Captain Arrowguns

Me being a cyborg doesn't really have any physical parallels to how I am in real life, but I feel giving him a physical trait to represent how he feels different from much of the rest of the world, and having it feel like either a gift or a curse, depending on the situation, makes for a decent representation of myself. Also, I think I'll change his personality from often blunt to often sarcastic, in order to better fit my personality.

Name: Cap Argun Age: 18 Race: Cyborg Weapons permitted on your person: Two identical swords, as well as a pair of twin pistols. A brief description of your appearance: Tall, with light skin, short brown hair, and blue eyes. He generally wears a black hooded cloak, as well as dark brown pants and a black t-shirt. Has cybernetics all over his body, although the majority of him is still flesh and bone. Location of cybernetics include his left arm, left eye, area around the left eye, and various other parts of his body, primarily on his left side. Any extra information you feel we must know: *When he was fifteen, Cap was caught in an explosion caused by a local gang, by being at the wrong place, at the wrong time. He was able to be saved, but not without the aide of cybernetics implanted in various parts of his body, both on the inside and outside. Ever since, Cap felt that he could never lead a normal existence, and dedicated his life to helping others. *Cap's cybernetics definitely boost his physical abilities, but because he wasn't very formidable in combat to start with, he's on about the same level of skill as his fellow colleagues. He's fairly well rounded in combat, although his skill in dual wielding, along with his quick thinking, makes him particularly capable at facing multiple opponents at once. *Cap largely makes his decisions based off of his conscience, and is often the voice of reason and empathy in the group. He has a tendency to stress the little things in life, but is unusually calm in generally stressful situations, such as in battle, or in the middle of a crisis. He can be a little sarcastic at times, and isn't exactly the text book definition of charming. However, he cares a lot about people, especially those he's close to. (Hey Riki, I hope you're okay with Cap being a cyborg. If not, I can change it.)

I know that I'm a tad late to the party, but can I still join this RP? I've been really busy lately, which is why I haven't been roleplaying much, but with winter break almost here for me, I think I'll have plenty of time to invest in RP's again.

I'm not much of a Mikasa fan, but this AMV was really, really good. This is my favorite AOT AMV (partially because it's about my favorite character in the show).

Personally, I believe that when people say that Riku is a well developed character, it's because he's developed in a way that makes him relatable, and honestly, I believe the best example of this is Riku's constant struggle with darkness. Due to the darkness inside of his heart, Riku did some horrible, horrible things, things that he'll have to deal with for the rest of his life. It's only natural for these things to constantly haunt him, especially since these events didn't occur all that long ago. Sure, in Chain of Memories he said that he would walk the path to dawn, only to go back to brooding about giving in to darkness, but as illogical as that may be, it still makes a lot of sense. It's common for people to regret the things they've done, and be constantly haunted by them. Sure, there may be times where they feel better about them selves, but often the guilt and fear comes back. I'm not gonna lie, I've gone through something like this myself, although for different reasons. Riku's knows that the darkness that once controlled him is still in there, and will likely never, ever leave. For the rest of his life he has to battle with this darkness, and who's to say that it won't eventually win? However, despite all of this, Riku never gives up. He keeps going, often battered, but never broken. And although he's often fighting an uphill battle, Riku's always making progress. But the progress is slow, and at times he takes a step or two back. And yet, he keeps moving forward, becoming stronger and stronger, and debatable becoming even more resilient and heroic than Sora. It's because of these reasons that Riku's such a relatable and admirable character. If you prefer characters that tend to shrug of their past failures and misdeeds, then that's perfectly fine by me. But personally, I prefer characters who have to constantly have to live with what they've done, and although they can't completely overcome the battles going on inside of themselves, at least at the moment, they keep going, becoming stronger than ever because of it, whether they realize it or not.

Braxen "Alright, sounds good to me." Braxen said to Syfe, secretly grateful for the chance to rest. The past couple of days had been pretty rough for him, and he could definitely use a breather. Lee As Lee meditated on what to do next, his magical scenes were greatly increased. Because of this, Lee was able to sense that something was very, very wrong. It was rather week, but Lee could sense a great presence of darkness surrounding the world. As Lee stirred from his meditation, his first urge was to warn Alexi right away. But something pulled him back and urged him to wait. Perhaps from whatever was to happen next would come the answer he was looking for.

