El Gato Naranja

My Hero Academia: Just Another Hero, Act 2

Ueno Haru

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What followed, of course, was one person after another telling Kyoya off for being a showboat as well as a warmonger (though some would call him “fightsexual”). Haru dragged him away from Jun’s desk, patting him his shoulders in the process. “So sorry,” he whispered to everyone he could whisper to along the way. It wouldn't take long for him physically place Kyoya back in his desk, something that Kyoka allowed only from him. Haru would then sit down, letting out a sigh of relief.

Seriously, though… antagonizing the Furious Five of all people? There's a reason they possess their titles.

On a lighter note, though, three new students had arrived at 1B. Haru liked meeting new people, so naturally, he responded to them as they introduced themselves.

"I'm sorry for not being here to help you all in the Shibuya Incident! I'm Hinata Todoroki, or Solaris, the #2 Hero in the United States. That is until they update it again now that I'm gone. I'm looking forward to learning with and getting to know you all! And it's great to see you again, Ace.”

“AH! Pray tell, Todoroki, you're also empowered by the sun, right?!” He had heard about Solaris; of course, since she was the #2 Hero in America. “Also… a #2 hero and her brother in this class. And here I thought we're just the hell class of Eirei, but… ehem, anyway. I’m Ueno Haru, the Luminous Hero, Sol Invictus. Yeah, pretty pretentious for me to use an actual deity as my hero name… but Victorious Sun does have a great ring to it, yes?”

"Hi, I'm Naito. I also go by Dark Paladin when I'm in costume. I'm Quirkless, but I don't hold that against anyone. I want to be a hero that can reach villain's hearts and minds which is why I'm double majoring with Quirk Psychology. And ummm... I just recently returned from Otheon if anyone needs a tour guide."

“My mom is quirkless too,” Haru piped up, “But anyway, nice to meet you. And we do need an Otheon tour guide… I only know about Salanaga, and that place is for couples. Not that I'd have anyone to bring there…”

Tokoyami Izanagi

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Oh, and, don't mind Izanagi too much. The only chains and cages he knows about are stashed in his room, where he thinks I won't find them~.

“Fine, fine, I do have chains and cages in my room,” Izanagi shrugged nonchalantly (nevermind the damning implications of having such articles in his dorm room), "...but they're for the pets. I have two parrots, one of whom has heard far too many swears and is thus not to be exposed to decent company, and the other speaks in a British accent.”

Izanagi then coughed. “As for me, apologies for not introducing my name earlier, but I am Tokoyami Izanagi. Just call me Izanagi or Izanagi-senpai, whatever it is that you prefer. I am the Shadow Griffin Hero, Blackbeak, though none of you would know unless you're the type to delve into obscure hero forums. My cousin and I are underground heroes. So, all the work without any of the fame and glory… but that's what I gotta do when I've got a very scary quirk. How scary it is, you'll know later.” Izanagi finished his statement with a sinister grin, foreshadowing (hah) dark times to come.

"We're their senpais, yes. But as far as my opinion? Many of them outclass the five of us simply by the fight we had in Shibuya." Matsuru's expecting his words to fall on deaf ears. Do these people even remember him? Who knows. If it is true that he will be fighting alongside his four classmates from 2A against his peers from 1B, does that give him an advantage or a disadvantage? Even with his quirk still active, Matsuru was having a hard time deciding one or the other...
This was surely going to turn out to be an interesting year.

"..."
"Wait, please don't tell me I'm a part of this Furious Five.”

“Hah! Matsu, we're never escaping that title, ever!” Izanagi slapped his own lap and laughed. “Just as UA has the Big Three and Shiketsu has the Quadratic Force, so does Eirei have the Furious Five. Which is, as you can see, the five of us.” The part where Izanagi had been ranked as the strongest of the second years when it comes to raw power went unsaid, though, again, the first years didn't know that… yet. Besides, rankings changed all the time.

“Pleasure to meet you, senpais. Let’s try to get along.”

Preferably not, though.

“Back at you… whoever you are,” Izanagi laughed. “Also, you're late.” That part was, again, finished off with a toothy grin, which may be a little unsettling given that he had shark-like teeth.

Mischa looked at them with wide eyes and then stepped out of the room to look at the classroom plaque outside before she poked her head back in. "I, uh, I do have the right classroom, right? Class 1-B?" She said in very fluent Japanese, but her accent was quite different.

“I was wondering where the other new student went!” Haru practically teleported in front of Mischa as she asked where she was. “This is Class 1B, yes! You're… the Dutch girl, right?”

"Yeah, question. What's joint training about anyways?”

After everyone has pretty much settled down, Izanagi would take it upon himself to answer Kagari’s question. “As your homeroom professor just said, it is exactly as it sounds,” Izanagi began. “We're here to help you get stronger… and for that, you lot are going to fight us, the Furious Five, the top five students of this college. I'm not one to brag, but… well, the numbers don't lie. The matchups are going to be revealed when the joint training begins, but before it does, you're free to formulate your contingencies against us. We'll be doing the same against you, though. So… be prepared.”

My Hero Academia: Just Another Hero, Act 2

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Ueno Haru

Last week was a disaster, Haru couldn't help but quietly groan as he thought about, well, everything that happened. First of all, there was a huge Nomu attack; while Haru had melted the brains of several of those flesh golems, civilian casualties were still unacceptably high; hell, even just one is unacceptable in his mind. To make matters even worse, it turns out that the yakuza had their slimy little hands in the villain scene! All Might had singlehandedly obliterated the organised crime scene years ago, with the yakuza laying low and foreign syndicates like the Triad too afraid to approach. As such, the fact that the yakuza had even been bold enough to directly engage heroes came as a surprise. It was also a shock that the mayor was a Yakuza. Or that… lady Yakuza seemed to be weirdly interested in Haru.

He couldn't help but shudder at the thought and memory. It was honestly terrifying. The witch (Haru couldn't remember her name, if she ever gave it) gave him the most perfect illusions of a better life.

Anyway, there's at least going to be a field trip to Otheon. As the homeroom teacher mentioned that, Haru pulled out a notebook and began scribbling out good vacation spots in Otheon. Crater Lake and the Overcity of Kessel were some good places. Salanaga was nice, too, but it's renowned more as a destination for couples. Who is he going to go with there? It's not like there's anyone… though some would tease him with Hinata.

"Everyone, I'm sure we can take our Senpais in a fight. Don't try to stop me Akira! I will fight them right now! No...that's boring." He went over to Jun's desk and bang his hand at her desk, sat on her desk with him directly having a close look at Jun.

"Oh I didn't know you went from blackhaired to whatever shade of brown dye that is? That's a good look, but you... me, here, now, FIGHT ME!

