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Tucking away the negative feelings into a nice box nestled into a dark ol' corner, she bobbled her head into a nod of agreement, all these points were...well...on point! They needed to have more cryptic ways of communicating since tech could get hacked and cause everything to fall apart at the seams. After all, if she was capable of nosing her way into systems and building them, there's a good chance that someone else out there in the world was gonna do it better. Although she was relatively skilled, she wasn't cocky enough to view herself as the best...she could admit there was a ways to go and this was one of em'...

Carefully reaching up to grasp upon the sketches, she looked them over with a smile...albeit a little sad.

That big lug better be okay out there...

Flipping through, she looked at each and every sketch as though she was analyzing it with the utmost care...it was definitely a good start. Solid for the foundation of building a network and something that could easily support so much more...turning them at different angles and painting pictures in her mind of options, choices, creative liberties that could aid in emphasis for getting more specific with a single symbol. "It'll keep everyone safe for sure, I'm definitely not gonna tell ya no..."

For a moment...

...her smile brightened with a sense of sincerity that she was in this to help as many people as she could...Ghouligan included. Though the moment he uttered the words, I don't think you're going to hurt me, are you? all those negative thoughts clawed away at her. Gently clutching at the drawings...she...she didn't know what to say. However, the look gracing her features hinted off towards an air of disappointment while trying to hold on to hope that it...didn't sound as bad as it did. "...Ghouls...what the fuck...no...I..I wouldn't hurt you or anyone in the Undertow..."

...what could she do to prove that she wouldn't do such a horrible thing?

Of course, obviously, if someone was backstabbing others...then of course she wouldn't sit idly by and do nothing...but she had more respect for the guy than that. "I-I'll...I'll go work on this for ya...take care, Ghouls and happy Chugen..." Putting the sketches away, she bowed her head slightly with a smile...try to be strong, try to be the pillar people can look up to...

...but this pillar was starting to crack at the seams as she walked away. Leaving the snacks for someone she hoped would be her friend one day.

At least...

...in a way, it's like there was a gift today from Ghouligan...though he was more like the delivery boy of Dion in this case. This was a gift that would help everyone in the Undertow, she'd make sure of it...or at least try.

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WEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL...........it looks not having a plan was something they had in common!

OH BOY HOWDY!

"Heh! Fair, fair!" After all, she was originally out here to take care of some repair work nonsense that got cancelled for...well...YA KNOOOOOOOOOOOOOW....! Big ol' freaky fishies who may or may not make for good sushi! Normally, she was just into eating desserts and throwing some protein powder into a carton of ice cream as a meal....but something about being surrounded by these monstrous fish were making her tummy want to have the rumblies that only sushi could understand.

Maybe....

...maybe today was the day that marked her having a normal diet...?

NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Though when he mentioned they might be multiplying, part of her couldn't help but wonder of bonking those suckers triggered the freaky fish to become god's strongest mathematicians... "Hrrrmmmmmmmmmmmm...." ...deeeeeeeeefinitely some food for thought! FISH FOOD, EVEN! Whiiiiiiiich is totally what they're gonna become if they aren't careful...though she was admittedly more worried for him than herself. "W-wuh...? Y--"

There it was....

...the plan was already in motion...

Shrugging to herself for a moment, that's when she started flailing her arms and figured ya know what? Why the heckadoodle not?!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--"

Some of the funky fish, namely the ones who looked like something fresh out of a sci-fi horror film from the 80's seemed to be completely and utterly baffled by the display, the red head going out of her way to scramble around like absolutely crazy! Taking in a deeeeeeeeeeeeeep breath before letting out a wheeze, kicking off the ground and tumbling on in to the alley way, skidding across the floor with a squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeek. Her head lightly bonked a trash bin which she used to get back up to her feet.

The top fumbled off and there was a cute lil fish that peeked up from the bin, eyes so large that it looked like someone intentionally designed it to be a chibi gold fish. "...awwwwhhh..." ....but its scales were starting to ruffle and contort. Quickly scrambling the lid back on top, she skated after her buddy, trying to keep up, "DUDE UHHHH....we might not be alone there was a--" A bunch of reflective eyes glimmered around them...gurgles burbling here and there...

