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Post by Risa Sonozaki on Jun 4, 2023 2:52:46 GMT
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» NAME: Risa Sonozaki
» AGE: 18
» GENDER: Female
» AFFILIATION: Villain
» ALIAS: ♡Magical☆Violence♡ ("You can't be serious. . . ")
» OCCUPATION: Terrorist ("That's not a real job!")
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[attr="class","header1"]RISA SONOZAKI
[attr="class","header2"]OVERVIEW
» NAME: Risa Sonozaki
» AGE: 18
» GENDER: Female
» AFFILIATION: Villain
» ALIAS: ♡Magical☆Violence♡ ("You can't be serious. . . ")
» OCCUPATION: Terrorist ("That's not a real job!")
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A "Rebel Magical Girl" ("Wow, so original. Totally-not-H*mura.") who seems to personify the most random and bipolar intrusive thoughts that would suffer to exist, Risa is someone who regularly flips between upbeat demeanors and depression, gentle love and random acts of violence, an outdoorsy shopper to an otaku who refuses to leave her home. ("Yeah right, 'unhinged' is more the right word.") Others assume that she has no true agency due to her instability and treat her as they would a child due to her height, but the truth is that she is far past the level of awareness where she is cognizant of her own actions. ("I wouldn't touch her with a 10-foot pole. . .") But above all, the one aspect of her that remains constant is the hatred of those she sees as oppressors. ("Doesn't that make her even more dangerous?!")
[attr="class","header2"]PERSONALITY
» POSITIVE TRAITS:✔ Loyal | » NEGATIVE TRAITS:✘ Impulsive |
»LIKES:✔ Cats | »DISLIKES:✘ Heroes |
A "Rebel Magical Girl" ("Wow, so original. Totally-not-H*mura.") who seems to personify the most random and bipolar intrusive thoughts that would suffer to exist, Risa is someone who regularly flips between upbeat demeanors and depression, gentle love and random acts of violence, an outdoorsy shopper to an otaku who refuses to leave her home. ("Yeah right, 'unhinged' is more the right word.") Others assume that she has no true agency due to her instability and treat her as they would a child due to her height, but the truth is that she is far past the level of awareness where she is cognizant of her own actions. ("I wouldn't touch her with a 10-foot pole. . .") But above all, the one aspect of her that remains constant is the hatred of those she sees as oppressors. ("Doesn't that make her even more dangerous?!")
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» HEIGHT: 5'3
» WEIGHT: 94 lbs
» EYE COLOR: Yellow
» HAIR COLOR: Orange/Yellow
» SKIN COLOR: Slightly Brown
» FACE CLAIM NAME: Popuko ("Oh no.")
» FACE CLAIM SERIES: Pop Team Epic ("God help us.")
Compared to those who host a variety outlandish looks due to their quirk or fashion choice, Risa's choice of daily wear is rather unremarkable. She always seems to be wearing the same high-school sailor blouse and skirt all the time, even in cold temperatures across the city. ("Looks more like some kind of weird age-cosplay. . . ") This look helps her blend in with a crowd anywhere due to the frequency of people wearing school uniforms in Tokyo, which has enabled her to evade the authorities on countless occasions. And while she is rather short compared to 70% of Tokyo's hero and villain population, Risa makes up for it in being surprisingly thick around the limbs. ("Haha, fat.") Her coarse, naturally yellow hair is always tied into a pair of small twin-tails. Something she maintains even during her sleep. ("What a psycho, that sounds so uncomfortable.")
[attr="class","header2"]APPEARANCE
» HEIGHT: 5'3
» WEIGHT: 94 lbs
» EYE COLOR: Yellow
» HAIR COLOR: Orange/Yellow
» SKIN COLOR: Slightly Brown
» FACE CLAIM NAME: Popuko ("Oh no.")
» FACE CLAIM SERIES: Pop Team Epic ("God help us.")
Compared to those who host a variety outlandish looks due to their quirk or fashion choice, Risa's choice of daily wear is rather unremarkable. She always seems to be wearing the same high-school sailor blouse and skirt all the time, even in cold temperatures across the city. ("Looks more like some kind of weird age-cosplay. . . ") This look helps her blend in with a crowd anywhere due to the frequency of people wearing school uniforms in Tokyo, which has enabled her to evade the authorities on countless occasions. And while she is rather short compared to 70% of Tokyo's hero and villain population, Risa makes up for it in being surprisingly thick around the limbs. ("Haha, fat.") Her coarse, naturally yellow hair is always tied into a pair of small twin-tails. Something she maintains even during her sleep. ("What a psycho, that sounds so uncomfortable.")
