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[spoiler=The magical grill tsundere CV Rie Kugyuuhoweveryouspellit]

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, you stupid pet! From today on, you're my slave and there's no denying it!"

"Now, repent for all your sins!"


Name: Grisaia Stilton

Age: (It's a high-school people, age needs to make some sense.) 16, although appears 10.

Gender: Suspiciously male based on and body shape, but looks female. Sounds androgynous.

Profession: Mage

Race: Human

Personality: Grisaia is a rather specific tsundere archtype - the Shanaclone. Like all tsunderes, the Shanaclone is cold to you in the beginning, but warms up to you once you get to know them better. Shanaclones are hot-headed by definition, but trust me, Grisaia is too hot-headed, even for the most aggresive of tsundere archtypes. Grisaia is a violent b**** who holds quite a number of grudges. She is just so aggresive, her only friend is his Poltergeist. Sometimes, you may feel that you just can't get along with her, and that, sadly for him, might be true. He also doesn't like people mocking her flat chest or petite stature.

Biography: Grisaia comes from the great bloodline known as the Stilton family. This bloodline is full of traps and reverse traps. So much that you can't tell who's male or female. The Stiltons must as well be a seperate species from humans - they are fertile only from 25, they can shift gender when they are 75 and they live for a minimum of 400 years. And they lay eggs. And have a slow growth rate. They are also non-elemental magicians who primarily learn non-elemental magic, which is not strong or weak against any element. And yes, they were spreaded across the multiverse.

Grisaia lead a fine childhood practicing basic spells. His side of the family believed in sheer force, rather than skill and precision, when it came to spells, which is precisely why he hasn't learnt higher level spells yet. His greatest success was unintentionally summoning her familiar from her own body, a Poltergeist he named Faye.

After the disaster, Grisaia was invited to the school in order to recieve a proper education, and possi bly, learn more skills to make up for her lack of high magic.

Appearance: Grisaia is about 1.47 metres tall, and has an awfully flat chest and lack of curves. She has long, cyan blue hair and shimmering emerald green eyes. His skin is fair and his figure is so slender, he could break like a twig. She tends to don the school uniform.

Apart from that, she has an alternate form - FayeGrisaia, who practically looks like an older version of her with her right eye being Faye's demonic red. In this form, he looks like some magical girl, complete with frilly black-and-white dress. She also has a C-cup in this form. This form can only be accessed by kissing Faye.

The next form, FayeGrisaia Xtreme, can only be accessed by a great concentration while in the form of FayeGrisaia. This form is rather curvy with an F-cup. He possesses a typical witch's hat and has a pair of twintails. Both her eyes are red and her hair, shining silver. Her outfit is still a mix of black and white. The middle area of her full body, although only above waist level, is exposed, and her back is quite bare. She also wears high heels of unmatching colours, and the same can be said about his gloves.

Mech Discription: Grisaia possesses the Wizardragon-057, a mech that is the shape of a mechanical dragon. Its eyes are an intimidating red, and its body, a silvery metal. And yes, it flies, and its primary form of offense is the gatling guns attached to its wings and mouth. It can modify its wings in place of blades for melee combat, as well as an anti-gravity manipulator located on its head.

Instrument: Her Accordion tranforms into a gunscythe, however that works. Her gunscythe, in turn, transforms into a second form - a gatling gun equipped with a really sharp longsword acting as a bayonet. He can pull this sword out.

Other weapons/equipment: He possesses quite a lot of bombs, which he had learned to use from a relative to make up for his lack of precision and skill.
She also has an emergency motorcycle. It doesn't run on fuel, so Faye has to possess it for it to work.

Spirit Animal: A Poltergeist he calls Faye. Faye takes on the appearance of a little thirteen-year old girl, complete with elven ears. Her chest is a B-cup, and she is a little curvy. Instead of clothes, she has ribbons wrapping her suggestive areas. Her hair is a black hime-cut, and her eyes a demonic blood red. She is about 1.57 metres tall. She has a cute little fang, too.[/spoiler]

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Can you explain the professions in-depth a bit more?

 

I know I'm not JM, but I can probably help.