As soon as Kyoya decided to pick a fight, Haru could already feel several blood vessels in his head snap. “Kyoya-kun,” Haru followed him and took hold of his wrists, trying to drag him away from Jun’s desk. “Akira is right, this is not the time to taunt our classmates or, worse, the Furious Five! Come, I'll get you some sake- err, some nice canteen food. I have you answered for the month, remember?”

He then peered over at Jun. “Sometimes,” he began, not bothering to keep it down, “I think he's Mirko’s secret love child because of how much of a fight magnet he is!”

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Tokoyami Izanagi

Akira then turned to the students of Class 2A and everyone who saw Kyoya's attitude for the first time. "Don't worry much about him, he loves picking fights with everyone."

"The Professor didn't really give me any details about the Joint Training Exercise, so any details on how will this work is appreciated."

“This is what someone I know would call a 'mad banquet of darkness,' but I see that someone in this class has manners.” Tokoyami Izanagi, ths one heteromorph in the aptly named Furious Five, stood up. It wasn't as easy for him to make facial expressions, as he had a rather rigid beak, but he could still emote somewhat. He smiled back at Akira, though for most people, it would just look like he was bearing the sharp teeth within his beak. “While I would certainly love to tell you the manner by which the Joint Training Sesh will work, I am afraid you'll know when you get there.” There was a mischievous glint in his purple eyes for a second. “But don't fret! It's nothing too complicated. Just know that it involves chains and cages.”

That may or may not be true, but Izanagi was really one for mischief.

My Hero Academia: Just Another Hero, Act 2

Ueno Haru

M Y H E R O
M Y H E R O

The Luminous Hero: Sol Invictus

I d e n t i t y
Ueno Haru, 19

_{3 ★ P R O H E R O Japan, Unranked - Eirei College}

An All Might fanboy that could give the likes of Sir Nighteye and Deku a run for their money. You wouldn't know at first glance, though. He's usually walking around, looking all serious and stuff... until he sees someone he knows and becomes 'pookie.'

He's also dazzling. Literally.

Q u i r k
Photokinesis

Gen 5 - Accumulator/Emitter Hybrid - Awakened

Haru’s Quirk allows him to absorb and store nearby photons to fuel his abilities. It has rather versatile applications; he can create orbs to illuminate dark places, emit powerful laser beams from his hands and eyes, blind enemies with flashbangs, and provide heating either through passive emission of warm “sunlight” or physical touch.

For the less intensive applications (warmth and lighting), the passive absorption of light throughout the day is more than enough. However, when firing beams or emitting blinding flashbangs, Haru will start consuming photons at an absurd rate, to the point that a 1 meter radius around him can become completely lightless whenever he uses a powerful move (and thus impossible to see in and out of without thermal goggles or a search type Quirk). As such, he has to keep changing positions in a fight to fully utilize his Quirk.

He will generally keep releasing absorbed photons over the course of a day, as storing too much at the same time can cause dangerous side effects such as nausea and fatigue. It's easy to tell when he has too much, too, as he'd quite literally be glowing by then.

When he's wounded, it would be apparent that his blood is glowing, at least when exposed to air
_Supermoves
Starlight Assault: Fires a destructive beam of light into a single direction; this supermove is capable of melting through solid steel.

Sunclap and Flash: Summons forth an enormous flashbang, temporarily blinding anyone nearby who had failed to protect their eyes. Repeated exposure can result in permanent blindness.

Sunfire Interceptor: Creates small, focused beams of light that can rapidly destroy small, quickly moving objects such as drones, insects, and minor pieces of debris.

Solarite Broadside: Coalesces photons into several arrows of light that are sent towards enemy targets.

Orbital Strike Laser: While not literally from orbit, it works with much the same principle. Haru gathers photons in a sphere or spheres of light, which he then sends out in a chosen direction. The spheres then expend their photokinetic payload directly below them in the form of searing laser beams upon his command. Allows him to attack enemies behind cover and destroy fortifications.

_Ultramoves
United States of the Big Bang: Absorbs all photons within a 300 meter radius, which coalesce into a massive, destructive sphere of burning light. This can either be released as a single beam into a focused direction, annihilating almost anything in its path, or sent out into every direction, incinerating everything within a short distance.

(Basically Prominence Burn from Temu)

S k i l l s
Cooking • Aiming • Music

Support ItemInward Lights - Patented

Inward Lights: Hundreds of tiny light emitters embedded into the interior of his hero costume. Allows him to have photons to use in any situation, though they can't make him as strong as he is under a full summer sun.

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Tokoyami Izanagi

M Y H E R O
M Y H E R O

The Shadow Griffin Hero: Blackbeak

I d e n t i t y
Tokoyami Izanagi, 20

_{3 ★ P R O H E R O Japan, Unranked - Eirei College}

An avian heteromorph with the soul of a cat trapped inside him. Very casual to the point of assigning embarrassing nicknames to just about everyone he knows. May or may not be studying to be a hero mostly out of spite.

Q u i r k
Shadow Griffin

Gen 5 - Transformer/Mutant Hybrid- Awakened

Izanagi’s quirk allows him to turn part or all of his body into a semi-solid shadow that resembles a gryphon… if a gryphon had a crow's head instead of an eagle's, had a horn on its head, had sharp teeth inside the beak, and was made out of pure darkness, and had no wings. When he first started, he could only turn parts of himself into what would become the greater whole, but eventually, he was able to successfully fully transform for the first time since he was a kid without going into a berserk rage.

Unlike the quirk of his older cousin, Tokoyami Fumikage, Izanagi does not get empowered by darkness or debilitated by light. Rather, it becomes stronger and controllable when its user is motivated by what he believes to be a righteous cause, goes berserk if rage and other similar negative, powerful emotions are at the forefront, and is weakened by feelings of sorrow and regret. Izanagi uses his desire for a more peaceful and just society as an anchor, keeping his quirk at its strongest possible state.

When transformed for a long time, he would often forget that he is, in fact, a person, and starts acting more like a cat. He will demand attention and pets, going as far as purr when that desire is granted. Embarrassingly enough, he will remember it all when he finally decides to turn back.
_Supermoves
Terror in the Dark: Unleashes a smoke screen with the Dark Shroud before partially transforming into the Shadow Griffin, attacking enemies that had been blinded and confused by the smokescreen.

Umbral Joust: In a fully transformed state, charges forward with the intent of smashing against anything in his path.

Konshu’s Fury: By expressing repressed strong, empowering emotion, Izanagi enlarges his Shadow Griffin form to become what some may call a “raid boss.” This is extremely draining, though.

_{Ultra Moves}
Judge, Jury, and Executioner: While Konshu's Fury is active, he grabs an opponent and puts them in his beak before chomping down hard in an attempt to rip them in half. A theoretical killing ultramove reserved only for the worst of the worst villains, like All For One.


S k i l l s
Close Quarters Combatant • Prodigious Singer • Finding the best occultic items

Support Item
The Dark Shroud - Patented

The Dark Shroud: Smoke dispensers integrated into his costume, turning the battlefield into a dark, eerie place.