....why did she leave her weapons at home?

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?!

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STAT RANK: C+
CURRENT DESCRIPTION: Providing the user with skin that has a great deal of elasticity, it leaves the user feeling pretty energetic and they're sturdy as could be! It's like someone turned the saying "I'm rubber, you're glue, whatever you say goes straight back to you" into a more literal sense. Putting her fingers, hands, feet, toes, arms, legs together for prolonged periods of time and pulling it apart will make a thick band that works like a slingshot. Since her skin is more like rubber, it operates as a splendid counter against electricity. Not to mention her bones have a density akin to thick rubber. The user's skin can create varying sized bands, or being pulled up and attached to things such as a bow, as examples of their versatility for using sections and segments of her skin. She can also pinch and move her skin around to make herself look different due to her rubber-like body since her skin has a great deal of elasticity & her bones are akin to thick rubber. Another perk is being able to get rid of, or change her finger prints after applying heat.



STAT RANK: B
EXP COST: (B-: 2,750 + B: 3,500) 6,250
NEW DESCRIPTION: No changes to the quirk itself, it does the same thing, has the same weaknesses =v=

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CURRENT DESCRIPTION: N/A



STAT RANK: B-
EXP COST: 2,750
NEW DESCRIPTION: N/A
OTHER: Whomp whomp =v=

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STAT RANK: D-
CURRENT DESCRIPTION: There could DEFINITELY be some improvement on this front, but she's got some basics down!



STAT RANK: D+
EXP COST: 750
NEW DESCRIPTION: TA DAAAAAAAAAN~! Developing her own fighting style with a mesh of acrobatics, roller derby and skating tricks! This fighting style of their's focuses on balance, coordination and utilizing momentum, can be used with or without wheels!
OTHER: WHOMP WHOMP SKATE SKATE WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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STAT RANK: D
EXP COST: 250
NEW DESCRIPTION: Getting back into the swing of things, Jaida's sorted out how to steady her shots and have a lightly higher accuracy rate! This also ties into her utilization of ricocheting ammunition for different angles of hitting a target! Ka-pewwwwwwwwm~! Plays well with Darin' Darlin' Derby! to help with movin' groovin' n' shootin'!
OTHER: Getting this section in a code box! Copy pasta it above or below Darin' Darlin' Derby! ^u^!!!


[b]SKILL NAME:[/b] Nice Shot!
[b]SKILL RANK:[/b] D
[b]SKILL DESCRIPTION:[/b] Getting back into the swing of things, Jaida's sorted out how to steady her shots via controlled breathing and have a slightly higher accuracy rate! This also ties into her utilization of ricocheting ammunition for different angles of hitting a target! Ka-pewwwwwwwwm~! Plays well with [b]Darin' Darlin' Derby[/b] to help with movin' groovin' n' shootin'!

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"YOU CAN GET TO SAFETY, HIDE, GO!" Taking in a sharp breath, she pushed herself off of the ground and tapped her fingers together so the hover function of her boots would activate. Getting her back to her feet much faster, she kicked up some nearby debris...a soda can. Slamming it into her hip so it would be more like an aluminum disc, she popped it into the launcher, loading it up before sweeping it into her grasp. Taking careful aim, she mouthed off at the zombie shark, "HOW 'BOUT YA HAVE SOME IRON IN YA DIET, STINKY FELLA!"

As it let out a SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH, she held her breath and pulled the trigger so it would get lodged into the rotting shark's throat. Quickly, she balanced the launcher upon her shoulder while removing her zappy-pistol from its holster, skating up to it so she could get within range. Rapidly closing the distance, she held it up aaaaand....squeezed the trigger as a short jolt of electricity emerged. With the aluminum lodged in its throat as a wonderful conductor, it seemed to do a number on the bastard..."...well less like iron an' more like aluminum..." Rolling her shoulders into a shrug...she stood over it and....hoped it wasn't a person.