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Haaaah? You want me to start allll the way from the beginning? Some tedious fucker you are, ("Who, me?") better get me that ultra crispy value pack of Lays like you promised afterwards- ("Like hell I am.") fine, where do I start.
Dunno where I was born, first memory I ever had was absolutely wrecking the play-pen I was in when I was some brat. Teddy's head was over there, duplo blocks were stuck in the ceiling, you get the picture. ("No I fucking don't! What the hell happened?!") I had a habit of doing that a lot, and pops didn't like that. Oh yeah, speaking of pops he was a boss. ("Oh.") A BIG boss. ("OH.") Did a bunch of shady stuff I never got to see a lot of, but for some reason that got him a lot of goons who did a lot of the basic work for him. ("So he was a criminal. Right.") They all treated me like some kind of king- probably because pops would crush them if anything happened to me. Oh yeah, did I mention I was a boy back then? ("No, and I didn't really ask about any of this.")
Never met mom. I remember pops saying she was from Le- La- Labi- Lebebnanon. ("It's Lebanon, you twit.") Yeah, that's right. She sorta just left while I was born and didn't come back, but after cracking into pops' phone I think the real reason was because she bouncing on some Burgerlander's ("You mean American?") d**k. Oh, yep. I see the texts right here:
["You whore how could you."]
["I'm sorry he made me feel special."]
("Why the hell do you have your dad's phone?!")
Well, anyways I grew up super comfy. Got anything I wanted. ("Uhuh.") Pops thought I was too special for school, so I got a tutor. Boooy do I regret messing with em' at all, I can still hear my collarbone pop from when he broke it in one chop! Seriously, the dude was no joke! ("That sounds like child abuse. . . ") Pops hired an actual killer to teach me to be strong! ("Why the fuck would he do that!") . . . and math, fuck I hated math. Tutor guy was super strict and tough, but he also felt like someone I could trust after a while.God I miss him. But yeah, I spent almost every day learning under this guy lasting longer one second at a time. How long did this last? Well, it went on for a good number of years. Up until I was around 15 or something. ("Honestly this explains why you turned out this way.")
Oh yeah- this was when I woke up one day and realized I was a chick. ("Huh?") I immediately told pops about it and he sorta freaked for a good week or two. Yeah, I have those texts as well here.
["Hey pops I'm a girl. Call me Risa from now on"]
["What the fuck are you on about"]
("Again, why do you have your dad's phone?!")
He didn't really talk about it after that, just seemed annoyed whenever I'd show up around in a dress. ("Uhh. . .") I'd ask for hormones almost every day, but he'd just ignore me. Bummed me out quite a bit, but I didn't give up on myself. ("Oh, shit.") Tutor dude seemed to acknowledge me though, started treating me more 'nicely'. BLEH! I told him to cut the shit and treat me like he always did! This was just disrespect! ("G-Gender equality, right. . . ") Oh yeah his name was Genzo, forgot to mention that in the start.
But around this time was when shit REALLY hit the fan. Pops got busted! There was like a whole-ass raid on our house with a shootout and everything! Lots of dad's goons went down, and I had to hide up in the attic while Genzobit the dust DEFINITELY escaped. ("Wait, what? I can see you scribbled out the words!") Pops got arrested without much of a fight it sounds like, heroes played dirty by ganging up on him, and then they threw him into the slammer.
Haven't. . . seen him since.
(". . .")
Oh shit, I spilled the soy sauce I was gonna dip my gyoza in.
("You were eating gyoza?!")
It's fine, no one's reading this anyway.
("Then why are you writing this!")
Well, after that I got put into foster care. I didn't really feel interested in pretending two geeks I never met were going to be my parents, ("Doesn't that defeat the purpose of foster care?") so I got a job at McD*nalds and moved out as fast as I could. Though, they got me my hormones. ("Oh, that was cool of them to do.") That was cool of them I guess. I just lived like this until I was 18, doing pretty much nothing every day except work, sleep, and lie about the ice cream machine being broken. ("I'm pretty sure that's illegal. . . ")
So, there I was. In my shitty apartment while opening some boxes I forgot about. Turns out they were full of stuff that didn't get confiscated as evidence for the crime scene. And. . . inside I found a ripped present. Police fuckers probably searched the inside to see if there was meth on the inside or anything. Well, sadly there was no meth. ("Sadly??") No blue. Instead, there was some crummy high school uniform with. . . a note.