My Hero Academia: Just Another Hero, Act 2

Ueno Haru

M Y H E R O
M Y H E R O

The Luminous Hero: Sol Invictus

I d e n t i t y
Ueno Haru, 19

_{3 ★ P R O H E R O Japan, Unranked - Eirei College}

An All Might fanboy that could give the likes of Sir Nighteye and Deku a run for their money. You wouldn't know at first glance, though. He's usually walking around, looking all serious and stuff... until he sees someone he knows and becomes 'pookie.'

He's also dazzling. Literally.

Q u i r k
Photokinesis

Gen 5 - Accumulator/Emitter Hybrid - Awakened

Haru’s Quirk allows him to absorb and store nearby photons to fuel his abilities. It has rather versatile applications; he can create orbs to illuminate dark places, emit powerful laser beams from his hands and eyes, blind enemies with flashbangs, and provide heating either through passive emission of warm “sunlight” or physical touch.

For the less intensive applications (warmth and lighting), the passive absorption of light throughout the day is more than enough. However, when firing beams or emitting blinding flashbangs, Haru will start consuming photons at an absurd rate, to the point that a 1 meter radius around him can become completely lightless whenever he uses a powerful move (and thus impossible to see in and out of without thermal goggles or a search type Quirk). As such, he has to keep changing positions in a fight to fully utilize his Quirk.

He will generally keep releasing absorbed photons over the course of a day, as storing too much at the same time can cause dangerous side effects such as nausea and fatigue. It's easy to tell when he has too much, too, as he'd quite literally be glowing by then.

When he's wounded, it would be apparent that his blood is glowing, at least when exposed to air
_Supermoves
Starlight Assault: Fires a destructive beam of light into a single direction; this supermove is capable of melting through solid steel.

Sunclap and Flash: Summons forth an enormous flashbang, temporarily blinding anyone nearby who had failed to protect their eyes. Repeated exposure can result in permanent blindness.

Sunfire Interceptor: Creates small, focused beams of light that can rapidly destroy small, quickly moving objects such as drones, insects, and minor pieces of debris.

Solarite Broadside: Coalesces photons into several arrows of light that are sent towards enemy targets.

Orbital Strike Laser: While not literally from orbit, it works with much the same principle. Haru gathers photons in a sphere or spheres of light, which he then sends out in a chosen direction. The spheres then expend their photokinetic payload directly below them in the form of searing laser beams upon his command. Allows him to attack enemies behind cover and destroy fortifications.

_Ultramoves
United States of the Big Bang: Absorbs all photons within a 300 meter radius, which coalesce into a massive, destructive sphere of burning light. This can either be released as a single beam into a focused direction, annihilating almost anything in its path, or sent out into every direction, incinerating everything within a short distance.

(Basically Prominence Burn from Temu)

S k i l l s
Cooking • Aiming • Music

Support ItemInward Lights - Patented

Inward Lights: Hundreds of tiny light emitters embedded into the interior of his hero costume. Allows him to have photons to use in any situation, though they can't make him as strong as he is under a full summer sun.

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Tokoyami Izanagi

M Y H E R O
M Y H E R O

The Shadow Griffin Hero: Blackbeak

I d e n t i t y
Tokoyami Izanagi, 20

_{3 ★ P R O H E R O Japan, Unranked - Eirei College}

An avian heteromorph with the soul of a cat trapped inside him. Very casual to the point of assigning embarrassing nicknames to just about everyone he knows. May or may not be studying to be a hero mostly out of spite.

Q u i r k
Shadow Griffin

Gen 5 - Transformer/Mutant Hybrid- Awakened

Izanagi’s quirk allows him to turn part or all of his body into a semi-solid shadow that resembles a gryphon… if a gryphon had a crow's head instead of an eagle's, had a horn on its head, had sharp teeth inside the beak, and was made out of pure darkness, and had no wings. When he first started, he could only turn parts of himself into what would become the greater whole, but eventually, he was able to successfully fully transform for the first time since he was a kid without going into a berserk rage.

Unlike the quirk of his older cousin, Tokoyami Fumikage, Izanagi does not get empowered by darkness or debilitated by light. Rather, it becomes stronger and controllable when its user is motivated by what he believes to be a righteous cause, goes berserk if rage and other similar negative, powerful emotions are at the forefront, and is weakened by feelings of sorrow and regret. Izanagi uses his desire for a more peaceful and just society as an anchor, keeping his quirk at its strongest possible state.

When transformed for a long time, he would often forget that he is, in fact, a person, and starts acting more like a cat. He will demand attention and pets, going as far as purr when that desire is granted. Embarrassingly enough, he will remember it all when he finally decides to turn back.
_Supermoves
Terror in the Dark: Unleashes a smoke screen with the Dark Shroud before partially transforming into the Shadow Griffin, attacking enemies that had been blinded and confused by the smokescreen.

Umbral Joust: In a fully transformed state, charges forward with the intent of smashing against anything in his path.

Konshu’s Fury: By expressing repressed strong, empowering emotion, Izanagi enlarges his Shadow Griffin form to become what some may call a “raid boss.” This is extremely draining, though.

_{Ultra Moves}
Judge, Jury, and Executioner: While Konshu's Fury is active, he grabs an opponent and puts them in his beak before chomping down hard in an attempt to rip them in half. A theoretical killing ultramove reserved only for the worst of the worst villains, like All For One.

S k i l l s
Close Quarters Combatant • Prodigious Singer • Finding the best occultic items

Support Item
The Dark Shroud - Patented

The Dark Shroud: Smoke dispensers integrated into his costume, turning the battlefield into a dark, eerie place.

Just Another Hero [Invite-Only]

New + old reposted in new format

Tokoyami Izanagi

ヒーロー
ヒーロー

The Void Hero: Watcher

_{^D.O.B October 31, 2XXX | ^{Age 20} | ^Class A}

Mimoto
Mimoto

Tokoyami Izanagi

Shigoto
Shigoto

Hawks Agency

Joretsu
Joretsu

B(?)

由来
由来

Origin

_Rising
Izanagi had not been given a good lot in life. Born into a family of extreme mutants with dark, shadowy quirks that were all completely villainous at first glance, Izanagi has had to contend with consistent discrimination and hatred for most of his life. If not for his rather inhuman appearance that reminded many of a mythical tengu that would seek to bring sorrow and despair to those around them, then he would be picked on for his quirk. His was a dark and evil quirk, his classmates teased. He could only possibly become a villain. While his parents and the rest of the extended family were very supportive, there was only so much that could do when many people either look at him with nasty expressions or outright deny service on restaurants and other such establishments. Something was deeply wrong with society outside of the cities, and there was little being done to curb this rot.

