[System]
Gender: Female

Age: 22

Appearance:Sierra has dark skin, long black hair, and critical red eyes. She wears plain workman's clothing and chooses utility over style or fashion. (I tried to go with a more 'classic' Harvest Moon art style)

Birth Date: Fall 30

Occupation: Miner

Personality:Sierra has been described as someone with a 'mind of metal and wheels', though that is not to say that she has a heart of stone. Sierra simply desires practicality and efficiency, which may come off as a need to control. She lives a simple life, feeling that excess dulls the mind and weakens the body. Sierra shows care through action instead of words, so while she's terrible at comforting people, she may attempt to solve their problem or simply do chores around their house for them. She derives self-worth from being useful to others. She secretly, and not-so-secretly, judges others positively based on their usefulness and negatively based on their extravagance, and doesn't trust those who are rich or have lived a comfortable life. Sierra believes that the prosperity of Willow's Valley lies under the earth rather than above it and seeks to find a motherlode in the mines. Sierra doesn't believe in the Harvest Goddess, or the supernatural. Sierra is also something of a penny-pincher having lived a relatively poor life. She likes simple foods that give her long-lasting energy and foods that don't spoil. She often conflates enjoyment and decoration with decadence and opulence.
Likes:* Rice balls
* Butter
* Cooking oil
* Bread
* Potatoes
* Corn
* Salted fish
* Hard boiled eggs
* Milk
* Cheese
* Pickles
* Preserved foods
* Jams
* Sandwiches
* All ores and gems
* Cool and cold days

Dislikes:* Sweets, particularly light, fluffy pastries
* Fresh fruits
* Fresh vegetables
* Fresh fish
* All flowers and grasses
* Hot and warm days

History:Sierra was born in another town. Sierra's father used to be the foreman of the town's mine. A series of unfortunate cave-ins and accidents as well as a sudden inability to locate rich ore deposits led to the mine being deemed exhausted and subsequently shut down. When Sierra was 10, the Hamilton's moved to the city where Sierra's father became a factory worker, while her mother became a teacher, though previously she had been a homemaker. In her hometown, Sierra had been able to spend plenty of time with both parents, but in the city, they needed to both have jobs to support the high cost of living. Sierra felt neglected and kept to herself, blaming the mine's closure for her misfortune and the exhaustion she saw in both her parents' attempts at trying to earn a living wage. Upon graduating high school, Sierra took hard labor jobs to help contribute to the family, knowing they didn't have enough to send her to college. One day, her parents surprised her with some money that they had been saving up. They remembered how much happier she was in the town where she was born, and they had saved this money so that she could start a new life and make her way in the world. They convinced her that they made enough to take care of themselves, and that Sierra deserved a chance at freedom from the city and to see the world. She first went back to her hometown and saw that it had been more-or-less abandoned. Asking around, it turned out that it had fallen on hard times, and when large corporations moved in to develop it, the citizens said, 'no' because they wanted to keep it natural. The corporations left the town to its own devices, but it eventually started losing business and population started dwindling. Sierra then turned towards Willow's Valley, hoping that she could strike it rich in the mountain, save her parents from the city, and let them retire in peace, comfort and dignity.
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Reina breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily the young girl didn't seem too annoyed by Bruno's playful antics. She had almost forgotten how forgiving and nice people were in Willow Valley, especially in comparison to the city she had been living in.

"I'm Reina." She gently set Bruno down and shortened his leash a bit so he couldn't climb on top of the girl again. "It's nice to meet you!" She smiled and outstretched her hand for a handshake. "I don't think I've seen you around here either.." She paused to think, then laughed a bit, "Then again, I've mostly been locked up remodelling my dad's old pub, so I've barely seen anyone lately."

Bruno let out a little whimper, pulling against the leash in another direction and staring at a curly haired man who was nearby helping out other shopkeepers. Clearly, Bruno was bored and wanted a new friend to play with now. Reina briefly glanced in the direction Bruno stared, noticing the man she recognized as Fabron Smith. She had grown up with him here in Willow Valley, but it had been a long time since they had spoken. She wondered if he remembered her.

Turning back to the girl in front of her, she smiled, "Hey, if you're of drinking age, you should come check out the Raven & Bard tonight! It's the grand reopening!" She grinned with pride, "Or," She finally took a moment to assess if the girl actually looked like she could legally drink. "you could stop by to enjoy the live music. We have a band playing tonight and most night's it'll be an open mic for anyone."

[Assistant]
Fabron Smith

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 "Thank you Fabron!"
 "We appreciate your assistance. Thank you so much!"
 "You're very generous with your efforts, Fabron. You're welcome any time during the festival hours!"
 Seeing those delighted faces helped Fabron work a grin on his face, followed by gentle laughter that bopped the brunette's head out of internal habit. The smile of the face from those whom he had helped. It is the most beautiful sight to behold upon a small remote village. A sign that his work and effort will always be appreciated--but most importantly-- a sign that he was at home. His side turned and strode over closer towards the coastline where he allowed the breeze to kiss his bronze cheeks and waves of water to envelop his booted feet, just below the shin. The eyes gazed into the horizon, slowly panning from the left to right as if expecting if there would be fishes leaping out of the water. That would be a great spot to fish.
 Speaking of fishing...
 A glint of light. So fine that he'd almost miss it if he hadn't any experience with fishing. A line was cast and the emeralds saw by the pier a couple of girls on the side and a brave Mudi puppy gazing directly at his aura, clearly interested in what he had to offer for play. Fabron didn't mind dogs or cats-- so long as they weren't in the workshop. The workshop poses too many risks for domestic pets.
 There is a set of stairs nearby the side of the pier and he made a last-minute decision to see what was up with the girls and to see if she had caught any fish... Or play with the dog. His pace was sure and steady. The closer he got towards the girls and the puppy, the more excited it seems to become and the clearer were the identity of those girls with a pleasant surprise.
 "That's..." His thought paused and out comes a shout; "Rei!"
 What previously was a casual stride quickly become an overjoyed sprint across the wooden planks which sent strong vibrations and distinct thunk sounds as his feet planted firmly to anchor his momentum forward and promptly arrived his destination.
 "My God! Its been years!" He pulls her in for an affectionate hug, smothering her over the slightly-damp shirt he was wearing. "When did you come back?" He noticed the leash that was attached to her hands that prevented the puppy from storming off into the distance. "That's your dog too?" He released Reina from his grips and leaned forward with his hands resting his knees looking at the puppy intently. "Hello there little guy! How you doin'? Being a good boy aren't ya?" He lowered himself further and carefully to decrease his overall size and offered a hand forward to introduce himself to the puppy.

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"My watch must be back by a little."- he said as he checked his open wrist which certainly head no watch in it then he looked up and gave a laugh while rubbing the back of his head with a hand. But to be fair, this was the earliest he has ever gone to church in his time on this village.

"Yes, I was just on my way when I noticed a lost sheep in need of the guidance of God."- he said the last part in a mock fashion.
"Well that's just what my father would have said anyway. But still, will you join us for the service this day? There is wine testing in the end and I bought a couple of 30 year old barrels just for this occasion."

Later after finishing the conversation with her..

The Bishop enters the church where people are waiting him. Not many of them as they are busy with making preparations for the festivities, not that he cares as he doesn't expect nor make it mandatory to come here, not that he could. Some people acknowledge him, as he walks down to the altar, by saying "Father" and he responds with a courtly nod. He has put up a large poster of the harvest goddess in front of the Jesus statue, completely covering it out of view. He walks behind the the podium that is made of white stone decorated with golden linings and crosses, he turns his back on the people behind him and puts his hand on his inner pocket of the robe subtly taking out his vaping kit and taking a few whiffs. He blows the smoke downward so it isn't visible from behind and turns around only when he hears a dry cough permeating the quiet church. He turns back to the others and puts his hand over his mouth as he clears his throat once.
"We are all gathered here today in honor, in respect of the Harvest Goddess. Yes this is a festivity but the origins of such events are what make them special so it is of the utmost importance.."-he said the last word while raising his right hand slightly-"to know and constantly remember the origins of days such as this."
He had a rough idea of the history of the goddess and how it all originated..searched it up on google besides* reading about it in some books found at the library. Not much information to begin with except one story that everyone knew but has started to be forgotten.
"Hundreds of years ago, when the people that made this village moved here, the land was dry, rain time was rare and the animals few. Many people tried to make this land habitable and all of them failed. The well that was dug ran dry after a few days. The crops that were planted withered and died only after a few nights and the animals that the villagers brought with them when they moved to this land were on their way to starving to death. One day, a young girl came to the village's doorstep. Her hair was white as snow, her skin fair and her eyes were a jade green. An otherworldly creature indeed set aside from the others by her beauty alone, and as they were to find out, also by her kindness and generosity."-he ended while taking only a moment's pause before continuing.
"This visitor came to the village and saw a crying woman with a child in her hands. She asked the woman what was wrong and the woman replied that they had gone days without water and she feared for the well being of her child. As soon as she heard this the young girl put her hand on the woman's face and collected a tear that was falling from her eye. The girl then went to the well and dropped the tear in. No sooner she had done this the ground shook and trembled, getting everyone out of their houses only for them to witness the pillar of water that emerged from the well."- taking another deep breath he then continued.
"Seeing the people happy and full of hope pull a smile on the girl's face and with that smile she continued to the outskirts of the village where a man, far from the commotion in the village lay kneeled on the ground, a fistful of dirt on one hand and a bagged seed on the other. She asked the man what troubled his heart as he told her of his story. How he moved from his previous home because his daughter had passed away. She found joy in nature and always wanted to help it grow. The seed he was holding in his hand was the one his daughter found just before she passed on. The man had hoped to plant the seed in his new home so that her memory may never be forgotten. The young girl approached the man and took the seed which the man gave reluctantly. He watched in silence as the girl planted the seed on the ground and not a moment later a whole forest lay before them. The forest surrounded the whole village as lush greenery took over the desert wasteland. The first tree that anyone saw when they entered the forest was the biggest one, one that had the face of the man's daughter on the front. The man's eyes filled with tears as he took the girl's hand on his own while tears streamed down his face. Thank you, he said on and on before moving on to his daughter's tree."-2/3 way done, one more part.
"The young girl then went further away from the village into the forest that she had just created. There she spotted a young boy playing by himself in the wild. He seemed happy and eager to enjoy this newly created miracle all to himself but then he fell to the ground and adored a sad face. Why the sad face, she asked the boy. He responded by showing her his drawings in the ground. Figures of many animals and birds. He said that everything was quiet and he felt lonely. To that, the young girl put a hand over the boy's and pressed it on the drawing of a bird. Lifting both their hands a bird appeared to the boy's amazement. The bird flew upwards to the sky where hundreds of other birds came down from the clouds as they made the forest their new home. Along with the birds came the insects as the forest felt alive again and many other animals. The boy watched the girl and with an innocent smile thanked her before running off to play."- and with that he was done.
"This is the story of the Goddess of Harvest. One that our people should know and never forget. Stories like these give meaning to and make days special. Whether you believe it or not, it is a fact that on this day, many years ago, everything took a turn for the better for our ancestors. This may also be considered as a day of new beginnings."- all and all this whole service took about 10+ minutes.
"Now that we're done with that...how about some drinks!"- and on that note a couple of men and women cheered. Hell, the only reason they came might've been just to taste the wine.
The Bishop signaled one of the young priests to open the casks and fill everyone a glass. He let the barrel open if they wanted more.

