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Jun 20, 2023 12:02:41 GMT
Post by Fosh on Jun 20, 2023 12:02:41 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] [attr="class","likedo"] [attr="class","likedotitle"] [attr="class","likedotitle2"]MISCELLANEOUS REQUEST [attr="class","likedoinfo"] DESCRIBE THE NATURE OF YOUR REQUEST: Please archive Fosh RELEVANT LINKS: who plays who and ua rosterOTHER: gonna be away for some time, also have another character idea but gonna be too busy to juggle 2 chars at the same time anyway PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.likedo]background-color:#f0f0f0;padding:25px;width:400px;color:#888888;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle]background-color:#ffffff;border:solid 9px #444444;padding:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle2]background-color:#444444;color:#ffffff;font:bold 10px Calibri;line-height:35px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedoinfo]margin-top:-10px;border:solid 1px #e5e5e5;background-color:#f9f9f9;padding:24px;font:10px verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedosub]background-color:#444444;font:bold 8px Calibri;text-align:left;padding:10px;color:#ffffff;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] |
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Jun 11, 2023 10:54:43 GMT
Post by Fosh on Jun 11, 2023 10:54:43 GMT
One of the many mottos written on the walls of the UAU support lab was the classic phrase, 'Mistakes are part of the process!' It was simple, catchy, and served as a constant reminder to students that learning and growth comes from embracing mistakes rather than fearing them. However, there are moments when a mistake can be the one embracing you in its metal grip and while flailing you around. Talk about a subversion. Although Fosh wasn't the kind to panic at any unexpected result, even he couldn't pretend that his situation was fine for too long. Fortunately, it didn't take long for someone to arrive as soon as he yelled for help, as one of the students quickly rushed into the room. In just a few moments, the student hit the switch and disabled the metallic claw, causing it to release its creator from its grip as it suddenly ceased movement. The inertia from this caused Fosh to go flying straight into the very motto on the wall mentioned earlier. Luckily, this part of the lab was empty for this period. Just a moment later, Fosh found himself lying on the lab's clean floor. There was someone in front of him, a guy who must have turned of the claw machine, and he was asking some sort of a question. Though Fosh could only mumble a half-cohesive reply in return due to the dizziness. "Nah...that thing is just...moody today..." Groaning in pain as he carefully stood up, Fosh's expression slowly turned from painful to excited as he realized what happened. Flying through the air, even for a very brief moment, filled he moronic student with sheer elation. And aside from pain in most parts of his body, Fosh seemingly came out unscathed. Before his mind could begin racing with new ideas for the claw machine, the moronic teen first wanted to speak to his savior. "Thanks dude, you a freshman too? It's just you don't look like a turbo nerd. They usually run when shit like this happens too."
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Post by Fosh on Jun 9, 2023 18:21:58 GMT
Fosh was always a true Tokyoite - born and having lived his whole life in the largest city in the world. Now, when it comes to impressing someone with their extensive knowledge of the city, most Tokyoites often end up mentioning a few obscure places they've been to without providing much detail But Fosh was different. He could confidently claim that he knew at least 45% of all disposal areas throughout all of Tokyo. And it wasn't just some surface-level knowledge either; this moron had actually visited (or at least attempted to) nearly half of the junkyards and garbage dumps in this ginormous megacity. Of course, stopping at just half wasn't Fosh's style. He embarked on a mission to witness and perhaps even touch every single dump, aiming to make an ultimate conclusion about which one he considered the very best. As a result, no actual research was done beyond his personal preferences. There was no list or note-taking involved, as Fosh deemed such practices too "nerdy" from his view. Good thing his brain somehow went extra mile to make sure that no junkyard was forgotten or misremembered, so Fosh could be sure that the dump he was making his way to wasn't already visited before. Just like how he was on his way to a a new scrapyard now. It wasn't even that far from UAU, which was convenient since Fosh lived in the Uni dorms now, though he is still yet to get used to that fact. Reaching the destination on his scrap-cycle, Fosh impatiently stepped out which immediately caused the ramshackle thing to fall and break into a pile of rusted metal right behind him. His eyes were glued to plain-looking gates that led to a scrapyard of somewhat average size. All he needed now was a way to enter the area or at least to somehow take one good look at it. It didn't take long for Fosh to realize that this wasn't going to be that easy for him today. "Come on man! Just let me look around and I'll be gone in a blink! I really need this for my...ugh...Uni project! I am a freshman at UAU, for real!"
