never talks about his former sect, though rumor has it that he was a disciple of the Shaolin. His understanding of Buddhist cultivation practices attests to this, but to anyone who knows him, it is obvious that the tenets of celibacy, prohibition from alcohol, and veganism were not for Yelang. Yelang wandered the jianghu as a vagabond and mercenary, and though he remained unaffiliated, he cozied up with various recusant clans and criminal organizations, who were all too eager to hire him for his skill. His combat style is wild and unrestrained, releasing explosive qi through his strikes. This demeanor, coupled with his signature ability, infusing qi into his throat to release a devastating howl, earned him the nickname of 'The Wolf of the West'. His ambition has always been to make a name for himself and to live life to the fullest, even if it meant taking what wasn't his.

Yu Zheng'e, Qingling's mother, is a tall, hard, cruel, and gaunt woman. She comes from a recusant clan, known as the Immortal Tools, that specializes in meridian control, resulting in the hardening of the extremities. Zheng'e's meridian control is so good that she can feign lifelessness and hide her presence, making her the perfect ambush predator. Her attacks involve long arcing swings of her completely straightened arms and legs coming together in a snapping motion like scissor blades, coupled with her signature move of spinning her hardened body longitudinally while grasping an enemy's throat and pulling them into a death spiral where she breaks their neck and spine has earned her the nickname of 'Urban Alligator', especially since she often attacks her enemies unaware. Zheng'e has always been a studious member of her sect, and simply desires to perfect her craft, even if she has to test her brutal techniques on others.

The romance of the predators begins thusly, while under the employ of the Immortal Tools, Sheng Yelang and Yu Zheng'e took a strong liking to one another. He was the cocky bad boy, she was the quiet girl who'd twist your head off. Being a particularly unorthodox sect, the Immortal Tools did not have any qualms about 'not keeping things within the sect', and did not object to Yelang and Zheng'e's relationship. During the war, Yelang and Zheng'e formed a terrifying duo, his attention-grabbing style perfectly complemented her stealth. Despite being a recusant clan, the Immortal Tools were one of the least offensive to the Martial Alliance, so when it came time to form the Iron Concord, the leader of the Immortal Tools readily accepted as it aligned rather well with their isolationist and defensive doctrine. However, the envoy sent by the Martial Alliance was a member of Shaolin who recognized Yelang. To become a part of the Concord, the leader of the Immortal Tools was willing to tentatively end their dealings with Yelang, who would be exiled from their lands. Zheng'e knew full well that this was just a ruse to placate the envoy, and that their leader would go back on his word as soon as the backs of the Martial Alliance were turned, yet Zheng'e joined her now husband in his temporary exile as an opportunity to see the world and to raise their child with whom she was pregnant with in an open and free environment.

And so it was that Qingling was born to a pair of the jianghu's notable deviants. It was discovered at a young age that Qingling was blessed with an incredible sense of hearing. Zheng'e was prone to experimentation and, inspired by her husband's wolf howl technique, decided to train Qingling in the art of using sound as a weapon. Here Zheng'e merged different philosophies, starting with Buddhist mantric chanting as the foundation, though she quickly moved into the realm of music. She linked the five notes of the pentatonic scale with the five elements, linked the octave with the eight trigrams and the Buddhist principle of the Noble Eightfold Path, and linked the seven notes of the major scale with the seven chakras. In this way, she tied her son's understanding of sound with his meridians and humors, which followed similar principles as the five elements; and chakras could be construed as the Buddhist concept of meridians. This knowledge allowed Qingling's ability with sound-based martial arts to skyrocket in power, so to further the experiment, Zheng'e brought Qingling out into the streets as a performer and saw how her son's music could affect people in subtle ways.

Given that the family was traveling, they needed a means to support themselves, and though Yelang was fine with committing acts of robbery, Zheng'e wanted to try a more insidious approach. Qingling would play music in a village square, attracting a large crowd, who would shower them with coins. But inevitably, they would catch the ear of a greedy merchant who wanted Qingling's music all to himself. The family would be offered food, lodging and pay, if only they stayed at the merchant's mansion so that he could hear Qingling's songs as he wished. Yelang and Zheng'e would, of course, comply, and during these times, the family would live in the lap of luxury. However, another thought occurred to Zheng'e, who began to train Qingling in the art of hypnotism. By lacing his qi-infused music with subtle suggestions, they could collect greater riches from their patron, even going so far as to have him leave his inheritance for Qingling.

