Typical

The Promise - Second Star to the Right, and Straight on 'til Morning.

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Keaton Plasse

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Amelia’s comments on Freaky-D placed her as one of his fans, though more on the admirer side than a die-hard fan. Just like Amelia, though, Keaton found herself confused by Lynn’s comments, unable to connect one thought to the next to understand Lynn’s flow of thought. Still, Lynn’s statement that the group weren’t friends was realistic, if not a bit mean-spirited. It marked her as a realist and as someone who wasn’t afraid to cut ties, which confused Keaton. Looking purely at her actions, Keaton had placed her as a more caring individual, so was this all a harsh front?

A scream cut Lynn’s next sentence off, causing her to bolt away for the sound. Keaton quickly followed, Amelia hanging back for some reason. At the scene, Lynn’s reaction pointed out where Keaton should look, and the second it took for her brain to register what she was seeing was a second it took to start answering questions. Man, broken ribs, collapsed lungs, probably squeezed by some extraordinary force. Broken legs but not arms, to prevent running but not begging. Fingernails and fingers removed, pliers and shears, or at least something with similar applications.

Keaton stumbled back, her hand shooting up to clutch her mouth as the sour taste of vomit started, her stomach heaving. With her power’s relative autonomy came its tendency to turn itself on, and though she’d managed high school biology’s dissections alright, looking at the broken body now, the smell of rotting flesh indicating at least half a day of decay, she took another few steps back, fighting the tingling need to heave out her stomach contents.

Vaguely registering Amelia’s presence, Keaton inhaled and exhaled through her sleeve, trying to get air without the stench of death. As she calmed, she looked around for the others, who’d by now scattered to various corners of the park. Lynn was with the boy, who thankfully hadn’t transformed into a lizard. More control now? Uncertain, but there were the caring actions from Lynn again despite her statement that the group weren’t friends. Was it self-preservation, considering the boy’s lizard problem, or something more?

Whatever the case, Amelia’s scream cut through Keaton’s thoughts as her brain latched onto the girl’s babbling statements. She knew the man, knew him from Earth? The ship? Either way, she knew she had the possibility of being followed but hadn’t thought herself that big of a mark. She was wrong, or so she thought she was. Someone on the ship was torturing people to extract information, torturing people and dumping bodies without a care for whether they’d be found.

A new bout of sickness washed over Keaton, this time due to dread. She’d approached these people thinking they’d be just another crowd, but now she’d just associated herself with a girl who might be a walking target. If the killer was anywhere as ruthless in her hunting as she was with her killing, Keaton was involved now, like it or not. She was now a target.

Edge of Darkness | Pokemon

@Ambra Does the region matter much? Like will regional Pokemon be favored or something?

The Haunting of Crestwood Hollow - A Supernatural Coming of Age Story

Addy Spletzer

Naruto: Odyssey

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Kazuhiko Taketori

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^{Afternoon || Land of Fire: Konohagakure — Mumi Village}

Kazuhiko’s eyes widened when Koharu looped her arm through his, and his brain short-circuited, blank as he processed her smile. As such, he was unprepared for the tug that came, and he managed to just recover his balance as he was strewn along down the village path.

“The orchard first!” Natsuko said from Koharu’s other side, but Kazuhiko wasn’t focused on that right now. Rather, he was focused on why his heart was beating so fast and what that meant in relation to what had just happened. His teammates had been his teammates through thick and thin, through summers and winters, so what was so different now?

When Koharu retracted her hand, Kazuhiko summoned up enough sense to stuff the thought aside, nodding at her words. “Mika said that Nusu usually visits at night, so he’s probably trying to avoid the villagers. He’s also focused on the garden, so we should check where that is too and see if we can figure out where he tends to come in from.”

“Ooo good idea. Now, I’ll leave you two lovebirds be and check the perimeter. Feel free to try holding hands instead!” Natsuko said, waving at them with a grin as she ran towards the far side of the orchard. Her words caused Kazuhiko to widen his eyes, but he recovered more quickly this time, being used to Natsuko’s jabs.