 

Profession with RP, may be what your trying to better your character to become (or if their already at that level or experience, just a bit more honing their skills). I assume that's how its going...unsure entirely though.

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"In the world of locked doors, the man with the key is king. Many things can be the door, but not many can be the key. I wonder if I'll look nice in a crown then…"

 

[hr]Personal Information[hr]Name: [acronym="Real name unknown. No records exist of a person matching any of his biometric features."]VZ[/acronym]

Age: [acronym="Actual age unknown. It is nothing but a speculated age from appearance."]17[/acronym]

Gender: [acronym="Appears to be male, at least."]Male[/acronym]

Profession: [acronym="Hybrid of Mage and Engineer, and quite literally a fusion of machine, man, and magic."]Technomagus[/acronym]

Race: Dæmon

[hr][spoiler="Appearance"]VZ has slightly long brown hair, and brilliant red eyes. His face is sharp and angular face. Standing at about 5'10", he is slightly tall for his age. He usually has a red shirt underneath, and a short, vest-like coat over it, the hood back. The jacket is a tough denim, black in color and has several buckles, studs, and rings on the jacket. He has red gloves on all the time. His right arm has a red fabric wrapped around the wrist. He usually wears a two-color collar around his neck of a red and black color. His shirt bottom is torn and hangs over his pants, with black marks sort of like paint slashes across the front. The left leg is a sort of smoother fabric of a grey color, with dark grey bands over the front. His right pant leg is red and has laces coming down from the knee to his toes, like a long boot, but sort of softer. He does not care for the school uniform.

 

He usually has a very calm expression on his face, and does not smile as much. When he does smile, nobody can understand any possible reason why. Very detached at times, and with eyes that seem to look into your soul, many find it unsettling to talk to VZ or be around him for a long time. He is very blunt, and analytic. This can offend people at times, as he reveals truths about them that they might not wish to be known. He is usually seen by himself, excluding Argent. He wears his same clothes through usually any temperature, and can be sort of distinctive in a group of people.[/spoiler][hr][spoiler="Personality"](At least a paragraph. Make it as bland or interesting as you please.)

VZ is a very enigmatic person. Even Argent himself seems to have a bit of trouble understanding him at times. On the outside, he appears very detached and unsympathetic, and is even on the inside a bit. This is mainly because of the fact he had no friends, nor did he make the effort to have any. His socialization skills are also thus sort of lacking. When Argent came to him though, it shined a light into his darker moods, helping him become happier and more normal again. Also, VZ rarely speaks unless it is to bluntly bash what a person thinks systematically with well-developed arguments that seemed to be conjured out of thin air, without any of the time one might assume would take to make an argument such as his. He still shows emotions, but it is very small, and near none can catch these small traces of his humanity. When he suffers, he keeps it to himself, not wanting to weigh down his friend. When he enjoys things, he doesn't jump for glee or smile. VZ has been this way ever since people had known him. As for fighting, it seems to give him a small thrill, but only when it is good-natured and not ugly and violent.

 

He cares very deeply for Argent though, and would place Argent's safety above his own. His Spirit Animal had been with him a very long time, and was his only true friend he could rely on. Argent is one of the few people VZ smiles for, although people don't pay attention to him, and miss a rare smile like this. Talking to Argent softly, and conversing with him is one of his few joys. If one decides to make friends with him, they can try, but it will be hard and difficult. However, in the end, it might be worth it to some, uncovering the kind person hidden deep inside. Many don't bother, and thus just give up. If one gets to know him though, the wits and witticisms, the loyalty, the caring, the competitive spirit, and the warm feeling would flower out. But he is still a closed seed for now…[/spoiler][hr][spoiler="Biography"](No one knows of his full history except himself. Argent knows some of it.)