[Assistant]
Sierra couldn't believe she had sat through the entirety of the childish fairy tale that passed for a sermon. And to make matters weirder, the priest was breaking out the booze. Sierra couldn't help but smirk at that, at least the bishop had a sense of humor. Still, Sierra was a no-alcohol sort of person, believing that the spirit dulled the mind and squelched work ethic. Some would say that Sierra was too stiff and didn't know how to socialize or engage in revelry, and well, they would be right.

There was still work to be done, but there was no point starting until the majority of these church-goers got back out and began making requests for help, so Sierra decided to just loiter and people watch.


[System]
Age: 16
Occupation: High School Student
Appearance:

Personality:
Kai is an odd contradiction of personality traits which could be described as samurai delinquent. While he is a delinquent and has rough mannerisms, he is now very calm, collected, and disciplined, coming off much older than his age.
Background:
Kai Asakura was born as the heir to the Asakura dojo, a dojo that teaches a martial arts style known as "The Way That Qwells the Seas and Silences the Storm." The Asakura dojo was a very strict and traditional dojo, which caused Kai to fall into delinquency during middle school and used his martial arts prowess to terrorize anyone in his way.

Though one day he saw a classmate being bullied by another student, normally he would have just ignored it and moved on, though the bullying student had pissed him off earlier, so Kai punched him out. Turns out the other student was being bullied over his hobby of Gunpla Battle and his Gunpla smashed to pieces by the bullying student. Kai gave a bit of his curiosity towards the now broken plastic model, which caused the bullied to reveal that he was quite a blabbermouth and rapidly talked about Gunpla and the Gundam series which cause Kai to be caught up in the student's pace and caused him to be dragged over to Team Alexander, a competitive Gunpla team. There he was introduced to Team Alexander's leader and 1st pilot, who introduced him to Gunpla battle and convinced the now more interested Kai to join up with Team Alexander. With his skills as a martial artist translating rather well to Gunpla Battle, he became the team's 3rd pilot.

It was in Team Alexander that Kai truly enjoyed himself and the three-man team gained some fame as they won several local tournaments and grew from 3 members to 6. The leader had even lofter ideas and they joined the regional tournament, where everything would fall apart. They had won the tournament and it was there that they caught the eye of a Global level team, who was looking for new talents from the regional to the national level. They contacted Team Alexander with an offer to raise the team to even greater heights, though this came with a condition, Team Alexander would be absorbed into the other team. The Team was split, on one side there were the ones who wanted to have a quick ride up to the Global level, on the other side there were the ones who didn't want the team to lose its identity and autonomy and those who wanted to stop as they thought winning regionals was good enough. They all collectively decided to settle it with a Gunpla battle, it would be between Kai who would represent the side that wanted to reject the offer and the leader who would represent the side that wanted to accept. They had a battle and Kai lost, however, it was quickly discovered that the leader had hacked into the Gunpla Battle system beforehand and cheated.

The team was furious, it was decided by all members that the fairest way to decide was with a match, but the leader decided to ignore that all for the sake of their greed. This act caused the team to break apart and Team Alexander was dissolved, with every member going their separate ways. Since then he's been mostly a sort of Gunpla Wanderer, whispered quietly in some back alley arcade as a sort of Gunpla Reaper that would tear apart your Gunpla using only rentals and straight builds.

Piloting Ability: (10 Max)
- Battle sense: 5
- Perception: 4
- Mechanical knowledge: 1
Other Skills, Abilities, and Resources: Kai is an excellent pilot, however, he has very little experience with Gundam and Gunpla building as such he doesn't have a "Main Gunpla" starting out, due to it current being damaged and he didn't have the means to repair it.
Name: TA-X-413 Turn-XCEED Gundam
Model: Turn-X
Stats: 28
-Power: 8
-Defense: 5
-Mobility: 8
-Energy Output: 7
Description: A unit built for Kai and Souji Kiryu's masterpiece, The Turn-XCEED is a heavily modified Turn-X redesigned for close quarter combat, made with the design concept to exceed and defeat a million Gunpla, the main builder Souji poured everything he had into making this unit.

It's main system is the XCEED system, an upgraded RG system. When it detects Assimilation is being used the XCEED Absorber will go into overdrive and gather Particles from around and into the frame of the Gundam significantly increasing it's performance. When using this system, the vent on it's head will emit excess energy to prevent it from overheating, creating a luminescent plume.

Turn-XCEED being based on the Turn-X, it still retains the ability to split and have the individual parts be maneuvered around, as well as the I-field and it's regeneration ability. It also can transform into 3 other forms, a butterfly like Mobile Armor by switching it's legs and arms for high aerial maneuverability, switching the side parts of the Abdomen Weapons platform it can transform into a scorpion like mobile armor for underwater combat, and by switching the Abdomen parts with it's legs it can turn into a beetle like shelling mode.

XCEED Absorber:
The butterfly shaped X on its chest is an upgraded Power Absorber using Sei's absorb system, which allows it to absorb beams and convert beams into energy when they disperse against the I-field.

Twin Fusion Crushers:
Gauntlets attached to both arms of the Gunpla. These are slimed down versions of the Fusion and Manipulator redesigned to resemble the God Gundam's finger protectors and have . They can be used like the original manipulator allowing them to fire beams, create a beam saber and use the "Shining Finger." The only part that was removed was the Grappling wire, which has been replaced with the ability to generate a beam cloth for use in grappling.

Mega Particle Cannons:
Like the Turn-X the Turn-XCEED is equipped with Mega Particle Cannons throughout its body, it can use it's I-field to curve the beams for a more focused barrage. The Ones equipped on it's Leg and feet can link up to form a beam blade between them for kicking attacks.

Gigant Cannons:
More powerful Particle Cannons equipped in the back of the legs, they can also create a very powerful beam saber for a kick strike.

Variable Beam Vulcans:
Beam Guns Equipped to the head at the V fin, giving the head some offensive capabilities. It is able to change between vulcans for soft targets and a focused beam for hard targets.

"Tengoku and Chikyu" Butterfly Blades:
A pair of Liberta Swords which can either coat themselves in Moonlight Butterfly Nanomachines or Ionized energy to disable opponents. It also uses technology from the Turns to overcome the weaknesses of the Shinguru blade technology, it uses Nanomachines to quickly reset the edge and an I-field movement system to deal with the weight and allows it to be used as bits. They can be attached to each other handle to handle, which compresses and increases the power of the Moonlight Butterfly cladding.

"Luna and Sol" Butterfly Rifle:
A pair of revolver style short barreled rifles with Shinguru blades down the handles, the handguns have three firing settings, a bullet made from compressed Nano Skin, a blast of nanomachines, or an Ionized blast for disabling, all of which are accelerated using I-fields. The Shinguru blades also use Turn technology to overcome their weaknesses, while it can't clad itself, this allows it to be used as bits and move around. The weapons can be combined together to create a bow like weapon.

Ballistic Magnum:
Team Alexander's signature weapons. It's a solid shot magnum with an Armor Schneider attached under the barrel. The Armor Scheider can be fired like a ballistic knife and then detonated. It is stored in the main section of the Abdomen Weapon Platform.

