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⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

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^{"I'll let you off easy this time, but don't be surprised if next time things don't end so cleanly."
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While he found somewhere to lean against the wall, his preferred method of relaxing if he wasn't to sleep, the hybrid watched the proceedings, keeping an eye on the door. As if to reward this one man entered, followed moments after by a small group of...children? They gravitated over towards the oddly young looking fellow with odd vis. They sure did have an interesting assortment of people, that was certain. With everyone settled, it appeared their host decided it was time to begin the mission briefing.

He listened closely, keeping the licenti's earlier comment to him in mind, as well as the strange weight in the air--which he had noted was accompanied by a scent matching that of their host--and of course the words he'd meant only the Professor to hear. Of course, it was rather difficult to hide things from him. That in mind, he found his eyes--unbidden--being drawn to the allegedly human stranger who had entered before the three kids. The fellow was a bit off somehow, but he couldn't place it. Maybe it was something in the individual's posture...or perhaps their vis? He checked both, but still couldn't place it, so he filed it away for consideration and turned his attention to the eximius.

"Before anything else, even considering there is no problem or flaw in the method to arm the prisioners and getting them out. What is the plan for afterwards? Mere mayhem until they are captured again, or killed. Or is there a proper plan to get them to come along with us, as well as means to get them out of there?" Then the eximius paused and Mairyell cocked his head to the side slightly, regarding him with interest. The eximius continued, "A place for them to be will also be necessary in that case."

As the licenti finished, he found himself nodding before he spoke up, “I imagine that part of the plan is to use the armed prisoners to cause a riot, making it difficult for the prae to capture even a majority of them. However, our eximius friend raises a good point, where are they to hide and how are they to escape the observation of our enemy when they control the police, swat, their own personal forces, and have access to street cameras?” He glanced to Zeki as he spoke, raising an eyebrow questioningly, his expression still unimpressed. In truth he was at least mildly pleased with the man, as his having gathered data regarding the guard shifts and the layout of the prison had been fairly impressive, considering what he himself knew regarding prae security. "To hide any of them, we're going to need to split up and trickle into various areas of the city, I'd suggest. Am I to assume you've prepared such locations? Or is this also a distraction?"

Having noted that the rally was a distraction, he couldn't help but wonder if the earlier gathering had been as well. It had not been well hidden, even if it had been out of the way and far from the city center. It would have been easy for the prae to swoop down and take them all by surprise. Given their host's odd sensibilities--revealed in part by what he'd said to the Professor--and methodology so far, well he couldn't help but be a measure suspicious. If the man did not have all the answers, it would go a long way towards convincing him to trust the man, but if he did, it spelled trouble though also told him that this...Zeki was a very cunning planner, at the very least.

So which would it be?

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

Gonna let others choose first, because Mairyell ought to go with the group who needs a bit of extra support.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Added a few paragraphs to the bottom of Evelyn's post due to...new information :)

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Evelyn Chambers - Tulpa

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At the words of the psychopath, her frown became a much more real expression, though a hidden one. Slightly worried for her comrade, Evelyn glanced at Messiah, her gaze lingering on the girl and her aura of light before she had to look away to preserve her vision. Her mind running through the information she had gathered with her projection, Evelyn found her teeth grinding slightly as her mind worked over the problem. There wasn't really anyway she could see that would allow her to stop Eyeblight from detonating the bombs, let alone getting the detonator out of his possession.

Turning her thoughts elsewhere she moved her projection's shadow up through the street and had it stretch out till she felt familiar information regarding the powers of her teammates flow in. She then moved the projection over to them and had it wreath them for a moment, detecting the status of the civilians and their...bomb collars. Several of them were without the collars, which was definitely good news, but it appeared that Margrave was still working to remove the collars.

Then it struck her, she could copy his power and speed up the process. Of course, there was one downside to the plan...her projection would likely lose much of its combat viability and her and Messiah would be left vulnerable against Eyeblight if her teammate ran out of juice. It was moments like this that she wished her projection could split in two. Well...moments like this and times where she had chores back home and wanted to get them all done at the same time. Sadly, that was hardly an option.

She decided to compromise.

First she had the projection scan Margrave then take on a humanoid shape, the silver glimmer forming near the hostage furthest from Margrave. She willed it to look as human, and pleasant, as possible, while she had it recall the attributes of Eyeblight's form and the concrete. This made it light, but durable, while possessing agility and dexterous control of its own body. This coupled with the majority of Margrave's ability would have to do. She took a deep, but silent, breath and then let the projection manifest.

Too quiet for anyone, but Sonar to hear, she said, "Hopefully this will help a bit. Tell Margrave that I'm sorry for raining on his parade, if only a little."

