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  1. ChampionZero
    The Undecided were a noisy bunch, always. Their roars and screeches, the sound of them splintering wood, shattering stone and warping steel, even the loud blasts of the ship's cannons overhead, it made for an absolute cacophony of battle. Crash, however, could scarcely hear it over the sound of his own music: Little, rhythmic notes beeped and plinked around him, a synthesized melody that followed him, dancing in his ears like the rush of the wind as he ran, jumping from platform to platform with ease. It was thrilling-- like being back home in his own game, but this time he had control. He chose when to jump and where to land-- he was the player, not the character. As he closed the distance, his music grew louder: A sparse, synthetic melody mimicking drums, keyboards, and guitar, rising from a low background hum to a hectic battle rhythm as he leapt into the fray from a windowsill, his boot-heel plowing into an Undecided jaw(?) with a resounding CLOMP! "THAT'S THE STUFF!" He cheered. Crash leapt back and skidded to a halt, only to take off like a sprinter, fists flying and grin flashing as he met the wave of Undecided with reckless abandon.
  2. ChampionZero
    Hold Onto Your Butts!
  3. ChampionZero
    Having finally hit his limit, Kansuke made his way off to his own room. Apparently he was rooming with someone named... Xa'tok... He had no idea how to pronounce that. Regardless, he made his way to where they would be rooming, hands in his pockets and his head rolled back with a sigh. It had been an emotionally exhausting day. Not something he had a lot of experience with. Physical exhaustion, even pain he could deal with. A good workout left you just the right kind of sore when you went to bed. But this? This was agony. He'd done nothing all day, even when he COULD have done something, because the timing wasn't right. He was BORED, god help him. There was no way he was going to survive this place if it didn't pick up soon. Doubling back because he realized he'd walked entirely past his room, he unlocked it and stepped inside. It was a very minimalist space: small bunks, small desks, small bathroom, small shower. Room for two people to sleep, bathe, study, and not much else. Compact. Simple. Military. This he could work with. Shrugging off his single bag of belongings, he set it on the chair of his chosen desk. Reaching in, he produced two smaller bags, one of which was in turn smaller than the other. Setting the smaller on the desk and the larger back inside, he considered taking stock of his things. But he'd done it twice a day on the Finback, and twice already today. He had everything he owned in that bag... his whole life... Kansuke got very quiet for a few minutes as he stared into that bag.
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    Kansuke, now understanding what she meant, began to laugh. It started as a low, chuckling sound, but then it built rapidly into harsh, loud laughter, making him sound briefly like some kind of supervillain. "Train? Now? With you?" He laughed again, quieter but no less fierce or condescending. When he calmed himself, he shook his head. "Sorry, but no chance, girl. Aside from the fact that I'd win easily, I'm not in the mood to." He brushed something off his chest and his shoulders again with another low chuckle, this one suppressed before he could start laughing. "On that note, I think I'm going to go try and 'friend up' some other people while this 'party' is still going. I'll gladly crush you another time though, if you're still down for it."
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    Kansuke took a moment to process that. "I want you to come with me training robot." Honestly, he was genuinely confused. She had him up until the last two words. Training robot? She wants him to come with her? Where does the training robot come in? Is he the training robot? Does she actually think he's a robot? Is she asking to dance or fight? Didn't she just say starting a fight would be bad? Then she must want to dance. Her pose reinforces that, but there's the question of why. They just met, and they're only talking to each other because it's more convenient than going off to start a new conversation. Once he'd given her the requisite five seconds of cocked eyebrow and a confused face, he held a hand up. "Uh, no. I don't dance. Not sorry."
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    "...not being battled was not bad, specially if not battling life real. I almost died for my own sins and it was not my first rodeo... well, it was my first rodeo as giant, but still. I am a Robattler and even then Osiris was hit hard." Kansuke looked visibly uncomfortable at her butchered grammar. Frankly, it was almost frightening, but he understood her tone of voice and the general gist of what she was saying. To hear her tell it, she didn't do as well as she'd liked in the fight, and didn't feel too great about it either. That said, he wasn't about to go holding her hand and telling her it was all going to be OK, that she just had to learn from the experience and not make the same mistake twice. He wasn't her dad. "But you won," He said, despite himself. Before she could question the admittedly simple statement, he explained himself. "I mean, you gave the pirates what was comin' to 'em, the Finback's still in one piece, and nobody died on our end. I consider that a win, and frankly, you should too."