Though she was pretty sure it was some poor, innocent fishy that got mutated against its will...especially since that was the case before. Lightly scratching the back of her head with the proto-gun, she let out a heavy sigh, turning away from it to see if there were any other dangerous creatures heading over. Which...they were off in the distance as far as she could tell...it was tough to use her equipment to tap into nearby cameras since most of them were busted.

As she was distracted, though...the mutated shark's hand lightly twitched as it started reaching for her ankle!

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Although she believed in getting just desserts, there wasn't anything exciting from this that made her happy about maiming others in the slightest. Making people bleed didn't cause the petite woman to grin with joy or laugh, no...it was just...the only way to make some people stop hurting others. It was just so...goofy that hurting people was the only way to stop them at times. There were moments where she tried to talk people out of being violent and all they did was try to hurt her, then attempt to go after others, too...it was a vicious cycle.

....and she hated it.

Yet, she hated the idea of people being enabled to harm others for funsies so much more.

Self-defense and protecting others was different from a mindless onslaught, though she could only imagine how someone would try to 4D Chess the narrative....twist and contort it to fit their views. When she got here, shit already hit the fan and she called for backup, that backup asked her to be a distraction and...well...here we are! Though as she spun, at the corner of her eye in sync with the explosion...she caught the sight of the gore ridden ornament lookin' thing adorning the woman's wrist. Feeling her heart jump a bit, she kept on track since now she wasn't just a distraction...she was a member of the front lines, whether she liked it or not.

Following Ghouls' directions put her on the burning stove top more than she realized...

...almost like...she was just another egg to break for some kind of fucked up omelette. Th-that...that couldn't be it....no, he wasn't a bad person over all, he wanted to help people like her so....y-yeah...yeah...she wasn't just another ingredient to be disposed of...!

Speaking of fucked up body count omelettes...

Was...was someone really boasting about murdering a hero?!

Dude, these people?

WHACK!

Even when Slayer and Ghouls put the final blow in slaying the dragon back then, they were well aware that a life was lost and had their own way to show respects. Not this...celebratory bullshit. The shadows of her mind were slowly easing through the cracks as she tried to rationalize that maybe these folks were wronged by Pro-Heroes like she was and just...took a more toxic route to coping than she did. That maybe deep, deep down...they weren't as bad as they were presenting themselves...but the joyful cheer draping the air told another story.

Maybe she could still get Guardian Valkyrie out of here, find someone to provide medical attention?

There was just so much going on, too much to keep tabs on and she stupidly wasn't keeping track of her bullets so those babies were gonna run out at any minute. Skating around and keeping up with her non-lethal song and dance to protect herself and others--

--that voice!

INTERNALLY SCREAMING LIKE A BANSHEE ON THE INSIDE--she had to focus the next round of rhythm towards someone who wanted to add her life to the hero body count! None of the shots lethal, thankfully...she then let out a squeak as she heard a soft click when she tried to shoot towards the knife in the girl's hand to disarm her...but nope!

Shiiiiiiiiiit!

M-maybe she didn't hear that the gun was empty...?

Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod--

--she was preeeeeeeeeetty sure her skin was tough enough to hold out a bit against the knife...unless it was really sharp...bleghhhh....!

SO THEN SHE SKATED LIKE HELL!

"OH Y'WANNA TASTE OF THIS?! THEN COME N' GET ME SUCKAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Flipping her bubblegum pink locks with a wild grin, she let out a taunting tackle before bobbing and weaving around. "GONNA HAVE'TA WORK FOR YOUR MEAL!" Though when she turned around, some random thug was trying to pull a fast one and her panic was faster cause boy howdy did she pistol whip n' nay that guy's face! Booty bumping him backward, she looked over her shoulder and saw the girl who had been chasing her....stopped?

....okay...

...we take any victories in this house!

Plus, it looked like she was far away enough from Guardian Valkyrie, so she quickly looped back while biting her lip...

...just because Pro-Heroes as a whole robbed her of becoming legit, didn't mean she wanted to watch them drop dead.

