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[Dishonoured]

Here is the character sheet. Feel free to use code to make it look all fancy if you wish or add anything extra that you want this is all just the stuff you need.

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Appearance: (Picture or description. If picture please put height and weight.)

Personality:

Strength (Are you tactical, a great shot, strong in the magic department or maybe even something else?)

What did you do in your past life? (Those of you who don't know the anime just ask me and i'll explain this):

How did you die?:

Do you believe in 'Being X' (God, Buddha, etc...)

How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division?:

Motivations/Aspirations (If you want to hide this from the rest of the group please PM me this):

Anything else?:

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[Han JiHyo]

ERNEST
KLEIS
METTERNICH

"All warfare is based on deception."
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Name: Ernest Kleis Metternich
Age: 15
Gender: Agender (refers to himself according to current body's gender, but doesn't really care about the pronouns others use to address him)
Sexuality: Asexual
Role: Combat Medic of the Empire's Aerial Mages

SURFACE + A LITTLE IN DEPTH​

Aesthetic: Ernest, standing at the height of 165cm, is relatively tall for his current age and slender with lithe muscles. He wears his short, straight, platinum hair slicked back at the sides, the end of the longest strands reaching just below his shoulders. His fairly-even-but-jagged fringe is parted to the right, stopping just below his eyes, usually brushed to the sides in order not to get into his eyes when he does vigorous activities, or merely tilts his head down. He has a straight nose, thin, firm lips that are faintly pink and a delicate jawline. His eyes are a dark teal, staring piercingly out from under heavy-lidded eyelids, giving him a consistently bored look, as though he is always a minute away from dozing off. Ernest is usually seen in a dark double-breasted military uniform, with black combat boots on his feet. The sleeves of his jacket are always rolled up to his upper forearms and he wears thick, black gloves on his hands. A high-collared cloak completes his outfit, and he is never seen without his trusty rifle, medical pouch and his Operation Orb.

Personality: Even before his rebirth, Ernest has always been slightly eccentric. Most of the time he is indifferent to situations around him and seemingly content on going with the flow, visiting nearby towns or places in order to pass time and gather information if there is anything interesting happening in the area whenever he is bored. He is extremely loyal towards those who have earned his trust, respect and friendship. He is also quite inquisitive and if something catches his interest, he will obsess over it until he has solved the puzzle (so to speak).

He generally shows a playful attitude during battle, albeit slightly bloodthirsty, toying with his opponents and showing joy in it. He never likes to miss his prey, and will exterminate all of his opponents pursuing any who has survived. He sometimes develops a liking for those that can stand their ground against him and prove a challenge, which he shows by bestowing upon them a nickname he creates on the spot. Despite his vicious and cunning nature in battle, he would show respect towards those whose fighting skills and courage meets his liking. However, if the person only shows skills but no courage or courage but no skills, he harbours an immense dislike towards them, citing them as cowards, or useless low-level beings unworthy of his time.

While he doesn’t mind teaming up with anyone and everyone in the army, he doesn’t like arrogance and over the top confidence from anyone if they cannot back it up. If he knows a person is experienced and knows what they are talking about and doing, he wouldn’t mind letting them plan their course of action, even willingly following their lead. However, if no one is up to the task or he thinks he has a better idea, he will voice his opinions and if need be, order the others to fall in line. So far, though, he had rarely needed to do so as the more moronic members don’t usually last long on the frontlines.

Ernest is extremely practical and thus, makes him extremely blunt with his words. While he can censor the words coming out if the situation calls for it, most of the time, he doesn’t see the need to. This tendency of being very frank has its ups and downs. Some might appreciate his non-sugar coating of words but some become offended. Needless to say, he is uncharismatic. Due to his less than pristine past, he strives to be a man of sound moral principles and would stand by them no matter what it cost him. He can be stubborn and hard-headed when he believes he is right, and refuses to be convinced otherwise unless the opponent manages to bring sound logic into the argument. He refrains from judging people by first impression alone, and usually reserves his opinion until he knows them better. While he might be a hard person to offend, he can't stand being belittled, and can get rather competitive, especially if that particular person proves rather challenging. His temper is a slow simmering fire, not easily coerced into rearing up and retaliate, but the right trigger works like kerosene, making it explosive and abruptly, but dwindles down quickly.

Combat Strength: 1) Fairly large mana pool: One of the...benefits...bestowed upon him by Being X, his noticeably large reserve of mana ensures he is able to continue powering his Orb even after the average soldier is spent. As such, he is able to fire off more spells, create larger explosions and fly longer without being exhausted. As long as the Orb can hold out, of course. In addition, he retains great control over his magic, ensuring he doesn't needlessly waste mana.
2) Great at close combat: With his average skills at shooting, Ernest prefers getting up close and personal, slicing through enemies with his bayonet. He sometimes finds great pleasure in shocking enemies when a single man suddenly appears in their midst. Soldiers wielding magic, he has discovered, sometimes don't appreciate the finer arts of physical skills.
3) Accomplished medic: Thanks to his past knowledge and skills in the field of medicine, Ernest has improved field medic supplies with both magic and brains. From basic first aid to surgery, he can perform them in the field, as long as he has the necessary equipment.
4) His current body is rather durable and possesses high endurance coupled with good strength.

Combat Weaknesses: 1) Average shot with the rifle: His score at the 100m range is 50%. Pretty poor results, but he doesn't really care. As long as it's a pass, really. Who cares if a bullet doesn't sink into flesh? Exploding it beside a person will also injure them, right? He likes blowing things up anyway.
2) Tactical skills: Ernest is more a follower than a leader. Besides the strategies he learned in the military academy, he doesn't really know how to take advantage of a battlefield, or adapt to the enemy's change in plans.
3) His body is less agile as he would like, and less flexible too.

PAST + PRESENT​

What did you do in your past life?
A talented surgeon in her late-thirties, Ernest was born Chen YuYun in her previous life. From a fairly poor family with a myriad of children, each child had to strive to prove their usefulness to their parents from a young age in order to acquire financial support for their future. School fees were expensive, so her parents couldn't afford to send every child of theirs for education. Only the most promising could attend school. With this factor pushing her to do her best, YuYun devoted herself to her studies, making her parents proud by acquiring scholarships for high school, and later, for university. Having heard people constantly saying lawyers and doctors were well-paid, she decided to go into the field of medicine. Law didn't interest her, and medical science did intrigue her a little. As the years progress, she found herself branching into the field of surgery and research, where she helped to produce more efficient and effective anaesthetics and post-surgery medications. However, due to the allure of money, she willingly and knowingly got tangled in an organ-smuggling trade, her job being the careful removal of various organs and sometimes, placing illegally gotten organs in various clients.

How did you die?
In a hostage situation. An armed man who was apparently the relative of a patient seeking treatment burst into the hospital she was working at one night, demanding doctors at gunpoint to treat his family member. Said family member had been turned away when it was evident they couldn't pay for medical treatment. Being one of the only two surgeons on nightshift, YuYun was brought forward, but an ill-timed action from a police officer on scene resulted in her taking two bullets to the centre of her chest. Ironically, she died in the emergency room.

Do you believe in 'Being X'?
YuYun's family were Buddhists for generations. She grew up believing in Buddha and karma. Although her belief faded as she grew up and began working in society, it did not disappear entirely. So, yes, she believes in Being X being Buddha and her reincarnation into this war-ridden world as karmic feedback for her actions in her previous life.

How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division? The Metternich Family has always produced a military man or woman every generation. They are not a large family, but has the occasional decorated officer within their family tree. Ernest's deceased aunt was a Major in the Imperial Army Land Infantry 121st Battalion of the Fatherland, and he was named after her in honour of her deeds. Even at a year old, it was evident Ernest was not a typical child, his behaviour peculiarly mature and seemingly acutely aware of his surroundings. Not to mention, his mana pool was off the charts, something the Metternich family had never seen before, not even in their familial records dating a couple of centuries back. With him being the oldest child of his generation, and the one displaying such talents, Ernest's family pegged him as the potential soldier of his generation.

The boy himself saw no need to correct their assumptions, for there wasn't really anything in this world he absolutely wanted to be. There was also the fact that Being X - whom he firmly believes is Buddha - gifted him with things that will only help is he enlisted as a soldier, a combat Mage of the Empire. If that wasn't Buddha telling him to be a soldier, then what was his purpose of existing here?