Of course, he didn't get the worst of it, because he was relatively "normal" looking compared to other members of his family, who could be described as "eldritch creatures" in appearance. His father, for instance, is a walking, waking shadows with strange eyes that spoke in interlaced, distorted voices, making all that saw him feel dreadfully afraid, even if he eas in fact one of the nicest people ever. But Izanagi watch this happen, even when members of the Creature Rejection Clan attacked them and other mutants in their town only to be fended off by a newly minted Gang Orca.

Truth be told, during his middle school years, he genuinely considered turning into a villain out of spite. He goes mad and transforms once, and now everyone thinks he's a monster? Well, I'll give them a monster, he thought. That is, until he learned that his cousin, who had a similarly terrifying quirk, entered a hero school, UA itself. Curious, Izanagi would ask his more heroic-minded cousin on his mother's side, Fumikage, about what made him want to be a hero despite being constantly seen as something “evil-looking.” Eventually, over the course of a year of thinking and self-reflection, Izanagi decided that to be a hero was the way to go. For one, he will prove those quirkist idiots wrong. And for two, he heard that saving people was the best feeling to ever have. And three… it just felt right.

性格
性格

Individuality

_Personality
As much as he would like to pretend to be this dark, brooding character, Izanagi’s veil is far too thin. While he initially had doubts when he entered Eirei Academy, his classmates had proven to be infinitely more accepting than the people in his middle school, not minding that he could turn into a beast of total darkness and destruction. As a result, he has adopted a horridly casual disposition, giving people embarrassing nicknames and asking for headpats, all the while being a rather friendly, if not speaking scantly. Izanagi has proven to be extremely protective, too. His major personality flaw, though, is that he can be somewhat stubborn and unreasonable if he believes in something, or someone. This could be attributed to his quirk, as it feeds on and perpetuates emotion.

Support Items
Support Items

Tools

_{Shrouds of Darkness}
Smoke grenades that release vast amounts of black smoke that obscure enemy vision.

Fighting Style
Skills

Handy Skills

_{Hand To Hand}
Not every fight needs to be bitten and stomped in half. Sometimes, you just need to punch them really hard in the face.

_{A Really Good Singer} If Eirei has a choir, then he’d be it's lead bass.

能力
能力

Meta Ability

Quirk
Quirk

Shadow Griffin

_Quirktype
Mutant Transformation

_Quirkodds
Awakened

_Quirkwork
Izanagi’s quirk allows him to turn part or all of his body into a semi-solid shadow that resembles a gryphon… if a gryphon had a crow's head instead of an eagle's, had a horn on its head, had sharp teeth inside the beak, and was made out of pure darkness, and had no wings. When he first started, he could only turn parts of himself into what would become the greater whole, but eventually, he was able to successfully fully transform for the first time since he was a kid without going into a berserk rage.

Unlike the quirk of his older cousin, Tokoyami Fumikage, Izanagi does not get empowered by darkness or debilitated by light. Rather, it becomes stronger and controllable when its user is motivated by what he believes to be a righteous cause, goes berserk if rage and other similar negative, powerful emotions are at the forefront, and is weakened by feelings of sorrow and regret. Izanagi uses his desire for a more peaceful and just society as an anchor, keeping his quirk at its strongest possible state.

When transformed for a long time, he would often forget that he is, in fact, a person, and starts acting more like a cat. He will demand attention and pets, going as far as purr when that desire is granted. Embarrassingly enough, he will remember it all when he finally decides to turn back.

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Ueno Haru

ヒーロー
ヒーロー

The Luminous Hero - Sol Invictus

_{^D.O.B August 5, 2XXX | ^{Age 20} | ^Class 2B}

Mimoto
Mimoto

Ueno Haru

Shigoto
Shigoto

Nighteye Agency

Joretsu
Joretsu

C+

由来
由来

Origin

_Rising
Haru was born to a quirkful father and quirkless mother, and on the day of his birth, the doctors and nurses found themselves awed- and somewhat blinded, by his luminant majesty (and befuddled by the blue skin mutation). The fact that his powers were so involved with luminosity came as a surprise to his father, a mid tier Pro Hero whose quirk allowed him to manipulate nearby shadows. Still, Haru would be patiently taught how to control his quirk by the age of three, as his passive absorption of light eventually made it difficult to look at him without sunglasses.

Over this time, he would be instilled with the values that would eventually foment into the desire to become a hero. This glimmering child would eventually grow up with a strong moral compass of right and wrong, good and evil, and the nuances that may exist in between. While he lived in a rural area with a low population (and thus little crime), watching the news of villains committing villainy and heroes stopping them with their heroism inspired him to desire to become a hero. Of course, every kid his age wants to be a hero, but he had a strong, flashy quirk in a rather literal sense. So, everyone around him thought that, yes, he should become a hero.

He would especially admire the Symbol of Peace, the number one hero of Japan, All Might. The news of All Night's death when Haru was six years old was a truly devastating event, but at the same time, knowing that All Might died defeating the greatest villain of all, All For One, also kindled inspiration. He would be always told this by his father: “Be willing to sacrifice if you truly must, but never seek it out.” As his father was one of those Pro Heroes that kept their true identities secret from the public, Haru would pick up on it, realizing the rationale behind the secrecy. So, in his pursuit of becoming a hero like All Might and his father, he chose to attend his father's Alma Mater, Eirei Academy.

性格
性格

Individuality

_Personality
Loud. Tries to be helpful however he can. A little awkward when he runs out of things to say. Haru is, in many ways, like his quirk: overbearing, attention-grabbing, and bright, with a stupid smile that's visible because he deliberately kept the lower part of his costume’s helmet open. Unlike his idol, though, he eventually runs out of words to say, as if he had a prepared script for certain situations. In those times, he becomes awkward, like he doesn't know what to say as he scrambles to think of something new. Either way, he likes being a ray of sunshine, because he quite literally is. However, just like the sun itself, he can be a little unpredictable and violent when agitated or irritated. He tries his best to curb those tendencies, as any hero student should, but it is not easy.

Support Items
Support Items

Tools

_{The Inward Lights}
Haru’s costume incorporates hundreds of tiny, activateable light emitters that point inward, allowing him to be of use even in dark places. However, he's nowhere as strong as he would be under a summer sun.

_{Blackout Visor}
Protects Haru’s eyes from his own light shows by automatically dimming whenever he uses a powerful move. It is also equipped with night vision goggles to allow him to navigate when he darkens his current location with his Quirk.

Fighting Style
Fighting Style

Handy Skills

_{Let Him Cook} Haru is a masterful cook, utilizing even leftovers to make good soup. As a result, everyone in the dorms look forward to the day of the week when he's assigned to make food.

_Pianist
Haru plays the aforementioned instrument with decent proficiency. He played in a band during the last Cultural Festival.