 

VZ once had a real name, but it was lost to time and history. He took careful steps to not leave a trace of his existence anywhere. Thus, not one identification system has an entry that would match to him. He was found orphaned by a group of kids at an age of maybe eight, but without any memories. Taken to their parents, he was taken into the family, but whenever it was time for a family photo or any other test that would result in documentation, he mysteriously disappeared. The family eventually got used to this quirk of his, although they'd never keep asking if he wanted a photo or anything else. Eventually, they had managed to get a secret shot of him, but to their surprise, when the photo slider out of the camera, VZ was missing from the picture. Also, a note. Although this biography refers to him as VZ, not one of his adopted family knew of this name, as VZ was his own secret alias he had taken on. Not having had a name, the family had simply taken to calling him "Shinzo" (lit. heart). They weren't sure why the name had come to mind, but it had.

 

VZ was a fine child and all, but as he grew older, a devastated look had fallen over him. Until one day, VZ had been happy, and had been even happier and upbeat in the "recent" of those days, starting to take morning walks out every day and return at sometime around lunch. The change had seemed to have happened when he had returned from a morning walk. He would not discuss it with anyone, though, going mute if anyone prodded him. During the morning walks that had become part of his daily ritual, it was his habit to go without anyone from the family, and thus, no one else witnessed anything. Growing ever more silent and withdrawn, he had refused to leave his room since then, instead studying magics and technology within his locked room, doing god knows what.

 

When the raiding by the Nori had begun a few years later, he would go out on trips, not letting anyone come with him, returning at almost night, looking exhausted, but grimly satisfied. One day, he had traveled outside, and around at dusk, a massive explosion had rocked the town, vaporizing the nearby Nori who had come to attack. When the family worried for VZ, they heard him just muttering away and doing mysterious things inside his room. They noticed a slightly burnt smell from the room, but none of them associated it with the explosion. After all, who could do such a thing? When the massive flood had came, VZ had been yelling at his computer and similar devices, until a few minutes later, he sighed in relief for some reason. The flood had been near on top of them then, and he aimed to rush his family out of there. That was not to be though. The swarms of debris that had come with the torrents had wrecked his family, and trapped the few who hadn't been killed. The torrents had crushed the walls, smashing the younger children in a grisly fashion, while broken wood pieces had impaled his father multiple times, injuring him beyond repair. Grabbing his mother, he had made a run for it.

 

Struggling to a large wooden wall floating amongst the dirty water, he propped his tired mom on top, just to realize that they were not alone. 4 Noris had surrounded them. Immediately, he summoned his staff, and slew a Nori in the blink of an eye by whipping out the metal wrapped along the grooves of the wood, slicing the beast to pieces. Using his cybernetic powers as well as his magic, he banished his staff, opting to fight with bare hands. Plunging his arm through the torso of another, he hurled it at the third, killing them both with a massively powerful impact. Looking around, he realized that the fourth was missing, and in sudden panic, whipped around. The fourth and final Nori had swam under the wall, before grabbing his mother in a powerful clawed stranglehold. Drawing out his magic into a blade of pure energy, he hurtled it at the final Nori, flashing through the air like a bolt of lightning. It instantly tore through the animal, killing it within a split second, but a split second too late. In the sudden shocks of the attack, it had clenched its paw, effectively crushing the neck all together. Falling to his knees in shock, he started to scream in anger. Setting the water itself alight with such a powerful energy it started to push back the immense floods around himself, he blasted the water back. Just as his eyes began to grow fuzzy from shock and energy abuse, a letter fluttered in the air, dropped from some passing creature. His body instinctively started to keep him protected from the dangers, sheltering him from the water and enemies. When his eyes opened eight hours later, he looked at the letter, some strange feeling ran through him, pushing away all the other feelings from what had happened. It was the feeling of…. one's destiny in front of them… Using his incredible powers, he managed to make it to the academy by himself, before collapsing tiredly just as he entered.[/spoiler][hr]

 

[hr]Battle Information[hr]

[spoiler="MK-96ΣFθ2Ψ1ΔΩ8Φ"]This Mecha is rather different compared to most Mechas. Having a sealed form which appears as a stylized pauldron wrapping around his shoulder and upper-arm of sorts, it is also fused into VZ's body itself. Completely attached to his left shoulder, it is composed of a silvery alloy which seems to be identical to the one in his staff. The entire left side of his body also has sort of a shell attached to it, upgrading it, while magic on the right side strengthens him, giving him the best of both worlds. An ink-black metal also interweaves throughout the armor piece. Lastly, an orb of a dark blue crystal, perfectly spherical is embedded into the center of the piece. If one gazes into it, it gives the appearance of staring into the night sky, with star-like lights twinkling within the depths of the crystal.