Abdomen Weapon Platform:
Made of three parts all on smaller arms attached to the waist of the Turn-XCEED the central part contains another I field generator and can be used as a shield, while the left and right parts have more standardised Fusion and Manipulators for combat wires included. These parts also have sections to hold Luna and Sol and Tengoku and Chikyu. The blades of the held weapons can also be emitted to create a crab like claw.

Moonlight Butterfly:
Uses Nanomachines to create butterfly-like wings that can break down man made materials into sand.

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Blake turned around and said," there you are! Get over here." He then launched the winged gundam forward with his own beam saber he blocked the others beam attack to and looked at the other gunpla. He chuckled a bit as he kicked the other back and he flew back a few feet. He smiled and thought to himself,' good a battle, alright wing zero let's do this.'

Blake said," that was your brother? Interesting didn't even know what hit him." He looks at the other gunpla he just floating there, he pointed his beam saber at him and said," you think your a match for me and wing zero? Come on then!" He then launched forward, pulling out his second beam saber as he got closer to the only astray left on the field.

[Assistant]
Lion

The moment Riku was through the canyon entrance, he slowed his Gunpla and double checked his energy levels. Just under 80%, which he had to guess was a bit more than where Seo was at due to going directly from one engagement to another without taking any time to recharge. That combined with entering combat in a zone his Gunpla would have a disadvantage in would hopefully be his undoing by the end of this. Statistically speaking, the Alvaaron was technically a superior machine compared to the Leo - especially thanks to it's anti-beam coating and GN Field effectively rendering the Leo's Beam Cannons next to useless against it. So Riku needed to play his cards right.

Luckily, he knew the Alvaaron's GN Field needed to consume particle energy reserves in order to be deployed. So if Riku could force Seo to burn enough of his energy reserves, that would at least nullify or reduce the effectiveness of the GN Field. As for the coating, well, there wasn't much Riku could do about that, but thankfully all his other weapons were ballistic rather than beam type, so that could serve as a workaround.

After turning his Leo around to face the entrance he had just come through, Riku could see Seo's Alvaaron approaching fast. Like before, his next maneuver required timing. Unlike before, he'd potentially face a severe punish if he got this wrong. He readied the missile pods mounted on his Leo's legs, but didn't fire them until just as the Avaaron would make it through the entrance. However, Riku wasn't aiming for the Alvaaron - at least not directly. No, he had locked into the canyon walls on either side. His shot would hopefully trigger a rock slide directly over Seo as he made his entrance.

Unfortunately Riku didn't have time to watch the aftermath of his attack unfold. Instead he redirected power to the thrusters and once again made his way deeper into the canyon.

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Lion @Shiyonichi

There Jun was, the thrill of battle rushing through his body as he faced off against three foes. Then a certain someone in a Red Zaku interrupted his fun. They even had the guts to take a shot at himself. However, watching the assailant make its entrance and attacks brought Jun enough time to react with a move of his own. The Captain Miracle removed the easily accessible Buster Gun from it's side and activated it's thrusters. The Gunpla slid across the surface in a half-circle around the Zaku, evading the machine gun fire at a hair's breath.

"Those moves,....Kai Asakura! Hey don't get in the way, I had them just where I wanted!" Jun stated angrily, he had thought back on Kai's battle that he had seen earlier this morning and thought they were familiar. "Dammit, now they're gonna get away! This is all your fault!" he looked at one of his monitors and caught sight of the three GN-Xs and the Graze leaving the scene.

Jun clenched his teeth in frustration, he was caught between wanting to take down Kai and taking on the group that was escaping. Without waiting, the Captain Miracle charged forward, weaving left and right in it's pursuit as it fired it's blaster multiple times at the Red Zaku. At the same time he was readying the Zamber in his other hand to slash at Kai once he closed the distance. "Well, the best solution is to just take you down first and then get rid of them afterwards! Yeah!! That's definitely the best challenge to take on!!"

[Assistant]
Kai turned as the Crossbone made it half circle to prevent it from flanking him. In a contrast to Jun energetic movement dodged the beam shots with the minimal amount of movements weaving through the beam barrage by moving an inch to the right or left allowing it to pass by hit in a narrow miss as he did a tight zigzag forwards, as he seemed to have intended to finish this in melee battle as he put his machine gun back and seemed to reach for his heat hawk...

Only that was a feint.

The Zaku suddenly kicked the ground sending a wave of wet sand fly at Jun to blind him, using the opening the Zaku flicked his shoulder putting the Bazooka at it's side and detaching a Bazooka clip from the shoulder shield which went fly upwards before being caught by the other hand of the Zaku which quickly put it into place in a single smooth motion, turning the usual four second reload into a second and a half.

The Red Zaku jumped up to create space to fire the Bazooka at Jun. Then using the recoil and the Zaku thrusters to boost himself further upward to get to a vantage point for a juicier target, the retreating G-NXs, they were currently dragging their injured comrade away meaning they were closer and clustered together and they were also slowed down and now where focusing on Naoki who went to chase them down. Kai grabbed on to the Bazooka with both arms to stabilize his shot before firing, with full intent to finish them off.


[System]
Age: 18

Appearance: Rock n Roll

Arcana: Hanged Man

Build: 6'7"/114Kg
Personality: He is a thorough survivor. No matter the odds and no matter the enemies, he finds a way to live another day. For a life steeped in self-defense at an early age, he is still quite astute a student. Always near the top with his grades, it is after-school that he involves himself in a struggle of survival. All the while the failing health of his mother and a young sister compounding his struggle manifold. He is trained to look after himself and those he loves and no matter the odds or the sacrifices he'll see this through.

Background: Being a Gaijin in a strangely xenophobic environment isn't much good for a child. And when you are naturally as close to a bear things get ugly quickly. Born to a mixed couple in the high streets of Tokyo, Alexei hadn't hoped to get a life he got. After his father got killed in a building accident, Alexei all of 7 years was left alone to look after an ailing mother suffering from added dose of depression and a young sister he had to protect. The fact that he excelled in a strict academic system being an outsider was somewhat a cause of displeasure amongst his so called friends. As he hadn't paid heed to budding envy that sowly transformed to hate about the time the family fortune slowly trickled out of the coffers to look after his family.

So young Alexei, took various oddjobs to earn what little he could and help in anyway he can. He took over his mother's trade account, a gift from his foresighted father and at an early age began to study the share-market as closely he can. He knew whatever jobs he did will only barely scrape them through, it was the money from transactions in the shares that will be the major chunk. He also took upon the cleaning duties of the house and his mother since they couldn't afford help from outside.

Then came the decision of shifting to a cheaper locale with an accessible hospital, His sister's good education and development of hobbies and other such things. All the while, the fires that stoked envy in his contemporaries grew stronger. Then an incident happened. Heavily labored as he was, he now had to fight for his skin and his family's. As his sister was the mode to get a decent hit on him. Her Karate instructor, a brother of his classmate tried to molest her and though like many victims she tried to hide it, Alexei sniffed it out.

Heartbreak was followed by a bout of insane wrath as he flew into his dojo and beat the man into a bloody pulp, making more enemies on the way. This meant that it was judicious to leave town and thus, the Dragunovs came to Warakuma. Learning from his experience, he trains himself in jiujitsu at the local dojo, juggles gym, works in a construction company as part-time, manages the account of his mother and is the nanny to his sister along with being subjected to strange dreams and a long nosed Russian.

Equipment/Skills: pack of Luckies, keys to bike, wrist wraps and a zippo.

Persona: Prometheus - Prometheus was one of the Titans to side with Zeus and his siblings in the great war against the Titans, the original occupiers of Mount Olympus. When Zeus won the war and banished Prometheus' brethren to Tartarus for eternity, Prometheus and his brother Epimethius were given the task of populating the earth with creations. Epimetheus, who created the beasts of the world, gave his creations all of the gifts that could be bestowed, leaving Prometheus with nothing to give to Humanity. To compensate, Prometheus stole fire from Mount Olympus, incurring Zeus' wrath. However, it wasn't until he taught mankind how to trick the gods that he was given his ultimate punishment. Chained to a rock for all time, his liver was eaten every day by a great eagle sent by Zeus. Immortal, he could never die and his liver would regrow. And so he suffered, until the Greek hero Herakles freed him from his torment during the course of his famous Twelve Labors.

Appearance:

Abilities: Agi, Makatranda

Non-Persona Users

Name: Sagat Shrichapan
Age: 17
Build: 6'1"/ 89kgs
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Backstory: The tall dark guy who was mostly avoided of the aura he gave off. Sagat didn't have many friends in Yokohama where his family had lived for three generations. So when the offer of a possible opportunity of taking over a Thai restaurant came to his father, Sagat had hardly anything to lose from the shift. Warakuma was a silent pocket in the interior of Japan and though the people didn't give a oppressive xenophobic feeling like in his birthplace, many people still avoided him. With no underground scene to keep himself busy he took up the charge of server in the restaurant his father was planning of overtaking.

Trained in Muay Boran from a young age, he is a dangerous and belligerent fighter in the ring, his personality changing a lot within the four ropes. He was famous as the 'Daitengu of Yokohama' in the underground circuit back at his birthplace. He has come to Warakuma to change the pace somewhat.