能力
能力

Meta Ability

Quirk
Quirk

Photomancy

_Quirktype
Accumulation/Emitter Hybrid

_Quirkodds
Awakened

_Quirkwork
Haru’s Quirk allows him to absorb and store nearby photons to fuel his abilities. It has rather versatile applications; he can create orbs to illuminate dark places, emit powerful laser beams from his hands and eyes, blind enemies with flashbangs, and provide heating either through passive emission of warm “sunlight” or physical touch.

For the less intensive applications (warmth and lighting), the passive absorption of light throughout the day is more than enough. However, when firing beams or emitting blinding flashbangs, Haru will start consuming photons at an absurd rate, to the point that a 1 meter radius around him can become completely lightless whenever he uses a powerful move (and thus impossible to see in and out of without thermal goggles or a search type Quirk). As such, he has to keep changing positions in a fight to fully utilize his Quirk.

He will generally keep releasing absorbed photons over the course of a day, as storing too much at the same time can cause dangerous side effects such as nausea and fatigue. It's easy to tell when he has too much, too, as he'd quite literally be glowing by then.

When he's wounded, it would be apparent that his blood is glowing, at least when exposed to air

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Dark Space - A Mecha-Focused Space Opera RP (RP Suspended)

Anka Kraek

As the mechs and their pilots arrived in the hangar, Anka would quickly see one of the other pilots, a human by the looks of it, wave at him in greeting. He had learned ago that such waving of hands was a sign of greeting, rather than one of aggression as other cultures might see, so he waved back. “Good afternoon, or, whatever time it may be on your world, or on the world we're orbiting, or wherever,” Anka greeted, playfully whipping his cane up and done. “The name’s Anka Kraek, of the Zarrah-Kul Ascendancy. This metallic beast right here is Truth and Reconciliation… but if you wish for a shorter moniker, you may call her TAR.

As the short conversation went on, Anka would immediately snap to attention as the captain came in for introductions. He wondered if he should salute the captain, though the others weren't, so it appeared that this wasn't a time for that. The Rangers had now moved closer together, some had their helmets and/or hats off.

Then he saw her.

While some may say that synths, at least those with the same color palettes, looked the same, Anka knew better than that. He is of the Zarrah-Kul, a race with memories so strong that they carry grudges for generations. He knew how she moved, what she looked like, how long her tail was and what color her optical sensors were.

He remembered. He always did. He remembered everyone he ever met, like portraits in an ever expanding gallery.

But Lorei didn't seem to recognize him. Perhaps she wasn't sure. It had been years since, after all. While Anka didn't see that as a very long time, others certainly did.

Does she remember?

Just Another Hero [Invite-Only]

Ueno Haru

Collab Between Man Emperor and Danyel

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What caught Haru off of his game was something that penetrated his mind so gently, as if he's tapped & stroked with care.

“You're grotesquely beautiful as you're inside me.” Lisara teased.

“Flattering,” Haru deadpanned. He tried to summon his quirk, but nothing happened. Must be a dreamscape, then. Damn mentalist quirks. “I don't think we've even met.”

“We will, soon enough.” The dreaming turns into something resembling Haru to be precise. Perhaps a distant future where he got normal skin while having his Quirk intact and hefty treats like All Might merchandise around him, which later turned into visual cues of vanity to secrecy of Heroes then vs now.

The sensation of memories, not now but from the future looked deceiving yet enticing, it's a distant memory of Lisara & Haru being together in Eirei not too far from now.

“You know that he's going to get back up anytime now and the Police aren't taking your side.” Lisara refers to a much later event.

“What is this… sorcery that you're trying to use on me?” Haru questioned. He was quite proud of his mutation, since it was a constant reminder of his heroic father, one of two great inspirations for him. He could never imagine himself voluntarily giving it up for anything, Creature Rejection Clan idiots be damned. “Are you trying to tell me that you can tell the future?” He knew of only one other person with future sight, and that was Sir Nighteye. Even then, Haru had never taken visions as inscribed in stone. They can always change… right?

“These… cannot happen. These are false. Lies! Return me to reality at once, woman!” Haru hissed. Oh no, just because the villain was a lady didn't mean he'd pull his punches. After all… a villain's a villain.

“It depends on how you'll reach it, but sooner or later, you'll be dying light if you don't pick up what's yours.”

Whatever that meant, she muses of the idea of breaking Haru and curious about his long term progress.

“Have you tried living your best potential?”

“What are you on about?” Haru decided to entertain the witch, if only to make this whole conversation somewhat productive. “Pick up what's mine? Living up to my best potential Why, I'm quite satisfied with the life I have so far, thank you very much! I'll reach my potential, eventually. All things take time, so… what exactly do you want out of talking with me?”

“Oh, are you now satisfied?” She teased and gaslighted him to see how he'd react.

“Listen, you don't have much time, he is going to kill everyone and not even the likes of Endeavor’s children and those of legacy Heroes can drop him, I am helping you reach your potential, not just in Quirk but also every bit of your life.” She hugged him from behind, whether it's suggestive or not, she was rather stark.

She whispered in Haru’s ear.

“If you're living the best way you are now, why is it, even the most selfish Hero like Yusuke, keeps laying his life down for you? Does that mean you're living your full potential or are you simply too afraid to act on your own and take the risks? How much more good Heroes like him, must sacrifice their future for you, there will come a time that you're gonna be alone and you'll realize it too late, that's what you get for relying too much on others.”

“I don't rely too much on others,” Haru hissed, though the thought of Yusuke taking a hit from a Nomu for him did weigh on him. Despite his mind's protests, he ignored that the witch was hugging him from behind; while he did consider himself a hugger, this… was just not right. “I know my own weaknesses. This is why we have teams and team ups. So, pray tell, how exactly are you going to help me reach my full potential? By rearranging my neurons?”

“You will see.”
-Conversation Ended-

Snapback to reality, Yusuke took another hit for Haru, Keyaru laughed at the attacks like nothing happened.

“Fucking witch dug her way into my brain,” Haru growled as he began to collect photons, readying to supply power to Gauss. “Hey,” he bent down to get a little closer to Yusuke just as he released an enormous stream of burning light. “Are you good? Sorry that I blacked out. Stupid mentalist quirk hit me. I suppose I owe you three drinks now."

Dark Space - A Mecha-Focused Space Opera RP (RP Suspended)

Just another posting.

The Truth and Reconciliation walked on its four legs with a rather surprisingly fast gait. Its advanced sensors detected all the obstacles on its path, and the artificial intelligence managing its systems, autopilot in particular, had adjusted and precisely calculated each movement of the legs to avoid stepping on anything, or anyone.