A few minutes had passed, and Fosh was still standing in front of the gate, but now pleading with the man managing the scrapyard. Initially annoyed, the man's attitude quickly shifted upon hearing the mention of UAU and Fosh's relation to it. "Just wait a sec while I look for my ID!". With that said, Fosh started rummaging through his pockets filled with scraps while slowly realizing how likely it was that he had simply lost it in his carelessness. reijiro akagi |
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Post by Fosh on Jun 7, 2023 19:25:07 GMT
This was highschool all over again!
At least that's what Fosh realized through the process of banging his fists and feet against his seat - as if it was his own way of processing information (it wasn't). He already had a hunch that the UAU experience wasn't going to differ that much from same old school, but his hope for exciting experience was fueled by many rumors and the general culture surrounding UAU.
But what kind of experience did he end up getting? Stuck sitting on a chair barely different from the school one, surrounded by super nerds quietly listening to some super-super nerds talking about how every nerd is equal or whatever they babbled about. And he still didn't even know what orientation was supposed to mean!
Fosh found the speeches so boring his ears longed to reject any and all words. He could hear someone telling to stop, but that wasn't anything new either. Even the sound such as the drumming of his feet against the floor were literal music compared to these speeches. Luckily, the teenager's eyes were still open which allowed him to notice someone that instantly managed to grab his attention. It wasn't just someone either, they were multiples of someone.
And even though Bongo's speech wasn't short and it had utilized many big words, Fosh still somewhat tried to listen due to the novelty and the way it was presented. But considering the response he was about to shout, perhaps it would have been better if he never did try to listen?
"The little green bros are right! There's been some mad disrespect from these sorphobores! Or whatever they call each other! They think they are so much better but in this orientation they didn't even orient anything!"
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Post by Fosh on Jun 7, 2023 14:46:31 GMT
What do the students of Japan's most prestigious university do in their free time? Visit junkyards, of course! Well, at least that's where Fosh preferred to go in order to relax. After all, an average garbage site embodied the complete opposite of what UAU's interior tried to represent. Sick of the atmosphere of control and perfection, it's no surprise that Fosh manages to find solace in places filled with flawed or unneeded materials. Although, it's not as if he hasn't been visiting dumpsites since his early school years, so his enrollment in the UAU couldn't be the main reason. Most likely the real reason was that Fosh simply enjoyed scrap and garbage due to some personal preferences. The boy just liked trash. Motivations aside, Fosh was on his way to the next junkyard in Tokyo that he has yet to check out. Of course, Fosh wasn't going there on foot, or else how would he even dare to call himself the scrap wizard if he couldn't make a functioning motorbike of rusted metal. It was loud, it fumed like crazy, and every other road bump felt like it could be the last. But the scrap bike somehow pulled through and carried Fosh's ass to the junkyard, which honestly wasn't that surprising. The actual miracle was the fact that the teenager managed to not be noticed by the law, as he had no license for this pile of scrap he drove on. At nighttime, the giant mountains of scrap could appear to be both intimidating or creepy, but Fosh saw beauty in the their naturally formed shapes. So, carrying a huge grin, Fosh entered his favorite place through an old backdoor entrance before immediately jumping into the creative process. Only god could know what ideas the mechaniac had in mind as he digged through the heaps of rusted metal and wood, as Fosh himself simply let his creative instinct takeover without anything preplanned. In this state he was like a fish in a new fresh pond, so it would really suck if he got interrupted- "Hey! The hell are you doin' here!?". Hearing this deep and rigid voice call him out, Fosh snapped out of his working process and turned around. Soon as he did, the three men that stood there quickly flinched back in response. They didn't look like the hobos Fosh usually encountered at places like this, but they weren't exactly well-dressed either. "You with the Scavengers?! I told them there are no vehicles left here!". The older one of the bunch spoke up in an irritated manner, but still carefully standing a few meters away. "Nah bro, I am Fosh! Sure I take some scrap sometimes, but I ain't no scavenger! I think..."