But to cash in on their inheritance, the merchant would have to die. Though the family could murder the merchant easily, it would be too obvious, so Zheng'e decided that a slower approach was necessary. Qingling hadn't yet learned how to kill someone with his music, so Zheng'e gave him some 'help'. She began to slowly poison Qingling with drugs, while manipulating his meridians to throw his qi off-balance. This 'poisoned' qi would flow from Qingling's music and into the merchant, killing him slowly. Eventually, the merchant died, but one does not simply cheat the rich out of their inheritance. The merchant's sons as well as their friends and neighbors felt that it was improper to leave one's inheritance to strangers based on Confucian principles, and did not honor the merchant's will. The magistrate agreed, though he was likely bribed by the sons. Qingling's family were chased out of the household with nothing.

However, by now, Zheng'e had become slightly obsessed with her plan, and she felt that though things didn't work out this time, she could always try again, after they had relocated to a different city that hadn't heard of what they'd done. So the same tactic was attempted a few more times, but each time the rich man's family would sue for the inheritance and win. During their final attempt, rumor had gotten out about a 'venom voiced' child, and concerned parties quickly called up the local exorcists to investigate. The exorcist that arrived was a hero of Wudang and a powerful Taoist. he immediately realized what was happening and recognized Yelang and Zheng'e by their descriptions from the past, and attacked. At this point, Qingling had learned to weaponize his sound, and fired destructive shockwaves of sound from his instrument towards the Taoist. To defend himself, the Taoist leapt behind Qingling and struck a pressure point. Though he had only intended to stun Qingling, who was but a child, Qingling's twisted meridians unraveled from the strike, sending his qi spiraling out of control. It seemed like a fatal blow as blood gushed from Qingling's mouth while he collapsed in a heap, his heart having stopped. Realizing what had transpired, Zheng'e screamed, knowing that her 'training' and scheming had been partially responsible for her son's death. Though shocked by what he had done, the Taoist would not relent until he had brought Yelang and Zheng'e to justice, so Qingling's parents fled from the Taoist's pursuit, filled with rage and vowing to one day avenge their son.

As the Taoist went after the two deviant parents, the merchant's family's hired thugs had to deal with Qingling's body. Without the reverence to give the boy a proper burial, they simply took him out to a nearby forest and dumped his corpse near a creek. Yet Qingling was alive, and still conscious, though his internals were thoroughly messed up. In what seemed like his final moments, Qingling used the hearing that he had been blessed with to listen to the tranquil sounds of nature to find solace from the pain that wracked his body. For a moment, his soul harmonized with his environment. What Qingling didn't know was that for his type of martial arts, resonating with different sounds allowed him to draw energy from his surroundings. Unwittingly, Qingling was repairing some of the damage that had been done to his qi for years. He eventually drew enough energy from the sounds of nature that his heart leapt back into action. Qingling gasped for breath, reborn in a sense, and completely bewildered. For the first time in his life, he was alone in a vast world. Looking to his left, Qingling saw that the thugs had dumped his 'accursed' guqin next to him. Climbing to his feet, Qingling pulled the guqin up by the strap, shouldering it. He took one step, then another. He was still in pain, his meridians still in a precarious state. but he had only one thing in mind, and that was to survive and reunite with his parents, by any means necessary.

 
Body Enhancements:

Enhanced Hearing - Qingling was born with enhanced hearing, able to pick out a pin drop on a different floor of a busy inn, hearing sounds outside of normal human range, and even navigating in total darkness via echolocation. This coupled with a basic ability to sense qi makes it incredibly hard to hide from Qingling as one would need to not only suppress their qi, but also mute any bodily functions that make sound, such as a heartbeat.
Vocal Mimic - Qingling has trained his vocal cords to be able to mimic not only other people's voices, but also various sounds.

Equipment:

Guqin - The guqin is Qingling's instrument of choice, a gift from his parents.

Guqin

Cultivation Base:

Zheng'e drew inspiration from Eastern and Western philosophy to develop Qingling's technique without fully understanding how they worked. The foundation is mantra, the resonant hum that allows one to harmonize with the universe. Sound is a relatively low form of energy, one could even consider it waste energy, and drawing power from it is almost impossible. Through resonating with the sound, instead of taking energy from it, the practitioner becomes one with it, and the energy from this harmonization is greater than merely the sum of its parts. Understanding the different aspects of the various sounds in nature, one can create a 'symphony' with one's qi. Following the principles of Taoism and internal alchemy, one can draw upon these aspects to balance, heal, and augment one's meridians. This requires mediation and contemplation in natural environments where there is a plethora of sounds that one can focus on at different intervals; animal sounds, plant sounds, water sounds, etc. While meditation is possible in urban environments, city life renders humans imbalanced, and the sounds they make and the qi they produce are of poor quality. A practitioner can also make their own sounds during meditation; Buddhist monks strike the wooden fish and chant Om as part of their practice, but the practitioner must know what they are lacking in order to choose the right sound. The beauty of this form of cultivation is that it can be done in a group, as more voices in harmony add to the process.