 

When VZ wants to activate it, he lays his right hand upon the crystal and chants a spell in some archaic unknown language that only he himself seems to remember, but rings with power, confirming that it is indeed, a genuine language. Perhaps, even the ancient lost dialect of Magic. The chant is [acronym="To thou, greatness, o' lord of the sky and heavens above, the one who reaches into the vast emptiness of space and gives it beauty, I make a humble plea. Please bequest upon thee, your mighty powers, in the form of an armor, composed of the starlight and stardust before time."]"Gia esý , to megaleío , o árchontas » tou ouranoú kai ouranoús ano̱téro̱, o énas pou fthánei sto apéranto kenó tou diastí̱matos kai tou dínei ti̱n omorfiá , na káno̱ mia tapeiní̱ lógo . Parakaloúme kli̱rodóti̱ma sou , ischyrés dynámeis sas , me ti̱ morfí̱ mias panoplías , pou apoteleítai apó to fo̱s to̱n asterió̱n kai astróskoni̱ prin apó to chróno ."[/acronym]

 

When VZ chants this, the heavens roar with power untold, and the skies swirl into a vortex. As it spirals down towards VZ, a bolt of dark blue energy races down, colliding into him. The vortex then continues to swirl in a massive hurricane of power, funneling into his very being. The process takes roughly three to five minutes. When the energy first strikes VZ, his entire persona lights up in a silhouette, and as the hurricane funnels into him, he is shrouded by it for the duration of the transformation. When the transformation is close to ending, the typhoon starts to slowly finish funneling into VZ, before disappearing, as the last strands of energy get sucked into him.

 

The transformation results in a vastly different appearance to VZ. He appears as a [acronym="Green on mech is dark blue in description. Tan is dark blue with silver starlight dusting, and golden line weave things. Eyes are silver. Green lines on mech are silver. Dark blue/Black on mech is mostly the same."]humanoid mech[/acronym] a of sorts. The entirety of the frame is a dark blue color, with speckles of light dusted across the surface. Bands of a silvery light weave across and shine brilliantly, contrasting with the color of the night sky, as well as being the color of its eyes.. As well as the dark blue and silver, golden colors come through in highlights through the mecha's appearance.

 

The Mecha is extremely powerful. It can fly around easily, and has a massive arsenal. Most firstly, the body of the Mecha is extremely durable. Nothing can even scratch it, except possibly other Mechas or extremely powerful attacks. It itself has massive arm-blades that it can summon that are almost as long as its arm. These can slice through any sort of material, leaving a perfectly clean cut. In addition, it can also fire powerful laser beams from every part of its body, unleashing a massive bolt of energy that can vaporize almost anything. It can fight underwater as well as in the sky, and adapts as needed to the surroundings. The arms can unfold into another cannon, even larger and more powerful than a single beam cannon on its body. For the hands, they can also morph into fully automatic guns strong enough to pierce through armored tanks easily, ripping them apart. It can also fire massive rockets from its body, which have the explosive powers of hundreds of hydrogen bombs combined.

 

For the other statistics besides power, it is extremely fast and light. It can zip around at speeds faster than sound quite easily without basically any drain to it. The power source is infinite, maximizing the energies of the sun and moon to a massive amount, as well as being supernaturally efficient. In the case it needs more power though that it doesn't have, it can take life energy from the user. This is a very risky technique, and can lead to death if abused. It can last about 500-600 seconds from just plain life energy, and longer if the user supplies any additional sources of energy, such as magic. It is estimated that for VZ, he can use it safely for maybe 1200 seconds. However, this technique places a constant drain upon the user, and if the user stops it just before neural shutdown occurs, they will be exhausted beyond measure.