For evoryone who thinks that the art style used in the various Legend of Zelda games matters, I have a simple question for you- do you think that Wind Waker would have the same feel and atmosphere if it had Twilight Princess's art style? Do you think that Twilight Princess would have the same feel and atmosphere if it had Wind Waker's art style? I'm not trying to say that art style should be the deciding factor when someone buys a Zelda game, but it's still a very important factor because it adds to the atmosphere of the game.

Before long, everyone had left the room except for the commander and Jasper. After a brief period of silence, Jasper answered, "Well, now that world knows about the nanobots, there are bound to be people who will try to manipulate for their own selfish purposes. I think I'll gather a team together to try and prevent that from happening. But first," Jasper said, grabbing a bag filled with Sanya's ashes, "I have to do someone a favor." A couple of days later, Robert stood on a mountain peak overlooking an overgrown forest. He'd been there once before, and felt like it was the best place to bury the ashes of his former comrade. "Well, I guess this is goodbye, Sanya. You were strange, to be sure, but if it wasn't for you, we may have never been able to finish off Kinzuko. Or at least, not without losing more climbers." Jasper said as he buried what remained of Sanya. When he was finished, he felt a single tear roll down his left cheek, and turned around to leave.

"All right, sounds like a plan." Robert said to Neena, grabbed one of the smaller steel pipes, and swung at the ghost's back while it was distracted by Abisk. He didn't really understand how they could be dealing damage, but hey, if it works, it works.

Stan "Got it, I'll be back in a few." Stan said, and rushed back to his and Lee's room. As he opened the door, he noticed Lee meditating on his bed. Stan wanted to tell his brother that he was leaving on a mission, but had long since learned not to bother Lee while he was deeply focused. So instead, he wrote him a note describing the mission he was going on, grabbed a few of his smaller explosives and supplies in case they needed them, and headed back to the room he left Cron in a handful of minutes ago. "Alright, I'm ready." he said. Clara Clara examined Casumi while she sipped her drink. Physically, she seemed to have healed just fine. But emotionally, she wasn't so sure, as Casumi was always rather quiet. After she finished her drink, Clara felt a slight tingle in her fingers. It wasn't much, but it was probably better if she stopped drinking for now. Braxen Braxen raised an eyebrow at Syfe, "Oh really?" he asked, frankly a little impressed at this guys recruiting tactics. After all, who'd want a rebellion filled with mindless killers? "In that case, what now?"

Blank silently dropped down from above, yanking his Tommy gun from Dom's hands and swinging at her with his bat, "I'll be taking that back now, madam." he said. He didn't want to protect Sylar, but it was his job to take challenge these people, and he couldn't ignore orders... right? Robert was annoyed that Neena opened the chest, which was clearly a trap, without consulting either him or Abisk, but she had a point. If the Watcher wanted them to face the ghost, they would have to. But the question was, how? But before he could figure out how, Abisk started running around the ghost, trying to distract it. Seriously, what was with this guy? "So... anyone have a plan? Because I've got nothing." Robert said, irritated that he couldn't come up with a way do beat this thing now that none of them had their powers."

Same here. So, should they be around for the group reunion, or should we assume they died in one of the later battles for dramatic effect? Personally, I think it would be pretty cool if only five of the climbers survived. It would help make the fact that they survived seem even more remarkable. Same here man. Unless anyone has a problem with that, I think were doing a personal epilogue followed by a reunion epilogue. As far as how much further in the future the reunion takes place, how about ten years. I think that would give all of the survivors plenty of time to settle into a new occupation if they wanted, start a family, etc. Does that sound good to everyone?

Didn't Efenton survive as well? Also, I'm pretty sure Ferro is dead. Or at least, he is according to one of Riki's posts.

How about we each have our own separate epilogues, and then end with a reunion epilogue. Does that sound good to you all?

(Jasper's not exactly capable of burying Sanya's ashes at the moment, but I can have him take care of that in the epilogue.) "I agree with these two, the people should know. Almost all of the worst things I've ever witnessed have been caused by deception. I can't just stand by and let the entire world believe such a massive lie. It's just not right." Jasper said to Evera. More than ever before, he believed a world without lies and manipulation would be a far better place, and while he knew he could never wipe those things out, he wanted to protect others from them as much as he could.