However, Qingling was trained by two parents who believed that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Following the Immortal Tools' philosophy, Zheng'e used risky shortcuts to power when raising her son, manipulating his meridians and feeding him pills to turn his qi into a poisonous weapon. Though reckless, this was not done out of cruelty or maliciousness, but out of a sincere desire to make Qingling stronger. This coupled with her own ignorance of the depths of sound-based martial arts and the foundations she borrowed from, means that Qingling does not know how to cultivate himself and will remain in poor health until he figures it out.

Techniques:

Sharps and Flats - Qingling strums the guqin forcefully, infusing his qi into a sonic blast in the direction of his arm. Different notes can produce blunt, forceful blasts, or slicing waves. The attacks can be spread out in a wide cone or concentrated into a single corridor.

Meridian Resonance - Qingling can play music to attack an opponent's meridian's directly. Though his qi enters primarily through the meridians of the ears, he can combine this technique with his sonic blasts to strike at pressure points on other parts of the body. This can be used to interfere with an opponent's internal energy, but it can also be used to supplement or boost an ally. However, Qingling's understanding of meridians is at the novice level, so he mostly just injects his own messed up qi into the opponent. While this technique can be used for hypnotism, hypnosis is subtle and weak, and any practitioner of the martial arts will not only be able to detect it, but will be able to 'block' the weak, hypnotic qi. Even against non-practitioners, hypnotic suggestion requires chronic application over weeks and months to truly take effect.

Sounding - Every object has a frequency at which it will shatter. By listening intently to the sound an object makes on impact under three different circumstances, Qingling is able to triangulate this frequency.

Shatter - Once Qingling knows an object's resonant frequency, he is able to replicate it using his guqin. If the object is within hearing range, it will shatter if Qingling holds the note for a long enough period of time. The period of time that the note needs to be held depends on the quality of the object.

The Immortal Tools

The founding philosophy of the Immortal Tools is that the body is the tool of the immortal soul. And to shape a tool, it must be hammered into shape, honed, and maintained regularly. The Immortal Tools practice mental dissociation, allowing themselves to subject their bodies to cruel training that can strengthen them much faster than a healthier, less extreme regime would. But through this, they become masters over their bodies, and are often undeterred by pain. The Immortal Tools are an intellectual sect, often pursuing and discovering new ways to train themselves, and do not have a fixed style. The founder of the Immortal Tools believed that as long as the sect members focused on their techniques, they did not need to engage in the politics of the jianghu until they were powerful and ready, so for much of the sect's history, they have been isolationist and defensive, only occasionally drawing the ire of sects of the Martial Alliance. But their willingness to try out their techniques on living people, blatant disregard for tradition, extreme practices, and lack of a moral philosophy puts them squarely among the Recusant Clans.

Character philosophy

Qingling is intended to fill the 'role' of a support mage. offensively he is quite powerful, able to strike from range, perform large area attacks, and cast meridian debuffs. However, he is quite immobile, needing to sit to use his instrument, and has little to no defensive capabilities; a 'glass cannon'. He can also buff his allies and counteract meridian/internal damage that they might receive.

I recognize that mind control in any form is usually a banned power, however, I hope that I have placed enough restrictions on it so as to render it harmless to other players and most NPCs, since martial artists can detect and block it easily, and it takes a long period of time to bear fruit. It is more of a 'flavor' ability than anything else.

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A strange wave of cultural nostalgia, one might even say, "national pride", passed over Gendou as he entered the Ishin school grounds, a testament to Ishin's identity. Gendou looked about nervously, but his anxiety right now was more akin to giddiness. He had made it, and he knew that his mother's spirit was watching over him. Gendou had done his best to try to fit in, hoping to discard his status as social outcast and prime target for bullying, so he had worn the uniform that had been sent to him along with his acceptance letter and the guidance pamphlet.

There seemed to be a crowd at the entrance, probably first years like himself taking a picture at the gate to commemorate their acceptance, but Gendou was by himself, and felt a selfie was a bit...disrespectful given the gravitas of the school. Besides, Gendou didn't want to screw up in the slightest, and had resolved to never be late for anything, especially not on on his first day. So the first order of business would be to get to the entrance speech well before it started. To avoid physical contact, Gendou kept his distance from the crowd and shuffled his way past the gate when he heard a loud announcement.

Slightly startled, Gendou turned to look at what all the fuss was about, and saw Haruhi greeting the school. The thought to wave at her and return the greeting crossed his mind, only to be immediately crushed by a pessimistic sense of low self-worth. She obviously wasn't directing her greeting at him, and trying to talk to her would probably just throw off her vibe. She was clearly enjoying herself, and didn't need Gendou's awkwardness to spoil her mood. During this momentary introspection, Gendou caught himself staring and immediately averted his gaze, hoping that he hadn't creeped her out too much. With heavy thoughts of sudden doubt weighing on him, Gendou hung his head and quickened his pace towards the assembly hall. He would feel more at ease sitting as it would allow himself to feel smaller and less exposed.