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    "I was in the battle, indeed..." She didn't go any further in detail, and the two lapsed into an unintentional quiet while he waited for her to continue. When it became clear she didn't want to, he decided to break the silence. "Hm. Well, lucky you." He took a sip of the sweet drink, then gave it a bitter stare, watching his reflection ripple in the surface of the liquid. Other students had been able to strut their stuff on the proverbial dance floor, and he had to sit there like a wallflower... Man, this dance setting was getting into his head. "You got a chance to prove yourselves before you even made it here. Those bandit mechs might have been junkers, but they'd've royally screwed the Finback if you hadn't gotten out there. Wish I coulda done something, but even if my mech wasn't stuck in the hanger at the time, I couldn't have piloted it." He sighed harshly, then finished his drink and inverted the glass onto a napkin. It was bullshit-- he needed to get the implant procedure done to pilot the Tyrannos, but he couldn't get the procedure done anywhere but the Academy, where he had to pilot the Tyrannos. What kind of a system was that? "I mean, I've been through all the simulators, sure, but I'm not allowed to pilot it until I get all the implants I need, meaning I had to sit there on my goddamn hands--!" He caught himself and sighed again, trying and failing to dispel his anger.
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    "I do try to. I happen to be somewhat decomposed on it, as I had been raised away from my origin. I consider myself Asarian, if you ask, sir." "Huh..." He muttered. Rovan, but raised Asarian? Kansuke considered that for a second, folding his arms. Yeah, I could see it, he decided as he reached over and poured himself a cup of punch. "I don't outrank you yet, so don't go calling me 'sir' like that." He half-smiled, but it looked more like a sneer. Even Kansuke had to admit to himself that he liked hearing someone call him 'sir,' but that didn't mean it was proper. Taking a sip of the punch, he cringed again. "Bleugh. That's pure sugar." Wow. Adjusting to the food here was going to take a while, it seemed. Better start now, He decided, taking a larger gulp of the stuff and resisting the shudder that ran down his spine. "Hey, weren't you one of the pilots who was able to get out and fight during the pirate attack?" He asked, suddenly remembering the sight of her climbing out of a mech at the end of the fight.
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    Kansuke gave Erica a sideways glare. "What, do ya think I'm stupid? I know all that!" He scoffed, tossing his head in an indignant arc. "Just because I'm angry doesn't mean I'm brainless, Goggles." Admittedly, the girl who'd decided to quip at him seemed weirdly calm-- robotic, even. Normally he'd be OK with making a friend like that, but there's the issue of him now being annoyed with her, and as always, his internal monologue was losing cohesion by the moment. "And what the hell does 'friend up' mean? What kind of wack-ass grammar is that? You speak Rovan or something?" Despite not speaking any himself, Kansuke didn't actually have a problem with other languages. He was mostly just talking because it gave his mouth something to do other than curse rapidly, and he knew there were certain grammar mistakes people from certain sectors made when speaking Basic: If it wasn't your first language, you were bound to have trouble with it.
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    Kansuke had his fair share of frustration that day: The rocking of the ship threw off his morning workout, he was stuck inside the ship during the fight because he couldn't take his mech out, and to make matters so, SO MUCH WORSE, he was now standing in the center of what looked suspiciously like a middle-school dance. As he wove his way out of the crowd of other students, he passed a server and plucked something off their tray practically at random, sticking a piece of some kind of meat into his mouth without looking and cringing slightly. "Nobody in this corner of the galaxy heard of salt," he wondered, "or are my tastebuds shutting down?" His eye was twitching by the time he got out of the mob, popping out within earshot of some other non-dancing people with an exaggerated GASP and a frustrated shake of his head. "This is stupid," he muttered loudly, "The music, the food, the dancing. Makes me want to throw a punch just to see one of these choffers start something." Unfortunately, it was day one. Scratch that, day zero, and getting kicked out before classes even begin was not on Kansuke's to-do list.
  11. ChampionZero
    Thanks! I'll get on that as soon as I can!
  12. ChampionZero
    THIRD TIME'S A CHARM! I went back to "high-firepower" and stuck with the cybernetics thing as the "something unique."