Meanwhile, its pilot was lounging about in the cockpit. Anka Kraec, otherwise known as Old Man by his old colleagues from decades prior (even though for his species, he was in the equivalent of the mid-20s at the most), sat in the most peculiar way possible. His feet were raised to the air as he relaxed his legs on top of an instrument panel that just happened to be the one responsible for the operation of the mecha's radar systems. His back was almost squarely on his seat, while his head was pressed against where one should have their backside when sitting properly. But Anka just couldn't be assed to do it properly. He can just do it later. Or never at all. It wasn't like the commanders peered into the cockpits and invested themselves in the pilots' posture. As far as anyone, mecha pilots were always sitting the same way. Well, except for those with seats that looked more like motorcycles, if a motorcycle was used as a component for a mech's cockpit. That wasn't even practical at all. The pilots in there must have very tired arms.

As his mech moved on its own, Anka only glanced from time to time at the projected path overlaid on the 3d screen that made up the inner shell of the Truth and Reconciliation's cockpit. He busied himself with reading on his tablet, or rather, the pirated copy of the novel 'Babylon's Ashes.' The book had been around for, what, 180 years? It's not like you can file copyright claims when it's been centuries. This story... is this what the humans thought would happen when they colonized other worlds? They would simply repeat the cycles of oppression?

How odd. Any self-respecting species would have learned that harmony with one another is a more practical and logical step. Did they look upon themselves so lowly that they would forsake members of their own species? But again, the other Zarrah-Kul didn't like Anka very much.

"Do not form attachments" my ass. They're just afraid.

Just as Anka was about to curl up into a sleeping position once again, the mech stopped moving, throwing the unprepared pilot out of his seat. He slid down to the floor into a most ungraceful heap. "Ugh," Anka grumbled as he reached up and grabbed at his seat. "You just had to come now..."

"You have arrived in your destination." The monotone voice of the AI began to resonate within the cockpit. It was... annoying. Anka wanted to have it changed, but apparently it was a fixed feature. Did the manufacturer of this mech set it to this irritating, lifeless voice that would make even actual dead planets look alive purely to spite him? Considering how the Zarrah-Kul carried their spite and grudges for literal centuries, that would make sense. But what did he even do to the manufacturer? Did he get the wrong mech because the deliverer mixed up the address? Did mix it up to spite him?

Eh, whatever.

The cockpit opened up, finally exposing Anka to some light for once. The Zarrah-Kul yawned, letting his beak suck in fresh, no, recycled air. "Ah! So we are here," Anka looked up at the beautiful frigate before him. Another mech had arrived, which meant that at least one of the other rangers was here. "Could have just waited for five more m... eh, nah, I should go, right?"

"I think you should go," the Truth and Reconciliation's AI replied.

"Can you even actually think or are you just spitting our pre-recorded scripts?"

"Yes."

"Tch," Anka shrugged. "Oh well. Let's see what interesting new things we can find here..."

Dark Space - A Mecha-Focused Space Opera RP (RP Suspended)

Anka Kraek

Name: Anka Kraek
Age: Around 200
Sex: A Man
Species: Zarrah-Kul

The true, original history of the Zarrah-Kul is an enigma of the galaxy. Their origins are all but unknown, as they are certain that they have existed for so long that they have forgotten even their own mythologies. What is known for certain, however, is that they first reached the stars more than a few thousand years ago and ostensibly come from the temperate forest planet of Kaz-Nagrod. History before their rise to the stars is seemingly nonexistent due to censorship from their leadership. What remains are tall tales and bedtime stories passed down from generation to generation, with each retelling growing increasingly corrupted from the truth. There are thousands of contradictory stories at this point; some say an ancient precursor race blessed them, or they’re the tattered remnants of one themselves. Others speak of their species undergoing several apocalypses before finally ascending to interstellar status, and a few even propose that they come from the Triangulum or one of the Magellanic Clouds.

The truth is, the Zarrah-Kul are a far older race than they are given credit for. They had to rebuild their civilization at least twice, first due to an asteroid strike and the second apocalypse being caused by an alien invasion that they barely fought off. Once they reached advanced spaceflight, they would be further set back. An orbit filled with debris due to a gigantic war between their colonized moon, Sakeet, and the homeworld of Kaz-Nagrod, as well as the complete annihilation of the settlements on that moon, prevented them from becoming a true spacefaring race for a very long time. Only when they developed sufficiently advanced armor and point defense systems were they able to bypass the Kessler Syndrome in their orbit and reach into the stars. It was also around this time that their squabbling factions were finally united somewhat after a great war between a grand alliance of smaller nations and their planet's superpower. They would first meet the Confederation a few decades after reaching interstellar status and join it soon after.

The Zarrah-Kul Ascendancy is the unified local government of most of their species as part of the Confederation, though there are several primitive planets within their sphere of influence, which they guard zealously against bandits and raiders. The Ascendancy is, by principle, vehemently against uplifting less advanced races, instead preferring to watch them from afar until they're judged sufficiently advanced to contact as near equals.

As a race, the Zarrah-Kul are crow-like avians with black feathers, though their heads have hair and their beaks have sharp, serrated teeth. They stand between 5’1” and 5’8” on average, with no significant difference between the sexes. Their most well-known trait is their absurdly strong memory; they can often still remember the smallest details of an event after many years have passed. Conversely, Zarrah-Kul are sometimes known to carry grudges for literal centuries, and at times such grudges evolve into one-sided multi-generational feuds as they take out their frustrations on the descendants of those that wronged them. They typically live for a millenium, though a small number have turned themselves into cyborgs, prolonging their lifespans even more. It is known that some mechanize themselves purely to spite their perceived enemies, seeking to outlive them and urinate on their graves.

Zarrah-Kul reproduction rates are rather slow, as befitting their long lifespans. Their perception of time is somewhat warped, feeling as though years are merely a blink of an eye.

Conversely, Zarrah-Kul culture places great importance on loyalty and friendship (with one another at least, because other long-lived species aren’t very common) because of, again, their strong memory. Because of their species’ old habit of huddling during cold winters, they have always been comfortable with close contact, and have been described as “very enthusiastic at hugging.” They also purr like cats when they're pleased or exceedingly comfortable. They often have a distinct lack of urgency in many things and can be sometimes seen as lazy or naive as they take everything that happens around them in a stride.

Appearance:

Anka is around 5'8" tall.

Personality: Anka has stoic mannerisms, often to the point that he has been accused of being heartless. In truth, when you’re part of a species that lives so long and spends much of that time in petty rivalry and grudges, you tend to take things, even tragedies, in a stride. Unlike the usual preconception of the Zarrah-Kul, though, Anka doesn’t carry century-long grudges, instead usually shrugging and saying, “Alright, that’s fine.”

Anka’s stoicism, however, stands in stark contrast to what can only be a penchant for petty pranks and practical jokes that he practices without so much as a whiff of laughter from his end. And, though he’s not very overt with what he feels, people who have known him will say that he cares, treating others around him without much thought about the fact that they’ll probably die long before he does. He seeks to know them better before they pass; after all, he will always remember, and so the dead will still live on, in a way, in his mind.