Infactorium: A New 4Xpansion (Overlord RP) [DISCONTINUED]

Gammaton had already reached out an insectoid claw towards the skin of her choosing, but recoiled at Faetalis' declaration. These were not their trophies, but the trophies of their betters. Gammaton remembered more vividly now, that while she had faced the original possessor if this skin on the field of combat, it had been the Supreme beings who struggled against this particular opponent. Gammaton had instead commanded her armies and dealt with the enemy's lesser minions.

At first, Gammaton thought that Faetalis was suggesting for Gammaton go out into the world to seek a worthy opponent either in combat or in tactics, to subdue them, and flay them for their skin, bringing it back as a prize for Faetalis to fashion into a disguise. Yet this also was not Faetalis' intent. Faetalis asked them to look inside themselves to discover the 'human within'. This was an ironic, almost blasphemous joke for Gammaton. In her egg state, she was an insectoid neural parasite residing within a humanoid shell. If anything, she was was often in the form of a human, but was truly an insect deep inside all along, not the other way around. She thought back to the minor argument she had just had with Cormac. Gammaton had no issue pretending to be a human, but to actually be such an inferior creature felt beneath her. Not only did Gammaton believe that insects were far superior to other animal kingdoms, even among mammals, humans ranked pretty low in Gammaton's eyes.

And yet, in both Yggdrasil and in this New World, it was humans that reigned as the apex species. Why had Gammaton never considered this obvious flaw in nature's design? Gammaton was suddenly fueled by a desire to 'correct' this evolutionary fallacy, but thoughts of evolution invariably turned her mind towards GrillBears, her creator. He had been human too. Faetalis, though ascended, is human as well. GrillBears had created Gammaton to be a capable warrior and general, but her had also made her something of an alchemist, instead of blind obedience alone, he made her curious about the world, and fascinated by the potential of life. He spent his free time experimenting and showing her his handiwork. She didn't understand at the time, she merely saw the expediency of using his research to make her soldiers more powerful for the sake of Infactorium's military glory. She did not at the time partake in the joy of discovery. Yet now she finds herself lounging in Hivehill, once she had received orders from Faetalis and relayed those orders to her workers, Gammaton was bored. Bored with simple obedience.

Gammaton wanted something; and as a lepidopteran, the answer was simple, she wanted to evolve. And she thought that this desire was merely the instinctual need to continue her metamorphic cycle of rebirth, but perhaps it was telling that her disdain for humanity was probably due in part to jealousy. Why were humans the dominant species in both worlds? But then, did that mean that Gammaton wanted to become human? The thought disgusted her, but it made her wonder, what did a human want? Her mind returned to GrillBears. During one of his experiments he had mentioned another world off-handedly to Gammaton. He had mused on why he enjoyed being in Yggdrasil so much, to the detriment of the time he spent in the 'other world'. His answer was simple, in Yggdrasil, he could be anything he wanted to be, do anything he wanted to do. In Yggdrasil, he could experiment on animals and...'play God'.

As a general, discipline was everything to Gammaton; discipline and obedience. Sure, she was allowed to be imaginative when it came to elaborate strategies, but her goal had always aligned with what her superiors wanted of her. Gammaton had always suppressed her ambition, her selfish desire. But here, now, Gammaton realized that she wanted the same thing humans wanted, and this was the 'human' inside of her. Gammaton didn't want to be human, but a human didn't want to be human either. A human wanted to be God, and so too, did Gammaton.

Yet this did not answer the the very real problem at hand, Gammaton was to devise a look that she would feel most comfortable and request Faetalis to tailor the disguise. Gammaton wasn't sure if Faetalis could fashion a disguise that was the very concept of a God, but even if she could, it wouldn't be much of a disguise. No, for now, Gammaton had to quell her ambitions. Apotheosis would come much, much later. It was not yet time for ambition and grandeur. But there was a change, Gammaton found herself identifying more with the clerical and pharmaceutical aspects of her nature more than the military; the alchemist side of her personality, for is an alchemist not one who seeks God through science? One who yearns for the secrets of the universe, who would challenge nature and turn lead into gold? Was not Faetalis, the closest thing to a God in Gammaton's eyes, not herself an alchemist of sorts?

Gammaton imagined, in her minds eye, the image of a potion-seller, but one unsatisfied with her station, and therefore dressed regally and opulently, with a devious twinkle in her eye. The queen of her own ivory tower, and an intellectual who defied outdated philosophies, one who could sacrifice anything in the pursuit of evolution.