 

The Mecha is sentient, and can think for itself as well. It has developed a personality some time ago, and can be very helpful and friendly at times. It has morals, and is bound to its captain, and if such a decision is necessary, will sacrifice itself or eject a pilot to save it from danger if needed, although normally it wouldn't. Very compassionate, this Mecha is one of VZ's closest companions that he relies on in a lot of circumstances. VZ calls him [acronym="Taken from an ancient language, meaning 'companion'. A shortened version of the word. Full word is Sýntrofos."]Syn/Syntro/Syntrof[/acronym].[/spoiler]

[spoiler="Grand Staff"]The Grand Staff is a long rod about VZ's height. It is made from the wood of ancient trees, now long forgotten. Twisting in an enigmatic pattern, it has ridges across the entirety of the staff, the ripples of the wow curling and twisting. The bottom of the staff transitions smoothly into a metal, almost as if the wood itself became metal there. With runic symbols engraved into the metal, one can only guess at their meaning. The wood at the top of the staff curves around into a diamond of sorts, but the very last side has about half of the end missing, so it appears as a semi-complete diamond.

 

When he needs to use it as an instrument, the staff curves around into a bow-shaped harp of sorts, and strings made of a mysterious silvery-colored alloy appear out from the body of the staff, and hook to the opposite side. Making a very alien sound unlike that from any other instrument, but very melodious, to many, it feels like it can reach into their soul, making for a very immersing and refreshing experience, as if their minds had been touched by some alien god. As a string is touched in a certain location, a bead of energy forms around the spot for a while, before fading. Depending on where the string is touched and which string, VZ can make various sounds.

 

When in battle, it is usually the general staff form, but the top of the staff straightens out, and silver liquid rushes through the veins of the wood quickly. About a second after that happens, the fibers of the wood unravel and ravel again into a bowl of sorts, the wood twisting around to make that shape. VZ can use this as a staff like any mage would, and he can increase his versatility, reach, and power by using it. The "bowl" of the staff can collect his mana, and release it in the form VZ wishes, whether it be energy blasts, shooting out fragments of energy to lacerate the enemy, make a shield, heal himself or Argent, or some other use. He doesn't use Elemental Magic really, although he could. He tends to just use pure energy, or void magic. When it is not used, it dissipates into light, and forms in light again when summoned.[/spoiler]

[spoiler="Other Inventory"]Dimensional Storage Container

VZ carries around a satchel with him, that leads directly into a pocket dimension where he can store anything of any size, and can store as many things as he wants in there, and organize them by sections. If he ever wants to retrieve something, he just thinks of what he wants and pulls it out of the bag. He has various things inside including potions, pieces of metal and enchanted trinkets to work his extraordinary engineering with, and various other items. He has enchanted it so only he can access it, and so it cannot be stolen. What's rather unique though is that if VZ wants, he can simply just act as if he's slashing a hand through the air, and if he thinks of something he wants intentionally, he can instantly grab it, which is extremely useful for battle. Also, if needed, he can escape into his pocket dimension, although that really doesn't help as it moves with him, and if he entered it, his "pocket" would be stationary there. He has yet to find out a way to somehow move around with the pocket in the real-world plane.[/spoiler]

[spoiler="Spirit Animal"]Argent

As the name of the animal suggests, VZ's spirit animal is a brilliant silver in its "true form". What's rather unique about this spirit creature is that it has no set form. If anything, his "true form" would be a [acronym="Perhaps several gallons."]large amount[/acronym] of a silvery liquid. It has very alien properties, and can change phase states at will. The rather interesting feature about Argent is that he can change shapes and take on almost any form.

 

It can also condense itself to a small size, or spread out to a larger size. Anything it takes on the form of is usually just a cheap imitation, just the silver liquid held together in the shape that it remembers of the thing it tries to imitate. However, if it knows about what it tries to imitate, it can manage to completely imitate it, looking like it identically. For example, if it's a baby dragon, he can look exactly like it and breathe fire as well. However, this is usually temporary and is not good for long-term battles. He can imitate humans as well, but if they have inborn magic or similar within them, he can only make a weak imitation of it, at least so far.