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Post by Fosh on Jun 6, 2023 10:35:15 GMT
The UAU lab premises for the support department were not merely a physical space; they were an ecosystem designed to nurture and catalyze generations of bright-minded individuals. From the moment one stepped foot into the lab, a palpable sense of modernity and cutting-edge technology enveloped the space, leaving new visitors awe-inspired. But Fosh was absolutely frustrated by all of that. The whole freaking university was already nothing but a huge nerd town in his eyes and now he had to spend most of his time in the real epicenter of nerdiness. The labs were so soulless in their design and contents that Fosh could feel his own creative soul leaving his body the first time he walked in there. Fosh simply couldn't see anything original - all of the desks were the same and all of the projects on these desks just screamed "innovative" or "efficient" or "reliable". He couldn't stand these words, yet he had to survive in an environment completely represented by them. And not to mention all of the rules and free space etiquette or whatever those nerds called it. What did it mean? Fosh didn't even want to bother asking. Despite this personal struggle of his, Fosh wasn't the kind to stay down for long, so he jumped back up. Literally. As he began jumping around the support lab in order to keep his body and therefore mind active. Bouncing his way towards his own little desk, the moronic teenager continued his work on a personal project he named - The Claw 9000. It resided in an almost finished state (three huge chunks of rusted metal) near his scrap-covered desk and appeared to be a huge a metal claw connected to a long snake-like appendage. Due to its size he simply didn't have enough scrap to make it work yesterday, but now nothing was stopping him. Impatiently, Fosh emptied out his bags of scrap and trash onto the Claw before beginning to work his magic. After just a few minutes, the work was finished, and with a single press of the rusted switch, the Claw sprang into action. It was supposed to grab the first thing in front of it which was a trash can, but instead it quickly turned on its creator and grabbed Fosh as if he was some plushie in a claw machine arcade. His creation would then begin aimlessly flailing Fosh through the air and then continuing to loop this action. At first, Fosh was somewhat pleased that it worked even if it chose the wrong target, but moments later the nauseating movements finally caused him to ask for help. "STOP THIS PIECE OF GARBAGE!! I DON'T WANNA PUKE OUT MY LUNCH!!" Luca Itadori |
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Post by Fosh on Jun 5, 2023 19:44:36 GMT
Character Name: Fosh Skillset: Pretty much anything related to engineering Fosh can make out of trash and scrap. Weapons, gear, suits, machines, contraptions and so on. It won't look pretty, but it will look badass, at least from his perspective. Population: Fosh is an idiot and has no problem making stuff for strangers, so even villains can get it if they don't out themselves. Location: Labs or his dorm room at UA mostly. Unlike other manufacturers though, he only needs trash to build stuff, so meeting and making gear pretty much anywhere is totally possible too. Preferred Contact: DM, tags anywhere or whatever is fine Other: |
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Post by Fosh on Jun 5, 2023 7:07:59 GMT
"Where the hell is everybody?!"
Fosh yelled out with his voice echoing through an empty lab of the support department. Not only was there not a single soul in the lab to respond to him, but from his perspective, there also wasn't a single ounce of soul put into the design of this place. And by this "place" he meant UAU as a whole, as no matter where Fosh looked after entering the main building, he could only see the same boring interiors and colors that seemingly had no end in sight.
It was as if the environment itself was trying to sap all creativity out of him, but despite that he still pushed himself to at least make sure he showed up on the first day of the orientation. That's where problem lied, Fosh didn't even know he was already late and had no idea where the orientation was happening. Why? Because, unsurprisingly, Fosh didn't bother reading any of the additional information provided during the admission. The only reason he even knew about the orientation happening today was because he heard other students mention it.
Now he had to look for the right lecture hall in this huge-as-hell building and without any directions at all! Some directions were there of course, but those complicated floor plans on the walls only made him more confused than he already was.
Luckily, it only took him a few tries before the next door he opened finally was leading to the right hall. Sensing the sheer amount of "nerdiness", as he likes to call it, Fosh knew right away that this room was the one he unfortunately had to enter, and he would do so in a surprisingly restrained nature. There was no loud entrance, no yell, no impressive displays. The teenager simply had no energy for stunts as he endured the suffocating atmosphere of this room. Making his way towards the nearest seat, Fosh let out a huge sigh as he tried to bounce back from this weak state.