Gammaton crossed her many segmented arms in contemplation. "Lady Faetalis, your craft is far beyond our understanding. Will a verbal description suffice to be translated into a visual shape? Would that you were a neural parasite too, then I could let you consume a chunk of my brain to convey the image I have in mind."

Yes, this is an anthropomorphized Cookie Run character

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Akisuji Gendou

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_______________________________________________ // INFO D A T A Full Name - Akisuji Gendou (光線 眼瞳) Hometown - Meguro Ward, Tokyo City, Tokyo Prefecture, Japan Quirk Type - Emitter Gender - Male - // PERSONALITY P E R S O N A L I T Y Cowardly Gendou lacks the courage to stand up for himself due to a childhood of being bullied. This comes with low self-esteem and a desire for acceptance, which can lead to over-acquiescence and dishonesty in order to please those around him. Fear of rejection also leads to a generally shy demeanor. Burdened Gendou wants to overcome his weakness and make his father proud, but this feeling of responsibility is as likely to motivate him as it is to make him feel hopeless. In a sense, he feels cursed, and believes that everything bad that happens is because of him, and readily takes blame for things that are not his fault. Observant Borne from a constant gauging of his surroundings for approval, Gendou is always looking at the people around him, trying to determine who is a threat, and how he can ingratiate himself to them. Though there is always the question of sincerity and intention, this does somewhat reveal Gendou's gentle and caring nature, as he has a tendency to provide support to his peers when he notices that they need it. - // TRIVIA T R I V I A ~ Akisuji Gendou is written with the Kanji for light-line and eye-pupil. ~ His eventual hero name is a play on words. Omega is the last letter of the Greek alphabet, and is indicative of Gendou's 'last place', 'loser' status. "Me ga!" is an exclamation in Japanese that roughly translates to "My eyes!", often in response to experiencing eye-related pain. ~ Gendou's faceclaim is Lee Hoon from Korean manhwa "Suicide Boy". ~ Gendou has a habit of self-harm, primarily by focusing his lasers at his left wrist to burn himself. ~ I chose Meguro Ward as his hometown to stay in line with the eye puns, since Meguro translates as 'black eyes'. ~ Theme song - Dust -