 

His favorite form that he almost always takes is something that he drew up in his own consciousness. Yes, Argent is conscious and is very smart, as well as having a personality richer than many people. He appears like a 10-year-old boy, with silvery/light violet hair and shimmery heterochromic eyes of an aquamarine and magenta. Two black "horns" float at the side of his head, with two yellow rings near the base. They are not really attached to his head, but float next to it. His ears are long horizontally, resembling elven ears. His long slender fingers do not have any calluses, nor does the entirety of his body. As for his clothing, he has a yellow and black scarf wrapped around his neck all the time with large golden stars at the end. His attire is the same always, consisting of a black-grey checkerboard short-sleeve form-fitting shirt that exposes the belly slightly in an upwards pointing "v". His pants are long and baggy, with black on the outer side of the leg and grey in the inner. Like his shirt, the right pant sleeve's left side is a checkerboard pattern, but with a lighter grey and dark grey. On the outer side of his legs, he has three large pockets for both sides, with a yellow band for the top and a dark grey "x" in the center of the yellow bands. The bottom of the pant sleeves tuck over yellow-black striped socks, leading into pointy black laceless leather heel-like shoes almost. The top of the pants are folded over to reveal small golden studs in two rows encircling the entirety of the top of the pants. The pants themselves are held together by two pieces of black fabric in a V, with gold trim running through the middle. He wears a few pieces of jewelry on him occasionally. Just before the sleeves of his t-shirt end, he has a bracelet-like ring of small blue orbs held together with a clear string. On his left arm, just below the end of the sleeve, he has small olive green oval plates linked around his arm. He wears a necklace with the same small discs held together by a small brown cord. Lastly, for his wrists, he has olive green bangles of some metal with larger discs encircling it. He is usually levitating as he moves around.

 

Argent has very many emotions and has feelings like any other person would, and feels them more strongly. He is very loyal and bound to VZ, and adores him. If VZ is injured, he would access some medicinal supplies and similar from the dimensional storage to try to treat him. He also has empathy and cares for others if they get injured as well. Very competitive, he loves watching his master battle or engaging in competitions himself as well. Like a ten-year old boy innocent of the world's harms, introduced from another planet or something, he loves to take in all the information he can, poring over things many pass off as mundane. He can catch many details others would miss this way. When VZ goes shopping for things at the supermarket, Argent floats along with him, staring at all the goods, and his face twisting in a happy smile when his master decides to buy him something. He is very playful, and can keep it up even through hard times, although sometimes it is just a facade, as to not worry VZ. He is a very kind and fair person, and is not quick to judge, but is not naive either.

 

He is smart in battle-related issues as well, and can combat very well. He offers VZ useful information about anything he could gather of the opponent, or favorable techniques, or similar. Argent himself can use a pseudo-magic of sorts. When he goes into combat, he summons a replica of VZ's staff in a scaled down size. He can use most magic that VZ can, as well as a few ones exclusive to him, for example, some variances of holy magic, such as summoning swords of light and hurling them at the enemy.[/spoiler]

 

[hr]Other Information[hr]

• VZ's favorite food seems to be very fresh raw steak slices.

• Argent's favorite food is anything that can be swallowed.

• Argent can be perverted at times, but VZ is not as interested in that sort of thing, although Argent tries to get him to change his view of that occasionally in a joking manner.

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Time to join another RP it seems.

 

[spoiler=WIP]

(Remove all parenthesis and all words inside parenthesis)
 
"Your character's over-the-top repeated catchphrase."
 
Name: 
 
Age: (It's a high-school people, age needs to make some sense.)
 
Gender:
 
Profession: (Pure ninja, mage, gunslinger, knight, or mechanic? Which are you?)
 
Race:
 
Personality: (At least a paragraph. Make it as bland or interesting as you please.)
 
Biography: (At least a paragraph. Cliche is up to you.)
 
Appearance: (At least a paragraph or a pic.)
 
Mech Discription: (You know those big fighting robots? Your character has one that they can use if they feel like it. Describe that thing, including its name, appearance, and anything else.)
 
Instrument: (Don't forget about your music club band instrument. What weapon does it turn into as well?)
 
Other weapons/equipment: (Optional, but you do have a satchel that stores anything.)
 
Spirit Animal: (Optional.)

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I'll get started when my hands are clean and grease free.

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