"You win Risa, you little shit. I still think you're a guy but I want you to be happy."
I couldn't stop crying. ("He. . . he didn't affirm your gender identity at all.") I couldn't stop shitting on myself for doing nothing when the one person who cared about me was locked away! I decided then and there, I'd do anything I could to bust him out!
So I learned how to make bombs, those guys in the QLF (Quirk Liberation Front) were nice enough to teach me after I told them who pops was and what I wanted to do. ("You joined Japan's equivalent of ISIS?!") They also gave me a guuuu()*&)(
Fuck I just shot my gun by accident, hope no one heard that.
("Why do you have a gun while you're writing!")
But yeah, I started small. First time was bombing a police box. Thought it'd be harder, but it was super easy to just lob one of those bad boys and run like hell. ("That's terrorism. You committed an act of terrorism.") Dynamite is awesome! ("It's really not. . . ")
Well, this is where I am now. Kicking asses, going shopping, and bombing the fuck out of police!
(". . .")
Oh yeah, you didn't think I noticed you?
("Huh?!")
I've slowly been getting pissed off at you for shitting on everything I say and do. . .
("W-Wait! How-")
God can't save you from me.
[attr="class","header2"]HISTORY
Haaaah? You want me to start allll the way from the beginning? Some tedious fucker you are, ("Who, me?") better get me that ultra crispy value pack of Lays like you promised afterwards- ("Like hell I am.") fine, where do I start.
Dunno where I was born, first memory I ever had was absolutely wrecking the play-pen I was in when I was some brat. Teddy's head was over there, duplo blocks were stuck in the ceiling, you get the picture. ("No I fucking don't! What the hell happened?!") I had a habit of doing that a lot, and pops didn't like that. Oh yeah, speaking of pops he was a boss. ("Oh.") A BIG boss. ("OH.") Did a bunch of shady stuff I never got to see a lot of, but for some reason that got him a lot of goons who did a lot of the basic work for him. ("So he was a criminal. Right.") They all treated me like some kind of king- probably because pops would crush them if anything happened to me. Oh yeah, did I mention I was a boy back then? ("No, and I didn't really ask about any of this.")
Never met mom. I remember pops saying she was from Le- La- Labi- Lebebnanon. ("It's Lebanon, you twit.") Yeah, that's right. She sorta just left while I was born and didn't come back, but after cracking into pops' phone I think the real reason was because she bouncing on some Burgerlander's ("You mean American?") d**k. Oh, yep. I see the texts right here:
["You whore how could you."]
["I'm sorry he made me feel special."]
("Why the hell do you have your dad's phone?!")
Well, anyways I grew up super comfy. Got anything I wanted. ("Uhuh.") Pops thought I was too special for school, so I got a tutor. Boooy do I regret messing with em' at all, I can still hear my collarbone pop from when he broke it in one chop! Seriously, the dude was no joke! ("That sounds like child abuse. . . ") Pops hired an actual killer to teach me to be strong! ("Why the fuck would he do that!") . . . and math, fuck I hated math. Tutor guy was super strict and tough, but he also felt like someone I could trust after a while.
Oh yeah- this was when I woke up one day and realized I was a chick. ("Huh?") I immediately told pops about it and he sorta freaked for a good week or two. Yeah, I have those texts as well here.
["Hey pops I'm a girl. Call me Risa from now on"]
["What the fuck are you on about"]
("Again, why do you have your dad's phone?!")
He didn't really talk about it after that, just seemed annoyed whenever I'd show up around in a dress. ("Uhh. . .") I'd ask for hormones almost every day, but he'd just ignore me. Bummed me out quite a bit, but I didn't give up on myself. ("Oh, shit.") Tutor dude seemed to acknowledge me though, started treating me more 'nicely'. BLEH! I told him to cut the shit and treat me like he always did! This was just disrespect! ("G-Gender equality, right. . . ") Oh yeah his name was Genzo, forgot to mention that in the start.
But around this time was when shit REALLY hit the fan. Pops got busted! There was like a whole-ass raid on our house with a shootout and everything! Lots of dad's goons went down, and I had to hide up in the attic while Genzo
Haven't. . . seen him since.
(". . .")
Oh shit, I spilled the soy sauce I was gonna dip my gyoza in.
("You were eating gyoza?!")
It's fine, no one's reading this anyway.
("Then why are you writing this!")