So she dropped the empty pistols and took off the megaphone, crouching down as she tried to get Guardian Valkyrie on her back...very carefully. There were others like downed officers who...unfortunately looked pretty damn dead with their wounds and...even all the optimism in the world couldn't convince her that they were alive. "Ffff...gahdamn..." It was hard to figure out how to pick her up...but she didn't know if her eyes were playing tricks on her when she could have sworn she saw signs of breathing.

Though her optimism said there was a chance...

...maybe.

Though she didn't know how much time she had and....it was starting to look like she was nothing more than some egg in a fucked up omelette....


....Ghouls never came back as far as she could tell.

Maybe...she was just some weak link that he wanted to get rid of and this was the golden opportunity...that's what the negative little shadows crawling throughout her mind whispered. Sad thing is...she was starting to wonder if they were right, but she tried to shine a light in her mind that maybe he got caught up in something.

Figuring out how to get Guardian Valkyrie on her back, she let out a soft huff and started shuffling off...moving a lot slower since her weight increased, even though the skates definitely helped...

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Bonk!

BAWNK!

BONKITY BONK BONK!

AWH HELL, if this thing didn't get off of her face, she'd probably suffocate! Each bonk became a little more swift with a stronger force behind it, but then she heard someone calling out about helping! OH WAS SOMEONE GONNA HELP HER?! Wait, wait there were other folks in peril, too...weren't there? HM...well!

Ya know what?

It could be worse!

Though the sound of rapid footsteps approached and she blurted out the most coherent, "MRRRMMMFFRRRMMMMBBBBBBBHHHHHHHHHHH" When she could feel the freaky fish on her face getting feebly wraaaaassled, she stopped with the bonk assaults, snapped her fingers as a light bulb moment in her noggin took place, then brought the wrench up to try and hook it between her face and the creature's jaws!

.........

...........why didn't she just do that from the get go?

OH WELL!

That was neither here nor there and it seemed like between the both of them trying to get the creature who looked as though it rolled out of a lovecraftian fever dream? HER FACE WAS FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Though now she had punctures indented on her face...aaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwkward.....

OH EVEN MORE AWKWARD WAS THE FACT THAT IT CLICKED THEIR COMBINED EFFORTS ISN'T WHY SHE COULD SEE AGAIN....nawwwwhhhhhhrrrrrr it was seeing it chose to bite down on his hand instead, yikes forever! Gritting her unusually sharp teeth, inhaling the air as she watched the spectacle before her. Much like a cat trying to figure out which way she should go, she lightly shuffled and bobbed to the left--oop!

Right!

LEFT?!

R-RIGHT?

This little shimmy jig was during the duration of her hero rushing around like he was on fire or something! Aaaaaa shoot! She didn't want to accidentally hurt him, she just wanted to talk to that rude ass fish by creating a new language called WRENCH TO THE FACE UNTIL IT DON'T MOVE NOOOOOOOOO MO'! So she opted to wiggle her hands and yell out "GEEEEEEEEEEEET EM'!" Cheering him on, she was DEFINITELY not in the business of potentially hurting innocent people and this dude fell in that category! Once the fish menace was defeated, she let out a wheeze and skated over to pick up momentum, then as she swept her foot into a kick, she twitched her fingers of her cybernetic arm to activate that particular foot's hover function for an extra OOMPH!

Sending the fish flying like it was part of a particular duo aiming to always steal some kid's capsule monster bff, she let out a heavy exhale and set her foot down, "AAAAAAAND STAY GONE, SUCKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Flailing her wrench in the now flying fish's direction with a scoff through her nostrils, she looked towards the guy who helped her with a grin, "Better now! Geeze, I was pretty sure I was gonna lose air or somethin' an--oh no.."

A slight frown broke her smile as she furrowed her brows, looking at his hand and pouted, "I think I should be the one askin' you that, buddy boy...lemme see, please.." Putting away the wrench, she held out her cybernetic looking hand out towards him and used her more normal looking hand to lightly rub her face so the dips in her flesh would smooth out. If he offered his hand for her to inspect, she'd be checking it out to see if he was bleeding at all. Poor guy, if only she mastered the art of beating freaky fish up with her wrench...curses!