With his family unashamedly bragging about their prodigal child to anyone who listened, it came as no surprise when the Imperial Armed Forces came knocking at their door. A series of tests later, Ernest was offered a position in the Military Training Camp at the age of twelve. There, he displayed an aptitude for magic and was thus enlisted in the Empire's Mage Division.

Motivations/Aspirations: Currently, his motivation is simply to survive. He was given a second chance at life, and damn if he would die so early. He wanted to live at least to the age of his first life, or longer than that.
Aspirations...now that's a little tougher to answer. The standard line he feeds to anyone who asks is to serve the Empire to his best abilities. But inwardly, he is striving to be promoted as high as possible, earn a few medals and retire with enough money to live a good life. When that is accomplished, who cares about the damn war. He'll just find an isolated place and become a hermit.

code by Han JiHyo ​

 

[Gravitational Force]

Name: Isaac Keingebet (Formerly Isaac Weber)

Age: 19 (25 when he died)

Gender: Male

Appearance: View media item 30594Height: 6 feet Weight: 191 lbs.

Personality: Isaac's empathy has hardened into anger. Anger at the governments sending soldiers off to die for a meaningless war. Anger at enemy soldiers for forcing him to kill them. Anger at his superiors who put him in a position where he needs to kill others to live. And most of all rage at God for the ultimate unfairness that is life. Otherwise he tries to find what joy he can, talking with his fellow soldiers or reading what passes for reading material in the trenches. His smile can be happy, but it's always cracked. He keeps his sanity intact through rigid adherence to the rules and his orders. Each and every task is completed like clockwork, and woe to any who disturb his schedule.

Strength: Isaac's offensive and defensive spells are stronger than the average soldier, but his accuracy decreases faster at range. He's more adept at flying fast than maneuvering, meaning he has to keep an eye on his location. His real strength would be paperwork, but his magical skill makes him far more valuable on the battlefield.

What did you do in your past life?: Isaac was a federal employee, handling the inevitable paperwork generated by medical insurance. His workdays were spent scanning documents, directly entering information into the database, filing paperwork in the relevant filing cabinets, attending staff meetings, and generally ensuring that the bureaucracy could keep trundling on. He spent his free time reading, volunteering at a local senior home, and hanging out with his few personal friends. Then one day he was returning home from his usual post-work commute when a driver sped through the intersection he was walking through and ran him over. Isaac could have lived if the driver had called an ambulance, but he did not want to get arrested so he sped off.

In the moment before he died (between the initial impact and his death) Being X appeared to him and called him out for his lack of worship. Isaac responded by pointing out that he had had no reason to believe one existed, pointing out the flaws in every argument that had been made to him. He then said that even if Being X were God as it claimed he would give it no worship, for it deserved none. He outlined the pain and suffering of humanity, and the staggering pride of a being who'd demand anything of them for their wretched existence. Birth decided more of a person's happiness than anything they could do.

Isaac pointed to his own profession, saying that if he could help people he'd never know and expect nothing from them, than Being X's demands were infinitely unreasonable. Isaac further insulted it by saying that if he were to do as bad a job as Being X, he'd be lucky just to be fired. He continually interrupted Being X to insult it, refused to let any flawed argument stand, and made his outrage known because if he was about to die he'd make damn well sure God knew what he thought of it. Eventually Being X sealed Isaac's mouth and delivered its decision: he would be put in a position where his greatest skills would not be what he'd be wanted for, his birth would be uncommonly lucky, and his empathy would be a weakness. He should make the best of his new life, because there would be nothing after it. As time unfroze and Isaac plummeted back to the ground in front of the car's wheels, his scream of rage was all he heard before he knew only pain and blackness.

How did you die?: Isaac was the victim of a hit and run while walking home. The car knocked him into the air and then crushed him beneath its wheels.

Do you believe in God?: Isaac was an atheist because he saw no evidence to support the existence of a god. Now he's a misotheist determined to find a way to rain down vengeance on God's head for the suffering of humanity. He keeps it under wraps because he knows others don't share his views, but they leak through.

How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division?: Isaac was born to a wealthy banking family where his talent for paperwork made him inheriting a position a certainty. He was less than please at his parents' plans for an arranged marriage, but was going to go through with it for the sake of his life. He likely could have lived a long and relatively happy life if it weren't for the war. Jingoism was rampant and his parents in this world made it clear that he should volunteer with the patriots. Even if he couldn't fight on the front lines he could serve his country in other ways they said. Isaac had resigned himself to this when it turned out he had incredibly high magical aptitude and he was immediately sent for training to be sent to the front lines. His mind singled out the culprit: the egotistical little sadist known as God. Yet another way for him to hurt him. He focused this rage into his training, and gained a reputation for following orders to the letter, keeping constant readiness, and the sheer power he could bring against the enemy.

Motivations/Aspirations: Isaac is determined to survive this war, no matter what. If that means compromising his previous morals so be it. Whatever it takes to spit in God's eye and find a way to put a bullet in his head. Or failing that find a life with some happiness after the war.

Song:

 

[Leaf Fi]

-Name-
Brigitte Kestenbaum

-Age-
18

-Gender-
Female

-Appearance-
Standing at a rather tall 5'7, Brigitte carries herself with only the straightest of postures, her eyes always facing forward and never toward the ground. She carries an air of grace and confidence, and to those sensitive to pick up on this will very quickly learn that this is due to her pride in her skill. However, I'll get more into that a little bit later.
Long and dark lashes highlight the sharp green eyes she possesses, the color the same as a murky olive. Although the color doesn't pop, the intensity of her gazes isn't something you could laugh at, and those on the other end of her infamous glares usually are quick to crumble. Her hair is a pale blonde and around the length of her shoulders, although she usually ties it up in two space buns on the sides of her head as she finds it irritating to brush behind her ears on the field, and her fringe hangs freely over her eyebrows for the most part, but when she needs to work or is out on a mission, she will pin them back with bobby pins as well. Her build, while not the most bulky, is still pretty strong, and she carries abs as well as toned arms and legs. She weighs around 138lbs in total, and is rarely ever seen without her trusty revolver or uniform.

-Personality-
In comparison to her past life, Brigitte has done a complete 180 personality wise. Gone is the lively and carefree girl, now replaced with a woman of steel. The blonde has become a stickler for rules and appearance, and while many would say her only emotion is anger, she's mostly just cold, (f she lost her cool, you would most definitely know as it would come in the form of an explosion) however, this exterior mostly comes from her role as a soldier; kindness and sweetness has no place on a battlefield, so speaking as clearly and bluntly as possible is optimal in her eyes. On duty, it's rare for her to lower her guard or expectations of others around her, but if you catch her cleaning or smoking, you'd run a far better chance at seeing the real her. Although she still is blunt and to the point, she's a lot more open and may even crack a few smiles or laughs.
Over the years, Brigitte has also turned quite a bit smug and prideful, and when she can, she does enjoy boasting when she can. Comparing her accuracy to others gives her a massive ego boast, and honestly, she views herself as the top of the game. However, she isn't one to directly humiliate someone if they aren't talented; this is where her empathy kicks in. If you've had a tough life and grew up from nothing, she does and will take some amount of pity in you and will attempt to give you tips or hints in how to approve, but if you grew up in riches? Well, good luck to you; now, Brigitte has no shame or sympathy to show to those types of individuals. Those with money are filth in her eyes, and for them to complain after being pampered all their lives? It makes her sick.

-Strengths-
Elite Sharpshooter - Being X has granted her with one of the most accurate eyes in the military and boy does Brigitte know it. Her sniper skills are widely praised, something she welcomes with wide arms, and to this day she has only missed four targets. The furthest distance she's ever scored on the ground and without magical assistance was a whopping 2500m, and while she knows it wouldn't be something she could do too often, it's something she likes to point out to someone or how she will introduce herself with. Overall, her accuracy is around 98%
Lookout/Spy - Due to her keen eye, extreme attention to detail and patience, Brigitte is usually the one that will keep lookout for her troop. Once in position and focused, it's difficult to disturb her or snap her out of the trance she's put herself into.
Weapons Knowledge - What can I say? The woman likes her guns and knives. On her downtime, she likes to clean the weapons or educate the curious.