Well, after that I got put into foster care. I didn't really feel interested in pretending two geeks I never met were going to be my parents, ("Doesn't that defeat the purpose of foster care?") so I got a job at McD*nalds and moved out as fast as I could. Though, they got me my hormones. ("Oh, that was cool of them to do.") That was cool of them I guess. I just lived like this until I was 18, doing pretty much nothing every day except work, sleep, and lie about the ice cream machine being broken. ("I'm pretty sure that's illegal. . . ")
So, there I was. In my shitty apartment while opening some boxes I forgot about. Turns out they were full of stuff that didn't get confiscated as evidence for the crime scene. And. . . inside I found a ripped present. Police fuckers probably searched the inside to see if there was meth on the inside or anything. Well, sadly there was no meth. ("Sadly??") No blue. Instead, there was some crummy high school uniform with. . . a note.
"You win Risa, you little shit. I still think you're a guy but I want you to be happy."
I couldn't stop crying. ("He. . . he didn't affirm your gender identity at all.") I couldn't stop shitting on myself for doing nothing when the one person who cared about me was locked away! I decided then and there, I'd do anything I could to bust him out!
So I learned how to make bombs, those guys in the QLF (Quirk Liberation Front) were nice enough to teach me after I told them who pops was and what I wanted to do. ("You joined Japan's equivalent of ISIS?!") They also gave me a guuuu()*&)(
Fuck I just shot my gun by accident, hope no one heard that.
("Why do you have a gun while you're writing!")
But yeah, I started small. First time was bombing a police box. Thought it'd be harder, but it was super easy to just lob one of those bad boys and run like hell. ("That's terrorism. You committed an act of terrorism.") Dynamite is awesome! ("It's really not. . . ")
Well, this is where I am now. Kicking asses, going shopping, and bombing the fuck out of police!
(". . .")
Oh yeah, you didn't think I noticed you?
("Huh?!")
I've slowly been getting pissed off at you for shitting on everything I say and do. . .
("W-Wait! How-")
God can't save you from me.
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- Cell Phone: A simple neo-android model with a hello kitty case. Used by her to set off IED's.
- Sailor Uniform: A gift from her father she holds quite dear, surprisingly durable despite not really acting as protection.
- Barbed Bat, Pistol: Various weapons she has armed herself with for a variety of situations, more in the equipment section.
- IED's: Improvised explosives used to send a message. Mostly at police boxes and stations.
- Cigarettes: A habit she picked up after her father's incarceration, used mostly to calm herself before or after committing an act of terror.
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- Cell Phone: A simple neo-android model with a hello kitty case. Used by her to set off IED's.
- Sailor Uniform: A gift from her father she holds quite dear, surprisingly durable despite not really acting as protection.
- Barbed Bat, Pistol: Various weapons she has armed herself with for a variety of situations, more in the equipment section.
- IED's: Improvised explosives used to send a message. Mostly at police boxes and stations.
- Cigarettes: A habit she picked up after her father's incarceration, used mostly to calm herself before or after committing an act of terror.
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QUIRK NAME: IFO/Identified Flying Object
QUIRK RANK: S-
QUIRK TYPE: Mutation/Transformation
QUIRK DESCRIPTION: By turning her body inside out, Risa is able to transform herself into a flying saucer that resembles an octopus. In this form, she is capable of flight and gains a slight boost to defense as the vehicle is sturdier compared to the human body. This transformation is achieved by pulling on the jellyfish tentacles that protrude out of a hole in the nape of her neck. The 4 tentacles of her saucer form can be accessed even when her quirk isn't active, though they merely serve as extra appendages that are several meters long.
Lebanese Space Laser: For her main method of attack, she is able to absorb atmospheric electricity and convert it to energy, shooting heat-based pellets, bombs, and laser beams like a true space invader.
QUIRK DRAWBACKS: Usage of Lebanese Space Laser has the side-effect of generating heat within Risa's body, causing her to overheat if too many shots are used in a single timeframe. Overheating will force her to exit her flying saucer form left she risk death. As a rule of thumb, pellets and lasers generate less heat, while bombs generate the most heat.
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QUIRK NAME: IFO/Identified Flying Object
QUIRK RANK: S-
QUIRK TYPE: Mutation/Transformation
QUIRK DESCRIPTION: By turning her body inside out, Risa is able to transform herself into a flying saucer that resembles an octopus. In this form, she is capable of flight and gains a slight boost to defense as the vehicle is sturdier compared to the human body. This transformation is achieved by pulling on the jellyfish tentacles that protrude out of a hole in the nape of her neck. The 4 tentacles of her saucer form can be accessed even when her quirk isn't active, though they merely serve as extra appendages that are several meters long.