As the words reached Sonar her projection began to act. It had four arms, something she hadn't really...told it to form, but it had anyways, given what her intentions for it had been it made sense. It had only two legs with which to walk, and the legs were much like those of a dinosaurs, with two joints, one a knee, and the other in reverse, leading to a clawed foot. Oddly, its hands were not clawed, thought there did appear to be tiny sensitive hairs on the tips of each finger. Shorter, but similar, hairs covered much of its head. It had no visible face, due to the hairs, which vibrated slightly, they appeared to be used as some kind of sensory apparatus.

Oddly, despite its bizarre appearance, the way it moved was gentle and fluid as it approached the first two civilians. Its hands reached out and its fingers grasped the devices that encircled their necks. Several moments passed, and then the collars 'toyified'. After another moment the collars became what appeared to be legos, which were then disassembled and thrown by her projection before it continued on to the next pair of civilians. Its work was slower than Margrave's, but the Tulpa was efficient and was working two at a time. While Evelyn hadn't meant to she had, due to sentiment, made her projection less effective than Margrave. Of course, its possession of additional powers didn't help much either.

As her projection worked and she kept a close eye on Eyeblight and her teammate, she suddenly realized something. Had she felt an unfamiliar power a moment ago? An honest frown creased her brow as she glanced up at the ceiling of the storm drain, as if she could look through the concrete to where the hostages and her team were. 'Wait...what?' she thought, her mind rushing through information her projection had given her only moments earlier.

Altered state. Elemental. Movement focus.

Her frown deepened. Were there any local players that might be here, now, with a power like that? She almost wished that she hadn't manifested her projection now, because so long as it was like that...well, it couldn't give her additional data and since her scan had been only cursory she was lucky to have even as much information as she did.

Damn...if only she had spent more time studying local capes. That thought in mind, she opened her mouth to relay the information to Sonar. Maybe he would know who it was.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

I'll post with Evelyn after BC posts with Messiah (when they get to it as is said above) :)

Adam Philip's Totally Legit Laboratory For The Science!

Argent McAllister

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There he stood in his personal study, a room that had formerly been a community space, which he had taken over not by asking people to get out, or to allow it to him, but by adorning it with the most advanced security measures their world had to offer including, but not limited to a fingerprint pad, an eye scanner, a measuring scale, a DNA test, passcode, numeric lock, several advanced padlocks, a dial mechanism or five, voice verification, a bioengineered 'guard beast,' a specialized, adaptive personality and background test, a highly advanced virtual intelligence, and a quantum recognition system.

The only downside to the security measures was that it took him about 5-10 minutes to enter his study every single time, which while vexing, was worth the personal space, security, and isolation from the insular minds of his...decidedly less science-minded compatriots. He shuddered and then spat upon the ground, one of his drones cleaning up the mess .003 seconds after it had been made. Turning his attention away from his terrible employer and "fellow." employees, Argent McAllister walked across the room and then began interacting with a holographic keyboard, his fingers zooming over it with inhuman efficiency. Two seconds passed and there were eight paragraphs written on the display, which upon the finishing of the final sentence opened several windows. McAllister swapped between them, checking the status of various projects of his, some of them outsourced at other labs where he operated them remotely with a variety of highly advanced robots.

Pulling away he looked out the window and, judging by the angle of light entering the window, he could tell it was about time for him to--UGHHH--associate with the rest of the staff. Though, more importantly, for him to check up on the three ongoing experiments of his that he hadn't outsourced.

Walking to the door he punched a series of codes, setting the system up to monitor his location and status, as well as to notify him of any impending threats of possible breaches in security, not to mention status reports on his various projects. As he exited the room, he stopped for a moment to take stock of his belongings before glancing almost longingly back at his study before the door was closed.

Once he'd gotten a good look of its comforting aesthetic he turned his eyes away and snapped his fingers. In response, all of his security measures slipped into place, the guard beast rising out from the floor, where it was held in place by several stasis beams a cage, and a series of chains.

It was such a wonderfully monstrous beast

Moving on Argent went downstairs to the first floor, the sound of the disgusting ork's roar reaching him easily. Seconds before it occured his ears were covered by what looked like headphones while he braced himself on the stairs. When the tremors had passed he continued down and then through the hall, seeking out their joke of a boss 'Adam Philip'. Finding him reading a fucking doctor seuss book, at which Argent scoffed with great derision, the scientist cleared his throat loudly to get the man's attention, before he spoke.

Once he had the man's attention he began, "Why aren't you in the lab working on the experiments or looking over data here?" While it was a question, it almost sounded like the arrogant Argent was trying to order Philip to do those very things. He glanced around the room, his normal--almost permanently--scowl forming on his features as he did. He snapped his fingers twice, then tapped his wristband. In response several hundred minuscule nanobots erupted from the cracks in the walls and floors and got started with cleaning the place up and organizing things properly.

He did this...EVERY FUCKING DAY when Philip arrived. It was ludicrous, he was NOT a janitor, but nonetheless he could not STAND how the place looked...let alone smelled after a day's work. "Furthermore, why are you reading Dr. Seuss of all things?! It is a child's book and you are certainly NOT a child, Mr. Philip," as he said the man's name, he glared at him, clearly perturbed to find his "boss" slacking off yet-a-fucking-gain. He was at the end of his rope with the man, and it showed.