Physical Description Gendou is a small boy, standing at 157cm (5'2") with a thin frame. Physically, he is quite weak and it shows. Bruises and scratches cover his body from being excessively bullied. The skin under his eyes is dark and baggy, the bagginess being a product of his quirk, which allows the eyes he spawns to exit their sockets. His black pupils are unnaturally large, some would say 'creepy', and paired with his short, messy black hair, Gendou gives off a gloomy aura. Gendou is often too emotionally drained to put much thought into his appearance, and only the school dress code prevents him from appearing too slovenly and unkempt. His left wrist is often bandaged, and though he generally tries to cover it with long sleeves, the summer uniform prevents this. Personal History Gendou's father, Mr. Akisuji, was a man with a curse. With the quirk, Death Glare, he could, upon activation of his quirk, instill dread in anyone he gazed upon. His large, intimidating frame also added to his ability to cause fear. However, Mr. Akisuji was a normal man with normal ambitions, and he strove his whole life never to use his quirk due to its tendency to forcefully coerce people. He would not allow himself to become a villain, but he had no desire to become a hero. But this didn't mean that he was a pushover, and if he needed to, he could stand up for himself, his size usually being enough of a deterrent. However, a few times in his life, the nature of his quirk was leaked, and those who had been intimidated by him would use this fact to accuse him of illegal quirk use. Since there was no way to prove one way or another whether or not they were intimidated by his size alone or by his quirk, such accusations usually ended up in favor of the accuser, and Mr. Akisuji had, as a result, lost many jobs and opportunities due to these false accusations, making life difficult for him and his new family. From then on, Mr. Akisuji did his best be as non-confrontational and as non-threatening as possible and to not to let anyone feel intimidated by him, being reduced to a sycophant and yes-man in the office. As Mr. Akisuji's son, Gendou was instilled with his father's ideals. Realizing that Gendou's ability to shoot lasers from his eyes was far more dangerous than just instilling fear, his father forbade him from using his quirk, yet he still wanted his son to stand up for himself. In a sense, Mr. Akisuji's frustrations at not being able to express himself in his workplace made him want all the more for his son to have a spine. But Gendou was gentle, like his mother, and his ability to make numerous eyes come floating out of his head was seen as gross and creepy by his classmates, ostracizing him. Things started to get out of hand when bullies discovered that smacking the back of Gendou's head would cause eyeballs to come popping out. The bullies would then throw the eyes against walls, hit them with baseball bats, or grind them into the pavement with their heels, causing Gendou tremendous pain. The bullies literally had Gendou by the (eye)balls and could order him around as they pleased, threatening his eyes should he disobey. Gendou would return home everyday, beaten and bruised. His father would tell him to fight back, but without using his quirk, which seemed like an impossible task since he was physically rather weak. Unfortunately, Mr. Akisuji was always busy with work and didn't have much time to spend with Gendou to really coach him on how to defend himself, and their relationship became estranged. On the other hand, Gendou's mother was a gentle soul with fragile health who had attended Isshin Academy's support class, and worked as a hero support item engineer. However, due to Isshin's high standards, even the support class had to learn about heroic ethical standards. Because Gendou's mother soothed him by telling him that his quirk wasn't creepy and that it was, in fact, an amazing quirk, Gendou would ask if he could use his quirk in retaliation of his bullies, to which his mother would sit him down with a heroic ethics textbook and explain why he shouldn't do that. As a result, Gendou's tormented mind was exposed at an early age to moral philosophy. Though she didn't really push for it, Gendou's mother recommended isshin, should her son ever decide t ogo into the hero business, and unbeknownst to Gendou, she had even called in a favor to the staff at Isshin to 'take care of her son' should he apply. This favor eventually became a final request, as Gendou's mother passed away due to her poor health. After Gendou's mother passed, Mr. Akisuji sat Gendou down and they had a heart to heart. Mr. Akisuji acknowledged that life wasn't fair, and that it often sucked. They were both cursed with their quirks. Mr. Akisuji surmised that perhaps Gendou should try to become a hero. It would allow him to finally use his quirk and hopefully allow him to climb his way out of this spiral of bullying that he found himself trapped in. Mr. Akisuji apologized for not confronting Gendou's bullies' parents or the school about it, but he knew that if he tried, he could get in trouble again for 'illegal quirk use'. If Gendou could be famous, if he could be popular, he would be able to change the negative perception surrounding his quirk. At the very least, Mr. Akisuji hoped that Gendou would be surrounded by peers with heroic personalities who would be too civilized to bully him, even though he knew his son did not have the stomach for competition, nor the strength to endure the hardships of a hero curriculum. Mr. Akisuji wanted Gendou to prove himself, for both of their sakes, and to honor his mother. Finally, Mr. Akisuji said something that would stick with Gendou, "A curse is just a gift that's been squandered," and for once in his life, Gendou felt the motivation to actually do something turn his life around. In the short time before the entrance exam, Gendou tried to toughen up, with minimal results, but he reviewed everything his mother had taught him about ethics. He trained his quirk in secret with his father, though he still had a long way to go. So with nothing but a prayer, and a mother's dying wish, Gendou applied to Isshin, floundered, but was ultimately accepted. Character Arc - Improve Self-Esteem - Quirk Discovery and Mastery - MAKE FRIENDS - Reveal and learn to manage bottled up resentment Quirk Description Eye-craft Carrier, is a hybrid Mutation and Emitter-type quirk (though it is classified as an emitter due to it acting primarily at range) that allows Gendou to launch an indeterminate number of floating eyeballs from his eye sockets. The eyes fly and emit laser beams via telepathic command, and Gendou can see and feel what the eyeballs see and feel. Each eyeball will dissolve into gelatin after an hour. The eyeballs feel significantly less pain than a normal eyeball, but still hurt nonetheless. They are, however, not sensitive to drying like a normal eyeball would be. In the beginning, a single beam has the heat intensity of sunlight focused by a magnifying glass on a summer day, as well as a slight pushing force. However, and this is an oversimplification, power is proportional to the square of intensity, so multiple beams being focused on the same spot increases the power exponentially. Three beams is 9 times hotter, and 9 times more pushing force than a single beam. His ultimate attack would most likely be focusing all his eyes on a single point, like a Death Star attack. The eyes are also capable of lifting more than their own weight, up to ten kilograms each for now, though the more weight they carry, the slower they are. The more eyeballs Gendou commands simultaneously, the more he suffers from various brain-related conditions such as nausea, vertigo, and migraines. For now, controlling more than six eyeballs at once (not including the two in his head) is the limit of what Gendou can tolerate.

