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Post by Eevee Akiyama on May 14, 2016 17:35:11 GMT
Painful Memories "Who was that person ..." Eevee rarely went to the park anymore since the recent boom in video games and first person shooters. However while she was here she took the chance to try and figure out more about the alternate body that seemed to underlap her wheel chair bound body. The blue hair nearly matched the afternoon skies above as Eevee sat on the swing. She kept her legs swinging as to enjoy the freedom of not worrying about them breaking when she stood on her own. Some things she knew about the body was she saw the 'unseen beast' a lot better and more often but never stuck around to find out why.
Her eyes setting on the small slide as her vision flickered showing a young girl with white hair going down the slide with a younger version of Eevee. She could not pin the exact age or why since all her memories of being that young had been at home with her dad always watching over her shoulder. Holding her head as it began to ring she looked around for the unseen beast as that was normally a sign one was a little too close. As the ringing subsided Eevee thought more about the girl and the slide as she began to swing slowly in her seat.
Her wheelchair was set beside the swings so she could get to it quickly should her body switch back without a warning. She was cautious because something this good had to have a limit and while it was great to walk she kept that limit in mind and only used the form in extreme worst case situations. 'Dad said I was an only child and no relatives around my age last time I had asked him ... when I asked if I had friends he would always avoid the subject... Just who is that girl...' Thoughts took priority as the world around Eevee became nothing more than blank space preventing her from knowing if someone was approaching her.
{Spoiler}Name: Level up
Class: Release
Tier: I
Type: Supplementary
Range: Self
Description: In some games when you level up you fully recover your HP and MP or some of it. In this skills case when Eevee enters her human power her body makes a full recovery from her disease until she leaves her human power state. During this time she does not need her wheelchair or glasses. However this does not recover any wounds taken ICly before entering this state. (That would be Over Powered.)
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Post by Mikhail on Jun 27, 2016 14:53:45 GMT
And someone did approach. The strapping russian young man named Mikhail did. While it wasn't to accompany Eevee when she was in the swings, it was merely a place for him to sit down. And he favoured a swing over a bench. It was just more comfortable. As he sat down, he didn't really notice Eevee next to him. He pulled up a small sketchbook and pencil. There were some things he still had to improve to the reishi generator. Be it better resistors, superior capacitators. Actual safe circuits so he wouldn't get shocked or lose power every five seconds. It had to be more stable. End off.
He sketched in the book, one paper was filled with technical drawings and the likes. Food for though, brainstorms and all that. While another page contained a beautifully drawn sketch of the tree infront of the pair of swings both he and Eevee were from. It was clear the gasmask wearing outcast was quite an artist. Mikhail caught himself also distracted by the sketch, a soft smile and huff coming from him, before he went on with more pressing matters, namely, brainstorming on how to improve the machine he had created. As soon as he had a reliable source of power, he could start to automate, fix a computerised system. All with the end goal of making the Ronin prototype he had been thinking about for a while now.
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Post by Eevee Akiyama on Jun 27, 2016 18:13:44 GMT
Painful Memories "I'm going to die aren't I..." It would take some time before the sound of someone drawing so close to her would reach Eevee. A terrified scream quickly filled the air before a loud thud as she fell on her back into the sand below the swings. It was not so much someone had suddenly gotten so close to her, but the fact they had a gas mask covering their mouth scared her. Her arms reaching to pull her scarf to cover her mouth as she held her breath worried what was going on.
'What kind of person just walks to a swing in the middle of a day with a gas mask on like nothing is wrong with that!?!?!' Her thoughts racing as she tried to crawl away from the person as her mind kept imagining just what this person must have been trying to use in the park. None being good as she began to worry if she might have inhaled some. If she lived her dad would put her under house arrest saying the outside world was too dangerous for her.
{Techniques used}Name: Level up
Class: Release
Tier: I
Type: Supplementary
Range: Self
Description: In some games when you level up you fully recover your HP and MP or some of it. In this skills case when Eevee enters her human power her body makes a full recovery from her disease until she leaves her human power state. During this time she does not need her wheelchair or glasses. However this does not recover any wounds taken ICly before entering this state. (That would be Over Powered.)
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Eevee Akiyama | |Mikhail
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"#504A4B" | '#3bb9ff'
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Post by Mikhail on Oct 15, 2016 16:15:07 GMT
Mikhail only momentarily glanced at Eevee as she dropped backwards with a loud scream. He arched an eyebrow, but decided she wasn't worth the hassle. Even if he'd wanted to hurt her, he would've done so by different means than by getting all up in her face. Rather, he focussed on his sketching again. Yet other people had similair, yet more subtle, reactions to Eevee's. Pointing fingers and making nervous whispers. But all folk that still wandered around seemed to be still healthy, breathing properly and not on the floor, struggling and gasping for air due to some unnamed gas that might've spread.
So there was none of that. And the youngster who sat there, drawing? He just kept to his own bussiness, either not understanding or uncaring for the nervous whispers and hushed insults threw his way. He glanced back at Eevee momentarily as she tried to crawl away, a soft breath resounding from the gasmask. He glanced back at his notebook and turned a page, starting a new drawing. And, after several minutes, if she hadn't ran off yet, he'd hold out a new drawing. A detailed one of her face, while the lines where rough and a bit ragged, it was quite the feat to do so in such a short time.
Mikhail placed the paper down on the swing next to him, where she sat, returning back to his earlier sketch.
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