Name: Inoue Matsuhita
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Build: 5'8"/ 59Kg

Backstory: Growing up Inoue was the fat girl that most her classmates made fun off, it gave her a serious complex of her appearance. When in Junior school she tried joining the martial arts club to improve herself she was mocked and mistreated for her bulging girth. Her pride wounded and self confidence down the drain, she came home crying and swore to not go school again. After a few days of constant convincing her mother finally changed the little girl's heart and as an added bonus found her a coach.

Seiji Mitsuhara, was a man of few words and even fewer things to lose. He was a martial artist who had fallen on bad days as he had gone bankrupt by his agent's swindling and was in dumps. When Inoue's mother approached with a earnest request, he thought he could make enough buck to live a average life. He moved to Warakuma and began his mission to transform Inoue.

Little by little as a mallet forges a fine blade Seiji remade Inoue, a prodigy hidden under all that lard. Four years of home schooling and a regimen that made her cough sweat out of her lungs he unleashed her in the Middle school tournament. Her final fight lasted a record one minute and with it her confidence and pride was restored. With a knowledge that those who mocked her could never be where she is and they'd always find a way to show her down she stopped giving a fuck.

She kept on training and slowly her ambition grew, the gruesome world of MMA being on her list next. Her intense home training continued but now she had company at school, two guys who were as far from the norm as oil to water.

[User]
Manor of Creation - Mirror World
10/5/2015 Sunday

"It'll be fine... As long you know how to use your Persona...", he responded. Her face plus the whip was a clashing image. One one hand cute, the other hand sadistic... Well at the very least she's quite eager to tackle this dungeon. That was a plus, high morale, maybe it'll balance out Matthew's up and coming fear. Once the party was ready, they headed on in.

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Manor of Creation - First Floor
10/5/2015 Sunday

As they stepped into the manor, they looked around and it was... Well-kept. Huh. The floors were clean, the carpet was pristine and it was a semi-bright lighting from the chandelier above the entrance hall. The walls were however, adorned with pictures. Caricatures and silhouettes filled them, the people within were not identifiable at all, but you can clearly tell who and what the characters were. It seemed to be telling a story, and as they followed it with their eyes, they would realize it was like a comic strip of wall mounted paintings, telling the story as you walk down the hallway.

"Oho... Oh... This place isn't so ba-",

*THUD*

"AAAAAD NEVERMIND!", Matthew almost jumped from his position.

The door slammed shut behind them followed with sinister laughter. The voice was identified as a girl, but beyond the laugh, there was no more. No words... Like Chiaki's dungeon, it seemed this shadow had more presence over the entire dungeon than ones before her... Not to mention, this one seemed to control the dungeon too. This could get difficult.

"Well, let's do what we came here for", said Rui, keeping point. Leiko though seemed to be rather enthralled with the story along the wall, and seemed to be taking it in as they went, while Matthew shrunk to the far back of the party.

[Assistant]
Sieghardt Kasumi- Warakuma Public Library- May 10th

With the midterms coming up soon despite Sieg's parents constant various teachings and educational trips. Really just one educational lecture after the other, they still made him study up despite the fact that he could probably at this point give questions even the teacher had no answer for. So of course they drove him down to the library and gave him specific instruction to spend most of his day here studying. So even though he promised they still had a back up plan in the form of his various servant watching the exits. Just to make sure he doesn't walk away and say he was there most of the day. So walking into the building he got the books for the subject he would need most help with, that being the lovely world of science.

Taking the couple of book over to a table, he could easily make out a few students from Warakuma. One being Alekei that he saw at the drama club. To be fair it would be hard to miss someone that big at a drama club. At his table he heard a somewhat familiar voice helping this student out, he believed his name was Sato. He only had a bare minimum conversation with him, and that was when he dropped his papers everywhere. He himself couldn't help but look at the answer he helped on. "Hes correct." Sieg simply stated before looking back down at his notes and the textbooks.

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Kotori Shirohane - Warakuma Public Library | Sunday, May 10 2015

The library was rather crowded this day - unsurprisingly, seeing as the mid-terms were coming up and the library was the best place to study for them if one wanted to use more than just one's own textbooks. To that end, most of the library-goers happened to be students; their noses buried in books of various subject. Kotori also happened to be among them - standing before one shelf containing various books on English, she already held two in her arms whilst scanning the backs of those she had left standing to see if there were any others that might be of interest in her studies. Though she usually scored well enough, she still felt that it might be best to get a little extra outside input instead of just relying on the school textbooks - something she'd already done for the most of these last few days.

That, combined with her notes from classes was usually sufficient - but with the usual atmosphere around school when big tests came up, she still couldn't help but feel a little nervous too. Most of her classmates' topics of conversation came back to it sooner or later - at least those that were present, as she remembered that Akane had been absent both Friday and Saturday. Hoping the other girl hadden gotten a cold at such an inopportune time, Kotori took down one book from the upper-most shelf - one of the few times she was glad to be a little on the taller side, seeing as she didn't need to get on tip-toes to do so; if only barely - before opening it to glance over the table of contents to see whether it might be relevant. Shaking her head lightly when that turned out to not be the case, she put it back before deciding to make do with what she already had and looked around for an empty table to sit down at.

Doing so, she saw one or two classmates together with their friends poring over what looked like math books at one table. At another, a young man sat alone - Kotori's gaze quickly wandered on when she noticed the sharp-dressed man's scowl that seemed like he really didn't want to be here. Oddly enough, he hadn't been the first such person she'd seen about town - they seemed to have just popped up out of nowhere from one day to another. Looking further, she recognised a familiar, if mostly hidden face in Shizuka, her clubmate from Agriculture Club. She was just about to raise a hand in greeting when a boy stepped up behind her and spoke to her - it looked like she'd come with study partners as the boy at the same table looked up too. Rather than interrupt the three, she came to the conclusion that none of the nearby tables were empty - the final two were occupied by a blue-haired boy with a backpack at his side and, as she realised a moment later, another familiar student in the form of Alexei.

She was about to raise a hand in greeting a second time - when she stopped half-way as she remembered the rather odd sight that he'd been the last time she'd seen him in the Flowershop a few days ago. She still didn't know what that had been about - but not only was it now already a few days in the past, but she didn't exactly feel like it would be very appropriate to inquire about such a thing. Furthermore, he wasn't alone - beside him was another girl and they both seemed focused on their studies. Only at a second glance did Kotori notice that the girl's features had a distinction to them similiar to Alexei's that made it evident that she too wasn't from around here - which, given that he'd ordered flowers for both his mother and sister, made the conclusion that she was said sister an easy one.

Given that she didn't want to disturb any one those present in their studies but also needing a table to read on, Kotori decided on a seat at the Dragunov siblings' table; her hand lowered from its previously half-raised state as she approached the table, readjusting her glasses as she did. "Uhm..." she started, her voice even more quiet than usual given that they were in a library. "Is... this seat taken...?" Kotori asked, glancing between the two - whilst at the same time avoiding a direct greeting as she wasn't sure if it wouldn't be rude to either greet only one but not the other or embarassing instead if she had been wrong about the girl's identity after all.

[Assistant]
Alexei Dragunov | Warakuma Public Library | May 11th

It seemed that he did end up being the fool. He quickly settled down with his texts again, focusing on the text when a light whisper caught his attention. He turned to look at the familiar bespectacled form of his benefactor standing near him burdened by a few texts that she held comfortably.

"Ah! Kotori-chan." he said turning to stand up and move his material and chair a bit further to accommodate the new member of their table.

"Please, be my guest." he followed, pointing at the chair. Hearing the words, Elena too looked up from her books to see the gentle looking younger Shirohane and shifted her materials to her side to make more room for the older girl.

"That's my baby sister, Elena." Alexei said motioning at her as he looked at Kotori.

"She's the girl behind your much loved bouquets." he said to Elena who smiled brightly on learning of the fact. She waited for the girl to settle down before gently clutching her hand and giving her thanks.

"Thank you, Senpai for all those wonderful bouquets. I hope to be half as good as you someday." she said with admiration.


[System]
Race: Cat girl - Beast Folk
Class: Warrior Mage

Blessings:
 Immortality - She doesn't age.
 Partial vampirism - can drink blood and draw power from it.

Inventory:
Magic vault bag - has the storing capacity of 1x3 meters chest.
Many random trinkets
Gold and gems.
Amazon clothing.

Necromantic bone scepter – boosts dark magic.
Vampire necromantic robe – boosts dark magic.

Adventurer's clothes - sturdy set of comfortable clothes, suitable for every adventurer.

[User]
"We just did what we felt we should…" Naisha replied as she kneeled next to Karette. It was sad to see the great proud amazon in such state because of poison. Naisha almost fell like forcibly dragging the witch back here to heal the queen, but she understood that if Krieli'nas knew about this, she will already return right away. Listening to Karette taught her another thing though, the witch herself was in a position of power among that Great tower of witches. She had to protect her kind too…

 "That chimera can already be considered dead… if that demon lord tries to stop us, he won't live long himself." Naisha replied, a very serious look appearing on her face. Problem was she doubted the queen will survive the time needed to get to that place and back. Nai still in her Sage of the endless seas form, reached with her hands and placed them on Karette's chest. Then she asked politely for Amalthea to let the queen go for a moment." Sacrifice art, eternal blood flow." She whispered as her hands glowed and a bubble of water formed around her and the queen. They needed to stop or slow the poison to get the needed time. Well Naisha had the skill for it. As she held her hands on the queen's chest, under the effect of the spell, their bodies connected. Naisha used her magic to make her blood compatible with Karette's and vice versa. She made the blood flow from her to the queen and back for a little while, distilling it from the poison inside her body and giving the queen fresh blood. After a little her power faded and the magic ended. Naisha lost all power in her body and fell backwards onto Alex. In difference to the queen, Nai's body under her elemental water spirit form could take the poison more or less. Now inside her body the poison was barely present and was already under final destruction. She couldn't remove all of Karette's poison, but that should have bought them enough time to reach that temple and get back.