While usually stoic and amicable, when slavers are mentioned, Anka becomes cold and distant, filled with a desire to see those criminals exterminated with extreme prejudice.

History:
Anka was hatched on the Zarrah-Kul homeworld of Kaz-Nagrod, and from a young age, was destined for the stars. He was not like most of his race; the majority would rather leave matters of conflict to machines and artificial intelligence, allowing them to constantly pursue their usual artistic passions. By Zarrah-Kul standards, Anka was a maverick. He wished to know more about the universe and the myriad creatures that inhabited it, a desire that would end up placing him with the Zarrah-Kul Expeditionary Forces and eventually, the Confederation Navy. During his century-and-a-half-long career, he would meet many people and species that he would label as “interesting.” As another oddity of the Zarrah-Kul race, Anka actually formed friendships with some, before they eventually passed and left him behind.

Though it might be believed that his long tenure in the Navy means that he would have a great amount of combat experience, this is not necessarily the case. He spent the majority of his time as a backline military scientist, and it had “only” been thirty years ago that he decided to be part of frontline operations by enrolling to be a mech pilot. Still, thirty years is a long time (for others, at least), and so he was chosen to be one of the elite Ranger Corps. Anka is quite excited. How much knowledge can he gain in that elite formation, he wonders?

Key facts:

Likes:

Boops

• Cats
• Dogs
• Friendship
• Hugs
• Exotic cuisine
• Science
• Being petted on the head
• Learning others’ life stories
• Reading

Dislikes:

• Slavers (kill on sight)
• Most of the other Zarrah-Kul (they think he’s weird)
• Drugs (he can never understand why anyone bothers with them)

Personal Gear:

A cane (someone once jokingly called him “Old Man.” He has embraced the joke to this day.) with a hidden taser function in it.

• A pistol that’s hidden at all times.
• A quill made from one of his own feathers.
• Boots with blades hidden in them.
• A helmet that relays sensor information on its HUD.
• A hammer. Where he got it or what it’s for is a mystery.

Specialty: Advanced Battlefield Detection (sensors and tracking)

Anything Else: Has a hidden stash of wine in his mech's cockpit.

Mecha: The Truth and Reconciliation

Mecha Name: Truth and Reconciliation
Type: Area Control
Crew: Single Pilot
Appearance:

Stats:

Dimensions:20 feet tall, 40 feet wide (legs included)

Mass: 7.1 tons (armament included)

Performance:Walking: 60 km/h (offroad); 80 km/h (road)

Weapons:
Primary:
3x “Coronal Ejection” Beam Cannons: The primary offensive armament of the Truth and Reconciliation is a trio of directed energy weapons that excel at long-ranged combat. Because they’re energy weapons, ammunition storage is not a concern for them.

2x “Sunspot” Missile Launchers: Missile launchers are placed in the Truth and Reconciliation’s rear, with which the mech can engage targets that it does not have a direct line of sight of. These missiles are highly accurate, especially when targets are painted with marker lights.

2x Drones: A pair of drones coated with stealth composites can be deployed. They lack their own armament, instead acting as target painters with their marker lights. They also act as signal boosters, allowing the Truth and Reconciliation to communicate with allied mechs at distances greater than normal.

Optional/Exchangeable Weapons:

Primary (each one can replace the "Coronal Ejection" laser cannons):
3x "Omega" Railguns (for even longer ranged combat)
3x "Katyusha Mk. 100" Rocket Launchers (ultimate saturation bombardment weapon)
3x "Obliterator" Precision Missile Launchers
3x "Iron Beam" Anti-Aircraft/Interception System
3x "Dragonbreath" Plasma Blasters

Secondary/Support (replaces missile launchers and drones):
4x Attack Drones (drones armed with beam weapons)
4x Shield Drones (project additional shields)
4x Nuclear Tipped Missile Launchers (war crime weapon)

Equipment:
Shield Generators: The Truth and Reconciliation possesses multiple advanced shield generators.
These shields can act as emergency ablative armor to protect against attacks that could otherwise seriously damage the mech's hull. These can be activated nearly instantaneously, and so they're synchronized with the Truth and Reconciliation's advanced sensors, allowing it to activate specific areas of its shields to block incoming energy weapons.

Advanced Sensor Array: The Truth and Reconciliation possesses an advanced array. the Truth and Reconciliation can accurately calculate the trajectories of incoming attacks, allowing it to either dodge or block them with its shields.

Electronic Warfare Suite: The Truth and Reconciliation is able to conduct electronic warfare with the aim of disrupting enemy communications.

Other info: The Truth and Reconciliation has a passage inscribed on its side, which thus says, “Without guidance, a nation falls, but there is strength in an abundance of counselors.” The mech’s paint job is primarily black with gold highlights, like anything that the Zarrah-Kul build.

Dark Space - A Mecha-Focused Space Opera RP (RP Suspended)

Anka Kraek

Name: Anka Kraek
Age: Around 200
Sex: A Man
Species: Zarrah-Kul

The true, original history of the Zarrah-Kul is an enigma of the galaxy. Their origins are all but unknown, as they are certain that they have existed for so long that they have forgotten even their own mythologies. What is known for certain, however, is that they first reached the stars more than a few thousand years ago and ostensibly come from the temperate forest planet of Kaz-Nagrod. History before their rise to the stars is seemingly nonexistent due to censorship from their leadership. What remains are tall tales and bedtime stories passed down from generation to generation, with each retelling growing increasingly corrupted from the truth. There are thousands of contradictory stories at this point; some say an ancient precursor race blessed them, or they’re the tattered remnants of one themselves. Others speak of their species undergoing several apocalypses before finally ascending to interstellar status, and a few even propose that they come from the Triangulum or one of the Magellanic Clouds.

The truth is, the Zarrah-Kul are a far older race than they are given credit for. They had to rebuild their civilization at least twice, first due to an asteroid strike and the second apocalypse being caused by an alien invasion that they barely fought off. Once they reached advanced spaceflight, they would be further set back. An orbit filled with debris due to a gigantic war between their colonized moon, Sakeet, and the homeworld of Kaz-Nagrod, as well as the complete annihilation of the settlements on that moon, prevented them from becoming a true spacefaring race for a very long time. Only when they developed sufficiently advanced armor and point defense systems were they able to bypass the Kessler Syndrome in their orbit and reach into the stars. It was also around this time that their squabbling factions were finally united somewhat after a great war between a grand alliance of smaller nations and their planet's superpower. They would first meet the Confederation a few decades after reaching interstellar status and join it soon after.

The Zarrah-Kul Ascendancy is the unified local government of most of their species as part of the Confederation, though there are several primitive planets within their sphere of influence, which they guard zealously against bandits and raiders. The Ascendancy is, by principle, vehemently against uplifting less advanced races, instead preferring to watch them from afar until they're judged sufficiently advanced to contact as near equals.