-Weaknesses-
Magic - Brigitte will often boast that explosion spells are useless when it comes to her as she could take out an entire company if given the chance and ammo, but this is mostly a cover up. Explosion magic takes a lot out of her, and after two shots her accuracy drops down to 79%. Not horrible, but for the 'Silver Hornet' (the official nickname she's given herself), it's absolutely horrific. Flying is fine, and the Gospel Targeting System she possess is something she would relay more on and swear by.
One to One Combat - There's a reason why she likes shooting; predicting where a person will run or where their head will be when she squeezes her trigger is easy for her, but up close and personal? Not so much. While she can dish out a good enough punch or kick, she will then always turn around and try and find a revolver to try and shoot her assailant down. Due to her strengths as a sniper, she believes only a fool would keep her on the front lines, so she doesn't bother with trying to improve in this field at all.

-What did you do in your past life?-
Before she became Brigitte, the woman went by the name of Lauren. Lauren was born into a wealthy and well respected family, and all of her life she had been spoiled rotten. If she wanted something, she would have it, and if a butler or maid had folded her clothes the wrong way, she would cry out to her father and have them fired on the spot. She was truly a nasty and vile girl, and she quite enjoyed toying with those beneath her, seeing how far she could push them with her requests before they would ultimately crack.
When it came to natural talents, she had nothing; honestly, without the money she would just have been just another girl with average intelligence in the sea of normalcy. The only thing she truly had a knack for was art, but even with that, most of her talent was wasted on dramatic makeup for a night out in an exclusive club with her friends, and boy did she love those nights out. Before she was even legal to drink she would sneak out and force her way into the most exculsive of clubs and bars, meeting with celebrities and millionaires on an almost daily basis. She had no desire to continue her father and mother's business; she didn't want to be tied down by work like them. Rather, she wanted to be envied by the masses and have her name known worldwide for her beauty. Ultimately, this wish was her downfall.

-How did you die?-
Lauren began to fall into the wrong crowd at her usual clubs. Her usual routine of drinking, dancing and then sleeping was shaken up when a handsome man caught the corner of her eye one night. Their relationship became one where words were scarce, but intimacy was frequent. She became infatuated with the dark man, and as a result, she got lead down the path of the corrupt. Drugs were introduced and by then, she was too blinded to run away. It turns out that her Mr Perfect was a drug dealer and had many, many rivals. But, what he had more of was money, and despite all common sense telling her to run, when he suggested she move in with him, she was more than happy to oblige.
The night of her death had been just like any other; her man had invited his friends and their 'lovers' over for a night full of booze, cigarettes and cocaine when all of the sudden, their door had been broken down. The events are hazy to her, but she can recall screaming and yelling, a loud bang and the stench of blood filling the air as the woman next to her dropped to the ground. One by one they all began to fall until, finally, the gun was pointed towards her, and Lauren was no more.

-Do you believe in 'Being X'-
Somewhat; she refuses to acknowledge him as a God but just as a voice in her head, and an annoying one at that. She despises him, honestly, and just wants to live this new life and not fall into the trap she did in the last one.

-How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division?-
Unlike her previous life of riches, Brigitte was born into a poor family and was the middle child of seven siblings. Her father was a farmer, her grandfather a blacksmith and her mother and grandmother both as maids. While the women had to go into the city for their work, the men stayed at home and taught the children the way of the land. The blonde girl was hopeless in the farming department, however when it came to poaching, she really shined. So, she began to help her grandfather with his line of work and became his assistant. He taught her everything he knew about hunting and guns, and in turn, she helped him in the creation of various weapons.
One day, a knock came to their door and the family were quite surprised to see the IAF standing there. They were looking for recruits, and after word had gotten out about a rather skilled hunter living in the area, they were interesting in signing them up. Immediately, the blonde was shoved forward by her grandfather, pride shining in his eyes, and, well, the rest is history. Brigitte's talents were confirmed, and she's been honing her skills for three years now and has acclaimed a respectable reputation.

-Motivations/Aspirations-
Brigitte wants to be known as a sharpshooter, and she wants the world to know that she isn't one to be messed with. Her previous life was filled with awful mistakes and being taken advantage of, and by God is she not letting that happen again.
A rather common goal, but she wants to get enough money and honor for herself and her family to live a comfortable life after this war. However, rather than sit on the money or spend it lavishly like most would, she wants to put it to good use to make sure no one gets into the same shit she had in her previous life. After all, just letting her money sit would make her no better than the assholes that screwed her over in the end​

 

[Reis]

Name: Nikita Semerikov
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Height: 5’5
Weight: 119 lbs

Personality: Nikita is a spunky, lighthearted person who seems unfit for war. He’s always causing a scene or drawing attention to himself in some way. Although he’s great at socializing and fun to be around, his personality completely changes on the battlefield. When in war, Nikita becomes extremely sadistic towards his enemies, referring to his opponents as targets that he shall enjoy granting a slow and painful death. He is also quick to respond to changes in the battlefield, aiming to kill as much of the enemy as possible. Luckily this side of his personality is only shown in battle, and he has yet to show any sort of malice towards an ally.

Strength: Nikita was born with advanced magical abilities. He is especially talented with honing magic, allowing him to frequently blast powerful projectiles that target an enemy for him. He also can form a rather powerful barrier, and can even create a magical shield around targeted allies. Lastly, he is rather light for his age and has a slight advantage when it comes to flight magic.

What did you do in your past life?: Formally known as Sierra Green, Nikita was born and raised in a middle class family in New York City. She was excellent in both academics and social abilities, granting her easy access to the city’s best colleges. It seemed as though she was living the perfect life. However, her Christian family rejected her when she opened up about her homosexuality, and she was forced to live with her friend in college. Despite her difficulties, Sierra always moved forward with a smile and sought the success to make her family proud of her.

How did you die?: Sierra’s life with her roommate was rather comfortable. The two of them joked, flirted, and lived as college students with each other. One night, after watching a movie and drinking their lives away, they were on a deserted route home. They were then confronted by a robber, who told them to give up their belongings and walk the other way. The robber would have stayed true to his word, but Sierra was made of stronger stuff. She threw herself at the robber, telling her panicked girlfriend to run. After a brief struggle, Sierra was thrown back and died from a bullet to the head.

Do you believe in 'Being X': Sierra thinks Being X is a fake. Although she was shocked that the creature has so much influence over the world, she was not able to understand its motivations. There are so many religious beliefs amongst humans, everything from a single God, to several individual deities, to the belief in science alone. If a God wanted to be worshipped, why would it create a world where it was so easy to discredit it? Shouldn’t God be wise enough to make His existence obvious, and give measurable rewards to those who worship Him? Sceptical of Being X’s genuinity, Sierra was reborn into the body of Nikita Semerikov.

How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division?: Nikita was (re)born as the son of a high-ranking officer. They rarely saw each other, but when they did, the officer was always proud of his son and touched by Nikita’s wisdom. He also recognized his magical capacity, and combined with his energetic, intellectual personality, it was almost inevitable that he would be sent into war. Nikita was at first reluctant to go into battle, but very quickly adjusted to the hard work ethic required and, perhaps more importantly, the opportunity to kill every opponent in his path. Of course he was eager to fight for the sake of his country. Being born a natural sadist had nothing to do with it.

Motivations/Aspirations: Nikita is eager to spend a peaceful life at home. He’s especially excited to have a new body, as he can finally be attracted to girls without being judged harshly! In the meantime, Nikita gets all the pleasure he can from transforming his opponents into a gory mess.

 

[Noxx Hollow]

Name: Samantha Briggs


Age: 19


Gender: Female

Spoiler: Appearance

Appearance:

height: 5' 9

Personality: Sam is a true-blue nihilist, which means she lives by the philosophy that life is without meaning, purpose or value and that there is nothing waiting for her at the end of the road except the black void while her body goes back to the weeds. She embodied what is normally referred to as existential nihilism while Samantha still retained her nihilistic ways after meeting ‘Being X’ it has grown into a metaphysical form of nihilism where she is always skeptical about the world around her believing there is an even chance of everything being physical or abstract. Other than her belief system Samantha is a very lazy, nonchalant and quite evasive person when it comes to anything because she doesn’t see the purpose in telling the whole truth or showing her cards and since to her nothing matters she has a habit of acting on a whim. It is also good to note that the body she was reborn in seems to have a case kleptomania and chronic hoarding syndrome when things go missing it’s always a good idea to check her room and pockets.


Strength: Being X’s gift to Samantha was steady hands and quick reflexes combined with her natural cool head Sam has earned a name for herself ‘Deadeye Briggs’ for her accurate long and short-range shooting taking the phrase “spray and pray” to the most literal meaning. In the air Sam is best described as poetry in motion, it's elegant and beautiful and best of all she uses it to dodge and turn the tables on the enemy in a dogfight.