 "Let's get going. I will rest while we travel… I will recover soon enough." Naisha said, but she was currently unable to really get up on her own. She was going to get better as soon as her the last traces of poison left her body and she recovered the strength she expended. Then she turned to Amalthea, the girl had potent healing magic it seemed." We shall return with the cure... I deluded the poison quite a bit so her condition shouldn't worsen as fast as before."

[Assistant]
Alex watched awe Naisha preformed her magic as Amalthea stopped and pulled away to let it happen. Karette's breathing eased a little and gave a soft sigh. Alex caught Naisha as she fell back, holding her up gently to give her support. "If you do encounter Deceit... I reccommend you avoid combat. He isn't someone to trifle with including the rest of the Dark Lord's. Thankfully, they are still trapped in the Beyond... So their full power won't be out, but their influence is. He'll mess with your mind, but he cannot be killed. Walk carefully... And thank you." she smiled, reaching her hand up and gripping their hands before letting it rest at her side.

Alex nodded before standing, helping Naisha up before seeing their horses guided to them by a dwarf. Helping Naisha onto the red hare, Alex mounted the red hare as well before heading out of the village. "Think we will really make it back in time?" Alex asked, allowing Naisha to press her back against Alex's front while Alex gripped the reigns of the demon horse.

[User]
"Don't worry, just get some rest. We will be back before you know it." Naisha replied to the queen, before they left her side. The mage felt so very tired from what she just did to try to safe Karette's life. It was a tiring magic art, one that drained incredible amount of magic to work and on top of it, it was only possible to use in the water spirit form she invoked. If she had managed to continue keeping that spell working for a few or more hours, the queen might have been completely saved, but Nai's own life was going to end. It wasn't called sacrifice art for nothing, for better or worse she couldn't keep the spell up that long though. Her ability to maintain those forms was well limited.

 "I certainly hope so…" Naisha replied as they were riding on the horse towards the place where that temple was supposed to be." What I did… should buy us enough time, but her wounds were quite deep so the poison managed to make it's way and spread through her body fast. I cleaned what I could with the time I had." The mage said, relaxing as she was leaning her back into Alex." It won't be easy for Karette. She looked better when we left, but that's merely an illusion created by my magic. Before she was going to die a rather painful and quick enough death, now she is going to die a very slow and painful one. I did some testing on the poison within my body with my magic. It's a very nasty stuff, the witch is better suited to deal with it as it is demonic in nature and witches themselves possess demonic magic to different degrees." Nai replied as she began feeling she was falling asleep." Wake me when you get tired… by then I should have recovered enough and we will switch." Naisha said with a smile. If they switched like that and did not stop, they were going to take a lot less time to arrive and return. The horse was good enough and with some help from magic once she recovered her strength, it was going to be possible! Naisha felt for a first time in forever that she had a place where she belonged. With Alex next to her, she was going to be able to live anywhere, but being with the amazons actually felt very good. She felt at home! Though the way she also started to feel about Karette also helped that. Naisha truly loved Alex, but at the same time she started to grow feelings for the queen as well. It wasn't the same pure love like with her childhood friend, but it felt strong anyway.

[Assistant]
Alex nodded as she listened to Naisha, gently wrapping a arm around her. "Alright sleep well Nai... Don't worry. She's a pretty tough woman." she said softly, letting the cat girl sleep soundly. It was quite amazing, them running off on a journey to save a Queen they had just... Done intimate things with last night. They had just met her yesterday, yet it felt like they could know just about what she was about by just standing by the Queen. Karette was strong and powerful, perhaps one of the best warriors in this world, considering it took sort of dirty means into taking her down. Despite odds, she kept her values and followed her duty and tradition, but yet was willing to change them if it favored helping others. She seemed firm and wise, yet held quite a bit of kindness. But wasn't hesitant in battle. If the Queen had willed it, she probably really could of made them do whatever she wished. Yet she had willingly given them such.. Gentle love and understanding of their lost spirits. It was no wonder village loved their Queen. She made it difficult not to. It was a shame, if she died.

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It took awhile, but they soon came into a dark land. The ground of black stone as it led to a large ominous temple. It looked very likely that this was the place, as it just seeped of dark energy. Dismounting from the horse, Alex helped Naisha down and examined the structure. "Well.... Guess our first plundering will be some weird dark lord temple Eh?" she grinned a little.

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Hmmm this place gave of too much of evil presence. It's energy was too evil, no wonder it belonged to a dark lord. It made Nai feel shiver down her spine just by being near this place. She wanted to destroy it pretty much right away, but she wasn't sure that was a good idea. If she blew up this temple, who knew what sorts of counter effects it would have. She didn't want to summon something they couldn't handle just yet." Boost - double, protect, shell." Naisha quickly threw some strengthened shields around herself and Alex. As the witch had taught her already her usual protect spells she used from Spira wasn't very good here. There were too many strong magics here and beings capable of physical attacks that could shatter a normal protect spell like it was nothing. This boosted one, should hold better... hopefully.

 "We should start from somewhere anyway." Naisha agreed with Alex." I hoped we get to visit the sunken tower before we start doing something of this caliber, but we have no choice." The cat girl said and started walking towards the temple." Let's keep our eyes wide open, we have no idea what's waiting for us in there. If luck is on our side, we shall encounter that chimera and be out of there before anything bad happens... sadly things rarely go as planned." She said, snapping her fingers and creating a small glowing light orb above her hand. A cat's sight was decent in darkness, but she didn't want to take chances in this temple, besides Alex needed the light as well. Naisha hoped she will hear the thing with her incredible now hearing, but there was no sound of any creature from outside the temple. The whole area seemed dead quiet.

 Nai's fluffy ears twitched as she heard something so small that she almost missed it. She couldn't exactly made out what it was, but she heard it for certain." There is something inside. Heard some very small noise in this otherwise deadly silence." She said as she made another magic light and handed it to Alex. The mage tried to do a quick voiceless scan magic, but something within the temple was blocking that ability. At least during the travel to get to here, she had recovered enough to use her elemental spirits forms." Something is blocking my scan... I don't like this..." Nai said quietly as she slowed her pace so she can be closer to Alex.

[Assistant]
Alex watched as Naisha put up some shields for them before creating a glowing orb so the knight could see where they were going. Nodding a little, Alex moved quietly as she could through the dark quiet corridors. She gently put a hand on her partner's hip as Naisha moved closer to her. It was odd.. for things to be this quiet, barely any sound. There wasn't even the scurrying of rats. But there was something in here, Naisha had heard it. Maybe if they were lucky, it was just the Chimera. Yet, she couldn't shake the eerie feeling she was getting as they traversed the dark temple. Her blue eyes blinked as she felt something cloud her mind, like something diving right into it, filling it with fog while her body felt completely numb. She was about to voice it to Naisha, yet nothing came out and her body was walking normally. What was happening.

Out of her control, the Doom Knight leaned closer, breath hitting the back of the cat girl's neck then her furry ear. "Naisha..." she found herself whispering in such a sultry sounding voice. Oh. That was weird and embarrassing. Her hand on the mage's hip slid upward to brush up along Naisha's waist before reaching behind to slide her fingers along the spine. Down to the base of the fluffy tail. Gingerly petting it before gripping the base between her index finger and thumb. Sliding it along the feline appendage, while her other arm wrapped around Naisha.


[System]
Age: 23
Sex: Male

Personality: Abel is still figuring himself out. He's a nice enough guy, really. He's honest, patient, thoughtful, perceptive, witty and has a kind heart. Unfortunately he grew up in a place where an open heart would have been a closed coffin and so the years have somewhat numbed him to his own goodness. This ignorance of himself has made him difficult to understand or like and despite all his good qualities he tends to have a somewhat cold and awkward air about him. He has a terrible habit of acting defeatist and is all too ready to consider his attitude correct when things go badly. That said he's a grinder, he doesn't see the point in constantly talking about how shit things are, he'd much rather just march through it and distance himself from the stink. Finally, he's far too logical, often at the expense of all emotion.

Physical Description: Abel is about 5'10 and of average weight for his height. He's not slender or chubby but he's not all that athletic either. His muscles have some bulk to them, but it's only what he has naturally, he didn't exercise regularly before the outbreak. Some would consider him decent looking in the conventional way with his narrow blue eyes and strong square jaw. He has dirty blond hair that's short yet messy and a weeks growth on his face.

Currently he's wearing a black leather jacket with yellow stripes that run from the shoulders down the arms, a black t-shirt, regular fit dark blue jeans (with a black belt) and black hiking boots. He also carries a courier bag for the few supplies he has.

Weapons/Equipment: Abel currently has two weapons. The first one is a Glock 17 handgun with 16 rounds left in the magazine. He typically keeps this tucked into his belt, just left of his midsection. The other is a carbon steel combat knife that hangs from his left hip in it's sheathe. In his courier bag he has a few tins of canned food, two bottles of water, only one of which is full, a couple of lighters, a battery powered flash-light and a novel; 'A Brief History of Seven Killings'.