It was over. Jasper was sure of it. His body flt light and floaty, and everything went dark. In what seemed like moments later, Jasper saw a bright light emerging from the darkness, it's warm yet powerful glow seeming enticing, like it wanted him to come towards it. But as Jasper tried to move towards it, he felt intense pain flow throughout his body. As his vision began returning to him, he realized he was staring at the sun. "Ugh... well that sucked." he said quietly, feeling rather awful. He can cuts, burns, brakes, and fractures all over his body, but he'd live. "So, is Kinzuko dead?" Jasper asked, not sure if anyone could hear him, "Because I really, really don't want to do that again." But deep down, despite the pain, Jasper felt glad. It may have been at the cost of many lives, they'd finally finished their mission. The world was safe.

(All right, time to end this.) For a moment during his fight with Kinzuko, Jasper thought that perhaps he'd be able to win. That perhaps he could stop this psychopath from killing the few that remained of the climbers, and even make it out of the fight in one piece. But here he was, broken, bloodied, and with a knife at his throat. He tried to think of a way out of this situation, but he couldn't. If he tried to attack Kinzuko again, she'd simply slit his throat with the flick of her wrist. Unless... "Hey dad, what does this do?" a young Jasper asked his father, shortly before he became a fugitive. "That, my boy, is the Explosion Gauntlet." Mr. Wintergreen told his son, "And I do believe it's my most powerful weapon yet. When it's wielder slams on the ground with this gauntlet, a powerful, concentrated explosion is triggered, affecting everything in a three meter radius. Sadly, this includes the wielder. I've been working on some counter-magic to protect the wielder during the explosion, but I have no idea if it's powerful enough to be of any use, and there's no way of finding out without putting whoever tests it at risk." "Don't worry dad, I'm sure you'll find a way, you always do" Jasper said, a bright smile on his face. Little did he know that in less than a month, his father would be hanging by his neck from a rope because of a problem he couldn't figure out." "Thanks Jasper, that means a lot to me. Now you'd better be on your way, or you'll be late for school." Jasper knew what he had to do. He didn't know if he would survive, but if he didn't do this, he'd probably die anyway. At least this way, he could bring Kinzuko down with him. Jasper almost always had to make contact with his tattoos to activate his equipment, but sometimes, when he was particularly desperate and determined, Jasper could summon his equipment at will, such as right now. "You're right Kinzuko, it is over. Goodbye." Jasper choked out, summoning Explosion gauntlet, and slamming it to the ground. When he did, a bright light flashed across the battlefield, followed by a powerful explosion. However, the explosion suddenly stopped roughly three meters from it's starting point, preventing anyone from being caught in the blast except for Jasper and Kinzuko.

(I'm giving Emerald permission to control my character in her next post in order to speed things up.)

(I didn't, but let's just say for now that he doesn't know about that.) "If you insist." Jasper said to the taunting Kinzuko, and charged at her. But instead of clashing with her head on, he used his sky form at the last possible moment, ran through Kinzuko, became solid again and attacked her from behind.

For a while, Jasper stood where he was and waited. He watched as the Doctor's and Sanya's attacks canceled each other out, allowing Kinzuko to watch Emert brutally slaughter her psychotic boyfriend. As she knelt to the ground and wept, he couldn't help but wonder if she was truly devastated, or simply buying time until she could think of a way to kill them all. It sounded cold of him, but after all he'd seen Kinzuko do in the past few minutes, it seemed possible. As Kinzuko gave her speech about all of them doing what they had on this mission simply because they were simply following orders, Jasper resisted the urge to gag. Sandrew didn't sacrifice himself because of his orders, and neither did that girl who saved his life earlier. They fought and died because they felt it was the right thing to do. And as for Kinzuko and Varion, he didn't know why they signed up for this mission, but he knew there was more to it than following orders. Finally, when Kinzuko sent metal flying at everyone, Jasper took action. He didn't know how he knew this, but with his new sword, he could transform himself into gas, which is exactly what he did. As he did, his hair became pure white, and his skin a light blue. The pieces of lethal metal simply passed through him, and when he made it to Kinzuko, he became solid again and slashed at her midsection with Blighter.