What did you do in your past life? Samantha was a black female whole grew up in the hood, back in her childhood, her personality was the complete opposite, even if she grew up with the wrong crowd. From childhood to teens She was involved with just about every from gang violence to drug selling eventually she grew up and left all of it behind to chase something more honest, but getting a legit job, it was her efforts to climb the bureaucratic ladder the higher she got, the less ‘human’ she felt, all the backstabbing and lying to her coworkers then turning around and deceiving clients, it began to take a toll on her state of mind. Nihilism started to grip her soul and drag her under the water of her own emotions, the dreams that seemed to bright and innocent was now just a slimy as her childhood with a different shade. Samantha wanted to be better to be happier, but all she found was more of the same, but she was too far gone down and lost too much of her happy self-image now replaced with a question of why any of it matters in the first place.


How did you die?: Killed in a drive by shooting under a case of mistaken identity while visiting her mother in the neighborhood she grew up in.


Do you believe in 'Being X': Because of the way she things if god did exist she is completely convinced he doesn’t care about humans and only wants prayers and praise.


How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division?: Samantha was reborn poor once again but to a farmer couple out in the middle of nowhere, it was a loving family who were incredibly adamant about providing everything they could to make sure Sam and her two sisters were well fed and taken care of. Simple living was nice and even started serving as a form of much-needed therapy to fight that dead look in her eyes. Like the old saying goes all good things must come to an end and the war caught up to her and that quiet lifestyle in the form of their home being caught in between both sides claiming the life of one of her siblings and mother. It was only natural that she would be drafted into the army being the appropriate age, where it was discovered she had an innate talent for violence.


Motivations/Aspirations (If you want to hide this from the rest of the group please PM me this): Deep down she wants so desperately for someone to show her the meaning of it all.

 

[Dishonoured]

ERNEST
KLEIS
METTERNICH

"All warfare is based on deception."
​

Name: Ernest Kleis Metternich
Age: 15
Gender: Agender (refers to himself according to current body's gender, but doesn't really care about the pronouns others use to address him)
Sexuality: Asexual
Role: Combat Medic of the Empire's Aerial Mages

SURFACE + A LITTLE IN DEPTH​

Aesthetic: Ernest, standing at the height of 165cm, is relatively tall for his current age and slender with lithe muscles. He wears his short, straight, platinum hair slicked back at the sides, the end of the longest strands reaching just below his shoulders. His fairly-even-but-jagged fringe is parted to the right, stopping just below his eyes, usually brushed to the sides in order not to get into his eyes when he does vigorous activities, or merely tilts his head down. He has a straight nose, thin, firm lips that are faintly pink and a delicate jawline. His eyes are a dark teal, staring piercingly out from under heavy-lidded eyelids, giving him a consistently bored look, as though he is always a minute away from dozing off. Ernest is usually seen in a dark double-breasted military uniform, with black combat boots on his feet. The sleeves of his jacket are always rolled up to his upper forearms and he wears thick, black gloves on his hands. A high-collared cloak completes his outfit, and he is never seen without his trusty rifle, medical pouch and his Operation Orb.

Personality: Even before his rebirth, Ernest has always been slightly eccentric. Most of the time he is indifferent to situations around him and seemingly content on going with the flow, visiting nearby towns or places in order to pass time and gather information if there is anything interesting happening in the area whenever he is bored. He is extremely loyal towards those who have earned his trust, respect and friendship. He is also quite inquisitive and if something catches his interest, he will obsess over it until he has solved the puzzle (so to speak).

He generally shows a playful attitude during battle, albeit slightly bloodthirsty, toying with his opponents and showing joy in it. He never likes to miss his prey, and will exterminate all of his opponents pursuing any who has survived. He sometimes develops a liking for those that can stand their ground against him and prove a challenge, which he shows by bestowing upon them a nickname he creates on the spot. Despite his vicious and cunning nature in battle, he would show respect towards those whose fighting skills and courage meets his liking. However, if the person only shows skills but no courage or courage but no skills, he harbours an immense dislike towards them, citing them as cowards, or useless low-level beings unworthy of his time.

While he doesn’t mind teaming up with anyone and everyone in the army, he doesn’t like arrogance and over the top confidence from anyone if they cannot back it up. If he knows a person is experienced and knows what they are talking about and doing, he wouldn’t mind letting them plan their course of action, even willingly following their lead. However, if no one is up to the task or he thinks he has a better idea, he will voice his opinions and if need be, order the others to fall in line. So far, though, he had rarely needed to do so as the more moronic members don’t usually last long on the frontlines.

Ernest is extremely practical and thus, makes him extremely blunt with his words. While he can censor the words coming out if the situation calls for it, most of the time, he doesn’t see the need to. This tendency of being very frank has its ups and downs. Some might appreciate his non-sugar coating of words but some become offended. Needless to say, he is uncharismatic. Due to his less than pristine past, he strives to be a man of sound moral principles and would stand by them no matter what it cost him. He can be stubborn and hard-headed when he believes he is right, and refuses to be convinced otherwise unless the opponent manages to bring sound logic into the argument. He refrains from judging people by first impression alone, and usually reserves his opinion until he knows them better. While he might be a hard person to offend, he can't stand being belittled, and can get rather competitive, especially if that particular person proves rather challenging. His temper is a slow simmering fire, not easily coerced into rearing up and retaliate, but the right trigger works like kerosene, making it explosive and abruptly, but dwindles down quickly.

Combat Strength: 1) Fairly large mana pool: One of the...benefits...bestowed upon him by Being X, his noticeably large reserve of mana ensures he is able to continue powering his Orb even after the average soldier is spent. As such, he is able to fire off more spells, create larger explosions and fly longer without being exhausted. As long as the Orb can hold out, of course. In addition, he retains great control over his magic, ensuring he doesn't needlessly waste mana.
2) Great at close combat: With his average skills at shooting, Ernest prefers getting up close and personal, slicing through enemies with his bayonet. He sometimes finds great pleasure in shocking enemies when a single man suddenly appears in their midst. Soldiers wielding magic, he has discovered, sometimes don't appreciate the finer arts of physical skills.
3) Accomplished medic: Thanks to his past knowledge and skills in the field of medicine, Ernest has improved field medic supplies with both magic and brains. From basic first aid to surgery, he can perform them in the field, as long as he has the necessary equipment.
4) His current body is rather durable and possesses high endurance coupled with good strength.

Combat Weaknesses: 1) Average shot with the rifle: His score at the 100m range is 50%. Pretty poor results, but he doesn't really care. As long as it's a pass, really. Who cares if a bullet doesn't sink into flesh? Exploding it beside a person will also injure them, right? He likes blowing things up anyway.
2) Tactical skills: Ernest is more a follower than a leader. Besides the strategies he learned in the military academy, he doesn't really know how to take advantage of a battlefield, or adapt to the enemy's change in plans.
3) His body is less agile as he would like, and less flexible too.

PAST + PRESENT​

What did you do in your past life?
A talented surgeon in her late-thirties, Ernest was born Chen YuYun in her previous life. From a fairly poor family with a myriad of children, each child had to strive to prove their usefulness to their parents from a young age in order to acquire financial support for their future. School fees were expensive, so her parents couldn't afford to send every child of theirs for education. Only the most promising could attend school. With this factor pushing her to do her best, YuYun devoted herself to her studies, making her parents proud by acquiring scholarships for high school, and later, for university. Having heard people constantly saying lawyers and doctors were well-paid, she decided to go into the field of medicine. Law didn't interest her, and medical science did intrigue her a little. As the years progress, she found herself branching into the field of surgery and research, where she helped to produce more efficient and effective anaesthetics and post-surgery medications. However, due to the allure of money, she willingly and knowingly got tangled in an organ-smuggling trade, her job being the careful removal of various organs and sometimes, placing illegally gotten organs in various clients.

How did you die?
In a hostage situation. An armed man who was apparently the relative of a patient seeking treatment burst into the hospital she was working at one night, demanding doctors at gunpoint to treat his family member. Said family member had been turned away when it was evident they couldn't pay for medical treatment. Being one of the only two surgeons on nightshift, YuYun was brought forward, but an ill-timed action from a police officer on scene resulted in her taking two bullets to the centre of her chest. Ironically, she died in the emergency room.

Do you believe in 'Being X'?
YuYun's family were Buddhists for generations. She grew up believing in Buddha and karma. Although her belief faded as she grew up and began working in society, it did not disappear entirely. So, yes, she believes in Being X being Buddha and her reincarnation into this war-ridden world as karmic feedback for her actions in her previous life.