“Right, that should be the south wall, so you check the east and I’ll check the west?” he asked.

At the first sign of agreement from the pale-haired girl, he was off for the wall. He needed a moment to sort through his thoughts. Just as he and Koharu trusted Natsuko to deliver joking jibes, Koharu and Natsuko trusted him to be able to deflect them. He was one of two pillars of strength in the team, and to keep doing what he did on the team he needed to not start thinking of things like how the crook of his arm was still somewhat warm.

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Jutsu

Taijutsu

Keen Fist:

The Taketori style of Taijutsu that uses their Sensaigan’s nerve-cutting abilities to compound the damage done to struck areas. This style of fighting emulates the movements of staves and spears, aiding the Taketori in landing their Sensaigan techniques.

Ninjutsu

Lightning Release:

• Thunder: User creates small sparks of lightning that can hit multiple targets at once.
• Thunderbolt [Needs Practice]: User creates arcs of lightning that can hit multiple targets at once.
• Lightning Strike [Needs Practice]: User creates a strong arc of lightning that can hit multiple close targets or be extended to hit a faraway one.
• Thundering Kunai: User channels their Lightning Release technique into a kunai, thus charging it. This technique can be used with different ninjutsus to create varying intensities of electricity inside the blade
• Lightning Clone Technique: User creates a tangible clone that is dispelled with very little damage and cannot perform jutsu. The clone will also dispel if enough time passes.

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Natsuko Rinha

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^{Afternoon || Land of Fire: Konohagakure — Mumi Village}

Sometime during their scouting trip around the village, the subject of boredom had come up, and one thing led to another until there here and now where the team had challenged their sensei to a game of tag. Though three-on-one was hardly far number-wise, considering that it was three genin against one over-qualified jonin, no genin had thought it unfair. The goal, then, was to keep their sensei from catching any of them, thus proving that their perimeter scout had not been for naught. One of a ninja’s greatest weapons was how they could wield their knowledge of the landscape around them—a lesson that Minoru had taught the three with a previous session of tag that the three had been utterly crushed by.

Currently, she was hiding behind a tree, not daring to peek out at her laughing sensei. This was a game of taijutsu given that ninjutsu was off-limits and the team’s genjutsu skills were rather limited. So, looking at purely Taijutsu, Natsuko was… still last, but not by as big of a berth as she was with ninjutsu. That fact gave her some confidence as she tried to relax and slow down her heart and therefore the rate of her breathing. Step one was avoiding detection, and as hard as that would be, it was possible up to an extent.

With her heart rate stable, she shot a glance at Kazuhiko, who was positioned nearby on a higher limb. He gave her a nod, and she grinned. Unlike last time, the team had a plan for victory this time: Ambush. The tagger had an aura of invincibility due to their ability to tag, but this was a lie. Minoru was not invincible.

On Kazuhiko’s cue, she’d sign a breeze into existence, rustling some leaves and attracting Minoru’s attention. When he decided to investigate, walking over, he’d position himself in the ‘target area’ so that all three genin could jump him.

Now, whether or not the three could knock out a full-grown jonin man was debatable, but they were to prepare to whip out anything and everything they had up their sleeves. For now, they waited until Minoru made the first move.

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Jutsu

Ninjutsu

Wind Release:

• Gale Palm: User increases the velocity or density of wind to form a powerful gale capable of knocking over a person.

Dark Release:

• Kusunemasu [Weak]: User absorbs chakra from others and uses it as their own. Possible through direct physical contact or from a distance with more concentration

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^@Sunflower

A Champion/Elite-Four Centered Pokemon RP!

Tentatively tossing my hat in the ring as well.