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Akisuji Gendou

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_______________________________________________ // INFO D A T A Full Name - Akisuji Gendou (光線 眼瞳) Hometown - Meguro Ward, Tokyo City, Tokyo Prefecture, Japan Quirk Type - Emitter Gender - Male - // PERSONALITY P E R S O N A L I T Y Cowardly Gendou lacks the courage to stand up for himself due to a childhood of being bullied. This comes with low self-esteem and a desire for acceptance, which can lead to over-acquiescence and dishonesty in order to please those around him. Fear of rejection also leads to a generally shy demeanor. Burdened Gendou wants to overcome his weakness and make his father proud, but this feeling of responsibility is as likely to motivate him as it is to make him feel hopeless. In a sense, he feels cursed, and believes that everything bad that happens is because of him, and readily takes blame for things that are not his fault. Observant Borne from a constant gauging of his surroundings for approval, Gendou is always looking at the people around him, trying to determine who is a threat, and how he can ingratiate himself to them. Though there is always the question of sincerity and intention, this does somewhat reveal Gendou's gentle and caring nature, as he has a tendency to provide support to his peers when he notices that they need it. - // TRIVIA T R I V I A ~ Akisuji Gendou is written with the Kanji for light-line and eye-pupil. ~ His eventual hero name is a play on words. Omega is the last letter of the Greek alphabet, and is indicative of Gendou's 'last place', 'loser' status. "Me ga!" is an exclamation in Japanese that roughly translates to "My eyes!", often in response to experiencing eye-related pain. ~ Gendou's faceclaim is Lee Hoon from Korean manhwa "Suicide Boy". ~ Gendou has a habit of self-harm, primarily by focusing his lasers at his left wrist to burn himself. ~ I chose Meguro Ward as his hometown to stay in line with the eye puns, since Meguro translates as 'black eyes'. ~ Theme song - Dust -

Physical Description Gendou is a small boy, standing at 157cm (5'2") with a thin frame. Physically, he is quite weak and it shows. Bruises and scratches cover his body from being excessively bullied. The skin under his eyes is dark and baggy, the bagginess being a product of his quirk, which allows the eyes he spawns to exit their sockets. His black pupils are unnaturally large, some would say 'creepy', and paired with his short, messy black hair, Gendou gives off a gloomy aura. Gendou is often too emotionally drained to put much thought into his appearance, and only the school dress code prevents him from appearing too slovenly and unkempt. His left wrist is often bandaged, and though he generally tries to cover it with long sleeves, the summer uniform prevents this. Personal History Gendou's father, Mr. Akisuji, was a man with a curse. With the quirk, Death Glare, he could, upon activation of his quirk, instill dread in anyone he gazed upon. His large, intimidating frame also added to his ability to cause fear. However, Mr. Akisuji was a normal man with normal ambitions, and he strove his whole life never to use his quirk due to its tendency to forcefully coerce people. He would not allow himself to become a villain, but he had no desire to become a hero. But this didn't mean that he was a pushover, and if he needed to, he could stand up for himself, his size usually being enough of a deterrent. However, a few times in his life, the nature of his quirk was leaked, and those who had been intimidated by him would use this fact to accuse him of illegal quirk use. Since there was no way to prove one way or another whether or not they were intimidated by his size alone or by his quirk, such accusations usually ended up in favor of the accuser, and Mr. Akisuji had, as a result, lost many jobs and opportunities due to these false accusations, making life difficult for him and his new family. From then on, Mr. Akisuji did his best be as non-confrontational and as non-threatening as possible and to not to let anyone feel intimidated by him, being reduced to a sycophant and yes-man in the office. As Mr. Akisuji's son, Gendou was instilled with his father's ideals. Realizing that Gendou's ability to shoot lasers from his eyes was far more dangerous than just instilling fear, his father forbade him from using his quirk, yet he still wanted his son to stand up for himself. In a sense, Mr. Akisuji's frustrations at not being able to express himself in his workplace made him want all the more for his son to have a spine. But Gendou was gentle, like his mother, and his ability to make numerous eyes come floating out of his head was seen as gross and creepy by his classmates, ostracizing him. Things started to get out of hand when bullies discovered that smacking the back of Gendou's head would cause eyeballs to come popping out. The bullies would then throw the eyes against walls, hit them with baseball bats, or grind them into the pavement with their heels, causing Gendou tremendous pain. The bullies literally had Gendou by the (eye)balls and could order him around as they pleased, threatening his eyes should he disobey. Gendou would return home everyday, beaten and bruised. His father would tell him to fight back, but without using his quirk, which seemed like an impossible task since he was physically rather weak. Unfortunately, Mr. Akisuji was always busy with work and didn't have much time to spend with Gendou to really coach him on how to defend himself, and their relationship became estranged. On the other hand, Gendou's mother was a gentle soul with fragile health who had attended Isshin Academy's support class, and worked as a hero support item engineer. However, due to Isshin's high standards, even the support class had to learn about heroic ethical standards. Because Gendou's mother soothed him by telling him that his quirk wasn't creepy and that it was, in fact, an amazing quirk, Gendou would ask if he could use his quirk in retaliation of his bullies, to which his mother would sit him down with a heroic ethics textbook and explain why he shouldn't do that. As a result, Gendou's tormented mind was exposed at an early age to moral philosophy. Though she didn't really push for it, Gendou's mother recommended isshin, should her son ever decide t ogo into the hero business, and unbeknownst to Gendou, she had even called in a favor to the staff at Isshin to 'take care of her son' should he apply. This favor eventually became a final request, as Gendou's mother passed away due to her poor health. After Gendou's mother passed, Mr. Akisuji sat Gendou down and they had a heart to heart. Mr. Akisuji acknowledged that life wasn't fair, and that it often sucked. They were both cursed with their quirks. Mr. Akisuji surmised that perhaps Gendou should try to become a hero. It would allow him to finally use his quirk and hopefully allow him to climb his way out of this spiral of bullying that he found himself trapped in. Mr. Akisuji apologized for not confronting Gendou's bullies' parents or the school about it, but he knew that if he tried, he could get in trouble again for 'illegal quirk use'. If Gendou could be famous, if he could be popular, he would be able to change the negative perception surrounding his quirk. At the very least, Mr. Akisuji hoped that Gendou would be surrounded by peers with heroic personalities who would be too civilized to bully him, even though he knew his son did not have the stomach for competition, nor the strength to endure the hardships of a hero curriculum. Mr. Akisuji wanted Gendou to prove himself, for both of their sakes, and to honor his mother. Finally, Mr. Akisuji said something that would stick with Gendou, "A curse is just a gift that's been squandered," and for once in his life, Gendou felt the motivation to actually do something turn his life around. In the short time before the entrance exam, Gendou tried to toughen up, with minimal results, but he reviewed everything his mother had taught him about ethics. He trained his quirk in secret with his father, though he still had a long way to go. So with nothing but a prayer, and a mother's dying wish, Gendou applied to Isshin, floundered, but was ultimately accepted. Character Arc - Improve Self-Esteem - Quirk Discovery and Mastery - MAKE FRIENDS - Reveal and learn to manage bottled up resentment Quirk Description Eye-craft Carrier, is a hybrid Mutation and Emitter-type quirk (though it is classified as an emitter due to it acting primarily at range) that allows Gendou to launch an indeterminate number of floating eyeballs from his eye sockets. The eyes fly and emit laser beams via telepathic command, and Gendou can see and feel what the eyeballs see and feel. Each eyeball will dissolve into gelatin after an hour. The eyeballs feel significantly less pain than a normal eyeball, but still hurt nonetheless. They are, however, not sensitive to drying like a normal eyeball would be. In the beginning, a single beam has the heat intensity of sunlight focused by a magnifying glass on a summer day, as well as a slight pushing force. However, and this is an oversimplification, power is proportional to the square of intensity, so multiple beams being focused on the same spot increases the power exponentially. Three beams is 9 times hotter, and 9 times more pushing force than a single beam. His ultimate attack would most likely be focusing all his eyes on a single point, like a Death Star attack. The eyes are also capable of lifting more than their own weight, up to ten kilograms each for now, though the more weight they carry, the slower they are. The more eyeballs Gendou commands simultaneously, the more he suffers from various brain-related conditions such as nausea, vertigo, and migraines. For now, controlling more than six eyeballs at once (not including the two in his head) is the limit of what Gendou can tolerate.