How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division? The Metternich Family has always produced a military man or woman every generation. They are not a large family, but has the occasional decorated officer within their family tree. Ernest's deceased aunt was a Major in the Imperial Army Land Infantry 121st Battalion of the Fatherland, and he was named after her in honour of her deeds. Even at a year old, it was evident Ernest was not a typical child, his behaviour peculiarly mature and seemingly acutely aware of his surroundings. Not to mention, his mana pool was off the charts, something the Metternich family had never seen before, not even in their familial records dating a couple of centuries back. With him being the oldest child of his generation, and the one displaying such talents, Ernest's family pegged him as the potential soldier of his generation.

The boy himself saw no need to correct their assumptions, for there wasn't really anything in this world he absolutely wanted to be. There was also the fact that Being X - whom he firmly believes is Buddha - gifted him with things that will only help is he enlisted as a soldier, a combat Mage of the Empire. If that wasn't Buddha telling him to be a soldier, then what was his purpose of existing here?

With his family unashamedly bragging about their prodigal child to anyone who listened, it came as no surprise when the Imperial Armed Forces came knocking at their door. A series of tests later, Ernest was offered a position in the Military Training Camp at the age of twelve. There, he displayed an aptitude for magic and was thus enlisted in the Empire's Mage Division.

Motivations/Aspirations: Currently, his motivation is simply to survive. He was given a second chance at life, and damn if he would die so early. He wanted to live at least to the age of his first life, or longer than that.
Aspirations...now that's a little tougher to answer. The standard line he feeds to anyone who asks is to serve the Empire to his best abilities. But inwardly, he is striving to be promoted as high as possible, earn a few medals and retire with enough money to live a good life. When that is accomplished, who cares about the damn war. He'll just find an isolated place and become a hermit.

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code by Han JiHyo ​

Name: Isaac "Pekelnybog" Keingebet (Formerly Isaac Weber)

Age: 19 (25 when he died)

Gender: Male

Appearance: View media item 30594Height: 6 feet Weight: 191 lbs.

Personality: Isaac's empathy has hardened into anger. Anger at the governments sending soldiers off to die for a meaningless war. Anger at enemy soldiers for forcing him to kill them. Anger at his superiors who put him in a position where he needs to kill others to live. And most of all rage at God for the ultimate unfairness that is life. Otherwise he tries to find what joy he can, talking with his fellow soldiers or reading what passes for reading material in the trenches. His smile can be happy, but it's always cracked. He keeps his sanity intact through rigid adherence to the rules and his orders. Each and every task is completed like clockwork, and woe to any who disturb his schedule.

Strength: Isaac's offensive and defensive spells are stronger than the average soldier, but his accuracy decreases faster at range. He's more adept at flying fast than maneuvering, meaning he has to keep an eye on his location. His real strength would be paperwork, but his magical skill makes him far more valuable on the battlefield.

What did you do in your past life?: Isaac was a federal employee, handling the inevitable paperwork generated by medical insurance. His workdays were spent scanning documents, directly entering information into the database, filing paperwork in the relevant filing cabinets, attending staff meetings, and generally ensuring that the bureaucracy could keep trundling on. He spent his free time reading, volunteering at a local senior home, and hanging out with his few personal friends. Then one day he was returning home from his usual post-work commute when a driver sped through the intersection he was walking through and ran him over. Isaac could have lived if the driver had called an ambulance, but he did not want to get arrested so he sped off.

In the moment before he died (between the initial impact and his death) Being X appeared to him and called him out for his lack of worship. Isaac responded by pointing out that he had had no reason to believe one existed, pointing out the flaws in every argument that had been made to him. He then said that even if Being X were God as it claimed he would give it no worship, for it deserved none. He outlined the pain and suffering of humanity, and the staggering pride of a being who'd demand anything of them for their wretched existence. Birth decided more of a person's happiness than anything they could do.

Isaac pointed to his own profession, saying that if he could help people he'd never know and expect nothing from them, than Being X's demands were infinitely unreasonable. Isaac further insulted it by saying that if he were to do as bad a job as Being X, he'd be lucky just to be fired. He continually interrupted Being X to insult it, refused to let any flawed argument stand, and made his outrage known because if he was about to die he'd make damn well sure God knew what he thought of it. Eventually Being X sealed Isaac's mouth and delivered its decision: he would be put in a position where his greatest skills would not be what he'd be wanted for, his birth would be uncommonly lucky, and his empathy would be a weakness. He should make the best of his new life, because there would be nothing after it. As time unfroze and Isaac plummeted back to the ground in front of the car's wheels, his scream of rage was all he heard before he knew only pain and blackness.

How did you die?: Isaac was the victim of a hit and run while walking home. The car knocked him into the air and then crushed him beneath its wheels.

Do you believe in God?: Isaac was an atheist because he saw no evidence to support the existence of a god. Now he's a misotheist determined to find a way to rain down vengeance on God's head for the suffering of humanity. He keeps it under wraps because he knows others don't share his views, but they leak through.

How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division?: Isaac was born to a wealthy banking family where his talent for paperwork made him inheriting a position a certainty. He was less than please at his parents' plans for an arranged marriage, but was going to go through with it for the sake of his life. He likely could have lived a long and relatively happy life if it weren't for the war. Jingoism was rampant and his parents in this world made it clear that he should volunteer with the patriots. Even if he couldn't fight on the front lines he could serve his country in other ways they said. Isaac had resigned himself to this when it turned out he had incredibly high magical aptitude and he was immediately sent for training to be sent to the front lines. His mind singled out the culprit: the egotistical little sadist known as God. Yet another way for him to hurt him. He focused this rage into his training, and gained a reputation for following orders to the letter, keeping constant readiness, and the sheer power he could bring against the enemy. The power of his artillery spells led to him being nicknamed "Pekelnybog," after the Slavic Underworld God of underground fires, snakes, and earthquakes, .

Motivations/Aspirations: Isaac is determined to survive this war, no matter what. If that means compromising his previous morals so be it. Whatever it takes to spit in God's eye and find a way to put a bullet in his head. Or failing that find a life with some happiness after the war.

Song:

Name: Nikita Semerikov
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Height: 5’5
Weight: 119 lbs

Personality: Nikita is a spunky, lighthearted person who seems unfit for war. He’s always causing a scene or drawing attention to himself in some way. Although he’s great at socializing and fun to be around, his personality completely changes on the battlefield. When in war, Nikita becomes extremely sadistic towards his enemies, referring to his opponents as targets that he shall enjoy granting a slow and painful death. He is also quick to respond to changes in the battlefield, aiming to kill as much of the enemy as possible. Luckily this side of his personality is only shown in battle, and he has yet to show any sort of malice towards an ally.

Strength: Nikita was born with advanced magical abilities. He is especially talented with honing magic, allowing him to frequently blast powerful projectiles that target an enemy for him. He also can form a rather powerful barrier, and can even create a magical shield around targeted allies. Lastly, he is rather light for his age and has a slight advantage when it comes to flight magic.

What did you do in your past life?: Formally known as Sierra Green, Nikita was born and raised in a middle class family in New York City. She was excellent in both academics and social abilities, granting her easy access to the city’s best colleges. It seemed as though she was living the perfect life. However, her Christian family rejected her when she opened up about her homosexuality, and she was forced to live with her friend in college. Despite her difficulties, Sierra always moved forward with a smile and sought the success to make her family proud of her.

How did you die?: Sierra’s life with her roommate was rather comfortable. The two of them joked, flirted, and lived as college students with each other. One night, after watching a movie and drinking their lives away, they were on a deserted route home. They were then confronted by a robber, who told them to give up their belongings and walk the other way. The robber would have stayed true to his word, but Sierra was made of stronger stuff. She threw herself at the robber, telling her panicked girlfriend to run. After a brief struggle, Sierra was thrown back and died from a bullet to the head.

Do you believe in 'Being X': Sierra thinks Being X is a fake. Although she was shocked that the creature has so much influence over the world, she was not able to understand its motivations. There are so many religious beliefs amongst humans, everything from a single God, to several individual deities, to the belief in science alone. If a God wanted to be worshipped, why would it create a world where it was so easy to discredit it? Shouldn’t God be wise enough to make His existence obvious, and give measurable rewards to those who worship Him? Sceptical of Being X’s genuinity, Sierra was reborn into the body of Nikita Semerikov.