The Haunting of Crestwood Hollow - A Supernatural Coming of Age Story

@JunkMail Hey hey, here because I couldn't run this char on spaceboat

The Haunting of Crestwood Hollow - A Supernatural Coming of Age Story

Another girl to the tally, but I want in.

—Addy Spletzer—

The Promise - Second Star to the Right, and Straight on 'til Morning.

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Keaton Plasse

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Watching the two as she spoke, Keaton noted the initial suspicion both first regarded her with. It made sense, considering the damage people around them could do, but she was glad that both of them seemed to relax quickly. Getting on peoples’ bad side was one thing she wasn’t planning on doing anytime soon.

“Nice to meet you both, and yeah, something of the sort. I got it back and cleaned it, but trying to wear something after someone vomited on it is a little… ” Keaton trailed off. “But whatever. I’m just glad I came out in one piece,” she said, shrugging.

At Lynn’s question, Keaton flashed her a sheepish smile. “I saw that dude,[” she said, indicating Archie, “carrying flowers and decided to follow him. Been trying to meet people now that I’m in a floating aquarium, but I promise I’m not this creepy most of the time.”

She paused, taking a moment to see how her reasoning had gone over. When neither of her audience seemed particularly bothered, she continued.

“I lost track of him after he went into the hospital, but I saw you two trying to sneak out so I thought I’d help with the lady at the front desk. Imagine my surprise when Freaky-D skated by right after,” she said laughing. “I think I’ve seen or met just about everyone from my first day now. As for the people I haven’t seen yet, well, I can go without seeing them for longer.”

She paused, looking between the two, then the four. “You guys all friends though? I wouldn’t have thought you guys were friends after the first day. Too many scrapes and stuff, but I guess my past friendships have been on the tamer side.”

The Promise - Second Star to the Right, and Straight on 'til Morning.

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Keaton Plasse

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Locating the girl and boy took a minute with the people milling about after Freaky-D’s appearance. That the girl seemed to have completely changed her appearance didn’t help since Keaton had been looking for a blonde in a hospital gown, not a redhead in a hoodie. What gave the two away, then, was how short and skinny she was compared to the boy, who rather towered over her petite frame. They made an odd pair, and Keaton’s lack of answers at this point was referring her to ‘no’ rather than ‘yes’ in the relationship department.

Currently, the two were approaching a bench, and Keaton placed the pair at the bench as the other two girls she’d seen with them on the first day. A reunion for a group of friends, then. The fire girl’s hospital stay would have kept them separated if no one had visited her, and considering the flowers from the boy who’d technically put her there, Keaton figured this was the first time the crew had gotten together in a week. Approaching them would be interrupting that, but she’d already made it this far, so now she just had to choose an opener.

The mere act of thinking she needed to choose an opener was rather unfortunate considering she’d been raised in a “can-do” town to have a “will-do” personality. Everything about her upbringing suggested that she should have mastered the art of butting in and making scenes by now, but she hadn’t, and it was at these moments Keaton wished she was one of the many brainless extroverts she’d met, inconsiderate but somehow doing fine anyway. With this thought, though, came the one that so often accompanied it: She should just go for it, because what’s the worst that could happen? So, over she walked, half braced for impact and half regretting her decision already. The flowers weren’t there, so they’d be a lame lead-in. As was her jacket—that was a non-issue. She’d assume the boy’s reptile form was a taboo too unless otherwise said, so leading with something she did seemed appropriate.

The boy was leading another girl—the one with superstrength—away from the group, adding another tally to “no” and tipping it into confirmation territory for Keaton. So, no relationship despite the flowers—but first things first.

“Hey, you get out the hospital okay?” she asked, walking over to the shorter girl at the bench. “Denim, from the first day,” she supplied, indicating herself in another denim jacket. There were certain things she owned too many of. “But Keaton to most, fancy seeing you again.”

With a polite smile and bright eyes, she felt, for the nth time that week, like she was living freshman year all over again.

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

Actually managed to get a post up, how about that