(A little mood music.) Amber was done for, and she knew it. The shrapnel had hit her all across her left side, causing her to bleed out in several parts of her body. Frankly, she was lucky one of the pieces hadn't gone into her heart or head, killing her instantly. Or unlucky, she was in too much pain to tell at the moment. At this point, there seemed no way she could be saved in time, especially since their only healer was nowhere to be seen. It wasn't a matter of whether she was going to die during this fight, it was a matter of how. It was then that she saw Kinzuko and some of her allies fighting right next to her. At first, she had no intention to interfere, thinking that she'd simply get in the way at this point. But then she saw Jasper charge at the wicked Kamyn. His head clearly wasn't in the right place, as shown when Kinzuko disarmed him with relative ease. It was then that Amber knew what she needed to do. Gathering all of the strength that she could from her dark form, Amber jumped to her feet, charging towards Jasper and their former ally. As Kinzuko sent her blade straight for Jasper, Amber tackled him out of the way, and the blade plunged through her sternum and out her back. Jasper could hardly believe it when he saw Amber standing next to him, a metal blade in her chest that, if it wasn't for her, would've been in his. He was able to come to his senses just moments before she would have hit the cold, hard floor. As Jasper looked into her eyes, he saw something he didn't expect: peace. There was no fear, or grief, or regret in her eyes, only peace. It wasn't that she wanted to die, but she wasn't afraid of it ether. She knew it was her time, and was content. She made a weak smile, as if to say that that it was okay, shedding a single, solitary tear in the process. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she breathed her last. And Jasper didn't even know her name. He was snapped back into reality by Sonya, "Doctor is about to do something. Work with whatever he does. I need a single shot: Ryu and Evra supercharged me, and I must release...even if it kills me." "Alright," Jasper choked out as he set Amber's body to the floor and rose to his feet, "but remember, death lasts forever." he then picked up Sky with his left hand, and Blighter with his right. But this time, Sky felt different, as if he and the blade shared the same power. And for whatever reason, he understood why. He didn't know how, or by whom, but Jasper was certain of one thing. Kinzuko wouldn't make it out of this battle alive, not if he could help it.

(Sorry Oath, but Jasper already has Sandrews air blade. I think Sanya's sword will have to be a different element.) As Varion shot a pillar of shrapnel at Amber, she tried to dodge it, but due to her mind being slowed by her dark form, she couldn't react in time. She dodged most of the attack, but some of the shrapnel found it's way into Amber's left arm leg, and a bit in her torso. She fell to the ground, alive, but badly injured and in great pain.

*Pulls up a chair, loudly munches on popcorn and enjoys the show.*

"No problem Drale, I'm just glad that you're alive." Amber said, thrilled that Drale was back, bringing their enemy count down to two. And then suddenly, she noticed two powerful looking daggers lying on the ground at her feet, and knew immediately where they were from. "Thank you, Sandrew." she whispered, a tear trickling down her cheek. She then grabbed the daggers, transformed into her dark form, and charged At Varion. As Warthrop was sent flying by Kinzuko, a spark ignighted, setting Jasper alight with a new sense of purpose and determination. Sure, Kinzuko and Varion where monsters in human skin, who used deception and murder to get what they wanted, but then there were the others. There was Emert, who above all else, sought justice for all, and judgement for those who threatened the peace and happiness of the many. There was Tristan and Efenton, who had both stood up to their psychopathic father, and even had a hand in his death, because Adriev in order to protect the rest of their race. And then there was Warthrop, who only moments ago, risked his life to save Jasper himself, despite the fact that they didn't even know each other. These four were all distinctly different in many ways, but there was one rare trait that all of them possesed; selflessness that allowed them to risk their own lives to protect those they didn't even know, because they didn't want them to die. All these years, Jasper fought injustice not for those who couldn't defend themselves, but for himself. Because he thought that way, he might feel better about not being able to save his father. But now, his desires had changed. He didn't know how long his life would last, but from now on, he would spend his days laying it on the line to protect others, whether he knew them or not. "This ends now, monster!" Jasper shouted, puled Sandrew's sword Sky out of the ground next to him, and charged at Kinzuko, a nanobot powered blade in each hand.

No problem! It seemed pretty clear what you wanted, so I went for it.