History: Abel was born and raised in Detroit, Michigan. Living with his dad, mom and older brother in a trailer. His father worked long hours as a security guard in a local Walmart and his mom, unable to find part time work around the hours she needed to take care of her sons stayed a stay-at-home mom. She was great at her job, installing every good trait she could into her sons. She didn't stress education too much, but taught them that knowledge itself was very important. Abel was an intelligent child thanks to his mom's gifted parenting, growing to love reading and even willingly going to a pan-African Saturday school simply because his best friend's mom made her son go.

Despite doing very well at school Abel dropped out completely at fourteen, right after his mom got breast cancer. This hurt the kid, badly. He couldn't focus in school and he found himself irritable during almost all recreational activities. He drifted away from all but his best friend and found himself resentful of his brother who seemed to react to his mothers cancer by staying out and getting into even more trouble than he previously had. When she died he was heartbroken and withdraw almost completely into himself. His father tried to make him go back to school after a few weeks but he refused, going to the library instead whenever his father forced him to leave the trailer.

After several months he began to heal a little bit, growing closer to his brother and reading for fun as well as the pursuit of knowledge again. His father made it so he could legally be home schooled, but as he couldn't afford not to work everyday this basically meant Abel had to educate himself, which he was more than happy to do. Until he was eighteen nothing much else happened. He read a lot, he got into games, he watched TV shows, occasionally did some labouring work for some of his dads friends and very rarely was forced into a house party by one of his few friends.

Unfortunately his life was once again changed forever when his brother was shot. It wasn't over anything all that dramatic. His brother did dumb things, sure. He stole cars, got into petty fights and committed the occasional robbery. He wasn't shot for any of that however, he was shot for stepping on someone's shoe in a club and telling them to go fuck themselves when they demanded an apology. This isn't what changed his life however, his brother was fine after some recuperation. A few months later Abel was at one of the house parties he was forced into on occasion when he heard a kid bragging about shooting a white boy in the same club Abel's own brother was shot in. Laughing about how he thought he was tough until he saw the .38. Abel had never been a violent person and had only been in a few physical conflicts in his lifetime, despite them being extremely common in his area. Hearing this kid laughing about almost shattering his family though, something came over him. He went into the houses kitchen and retrieved a sharp knife before confronting the braggart and asking him whether the kid he shot looked anything like himself. As the realization dawned on the kid he quickly reached for his waistband, but the guns grip was under his hoody and the blade entered his chest before his hand could touch his weapon. There were screams and until the court trial Abel wasn't sure how many times he stabbed the kid. Three times, apparently.

In a kind of fog he walked to the police station that night and handed himself in. For his cooperation and plead of guilty he only received six years with the possibility of parole in three. For the conviction of grievous bodily harm, which could have easily been attempted murder, this sentence was quite generous, but the judge told him he couldn't go any easier because he had taken the law into his own hands and that would always be a very dangerous precedent.

It may sound obvious, but Abel hated prison. He had always been a loner, but for the first time in his life he felt true, wounding loneliness in prison. He kept his head down, read a ton of books, exercised semi-regularly and took part in a book club. He made a couple of friends due to his love of books and relatively diverse wealth of knowledge and had something akin to fun discussing philosophy with some some-what like minded inmates. Despite his activities his incarceration still passed painfully slow. Thankfully he got parole after his first meeting and was a free man soon after his 21st birthday.

He enjoyed his freedom, but his time inside hadn't just stolen time from him it seemed. He found himself completely unemployable. It was hard enough for regular people to find steady work in Detroit at the time, let alone an ex-convict with a violent crime stained into his name. Despite this he sent out applications almost constantly for several months, growing all the more desperate in the mean time. His brother let him stay with him when he decided to move out of his fathers trailer, feeling guilty for not being able to pay his way. Reluctantly he soon accepted the work his brother offered him and began 'delivering packages' around Detroit. It paid pretty well, and despite it hurting Abel's spirit he didn't have the energy to pursue anything else. Eventually drugs lead to what they always lead to. Violence and desperation. He had began making riskier deliveries, dropping off payments and picking up packages as well as the more simple fiend deliveries. For this riskier job his brother gave him one of his spare handguns, a Glock 17. Of course he ended up having to use it.

During a money delivery the two guys he had to meet up with complained that the package wasn't enough. Abel knew they were just trying to take advantage of someone who they probably rightly guessed wasn't built for this line of work. One of them went for something behind his back, but Abel was quicker, levelling his gun at his head and telling him to drop whatever he had in his hand behind his back. Whilst he was focused on the guy on the right the dude on the left apparently sensed an opportunity and went for something himself.

Stupid, stupid man. Abel turned quick and let off a single instinctive shot into his chest. He had apparently been hit in the heart as unlike the wounding Abel had hoped for the bullet caused him to drop instantly and cease all signs of life. The other guy instantly dropped what turned out to be a large combat knife behind his back and went to the side of his companion. He seemed genuinely hurt, which for some reason confused Abel. He still ponders why he thought the man wouldn't care for his colleague. Picking up the knife for his own safety he took a few steps back, trying to process the situation he created. It was then that the truly shocking thing happened. The man he had killed opened his eyes, lunged forward and bit a chunk out of his friends face.

Abel almost tripped recoiling in surprise. He quickly retreated, getting into his car and speeding off. He went immediately back to his brother and told him what had happened. He knew Abel was telling the truth about killing the man, but he assumed the latter part of the story was a symptom of his obvious shock. Calmly he told his little brother to go to Pittsburgh until things calmed down a little and he could find out whether the police had anything on the kill. He told him to bring the handgun and dump it in a storm drain in Pittsburgh. Of course, by the time he got to the city of steel the apocalypse had began.

Life after the outbreak: By the time he got to Pittsburgh the city had began to descend into chaos, there had been an extreme amount of murders and the police all seemed way more on edge than usual, speeding all over the place. By the time the riots started later that night Abel had found an abandoned old warehouse to hide in. Over the next month this would be his base. As the city fell he used the riots as a cover to steal some supplies he badly needed. Food, water and a flash-light and batteries so he could see in the warehouse when he needed to. Over time he heard hundreds of gunshots, screams and other horrors. On his last journey out of the warehouse he grabbed as much canned food and bottled water as he could in the hope of holding up for a while, but dropped a lot of it when he was chased by someone who for all intents and purposes seemed to be dead. He knew he wasn't crazy, but there had to be a better explanation? Now he's once again running low and knows he'll have to go back out into the horror zone.

[User]
Abel O'Connell

"Pleasure to meet you Jason." Abel chuckled, somewhat deliriously, sitting up from his laid down position. "I fired three rounds, so I should have thirteen left. With how rotted these things are we could probably get lucky and kill more than one with a single round at the right angle. I don't like the idea of betting my life against my luck though, and even if half the bullets in my magazine killed more than one we'd still be left with more than we could handle. This is a certified shit situation."

He got up onto his feet, bending his knees slightly in what was an obvious balancing stance and looking around at the surroundings. There were plenty of buildings to run into, but no way to make it to them with so many Gob's around.

"I've never seen this many of them, and on the way here I saw half a dozen more groups all shuffling together, probably heading this way. Was it the gunshot that attracted them? They hunt by sound?"

[Assistant]
Jason Crowley
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Jason looks around, the geeks surrounding the truck, rocking it back and forth, however, slightly, because it is a pretty large vehicle. "Yeah. Of course they hunt by sound, it's classic. Well. I don't want to go on a spiel about it, but they hunt my smell, but sound will attract them. And us being up here is like dangling a carrot over a rabbit, just out of reach."

Jason walks to the edge of the truck roof, and kneels, looking down at the infected below, surrounding them, looking one directly in the eyes. "I wonder if they can starve..." Jason turns around, back to Abel. "Well, as far as ideas go, I'm stumped. Unless... Here, hold my gun." Jason hands the .32 revolver with one shot in it to Abel. He draws his Fire-axe, and swings at the lock on the roof hatch. No luck. He swings again. Nothing, and a few more times, swinging harder and harder each time. "AGH! This lock is fucking ridiculous!" Jason yells out, kicking the hatch. "Whatever chance we have to survive, could be inside this truck. Riot-armor, guns, ammo. Hell, I'll even take keys to this god-forsaken truck. We just need to get INTO this thing."


[System]
Age: 13

Gender: male

Race: half-orc

Class: ranger

What you want to be when you grow up?
A Brewer of the finest ale. Having a big beehive, lots of fruit trees and a shipbuilder.

Who is your mentor?
My father Raknar, he though me how to take care of the land and the family trade, which is tailoring and leather smiting.