It was particularly apparent when he accidentally--and subconsciously--commanded some of the nanobots to deconstruct one of the legs of Adam's chair. AFter all, the nanobots were, first and foremost, linked to Argent's consciousness.

Yoshua's Character Storage Mark VII

Atsumi-kijo Tatasuko

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Biographical Info

Name: Atsumi-kijo(Profound siren) Tatasuko.
Alias:
Nicknames: Sumi.
Gender: Female.
Age Appearance:
Race: Plus-->Shinigami.
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Capabilities

Reiryoku –

Reiatsu –

Zanjutsu Novice –

Hakuda Master –

Kido Novice –

Hoho Master –

Specialized Perception:

Key: Name of Skill - Rank needed to learn
Seated level - Proficient
Lieutenant level - Expert
Captain level - Master
Forbidden level - A Skill only a select few Captains know.

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Zanpakuto

Zanpakuto Spirit Personality:

Zanpakuto Spirit & Inner World:

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Adam Philip's Totally Legit Laboratory For The Science!

Argent McAllister

Hider

Personality: "I am the doctor, the surgeon, the man behind the mask, the man behind the curtain, a diamond in the rough, a pearl wrought from the beach of scientific discovery. I am confidence, I am intelligence, I am mastery and diligence. I am Argent McAllister, and you will bow before me."
History: Argent grew up in a family of wealth, his mother an experienced doctor and surgeon, his father a scientist, and his two much older siblings, Galliger and Katherine McAllister having taken up their own pursuits, with the former becoming a master among architects and craftsmen, and his sister leading the world of fine art and music it was said that he was simply DESTINED for greatness.

They were right.

Of course, despite their correctness, Argent has been reduced to working at some back alley establishment. Adam Phillips something or other, he thinks it was called. He didn't bother to remember the name, because it wouldn't have it for long. But yeah, due to his absolutely shitstock attitude every other lab in the world has refused to employ him.

They're going to regret it though.

Capabilities: Argent is not just a savant, but he is an outright super genius, with a mind capable of capturing the very essence of any task, no matter how advanced, nor how menial. He is knowledgeable in all sciences of note and he is also a powerful alchemist.

He plays a mean fiddle too.

He's got dextrous hands, sufficient muscle and bodily awareness and control that he could extricate a needle from a haystack, without touching the hay. He's got 2000/2000 vision, allowing him to see literally anything, but he does have some weaknesses.

Firstly, he's literally allergic to the idea of stupidity, so much so that being around it can cause a severe allergic reaction that could render him immobile for weeks. He's also a conceited asshole with practically no empathy. Blame it on his parents for raising him to disregard feelings in favor of cold logic and facts, resulting in a total lack of normal human empathy and the development of HIGHLY sociopathic and narcissistic tendencies. Seriously, don't get on his bad side.

Items: Psh, he's got what he needs.

Adam Philip's Totally Legit Laboratory For The Science!

Argent McAllister

Hider

Personality: "I am the doctor, the surgeon, the man behind the mask, the man behind the curtain, a diamond in the rough, a pearl wrought from the beach of scientific discovery. I am confidence, I am intelligence, I am mastery and diligence. I am Argent McAllister, and you will bow before me."
History: Argent grew up in a family of wealth, his mother an experienced doctor and surgeon, his father a scientist, and his two much older siblings, Galliger and Katherine McAllister having taken up their own pursuits, with the former becoming a master among architects and craftsmen, and his sister leading the world of fine art and music it was said that he was simply DESTINED for greatness.

They were right.

Of course, despite their correctness, Argent has been reduced to working at some back alley establishment. Adam Phillips something or other, he thinks it was called. He didn't bother to remember the name, because it wouldn't have it for long. But yeah, due to his absolutely shitstock attitude every other lab in the world has refused to employ him.

They're going to regret it though.

Capabilities: Argent is not just a savant, but he is an outright super genius, with a mind capable of capturing the very essence of any task, no matter how advanced, nor how menial. He is knowledgeable in all sciences of note and he is also a powerful alchemist.

He plays a mean fiddle too.

He's got dextrous hands, sufficient muscle and bodily awareness and control that he could extricate a needle from a haystack, without touching the hay. He's got 2000/2000 vision, allowing him to see literally anything, but he does have some weaknesses.

Firstly, he's literally allergic to the idea of stupidity, so much so that being around it can cause a severe allergic reaction that could render him immobile for weeks. He's also a conceited asshole with practically no empathy. Blame it on his parents for raising him to disregard feelings in favor of cold logic and facts, resulting in a total lack of normal human empathy and the development of HIGHLY sociopathic and narcissistic tendencies. Seriously, don't get on his bad side.

Items: Psh, he's got what he needs.

The Prophecy

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