  13. ChampionZero
    I was going for an all-rounder, but I guess the design muddles that a little. Should I try one more edit? What can I make that this roster doesn't have already?
  14. ChampionZero
    Edits have been made. I've adjusted Kansuke's personality and redesigned the HYD-Tyrant based on more recent inspiration. Hopefully it's a little more workable.
  15. ChampionZero
    Live Long and Die Free Mecha Info
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    At the moment, I'm hopping around Greece with my brothers, so I've got no classes but my living situation is a little chaotic. Until the 14th, I might be a bit slow, but I can check in daily and post about bi-daily. And my character concept is already mostly done, I just need to write up the history section.
  17. ChampionZero
    Hey! Just checking in since it's been like, three months, it says you're kind of accepting and I'm a lot more free now. Is there any room for a late arrival?
  18. ChampionZero
    Power: 32% Elijah reeled from the impact, but absorbed the electricity and skidded to a halt in front of their barricade. "Stormy! 'Vine!" He flashed a grin as his gauntlets and jets retracted with a VWORP sound. Quickly creating a gap and slipping into the insulated fort, his body finished reverting as his cells cannibalized the excess musculature, recycling some of his expended energy and making it a little less crowded in the ball of furniture. Power: 40% He combed through his hair with a free hand and sighed. "OK, so. We're up against some kind of ghost-in-the-machine type shit, this freak has no qualms about vamping my ass for electricity, and I'm running on less than half my full capacity. Any ideas on how to turn the tide a little?"
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    Power: 50% Loadout: Hypertrophy I, Mecha Fists I Elijah stalked down the hall, scraping his fingertips down the wall as he went. "Come out, come out, wherever you are... Storm? Diviner? Cap?" He narrowed his eyes. "Ugh. Fine, I can manage one more build." He closed his eyes and knelt, and a pair of metal wings formed, two L-shaped frames that jutted downward from his shoulderblades. As he positioned himself like a runner, and the walls began to spark with the intruder's presence, they flipped upwards and a row of little thrusters smoldered to life. Power: 45% Loadout: Hypertrophy I, Mecha Fists I, Boost Jets I Elijah leapt forward like a sprinter and the jets flamed, picking him up off the ground for a moment before taking him down the hallway at breakneck speed, managing to turn at the first corner as outlets began to pop like blisters, live wires trying to reach out to him like so many crackling hands. "Kai kasou, malakes!" He cackled as he shot past them, eyes ahead and arms raised to defend his face against attacks up ahead, but he found none, until he cut the power to his jets and planted his feet, trailing smoke as he ran face-first into...
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    WIP
  21. ChampionZero
    I just read it over. I'm going to put up a WIP, and ask for some help with making a Persona.
  22. ChampionZero
    Velvet Corps sounds sexy. You have my attention.
  23. ChampionZero
    OK, thanks anyways!
  24. ChampionZero
    Hey guys! Checking in since my other games are slow: are you guys still accepting?
  25. ChampionZero
    Current Power: 64% Status: Draining Nano did not take kindly to rude awakenings. And there's hardly a ruder awakening than finding that the electrical cord plugged into the base of your skull is violently draining energy from your body. "FUCK!" was the first word out of Elijah's mouth as his spine arched and his nervous system glowed as currents ran through them at breakneck speed. He had no time to think, only stop whatever was happening. His hands moved slowly, painfully as they resisted spasm after spasm, and the cord was swiftly ripped from his skull, sparking like a live wire as he scrambled away from it and pressed his back to the opposite wall. Current Power: 52% Status: Stable Unfortunately, the wire was not yet done. It reared up like a snake and shot at him, only to be caught in one hand and ripped from the wall socket by the other. "Great. I've hardly got any charge to work with and I'm being attacked by the base itself. If this is some harebrained drill to get us to work together better..." Veins and arteries buzzed with the passage of electricity, and his nanites began to replicate muscle and sinew, nerves and skin, expanding his body. In a few moments, he had a broader torso, thicker limbs, and his gloves had transformed into elbow-length gauntlets as big as his thighs, ending in heavy pneumatic-filled hands. Loadout Selected: Hypertrophy I, Mecha Fists. "No sense waiting here..." He punched the door open with his freshly enhanced strength and stepped out into the hall. "Yo! Anyone else just get attacked by a fucking surge protector or is that just me?"
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