As a race, the Zarrah-Kul are crow-like avians with black feathers, though their heads have hair and their beaks have sharp, serrated teeth. They stand between 5’1” and 5’8” on average, with no significant difference between the sexes. Their most well-known trait is their absurdly strong memory; they can often still remember the smallest details of an event after many years have passed. Conversely, Zarrah-Kul are sometimes known to carry grudges for literal centuries, and at times such grudges evolve into one-sided multi-generational feuds as they take out their frustrations on the descendants of those that wronged them. They typically live for a millenium, though a small number have turned themselves into cyborgs, prolonging their lifespans even more. It is known that some mechanize themselves purely to spite their perceived enemies, seeking to outlive them and urinate on their graves.

Zarrah-Kul reproduction rates are rather slow, as befitting their long lifespans. Their perception of time is somewhat warped, feeling as though years are merely a blink of an eye.

Conversely, Zarrah-Kul culture places great importance on loyalty and friendship (with one another at least, because other long-lived species aren’t very common) because of, again, their strong memory. Because of their species’ old habit of huddling during cold winters, they have always been comfortable with close contact, and have been described as “very enthusiastic at hugging.” They also purr like cats when they're pleased or exceedingly comfortable. They often have a distinct lack of urgency in many things and can be sometimes seen as lazy or naive as they take everything that happens around them in a stride.

Appearance:

Anka is around 5'8" tall.

Personality: Anka has stoic mannerisms, often to the point that he has been accused of being heartless. In truth, when you’re part of a species that lives so long and spends much of that time in petty rivalry and grudges, you tend to take things, even tragedies, in a stride. Unlike the usual preconception of the Zarrah-Kul, though, Anka doesn’t carry century-long grudges, instead usually shrugging and saying, “Alright, that’s fine.”

Anka’s stoicism, however, stands in stark contrast to what can only be a penchant for petty pranks and practical jokes that he practices without so much as a whiff of laughter from his end. And, though he’s not very overt with what he feels, people who have known him will say that he cares, treating others around him without much thought about the fact that they’ll probably die long before he does. He seeks to know them better before they pass; after all, he will always remember, and so the dead will still live on, in a way, in his mind.

While usually stoic and amicable, when slavers are mentioned, Anka becomes cold and distant, filled with a desire to see those criminals exterminated with extreme prejudice.

History:
Anka was hatched on the Zarrah-Kul homeworld of Kaz-Nagrod, and from a young age, was destined for the stars. He was not like most of his race; the majority would rather leave matters of conflict to machines and artificial intelligence, allowing them to constantly pursue their usual artistic passions. By Zarrah-Kul standards, Anka was a maverick. He wished to know more about the universe and the myriad creatures that inhabited it, a desire that would end up placing him with the Zarrah-Kul Expeditionary Forces and eventually, the Confederation Navy. During his century-and-a-half-long career, he would meet many people and species that he would label as “interesting.” As another oddity of the Zarrah-Kul race, Anka actually formed friendships with some, before they eventually passed and left him behind.

Though it might be believed that his long tenure in the Navy means that he would have a great amount of combat experience, this is not necessarily the case. He spent the majority of his time as a backline military scientist, and it had “only” been thirty years ago that he decided to be part of frontline operations by enrolling to be a mech pilot. Still, thirty years is a long time (for others, at least), and so he was chosen to be one of the elite Ranger Corps. Anka is quite excited. How much knowledge can he gain in that elite formation, he wonders?
Key facts:

Likes:

Boops

• Cats
• Dogs
• Friendship
• Hugs
• Exotic cuisine
• Science
• Being petted on the head
• Learning others’ life stories
• Reading

Dislikes:

• Slavers (kill on sight)
• Most of the other Zarrah-Kul (they think he’s weird)
• Drugs (he can never understand why anyone bothers with them)

Personal Gear:

A cane (someone once jokingly called him “Old Man.” He has embraced the joke to this day.) with a hidden taser function in it.

• A pistol that’s hidden at all times.
• A quill made from one of his own feathers.
• Boots with blades hidden in them.
• A helmet that relays sensor information on its HUD.
• A hammer. Where he got it or what it’s for is a mystery.

Specialty: Advanced Battlefield Detection (sensors and tracking)

Anything Else: Has a hidden stash of wine in his mech's cockpit.

Mecha: The Truth and Reconciliation

Mecha Name: Truth and Reconciliation
Type: Area Control
Crew: Single Pilot
Appearance:

Stats:

Dimensions:20 feet tall, 40 feet wide (legs included)

Mass: 7.1 tons (armament included)

Performance:Walking: 60 km/h (offroad); 80 km/h (road)

Weapons:
Primary:
3x “Coronal Ejection” Beam Cannons: The primary offensive armament of the Truth and Reconciliation is a trio of directed energy weapons that excel at long-ranged combat. Because they’re energy weapons, ammunition storage is not a concern for them.

2x “Sunspot” Missile Launchers: Missile launchers are placed in the Truth and Reconciliation’s rear, with which the mech can engage targets that it does not have a direct line of sight of. These missiles are highly accurate, especially when targets are painted with marker lights.

2x Drones: A pair of drones coated with stealth composites can be deployed. They lack their own armament, instead acting as target painters with their marker lights. They also act as signal boosters, allowing the Truth and Reconciliation to communicate with allied mechs at distances greater than normal.

Optional/Exchangeable Weapons:

Primary (each one can replace the "Coronal Ejection" laser cannons):
3x "Omega" Railguns (for even longer ranged combat)
3x "Katyusha Mk. 100" Rocket Launchers (ultimate saturation bombardment weapon)
3x "Obliterator" Precision Missile Launchers
3x "Iron Beam" Anti-Aircraft/Interception System
3x "Dragonbreath" Plasma Blasters

Secondary/Support (replaces missile launchers and drones):
4x Attack Drones (drones armed with beam weapons)
4x Shield Drones (project additional shields)
4x Nuclear Tipped Missile Launchers (war crime weapon)

Equipment:
Shield Generators: The Truth and Reconciliation possesses multiple advanced shield generators.
These shields can act as emergency ablative armor to protect against attacks that could otherwise seriously damage the mech's hull. These can be activated nearly instantaneously, and so they're synchronized with the Truth and Reconciliation's advanced sensors, allowing it to activate specific areas of its shields to block incoming energy weapons.

Advanced Sensor Array: The Truth and Reconciliation possesses an advanced array. the Truth and Reconciliation can accurately calculate the trajectories of incoming attacks, allowing it to either dodge or block them with its shields.

Electronic Warfare Suite: The Truth and Reconciliation is able to conduct electronic warfare with the aim of disrupting enemy communications.

Other info: The Truth and Reconciliation has a passage inscribed on its side, which thus says, “Without guidance, a nation falls, but there is strength in an abundance of counselors.” The mech’s paint job is primarily black with gold highlights, like anything that the Zarrah-Kul build.