Brief Biography: at the village. His mother was a human whore, but his father an orc. Raknar spent half of his wealth, which he got from serving in the army paying a whore to bore him a son. After the birth Raknar took his son and traveled to a distant small village. Here he settled down. The boy's name is Argurios. Since he was small Argurios helped his father at the farm and in crafting leather. Like at any farm, pestilence was a great problem. His father set traps for moles and rats, but this didn't end the problem, just lessened it. Argurios advised to buy a dog or some pet to keep watch of the fields, but his father disagreed. For Argurios's seventh birthday Raknar gave him an old sling which Raknar used in the army. The boy learned how to use the weapon fast and grew fond of it. For exercise he used the sling to hunt rabbits, rats and other pests that ruined the fields. One time, as he was chasing a rabbit and swinging the sling above his head he tripped and loosened the sling. The stone flew and accidentally slammed into Raknar's face breaking one of the tusks. Work on a farm was full of wounds of all sort. At young age Argurios was constantly wounded, being cut, broken, or infected. For most of these wound his father took care of. Even when the wound was infected Raknar rarely sent Argurios to the village healer. Each time Raknar took care of Argurios, Argurios carefully watched the work and in time learned how to patch himself up. When he was 12 he accidentally messed up an order of one of the village men, and so he had to help him at the saw mill for half a year. He worked through the mornings. At afternoons he had nothing to do. The saw master showed him how to make bows. With his first bow Argurios made, he spent practicing. Before he could become skilled with it, he already played his debt and went back to his farm. At home he didn't have the time to practice with the bow so the weapon just sat in his room. Argurios and his father also took care of the house. Raknar was a stubborn orc and whenever something in the house broke he had to fix it himself, or it would stay broken. Argurios naturally helped every time and learned how to fix multitude of things along the way.

Argurios was one of the few people who survived the trouble at Twiddledale and he joined the group of children desperately seeking the rest of the villagers. Unfortunately trouble in various forms found them as they traveled and now only he and Brisa remain, still working their way forward to try and find their friends and family from Twiddledale.

As he and Brisa found their way to loudwater So did one of the children who they thought was gone forever, Aiden. Togeather they replenish their supplies, and within their short wisit of the city they experiance first hand the horrors of the rising dark god. With the help of a former boy-monk, together, they escape from the dark gods priests and find themselvs in a skif, on a river, to the next town ahead.
What person(s) of interest do you know? Who all do you have a relationship with?: all of his home village. His family was the only one with such quality leather crafting, and so all came to him for all sorts of things. They all knew Argurios is, yet had no personal relationship. The Greyman, an old man who helped Argurios and his friends escape the city.

Equipment: pack--rope, leather crafting equipment, 1 knife, blanket, water-skin, flint & steel, Good quality bow, 2 additional bow strings, food supplies for a week, A new set of travelling clothes, basic outdoor cooking set.
 On his person/miscelaneous--resonable amount of gold,strange medallion, leather cloak, axe, broken tusk, & sling.

Class Skills: basic skills with double handed axe. Very good with an ancient sling. Knows how to shoot and make a decent bow. Good observation (can see hiden things, and through weak illusions.)

Active spells/skills:
 Charge (if he has the element of surprise he can charge an opponent and knock them off balance, if he charges with a weapon there's a chance to deeply wound the target.)

Life Skills: 'Basic Farming Knowledge'. Leather crafting. Basic wound healing. sling hunting, Basic Trading

Clues:

a copy of the writing over the dead bodies in twiddledale, written in the same language as the notes in the book of maps. not secret

the hanging in the name of the dark god. not secret.

a golden medallion with a dark black figure on it. SECRET!!

[User]
Argurios kept on running. He heard the towns boy yell after him, but he didn't stop. He slowed down by a bit, but he had to keep running. Soon he would lose his strength and would need to put brisa down. No, no stopping, as long as he can run he will. Argurios could feel, the weight of the cargo and the weight from Brisa, how its taking its toll on him. His strength was seeping faster than ever. But then again it wasn't that far to the river either. Setting his mind to the task, Argurios decided he will either fall of exhaustion or make it to the damn river.

The scent of smoke and burning wood filled the streets. Argurios found it odd at first, but realised it was most likely a distraction that grey man made. This time they will all make it to the river. Leaving no one behind. Argurios believed that without seconds thought, he had to. The idea of leaving someone behind was not an option.

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Above the small group of children a black, big, crow flew, like stalking a soon to be dead pray, waiting to relish on its dead corps.
Dreknor was sprinting through the town. As he ran he could see different scenes of people fighting and running. But he didn't stop to help. Even as the fires broke out and everyone rushed to help and stop it, Dreknor kept running towards his goal. The black crow in the skies kept telling him where the children are, and so he knew where he has to go. Reaching the river before the children he looked into the sky and could see the black bird coming towards him. Moments from now he will kill for the god, for the first time. The idea of his deed made him feel proud and useful. And the magic in him made him powerful, and more obsessed with the evil god than ever before.

[Assistant]
As the children ran only a single enforcer bothered to follow them, but one was more than enough, more than they had a hope of being able to handle. He was fuled by the power of the shadow god, his shadow bound to the god, his body nothing but a shell for the power that now inhabited it. Unnoticed by the kids he was easily able to follow them.

Brisa was doing her best to hang on but she couldn't even ride a horse, and they were built to be ridden. Plus she could tell her friend was tired, she needed to get down...but jumping while in motion seemed to be a bad idea. She was still trying to figure out what to do when the decision was taken out of her hands.

A force hit Argurios from behind, Brisa didn't even see what only knew she was falling and there was nothing she could do about it. She hit the ground with an impact that knocked the breath from her body and nearly caused her to black out. The only thing she managed to do before she fell was to emit a little shriek, and that was it.

Dreknor had found his quarry at last, and he did not hesitate. With superior strength, speed, and endurance, not to mention his holy zeal he feared nothing. Least of all a group of small children. His first move took them by surprise as he barreled straight into Argurios from behind, wrapping his arms about the young half-orc, and tumbling both of them to the ground on top of the unfortunate Brisa.

Brisa couldn't think of of anything save that she was trapped and barely able to breathe, partly from impact and partly because she was half-smothered under bodies. Every breath was agony in her side, she was sure she would pass out soon from the pain.

Dreknor rolled, quick and agile as a cat, off Argurios and leaped to his feet, solid black eyes showing no emotion as he sought not only to stop the children, but to kill without question or remorse.

[User]
Aiden came to a stop between the Agurious and what he considered to be an evil creature in human form. He realized his crossbow was never reset and ready for a bolt so he couldn't use it. He decided to keep the club out, its extra reach may prove more useful than the dagger, and with the dagger fairly out of sight, it may be best to keep it hidden anyway...just in case. "Guys, I don't think we can shake this one," Aiden started, "Ya'll go on ahead, I'll be right behind you."

Aiden took a ready stance. He was determined to fend this thing off. Demon or not, this 'creature' and his ilk are the kind that destroyed everything he knew, and it was about time to start settling some scores.

[Assistant]
"Ya'll go on ahead. I'll be right behind you."

The boy was either extremely brave or he had a death wish. It was difficult to tell which. One thing was certain; there was no way he could take on an enforcer all by himself. It was doubtful that they could defeat him together, even outnumbering him four to one. Jatan had seen the invasion of his monastery, had seen seasoned monks' limbs cracked like twigs. Something was not right about these men. They moved faster, hit harder than should be humanly possible.

That's when he recognized the boy's words for what they were - a distraction! He must be giving Brisa and the half-orc time to regain their feet. But Jatan could make use of this distraction too. This guy had to have a weak point somewhere….

There! His eyes! Deep blue, they seemed to hold at bay a deep anger that could come crashing out at any moment, like a violent wave at sea. Blinking. Scanning. Glaring. Vulnerable.

Of course, not all people could be debilitated by blindness. Jatan remembered one particularly challenging exercise the senior monks used to challenge themselves; they fought blindfolded. Edgar was particularly accomplished at this feat. No matter how quietly, quickly, or cleverly his opponent approached, he was somehow able to sense them and send them careening to the floor with a snapping kick or a forceful toss. Still, fighting while blind was no easy task, especially for someone without training. And it was doubtful this enforcer had that training.

It was time to put the theory to the test.

As Dreknor turned his attention towards the boy, Jatan slunk cautiously clockwise, hoping to flank his foe. If the enforcer made a move towards the boy, Jatan would fling himself onto the enforcer's back and attempt to claw at his eyes. It was a risky play, one that could result in serious injury, but Jatan pushed the moment of hesitation out of his mind. Cowardice was not becoming of a follower of Torm. His calves tensed as he rolled onto the balls of his feet, and he sucked in a deep breath...


[System]
RANK: Technically a Commander as she heads the Sciences department, but has the real-life military experience of a rookie.

DEPARTMENT, POSITION: Sciences, Department Head (Weapons R&D Focus)

RACE: Human

AGE: 34

GENDER: Female

APPEARANCE:
Measuring up at a meager 5'3 and barely breaking a hundred and ten pounds, it's not hard to see why Annalynn isn't the military type. She's often well dressed and in clean, well-kept condition - impressive, given that she spends much of her time on military ships.

SHORT BIO: Annalynn was born into a military family with a long line of members serving in the Union Fleet. With a doctorate in mechanical physics, additional degrees in politics and psychology, and a lifetime of experience putting weapons together both large and small scale, Annalynn was approached by the Union Fleet to run weapons development programs on its ships. It was an easy choice for her, given the pressure from her family. However, by the time she served on her first ship, she was 32, having spent much of her life in school. As such, her practical experience is extremely limited, though it's hard to argue with her intellect.

PERSONALITY: If she wasn't a scientist, Annalynn would probably have been a politician. She is extremely good at maintaining her composure in heated social situations, and is an intensely charismatic individual, sometimes to the point of overwhelming those around her. She's an extrovert, of course, but she's not obnoxious about it - Annalynn knows how to mind her manners.