"The hell is an orientation anyway? And why are these seats so freaking uncomfortable?! Who are these nerds talking?!" His voice getting louder as he spoke, Fosh expressed his frustration by wildly hitting his seat over and over. |
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Post by Fosh on Jun 3, 2023 14:34:51 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] [attr="class","likedo"] [attr="class","likedotitle"] [attr="class","likedotitle2"]CHARACTER APPLICATION [attr="class","likedoinfo"] LINK TO COMPLETED CHARACTER SHEET: linkMATHEMATICAL BREAKDOWN:TOTAL EXP: 100,000 TOTAL SPENT: 74,250 S+ = 63,750 C+ (x2) = 10,500 EXP LEFT: 100,000 - 74,250 = 25,750 Limit breakers used 6 of 7 OTHER: PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.likedo]background-color:#f0f0f0;padding:25px;width:400px;color:#888888;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle]background-color:#ffffff;border:solid 9px #444444;padding:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle2]background-color:#444444;color:#ffffff;font:bold 10px Calibri;line-height:35px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedoinfo]margin-top:-10px;border:solid 1px #e5e5e5;background-color:#f9f9f9;padding:24px;font:10px verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedosub]background-color:#444444;font:bold 8px Calibri;text-align:left;padding:10px;color:#ffffff;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] |
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Post by Fosh on Jun 2, 2023 13:28:10 GMT
credits to @rx for the template [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header1"] FOSH JENKINS  [attr="class","header2"]OVERVIEW » NAME: Fosh » AGE: 20 » GENDER: Male » AFFILIATION: Hero » ALIAS: Mechaniac » OCCUPATION: First year student at U.A. » DEPARTMENT: Department of Support THEME: you need to stop[attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]PERSONALITY » POSITIVE TRAITS:✔ Energetic
✔ Creative
✔ Optimistic
✔ Competitive
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✘ Ignorant
✘ Moronic
✘ Spiteful
| »LIKES:✔ Attention
✔ Scrap
✔ Machines
✔ Tinkering
| »DISLIKES:✘ Fancy-schmancy
designs or materials
✘ Tranquility
✘ Responsibility
✘ Nerds
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Fosh is an idiot. Saying that isn't even an insult at this point - it's a factual statement. Or rather, an understatement. Because, unlike your run-of-the-mill morons who usually have a chance to learn a thing or two, Fosh stands to defy education itself as a concept. Not only that, but he is also incredibly careless in his default state of mind, and especially so when working on a project of any kind. Completely disregarding the well-being of himself or others while in the process of creation. Very evidently, his favorite activity is "making and breaking sh%&", which is his way of describing the process of making all sorts of contraptions or machines. The very concepts of his creations serve to insult and oppose most modern designs. Through them (and sometimes on his own), Fosh yells out into the world and at the uninspiring aesthetic that is plaguing it. As for those who follow these soulless innovative trends when expressing themselves, Fosh feels justified in calling them nerds that only reduce the amount of cool and awesome in this world. From his view the world is too obsessed with efficiency and polish. Why not make things explode? Add chainsaws, drills and pointy edges! Paint it in all sorts of colors and make the engine roar for no reason at all! Anyway. What's also very obvious is that his second favorite thing to do involves proving others wrong and coming out on top in any sort of challenge that might be worth his time. At times, it may even seem as if he is purposefully looking for conflict, as he can never get enough thrill nor validation. Pair that with his blunt and unmannered way of speaking, and it's no wonder that he got a reputation of a jerk. Despite that, he isn't hostile all the time and actually enjoys showing-off his creations very much. And somehow, he can find motivation to impress even total strangers. [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]APPEARANCE » HEIGHT: 5'4 ft » WEIGHT: 65 kg » EYE COLOR: Brown » HAIR COLOR: White/Grey » SKIN COLOR: White » FACE CLAIM NAME: Junkrat » FACE CLAIM SERIES: Overwatch Somewhat skinny and short but overall still well-built. Fosh stands out firstly due to his ashen face and hair that are often cindering, and secondly due to his custom made prosthetics for his right hand and left foot. With the hand resembling a rusted metal fist badly in need of polish, while the foot appears to be just a metal stump with some spring mechanism. Fosh may spend most of his time at the lab, but you'll never catch him wearing a lab coat. He doesn't care for his attire beyond that though, so he wears whatever is easiest to put on - tank tops, shorts, jackets or jeans. [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]HISTORY Beginnings. This is where Fosh's childhood and parents would be described...if he had any! Well, at least any that he clearly remembers, because he obviously wasn't just spawned into the world (although he wishes he did, and with a great explosion to boot) but simply had forgotten most of his days before the orphanage. Was it some traumatic accident? A memory leak condition? Fosh neither remembers nor cares enough to start searching. And although he was the