How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division?: Nikita was (re)born as the son of a high-ranking officer. They rarely saw each other, but when they did, the officer was always proud of his son and touched by Nikita’s wisdom. He also recognized his magical capacity, and combined with his energetic, intellectual personality, it was almost inevitable that he would be sent into war. Nikita was at first reluctant to go into battle, but very quickly adjusted to the hard work ethic required and, perhaps more importantly, the opportunity to kill every opponent in his path. Of course he was eager to fight for the sake of his country. Being born a natural sadist had nothing to do with it.

Motivations/Aspirations: Nikita is eager to spend a peaceful life at home. He’s especially excited to have a new body, as he can finally be attracted to girls without being judged harshly! In the meantime, Nikita gets all the pleasure he can from transforming his opponents into a gory mess.

Name: Samantha Briggs


Age: 19


Gender: Female

Spoiler: Appearance

Appearance:

height: 5' 9

Personality: Sam is a true-blue nihilist, which means she lives by the philosophy that life is without meaning, purpose or value and that there is nothing waiting for her at the end of the road except the black void while her body goes back to the weeds. She embodied what is normally referred to as existential nihilism while Samantha still retained her nihilistic ways after meeting ‘Being X’ it has grown into a metaphysical form of nihilism where she is always skeptical about the world around her believing there is an even chance of everything being physical or abstract. Other than her belief system Samantha is a very lazy, nonchalant and quite evasive person when it comes to anything because she doesn’t see the purpose in telling the whole truth or showing her cards and since to her nothing matters she has a habit of acting on a whim. It is also good to note that the body she was reborn in seems to have a case kleptomania and chronic hoarding syndrome when things go missing it’s always a good idea to check her room and pockets.


Strength: Being X’s gift to Samantha was steady hands and quick reflexes combined with her natural cool head Sam has earned a name for herself ‘Deadeye Briggs’ for her accurate long and short-range shooting taking the phrase “spray and pray” to the most literal meaning. In the air Sam is best described as poetry in motion, it's elegant and beautiful and best of all she uses it to dodge and turn the tables on the enemy in a dogfight.

What did you do in your past life? Samantha was a black female whole grew up in the hood, back in her childhood, her personality was the complete opposite, even if she grew up with the wrong crowd. From childhood to teens She was involved with just about every from gang violence to drug selling eventually she grew up and left all of it behind to chase something more honest, but getting a legit job, it was her efforts to climb the bureaucratic ladder the higher she got, the less ‘human’ she felt, all the backstabbing and lying to her coworkers then turning around and deceiving clients, it began to take a toll on her state of mind. Nihilism started to grip her soul and drag her under the water of her own emotions, the dreams that seemed to bright and innocent was now just a slimy as her childhood with a different shade. Samantha wanted to be better to be happier, but all she found was more of the same, but she was too far gone down and lost too much of her happy self-image now replaced with a question of why any of it matters in the first place.


How did you die?: Killed in a drive by shooting under a case of mistaken identity while visiting her mother in the neighborhood she grew up in.


Do you believe in 'Being X': Because of the way she things if god did exist she is completely convinced he doesn’t care about humans and only wants prayers and praise.


How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division?: Samantha was reborn poor once again but to a farmer couple out in the middle of nowhere, it was a loving family who were incredibly adamant about providing everything they could to make sure Sam and her two sisters were well fed and taken care of. Simple living was nice and even started serving as a form of much-needed therapy to fight that dead look in her eyes. Like the old saying goes all good things must come to an end and the war caught up to her and that quiet lifestyle in the form of their home being caught in between both sides claiming the life of one of her siblings and mother. It was only natural that she would be drafted into the army being the appropriate age, where it was discovered she had an innate talent for violence.


Motivations/Aspirations (If you want to hide this from the rest of the group please PM me this): Deep down she wants so desperately for someone to show her the meaning of it all.

All accepted!

-Name-
Brigitte Kestenbaum

-Age-
18

-Gender-
Female

-Appearance-
Standing at a rather tall 5'7, Brigitte carries herself with only the straightest of postures, her eyes always facing forward and never toward the ground. She carries an air of grace and confidence, and to those sensitive to pick up on this will very quickly learn that this is due to her pride in her skill. However, I'll get more into that a little bit later.
Long and dark lashes highlight the sharp green eyes she possesses, the color the same as a murky olive. Although the color doesn't pop, the intensity of her gazes isn't something you could laugh at, and those on the other end of her infamous glares usually are quick to crumble. Her hair is a pale blonde and around the length of her shoulders, although she usually ties it up in two space buns on the sides of her head as she finds it irritating to brush behind her ears on the field, and her fringe hangs freely over her eyebrows for the most part, but when she needs to work or is out on a mission, she will pin them back with bobby pins as well. Her build, while not the most bulky, is still pretty strong, and she carries abs as well as toned arms and legs. She weighs around 138lbs in total, and is rarely ever seen without her trusty revolver or uniform.

-Personality-
In comparison to her past life, Brigitte has done a complete 180 personality wise. Gone is the lively and carefree girl, now replaced with a woman of steel. The blonde has become a stickler for rules and appearance, and while many would say her only emotion is anger, she's mostly just cold, (f she lost her cool, you would most definitely know as it would come in the form of an explosion) however, this exterior mostly comes from her role as a soldier; kindness and sweetness has no place on a battlefield, so speaking as clearly and bluntly as possible is optimal in her eyes. On duty, it's rare for her to lower her guard or expectations of others around her, but if you catch her cleaning or smoking, you'd run a far better chance at seeing the real her. Although she still is blunt and to the point, she's a lot more open and may even crack a few smiles or laughs.
Over the years, Brigitte has also turned quite a bit smug and prideful, and when she can, she does enjoy boasting when she can. Comparing her accuracy to others gives her a massive ego boast, and honestly, she views herself as the top of the game. However, she isn't one to directly humiliate someone if they aren't talented; this is where her empathy kicks in. If you've had a tough life and grew up from nothing, she does and will take some amount of pity in you and will attempt to give you tips or hints in how to approve, but if you grew up in riches? Well, good luck to you; now, Brigitte has no shame or sympathy to show to those types of individuals. Those with money are filth in her eyes, and for them to complain after being pampered all their lives? It makes her sick.

-Strengths-
Elite Sharpshooter - Being X has granted her with one of the most accurate eyes in the military and boy does Brigitte know it. Her sniper skills are widely praised, something she welcomes with wide arms, and to this day she has only missed four targets. The furthest distance she's ever scored on the ground and without magical assistance was a whopping 2500m, and while she knows it wouldn't be something she could do too often, it's something she likes to point out to someone or how she will introduce herself with. Overall, her accuracy is around 98%
Lookout/Spy - Due to her keen eye, extreme attention to detail and patience, Brigitte is usually the one that will keep lookout for her troop. Once in position and focused, it's difficult to disturb her or snap her out of the trance she's put herself into.
Weapons Knowledge - What can I say? The woman likes her guns and knives. On her downtime, she likes to clean the weapons or educate the curious.

-Weaknesses-
Magic - Brigitte will often boast that explosion spells are useless when it comes to her as she could take out an entire company if given the chance and ammo, but this is mostly a cover up. Explosion magic takes a lot out of her, and after two shots her accuracy drops down to 79%. Not horrible, but for the 'Silver Hornet' (the official nickname she's given herself), it's absolutely horrific. Flying is fine, and the Gospel Targeting System she possess is something she would relay more on and swear by.
One to One Combat - There's a reason why she likes shooting; predicting where a person will run or where their head will be when she squeezes her trigger is easy for her, but up close and personal? Not so much. While she can dish out a good enough punch or kick, she will then always turn around and try and find a revolver to try and shoot her assailant down. Due to her strengths as a sniper, she believes only a fool would keep her on the front lines, so she doesn't bother with trying to improve in this field at all.

-What did you do in your past life?-
Before she became Brigitte, the woman went by the name of Lauren. Lauren was born into a wealthy and well respected family, and all of her life she had been spoiled rotten. If she wanted something, she would have it, and if a butler or maid had folded her clothes the wrong way, she would cry out to her father and have them fired on the spot. She was truly a nasty and vile girl, and she quite enjoyed toying with those beneath her, seeing how far she could push them with her requests before they would ultimately crack.
When it came to natural talents, she had nothing; honestly, without the money she would just have been just another girl with average intelligence in the sea of normalcy. The only thing she truly had a knack for was art, but even with that, most of her talent was wasted on dramatic makeup for a night out in an exclusive club with her friends, and boy did she love those nights out. Before she was even legal to drink she would sneak out and force her way into the most exculsive of clubs and bars, meeting with celebrities and millionaires on an almost daily basis. She had no desire to continue her father and mother's business; she didn't want to be tied down by work like them. Rather, she wanted to be envied by the masses and have her name known worldwide for her beauty. Ultimately, this wish was her downfall.