In addition, Annalynn stands by the age-old idiom, "knowledge is power." She places intellect and facts before anything else, though the well-being of her friends and colleagues is a close second on her list of priorities.

TALENTS:

* She can build you a gun, and a damn good one at that. It doesn't matter how big or small it is, Annalynn can build it.
* Maintains her composure in heated situations better than most politicians
* An excellent people person
* Strong respect for the chain of command

FLAWS:

* Physically a very weak person
* No combat or tactical experience
* Relentlessly holds to her opinion until proven wrong. At least she'll be polite about it.
* Strong respect for the chain of command (hey, some people see it as a fault!)

[User]
"Don't do anything irrational. The last thing we need is for something like this to happen again and for someone to suffer and even more serious injury," Possily death, but he left that part out as he continued to speak. "I say that not only as a doctor but as a fellow crewman, an incident like that could boil into something even worse. Set off a chain reaction."

"But, we'll head back to the medical bay, have a look at it. If it's just a dislocation then depending on the severity it could be nothing. A break is more complicated." The doctor said, trying to speak with words that weren't filled with too much medical mumbo jumbo. Then he motioned for Malory to follow him back to the medical bay, which wasn't far from where they were.

"So how exactly did you anger him so much?" Roy asked as they entered the bay through the front doors into a medium sized room, some tables on one side, various medical machinery all around as well. Two female nurses were around the room, speaking to each other as Roy entered the room, heading over to one of the tables, motioning for Malory to get onto it as he took a seat next to it.

[Assistant] Malory nodded at the nurses and took a seat on the table. He looked around the medical bay and all of a sudden his face went from as if he'd seen a ghost to that of a kid in a candy shop. He was taking note of every drug he could see. He was taking a mental inventory of what was there and how much it could go for and thinking about who he could sell it to. Hell, there were people on this ship right now who would pay a good price for this stuff. Prescription painkillers, stimulants, syringes and more. All kinds of drugs that he could sell or trade with. It's amazing how fast his mind was taken off of the pain when he entered this room. "So uh. what's wrong with it? It doesn't feel broken but it fuckin' hurts." he said, still staring at the painkillers he deemed to be the most valuable. His speech was slow and making it entirely obvious he was focusing on something else.

[User]
"We'll see, won't we?" Roy said as he hovered an electronic device over the injured area, an x-ray. Through it a in depth view of the bones could be seen. The doctor gave it a long look, just to make sure he was certain what he was looking at. Then he spoke in a reassuring tone, his eyes looking up to find Malory gazing off towards something.

"Well, the good news is that it is just a dislocation. Should be fine as long as you avoid any more fights and rest the arm enough." He added, then carefully grasped the shoulder bones and gentle maneuvered it, having done the same action many times before to previous patients of his.

"The pain should subside, though if you want I can prescribe you some relievers for the pain. Just take it easy, no more fights, doctor's orders." He said.

[Assistant]
An unusually firm hand laid what felt like a bear's grip on Ensign Mallory's shoulder, squeezing the dislocated joint.

"Hey Christian. Stop acting like you're going to fucking case the joint and come help me with something."

Turning around, he would notice his superior officer was carrying an armful of protein and granola bars, Snickers, Babe Ruths, 3 Musketeers, and (most appropriately of all) Milky Ways. Behind her was a service cart loaded up with box after box of the same, hundreds if not thousands of energy-intensive candy bars packed with carbs and sugars. She chewed on a partially opened Snickers, handling it like one of her cigars. Presumably she wanted him to push the cart.

"What, are you deaf Mallory? I said now, ya big baby."

Kal said it sternly, meaning Mallory didn't have much of a choice in the matter. You see, the boss lady was more than aware of the illicit business he conducted at port and aboard the ship. It was hard to fool the eyes and ears of a super-soldier, but thankfully for the Ensign, anything that may have constituted a potential breach of protocol aboard the ship didn't seem to bother her if it didn't involve a smoking gun barrel or a bare-knuckles fist-fight. She let him do his business unmolested whether he realized it or not, and even kept a secret from the others, but such patience had its limits...

[User]
Amy watched silently as events escalated in the server room. She made sure to stay clear of everyone's way, but she felt like pulling her sidearm and bellowing for those fighting to leave. The thought of using her Deck to call the Administrative head down to get everyone out echoed in her head, but the thought disappeared as some of the worse of the idiots in the room left. The assistant N-N poked his head in to see what had happened, but quickly disappeared.

"Tawha eth kafuc didi yathe od ot eth raserve?" She mumbled to herself, before shaking her head. "While authority is here, I need to ask in the next staff meeting that the damn fucking keycard security be updated! Only the networkers and higher rankers are supposed to have access into here." Amy shook her head. "And by the way, the servers are still up. While the servers being down would help them cool, they need to be up or we'll have a mob at our door again." She tapped on her Deck, which was beeping with every message she got. "You know what, this is it." With a groan, she rapidly typed out a message and sent it out on the shipwide network.

All users, priority

Network usage is now on Restricted level. Only ranks Lieutenant+ and bridge crew (along with Neural Networks (standard protocol, nothing special)) are able to message. Thanks to the overflux, the server is overheated.

Thank you for your cooperation
Amy Skydawner
Neural Networks Manager

Amy sighed, looking back up and watching Mason along with the others, looking flustered.

[Assistant]
Quickly being brought back to reality by a supersoldier grabbing his just put back in place shoulder as if he there was no problem with that. He hissed in pain a sharp breath as he clenched his teeth and eyes once more. "Fuck." he let out as an angry whisper. Kal began talking to him, she was one of the few people who knew his true job on the ship and DIDN'T buy anything off of him. It was surprising, but what could someone with one of the few things he couldn't get his hands on want from him? Nanomachines were not something the union let slip out of their hands and into people like his. He heard his orders and expected to go check some rooms but noticed a cart full of... Candy bars?

"Um. Why are there so many candy bars? Shit hurt before, I don't need the bone turning into dust." He put his hand on hers, not even trying to pull it away. "Am I pushing this cart?" He wanted to yell about her grabbing his freshly relocated and still very much in pain shoulder but he had to focus on playing off getting caught looking at the pain pills and various other drugs. "And doc, just give me the strongest stuff you got, put it infront of my door in a box DISCREETLY. There's a small panel at the bottom right, just needs a kick and it'll open. Hide it in there, if it's not empty, don't read any labels." Malory hopped off of the table. He couldn't remember if he had taken the few bottles of a paralyzing neurotoxin he was bringing to a buyer in union territory only produced by animals on the planet they just left. Shit paralyzed you for up to three days, very VERY illegal, but very valuable as well. Let's hope he put it somewhere safer.

[User]
"HA!" Maggie yelled, hitting the server block with a fist for good measure. She'd finally gotten the damn thing working again—the overheated or broken motherboards had been replaced with some questionable soldering, bits of wire, and duct tape, with enough coolant to drown a rhino thrown in for good measure. They'd have to actually make repairs and replacements soon, but not just yet.

Dusting her hands off and sticking her tools back in the bag on her hip, Mason glanced over at the Zenohunt who was...still here? For some reason?

"Good idea restricting access," she said absently, before blinking and looking around at the newcomers. "Wait, shit. Where's the StelCart guy—right here, okay, that's convenient. What's your name—Tornado? Conair? Conado, that's it—Conado, how close are we to Iorus II? I want to get a department meeting in before we have to go groundside." She looked back to Skydawner, raising her eyebrows. "You can get everybody together in the meeting room, yeah?"

[Assistant]
Amy gave a salute to the commander, saying a simple "Yes ma'am. Can do," before tapping on her deck, selecting all of the department heads (including the commander before her). Normally, an administrator would send out a message like this, however, with the network set to be restricted, Amy could understand why the commander wanted her to type it. That, or it was just pure laziness, as she could type out a message herself if she wanted. Creating a new message and marking it as high priority, she began typing.

All department heads, priority

Commander Mason is calling a meeting in the meeting room, now. All department heads are to head to the meeting room as soon as possible.

Regards
Amy Skydawner
Neural Networks Manager

PS: You may wish to hurry. Commander Mason will probably not appreciate people being late, as she has been very busy today.

Amy hit send, before looking back at the mail, her eyes resting on the words 'Amy Skydawner'. She always felt a little funny using the human translation of her name. Back in Yasanctuar's navy, she would usually write:

Daregars
Yam Yaskradawne
Laneura Kanetwors Ramanage

Looking up at commander Mason, she spoke. "Ma'am, the message has been sent. Orders?"

[User] "Uh," Maggie said intelligently. Few people asked her for orders. Even the babies down in Engineering usually just had commands yelled at them, they didn't ask for more. "Don't you have work to do? If you really wanted to, I guess you could go through the Captain's missed messages, sort them by priority—" Mason sighed, running a hand through her short, chopped hair as she headed out of the server room and toward the lift. "Ask somebody else, kid, I have no clue what the Admin staff is supposed to be doing right now."

[Assistant] "I can't even ask the head since he's probably heading to the meeting!" Amy calls out as Mason walked off. "Tadamni, she thinks to herself, shaking her head. She begins to stroll to the door between the servers and the neural networks room. As soon as the keycard reader beeped, she walked in. "Crewman Jimmy, break out the chess board." She says, sitting down. If she wasn't getting orders, she was going to enjoy her time with her Networks assistant. A smile broke out on her face as she moved her first piece.