youngest kid in the orphanage back then, he had caused the most trouble - causing chaos by tinkering precarious toys and dismantling any device he could get his little hands on. That's right, he has been a reckless gremlin-dunce right from the get go. Adults around him weren't blind, so they could clearly see that as well and also made sure he spent most of his time out terrorizing the school once he hit the minimum entrance age. Since then Fosh would go through a cycle of school expulsions, then admissions, then a few months of fun time, and the circle repeated. Truly, his affinity towards breaking shi% and then making unsafe contraptions out of what's left was unrivaled. Miraculously, Fosh survived high school without completely destroying his chances for future education, and just as surprisingly, that high school survived letting him stay. Few teachers at that school had high hopes for the wild student, arguing that his behavior was simply caused by his quirk. But by the time Fosh reached his last school year, even they realized that he wasn't being pushed by his quirk towards a reckless path. No, he was willingly sprinting there himself. One major event did happen at that time though, Fosh learned about a challenge that his classmates set up for each other - it involved trying your hardest throughout the year and then passing exams into the U.A. University. They even made bets and a special club. It wasn't just his class either, everywhere he looked he saw peers motivating and collaborating. School felt like one giant nerd party, and he wasn't even invited! So just for the sake of attention and spite, Fosh began putting effort and acting like a true nerd from his own point of view. It was horrible, but his quirk managed to carry him through most engineering competitions, so he did end up passing the entrance exams and getting accepted into UAU. What a surprise! But now that the excitement of proving his old classmates wrong wore off, Fosh stands unsure of what to think about his new environment. Even existing in such a fancy-schmancy place is draining, but he couldn't just leave since that would defeat the triumph he just had. So he chose to stay, even though now there are even more nerds around him! [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]ITEMS Pockets full of scrap, there may or may not be a phone or a wallet somewhere in there [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]QUIRK 
QUIRK NAME: Scrap Master QUIRK RANK: S+ QUIRK TYPE: Mutation QUIRK DESCRIPTION:Scrap Master is a quirk that affects both Fosh and the materials he is using when making/building something. Driven To Create: The part that affects Fosh simply guides him both physically and mentally whenever he is in the process of making something out of scrap. It does not provide actual knowledge to him, but simply insures that Fosh instinctively knows how to use this quirk's main function to the fullest. It Just Works: The main function activates whenever Fosh starts to create something out of scrap or trash specifically. It allows Fosh to create all sorts of contraptions/mechanisms by basically slapping some scrap together. These creations look just about how one would expect - poorly made, scrappy and ramshackle. But they still work at least as well or better than if they were made using actually quality materials and required academic knowledge. The quirk itself simply makes these creations work even if they clearly shouldn't. Though, of course, the creations cannot bypass this quirk's rank limitations. This quirk also allows Fosh to manufacture gear despite him not having a manufacturer skill at all. QUIRK DRAWBACKS:
Despite allowing Fosh to do the impossible with scrap, this quirk isn't perfect and does not make his creations indestructible. Fosh's creation tend to backfire or break with a chance depending on how long it took to make them. For example, a power fist gauntlet made in a minute would most likely break after just one use. It applies only when working with scrap or trash materials, so if he needed to make something using a new and quality engine block, Fosh would need to first break it apart and then use what's left of it. [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]ATTRIBUTES » AWARENESS (D-)
| » PRESENCE (D-)
| » CONSTITUTION (C+)
With an attitude this reckless, Fosh is truly lucky to have a resilient body | » SPEED (D-)
| » DEXTERITY (D-)
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Byproduct of moving huge heaps of scrap for his inventions
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Limit Breakers: 13 Available | 0/45 Used [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]EQUIPMENT EQUIPMENT NAME: EQUIPMENT RANK: EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURER:EQUIPMENT DESCRIPTION: [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]SKILLS SKILL NAME: SKILL RANK: SKILL DESCRIPTION: PLAYED BY ranglang [newclass=.body]width:450px;margin:auto;text-align:justify;font-family:arial;font-size:14px;[/newclass] [newclass=.body b]color:#c93232[/newclass] [newclass=.header1]font:bold 40px Arial;width:390px;background:rgb(25,25,25);color:rgb(254, 254, 254);text-align:center;padding:30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.header2]font:bold 30px Arial;width:420px;background:rgb(25,25,25);margin:auto;color:rgb(254, 254, 254);text-align:center;padding:15px;[/newclass] |
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