-How did you die?-
Lauren began to fall into the wrong crowd at her usual clubs. Her usual routine of drinking, dancing and then sleeping was shaken up when a handsome man caught the corner of her eye one night. Their relationship became one where words were scarce, but intimacy was frequent. She became infatuated with the dark man, and as a result, she got lead down the path of the corrupt. Drugs were introduced and by then, she was too blinded to run away. It turns out that her Mr Perfect was a drug dealer and had many, many rivals. But, what he had more of was money, and despite all common sense telling her to run, when he suggested she move in with him, she was more than happy to oblige.
The night of her death had been just like any other; her man had invited his friends and their 'lovers' over for a night full of booze, cigarettes and cocaine when all of the sudden, their door had been broken down. The events are hazy to her, but she can recall screaming and yelling, a loud bang and the stench of blood filling the air as the woman next to her dropped to the ground. One by one they all began to fall until, finally, the gun was pointed towards her, and Lauren was no more.

-Do you believe in 'Being X'-
Somewhat; she refuses to acknowledge him as a God but just as a voice in her head, and an annoying one at that. She despises him, honestly, and just wants to live this new life and not fall into the trap she did in the last one.

-How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division?-
Unlike her previous life of riches, Brigitte was born into a poor family and was the middle child of seven siblings. Her father was a farmer, her grandfather a blacksmith and her mother and grandmother both as maids. While the women had to go into the city for their work, the men stayed at home and taught the children the way of the land. The blonde girl was hopeless in the farming department, however when it came to poaching, she really shined. So, she began to help her grandfather with his line of work and became his assistant. He taught her everything he knew about hunting and guns, and in turn, she helped him in the creation of various weapons.
One day, a knock came to their door and the family were quite surprised to see the IAF standing there. They were looking for recruits, and after word had gotten out about a rather skilled hunter living in the area, they were interesting in signing them up. Immediately, the blonde was shoved forward by her grandfather, pride shining in his eyes, and, well, the rest is history. Brigitte's talents were confirmed, and she's been honing her skills for three years now and has acclaimed a respectable reputation.

-Motivations/Aspirations-
Brigitte wants to be known as a sharpshooter, and she wants the world to know that she isn't one to be messed with. Her previous life was filled with awful mistakes and being taken advantage of, and by God is she not letting that happen again.
A rather common goal, but she wants to get enough money and honor for herself and her family to live a comfortable life after this war. However, rather than sit on the money or spend it lavishly like most would, she wants to put it to good use to make sure no one gets into the same shit she had in her previous life. After all, just letting her money sit would make her no better than the assholes that screwed her over in the end​

Accepted, however I can't tell if it's just me but I can see an image file located at the top right that i'm not sure is meant to be there since it's just the logo for a image.

 

[Leaf Fi]

All accepted!


Accepted, however I can't tell if it's just me but I can see an image file located at the top right that i'm not sure is meant to be there since it's just the logo for a image.

Really? Huh... It’s loading on my laptop and phone just fine... I’ll see if I can find it again ^^;; Apologies! But thank you for accepting

 

[Reis]

All accepted!


Accepted, however I can't tell if it's just me but I can see an image file located at the top right that i'm not sure is meant to be there since it's just the logo for a image.

Yeah the image logo thing is the same on my screen
Dishonoured Leaf Fi

 

[Han JiHyo]

Same. I'm seeing a logo instead of a picture.

 

[Dishonoured]

-Name-
Brigitte Kestenbaum

-Age-
18

-Gender-
Female

-Appearance-
Standing at a rather tall 5'7, Brigitte carries herself with only the straightest of postures, her eyes always facing forward and never toward the ground. She carries an air of grace and confidence, and to those sensitive to pick up on this will very quickly learn that this is due to her pride in her skill. However, I'll get more into that a little bit later.
Long and dark lashes highlight the sharp green eyes she possesses, the color the same as a murky olive. Although the color doesn't pop, the intensity of her gazes isn't something you could laugh at, and those on the other end of her infamous glares usually are quick to crumble. Her hair is a pale blonde and around the length of her shoulders, although she usually ties it up in two space buns on the sides of her head as she finds it irritating to brush behind her ears on the field, and her fringe hangs freely over her eyebrows for the most part, but when she needs to work or is out on a mission, she will pin them back with bobby pins as well. Her build, while not the most bulky, is still pretty strong, and she carries abs as well as toned arms and legs. She weighs around 138lbs in total, and is rarely ever seen without her trusty revolver or uniform.

-Personality-
In comparison to her past life, Brigitte has done a complete 180 personality wise. Gone is the lively and carefree girl, now replaced with a woman of steel. The blonde has become a stickler for rules and appearance, and while many would say her only emotion is anger, she's mostly just cold, (f she lost her cool, you would most definitely know as it would come in the form of an explosion) however, this exterior mostly comes from her role as a soldier; kindness and sweetness has no place on a battlefield, so speaking as clearly and bluntly as possible is optimal in her eyes. On duty, it's rare for her to lower her guard or expectations of others around her, but if you catch her cleaning or smoking, you'd run a far better chance at seeing the real her. Although she still is blunt and to the point, she's a lot more open and may even crack a few smiles or laughs.
Over the years, Brigitte has also turned quite a bit smug and prideful, and when she can, she does enjoy boasting when she can. Comparing her accuracy to others gives her a massive ego boast, and honestly, she views herself as the top of the game. However, she isn't one to directly humiliate someone if they aren't talented; this is where her empathy kicks in. If you've had a tough life and grew up from nothing, she does and will take some amount of pity in you and will attempt to give you tips or hints in how to approve, but if you grew up in riches? Well, good luck to you; now, Brigitte has no shame or sympathy to show to those types of individuals. Those with money are filth in her eyes, and for them to complain after being pampered all their lives? It makes her sick.

-Strengths-
Elite Sharpshooter - Being X has granted her with one of the most accurate eyes in the military and boy does Brigitte know it. Her sniper skills are widely praised, something she welcomes with wide arms, and to this day she has only missed four targets. The furthest distance she's ever scored on the ground and without magical assistance was a whopping 2500m, and while she knows it wouldn't be something she could do too often, it's something she likes to point out to someone or how she will introduce herself with. Overall, her accuracy is around 98%
Lookout/Spy - Due to her keen eye, extreme attention to detail and patience, Brigitte is usually the one that will keep lookout for her troop. Once in position and focused, it's difficult to disturb her or snap her out of the trance she's put herself into.
Weapons Knowledge - What can I say? The woman likes her guns and knives. On her downtime, she likes to clean the weapons or educate the curious.

-Weaknesses-
Magic - Brigitte will often boast that explosion spells are useless when it comes to her as she could take out an entire company if given the chance and ammo, but this is mostly a cover up. Explosion magic takes a lot out of her, and after two shots her accuracy drops down to 79%. Not horrible, but for the 'Silver Hornet' (the official nickname she's given herself), it's absolutely horrific. Flying is fine, and the Gospel Targeting System she possess is something she would relay more on and swear by.
One to One Combat - There's a reason why she likes shooting; predicting where a person will run or where their head will be when she squeezes her trigger is easy for her, but up close and personal? Not so much. While she can dish out a good enough punch or kick, she will then always turn around and try and find a revolver to try and shoot her assailant down. Due to her strengths as a sniper, she believes only a fool would keep her on the front lines, so she doesn't bother with trying to improve in this field at all.

-What did you do in your past life?-
Before she became Brigitte, the woman went by the name of Lauren. Lauren was born into a wealthy and well respected family, and all of her life she had been spoiled rotten. If she wanted something, she would have it, and if a butler or maid had folded her clothes the wrong way, she would cry out to her father and have them fired on the spot. She was truly a nasty and vile girl, and she quite enjoyed toying with those beneath her, seeing how far she could push them with her requests before they would ultimately crack.
When it came to natural talents, she had nothing; honestly, without the money she would just have been just another girl with average intelligence in the sea of normalcy. The only thing she truly had a knack for was art, but even with that, most of her talent was wasted on dramatic makeup for a night out in an exclusive club with her friends, and boy did she love those nights out. Before she was even legal to drink she would sneak out and force her way into the most exculsive of clubs and bars, meeting with celebrities and millionaires on an almost daily basis. She had no desire to continue her father and mother's business; she didn't want to be tied down by work like them. Rather, she wanted to be envied by the masses and have her name known worldwide for her beauty. Ultimately, this wish was her downfall.