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Hey all, sorry. It's so easy to just let months slip out of my fingers these days. I would still like to continue this, though I understand if waiting such a long time for posts puts a damper on things.

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Gammaton was glad that Levia did not seem to have been slighted by having her original suggestion overruled by the majority. This was a good sign, and it looked like the council would be able to cooperate without issue going forward. The thought stuck in Gammaton's mind for a moment, since disagreement didn't seem to have even been a possibility in the past. What was it about this world that made potential friction even an issue? Gammaton had been pensive and ponderous as of late, having noticed that something within herself had fundamentally changed. Still, there were more important matters at hand, and Faetalis led them to the Dollhouse.

Gammaton remembered with the passion of open combat the faces of these simulacra of past opponents, and had no idea that Faetalis had been collecting them. Levia seemed apprehensive of fitting her frame into a humanoid body, whereas Mae had her own disguise, and Cormac hardly needed one. Gammaton too, as a brain parasite, could embed herself into a host as a disguise instead, though that would require her to make a full metamorphic cycle before she was in that phase again. But it seemed disrespectful if none of them accepted this gift from Faetalis, so Gammaton crawled over to the form of a female knight. "This one...I remember her. I may not be able to fit in my current form, but once I am fully evolved, I should be able to. I may have to clip my wings to do so, but a strong healing spell should put me right as rain afterwards."

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@Enkryption

Sorry, work ramped up for the past month. I'll try to get a post out in a day or so.

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So are these physical, skinsuit disguises, or more like glamour/illusion? Gammaton's current form is a little grubby, and probably couldn't wear a skinsuit. Gammaton is also an illusionist, so probably wouldn't need one, unless we are worried about enemies with truesight and/or dispel magic. For a more optimal disguise, Gammaton could accelerate her metamorphosis until she is reborn as an egg, and gets implanted into the neck of a live host. She'll merge with their nervous system and acquire their memories, allowing her to become the perfect spy.

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