Lebanese Space Laser: For her main method of attack, she is able to absorb atmospheric electricity and convert it to energy, shooting heat-based pellets, bombs, and laser beams like a true space invader.
QUIRK DRAWBACKS: Usage of Lebanese Space Laser has the side-effect of generating heat within Risa's body, causing her to overheat if too many shots are used in a single timeframe. Overheating will force her to exit her flying saucer form left she risk death. As a rule of thumb, pellets and lasers generate less heat, while bombs generate the most heat.
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[attr="class","header2"]ATTRIBUTES
» AWARENESS (B-) | » PRESENCE (C+) |
» CONSTITUTION (B) | » SPEED (C-) |
» DEXTERITY (C) | » STRENGTH (B-) |
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EQUIPMENT NAME: ♡Kill Me Baby!♡
EQUIPMENT RANK: B-
EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURER: N/A
EQUIPMENT DESCRIPTION: A pair of handguns designed with modern pulse technology to absorb and compress atmospheric energy in order to create bullets. It greatly reduces killing power and bullet speed in exchange for functionally infinite ammo which can constantly be spammed.
EQUIPMENT NAME: ☆Cutie Punch!☆
EQUIPMENT RANK: B-
EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURER: N/A
EQUIPMENT DESCRIPTION: A sizeable, barbed metal baseball bat modified to simultaneously act like a cattle prod. Having the same effect an average stun-gun has on its target. Other than that, it's just a big club with spikes on it.
EQUIPMENT NAME: Improvised Explosive Device
EQUIPMENT RANK: D-
EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURER: Sonozaki Incorporated LTD (Herself)
EQUIPMENT DESCRIPTION: Cell-signal activated bombs created from a combination of plastic explosives and scrap metal. They're pretty much useless in fights due to their unreliability but are cost-effective enough to do the job when committing acts of terror.
EQUIPMENT NAME: Dummy Explosives
EQUIPMENT RANK: D-
EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURER: Sonozaki Incorporated LTD (Again, Herself)
EQUIPMENT DESCRIPTION: Perfect replicas of her real IED's- looking, sounding, and reacting to cell-signals just like them. Only difference is that there's no real explosives inside. Useful for when she wants to threaten civilians without causing any real casualties.
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EQUIPMENT NAME: ♡Kill Me Baby!♡
EQUIPMENT RANK: B-
EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURER: N/A
EQUIPMENT DESCRIPTION: A pair of handguns designed with modern pulse technology to absorb and compress atmospheric energy in order to create bullets. It greatly reduces killing power and bullet speed in exchange for functionally infinite ammo which can constantly be spammed.
EQUIPMENT NAME: ☆Cutie Punch!☆
EQUIPMENT RANK: B-
EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURER: N/A
EQUIPMENT DESCRIPTION: A sizeable, barbed metal baseball bat modified to simultaneously act like a cattle prod. Having the same effect an average stun-gun has on its target. Other than that, it's just a big club with spikes on it.
EQUIPMENT NAME: Improvised Explosive Device
EQUIPMENT RANK: D-
EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURER: Sonozaki Incorporated LTD (Herself)
EQUIPMENT DESCRIPTION: Cell-signal activated bombs created from a combination of plastic explosives and scrap metal. They're pretty much useless in fights due to their unreliability but are cost-effective enough to do the job when committing acts of terror.
EQUIPMENT NAME: Dummy Explosives
EQUIPMENT RANK: D-
EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURER: Sonozaki Incorporated LTD (Again, Herself)
EQUIPMENT DESCRIPTION: Perfect replicas of her real IED's- looking, sounding, and reacting to cell-signals just like them. Only difference is that there's no real explosives inside. Useful for when she wants to threaten civilians without causing any real casualties.
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SKILL NAME: Chemist
SKILL RANK: C
SKILL DESCRIPTION: Risa is moderately skilled in crafting her own explosives with chemicals, as well as understanding how explosives made by herself and others will work. She is able to craft explosives and chemical compounds equal to her level in this skill.
[attr="class","header2"]SKILLS
SKILL NAME: Chemist
SKILL RANK: C
SKILL DESCRIPTION: Risa is moderately skilled in crafting her own explosives with chemicals, as well as understanding how explosives made by herself and others will work. She is able to craft explosives and chemical compounds equal to her level in this skill.
PLAYED BY Talismuggles
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