-How did you die?-
Lauren began to fall into the wrong crowd at her usual clubs. Her usual routine of drinking, dancing and then sleeping was shaken up when a handsome man caught the corner of her eye one night. Their relationship became one where words were scarce, but intimacy was frequent. She became infatuated with the dark man, and as a result, she got lead down the path of the corrupt. Drugs were introduced and by then, she was too blinded to run away. It turns out that her Mr Perfect was a drug dealer and had many, many rivals. But, what he had more of was money, and despite all common sense telling her to run, when he suggested she move in with him, she was more than happy to oblige.
The night of her death had been just like any other; her man had invited his friends and their 'lovers' over for a night full of booze, cigarettes and cocaine when all of the sudden, their door had been broken down. The events are hazy to her, but she can recall screaming and yelling, a loud bang and the stench of blood filling the air as the woman next to her dropped to the ground. One by one they all began to fall until, finally, the gun was pointed towards her, and Lauren was no more.

-Do you believe in 'Being X'-
Somewhat; she refuses to acknowledge him as a God but just as a voice in her head, and an annoying one at that. She despises him, honestly, and just wants to live this new life and not fall into the trap she did in the last one.

-How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division?-
Unlike her previous life of riches, Brigitte was born into a poor family and was the middle child of seven siblings. Her father was a farmer, her grandfather a blacksmith and her mother and grandmother both as maids. While the women had to go into the city for their work, the men stayed at home and taught the children the way of the land. The blonde girl was hopeless in the farming department, however when it came to poaching, she really shined. So, she began to help her grandfather with his line of work and became his assistant. He taught her everything he knew about hunting and guns, and in turn, she helped him in the creation of various weapons.
One day, a knock came to their door and the family were quite surprised to see the IAF standing there. They were looking for recruits, and after word had gotten out about a rather skilled hunter living in the area, they were interesting in signing them up. Immediately, the blonde was shoved forward by her grandfather, pride shining in his eyes, and, well, the rest is history. Brigitte's talents were confirmed, and she's been honing her skills for three years now and has acclaimed a respectable reputation.

-Motivations/Aspirations-
Brigitte wants to be known as a sharpshooter, and she wants the world to know that she isn't one to be messed with. Her previous life was filled with awful mistakes and being taken advantage of, and by God is she not letting that happen again.
A rather common goal, but she wants to get enough money and honor for herself and her family to live a comfortable life after this war. However, rather than sit on the money or spend it lavishly like most would, she wants to put it to good use to make sure no one gets into the same shit she had in her previous life. After all, just letting her money sit would make her no better than the assholes that screwed her over in the end​

Looking over your sheet there isn't an image in between the image float which might be causing it.

 

[Leaf Fi]

Yeah the image logo thing is the same on my screen
Dishonoured Leaf Fi

Same. I'm seeing a logo instead of a picture.

Looking over your sheet there isn't an image in between the image float which might be causing it.

I’m really, really sorry for this! I’m kinda embarrassed ^///^;; but I’ve replaced it now.. Does it show? Or is the same problem occurring?

 

[Gravitational Force]

I’m really, really sorry for this! I’m kinda embarrassed ^///^;; but I’ve replaced it now.. Does it show? Or is the same problem occurring?

I can see it

 

[BearBearBear]

Is this still open, my interest is piqued

Edit:

Spoiler: Just in case

Name: Svetlana Kuznetsov Franziska Krömeier

Age: 52 20

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Spoiler: Spoilerception: its also a big picture

Height: 5'11
Weight: 73 kg

Personality:

Franziska, Fran to a few close friends, is an earnest young woman, vibrant with a seemingly endless thirst for life. She is a woman of simple pleasures, possesses a seemingly endless amount of patience and has an extremely motherly disposition towards anyone who she perceives as younger than her. She is a bit of a busybody, though most of the troops and some officers would brush such behavior away knowing that she means well. She is a refuge in the middle of the battlefield, a presence that does not fail to remind soldiers of home, the life they left, and the loved ones they were fighting to protect.​

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In the middle of battle, she can turn into an entirely different person.​

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One who upholds the ideal of ending a fight as quickly as possible, she is willing to do anything if it ensures that her command comes home and the enemy is annihilated. All warmth is lost and in its place is a cold, calculating visage that sees enemies as nothing more than obstacles to be wiped away at the earliest convenience so that they may move on to the next objectives. She has no qualms with violating any rule of engagement as long as she is sure that there would be no repercussions, or at the very least that they won't be traced back to her.​

Strengths and Weaknesses(You should be able to tell which is which):

Heavy Artillery Magic: Even compared to some of the Aces, Franziska has a prodigious amount of magic at her command. More than its effects of her endurance, this fact can not be more highlighted than when she actually uses her magic. Her range is significantly outstrips most battalions, so much so that she can trade shots with enemy Howitzers and Mortars if required. She has not yet surpassed the range of conventional artillery but this is due to the fact that she has not yet been asked to try; those in command are more than happy to settle for a mage with such range than have her due of exhaustion.​

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Statuesque Stunner: Due to her stature she is more physically capable than most women, and maybe some men when it comes to feats of strength, speed, and endurance. She isn't one to flaunt this, with her gentle nature, but most people forget that she could easily crush skulls with minimal magical enhancement if she was bothered. Of course, this strength and speed helps when it comes to close quarter combat and coupled with her natural flexibility as a woman, this makes her just as much of a threat at close range than she is at long range.​

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Survivor: Considering her history, it's no surprise that she thrives in the outdoors. She is resourceful enough to survive long periods of time in the field even without support, being able to live off the land as it was. She has a natural affinity to more craggy and cold regions, but given enough information, she can survive anywhere at least until backup arrives.​

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Square Cube Law: Though her build is one of a lithe woman for her height, there is no hiding the fact that she is very tall for her age and gender. This does not have much of an effect if she is on the ground, but in the air, where physics comes into play, she finds it hard to maneuver properly.​

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Oops: She is almost famous for her mastery over area of effect magic and long range bombardment magic she has... difficulty when it comes to limiting her power in conventional combat, such as dogfights. In short, she lacks the precision that is required in mid-range shoot-outs and sniping when she poured her effort into being able to blast whatever she sees as a threat to oblivion. This disadvantage has her relegated to the back line and often restricts her participation in combat, lest the officers risk friendly fire.​

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What was that about a Barn?: Again, due to her history she does not have much ability when it comes to bigger picture thinking or strategy. She is not the best soldier, and will often act more like a maiden than a fighter, but she is not one of long term planing of social climbing. She is a simple woman after all, and sometimes this lands her into trouble.​

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What did you do in your past life?:

Svetlana was born the eldest among five siblings in the heart of the Motherland, raised in the icy tundras before her parents moved to the city. They were not wealthy by any means, and more often than not her parents struggled to make ends meet, but they always did and while they didn't live luxuriously, they were happy. She was always a most gentle of them, and after finishing her schooling, she rose through the ranks as an designer. Rather than manage people, she found her joy in creating what she loved, which at the time was clothing. In the ever evolving world of fabric and leather, she made clothes and the world loved her for it. Still, coming from a poor family, she never lost sight of her family and was more than wiling to help her siblings when they needed it.​

How did you die?:

She was going out camping one day in Ural when a meteor fell in the immediate area. (I know that no deaths were reported but let me have this)​

Do you believe in 'Being X' (God, Buddha, etc...): Yes, she was raised in an Orthodox Christian home and even after death she has kept her faith despite not being to public about it.

How did you end up in the Empire's Mages Division?: In her second life, Franziska found herself born into an orphanage. She quickly filled the position of honorary mother among the children and for a time their life, while difficult, was happy. She was a child when the first of them was called into the army, and though she did have magic, she managed to avoid the tests on account of her age. When the time came, she joined the army willingly, though she first ensured that she was able to send money back to her new family.

Motivations/Aspirations: As of now, she fights to keep her comrades alive, to end the war, and to finally be able to go home. To that end, she would do her duty as a soldier, kill her enemies and protect those behind her.

Anything else?

 

[Gravitational Force]

I don't know, still waiting.