Overboard

>>2974 →
>All Right's Power

Let's see this, since we're going to tackle it next time, but right now I don't feel like reading so let's go with the scaling.

>Percentage
The % of power he uses against those idiots will be irrelevant, I'll adjust it based on what's reasonable when it happens, but, given the data that they fought at 2 PM, and his peak is at 12 AM. Let's assume that, like Scanor, his power starts increasing at 6 AM and stops growing at 6 PM (not counting the power he can store like he does when fighting the Big Father), his peak is at 12 AM, i.e., 100%, to make things easier we assume his power increased by 1/6th every hour, and vice versa after 12 AM, so at 2 PM, his maximum power output would be around 66.7%.

There we have our base, now we have to guess the limits of his power.

Since he is the symbol of LAZ and replacement for All Might, this is the reference point.

>All Might's Power
There are 3 points to scale All Might's strength, that + Ruler's declaration that at 12 AM All Right could rape all the perceptos (the inverse scaling of Wrath = or > Muscular will carry).

>All Might Chapter 1
I can make a tornado that broke the clouds, that they calculate from 25 or 800 Megatons up to 1 Gigaton, Mountain+ to Island, and it's All Might already carrying the wound for 5 years, there are no speed feats unless we say that at this point he was faster than light, which, no, kek.

But, he should be much faster than Deku 100% vs Overhaul, we can't pull numbers out of our ass using the manga later with Deku and Shigaraki as sub-relativists, but if we use the reference strength and how drastically it declined

>All Might USJ
Where after having given the AFO to Deku he had already started to weaken exponentially.
His speed is comfortably Mach 35 if not higher, up to around Mach 60-70 taking into account 100% Deku vs Overhaul (although this Deku's power was also increasing, his 100% at this moment is greater than if he had 100% in the first season), and even up to Mach 90, the last one is very trust me bro, but we take it anyway.

As for strength... I couldn't find calculations so without much on hand, I had to do the scaling myself.

And the only reference is when All Might sends the Nomu flying with the Plus Ultra that pierces and disperses a couple of clouds, let's see the first cloud.

We'll assume the cloud dispersed in around one second, it's a sunny day, so it looks like a cumulus if I'm not mistaken, we assume an average height of 1150 meters and density of 1300 meters, a viewing distance of around 20 kilometers that gives me this ugly number 1.256.637.061,435917295 and the cloud calculator from the battle wiki tells me the cloud would have around 167845.88 Tons.

Now we use an omnidirectional dispersion calculation, which I don't know if I did wrong but it gives us barely 2 kilotons, and that this All Might being weaker than the Kamino one is a no, so we get exquisite and go to analyze frame by frame, but in doing so I saw that, in effect, it lasts 24 frames for the dispersion so it's still one second, I checked other calculators and the calculation went back up to 5-6 kilotons, fuck you Horikoshi stop being consistent!!!!.

Anyway, regarding maximum strength, All Might doesn't vary much from here to the end, his average must be lower, let's say 1 Kiloton, lol.

And this with the anime, in the manga the Nomu barely flies 400 meters, the fucking sure didn't even leave the UA grounds, lol.

BUT, let's go with the problem and declaration of 300 hits vs 5 in his first, and 360 kilotons is inferior to the minimum estimated 25 megatons, so All Might had to hit it with even greater force.

So, I have to go to Deku, who with his greater valcul available when he breaks that robot in the test, being 76 kilotons, still gives us 5 megatons for Prime All Might, So, NO.
The only way to give this some coherence is if this All Might has no more than 20 Megatons and his prime is over 800 Megatons, which anyway I wasn't going to use that value for the All Might chapter 1, but still, kek, that would tell us that in about a year and a half, All Might's strength reduced to half, if not more, since Plus Ultra was going more than his 100%, anyway, I give him 16 Megatons for a calculation I found so I don't complicate my life, kek

>All Might 3rd season/Kamino
With the USA Smash he generates around 7 Kilotons. In speed we have his feats where being contained he was turbo-fucking Deku and Bakugo who should be above Deku in the Stein arc which went up to Mach 8, so minimum, contained, it would be like double, Mach 20-25, and at maximum we could go back to Mach 50, it fits a bit because after giving OFA to Deku his limit went from 3 hours to 1.5, more or less that his power reduces to half would be acceptable, at least for this shit I'm doing, as well as it would be comparable to AFO, who could react to Endeavor's attacks so in the Hypersonic range it's acceptable.

There's also the first movie which would fuck this version up a lot but I ignore it, kek.

But, on the other hand
From, since going from 25 to 16 is a 36% reduction, let's say his speed was affected equally, so from Mach 90 at the USJ, in chapter 1 he should be around Mach 141.

So we go from Mach 141, 90, and 50. Mach 93.6

>Durability
We assume the same as strength, maybe up to 50% or less because in MHA (and because I'm OP and I decide things now) the monkeys tend to have more durability than strength unless stated otherwise.

>Summary
Anyway, in an ideal situation, a 100% All Might would have.

>Strength
16.3 Megatons
>Speed
Mach 93.5
>Durability
16-24 Megatons.

Going back to Deku vs Muscular, Deku was able to hit him with enough force to knock him out after he buffed up and got serious, being considerably stronger than his normal form which could exert a calculated tremor of 80 T of TNT, let's say triple, although he was already damaged by Deku's two previous Smashes, so just double, 160 T of TNT. That would fit with Deku's Smash, which quickly when he does one against Todoroki would enter city-block level, so the force against Muscular would be similar to that, seeing that from his Smashes in the test against Bakugo it was around 4 to 10 T of TNT, he could easily multiply his strength by 5 in just a few weeks passively, the same would apply, so averaging, if he could do a minimum of 250 T of TNT, which Muscular can tank even reducing the efficiency of his fibers, and then he surpasses it with his 1 million%, that Deku could easily hit with a force approximately a kiloton, which in summary, not only confirms these data, but for the Lucas camp he's a fucking beast at defeating Ira once he runs out of regen, damn.

I'm going off topic, at his 66.7% fighting at 2 PM, All Might would have, at most

>Strength
10.87 Megatons
>Speed
Mach 66.36
>Durability
11-16 Megatons

From that, we can get speculative values when I feel like continuing, although even using just 1% of all this the power scale goes to hell when these kids who barely have been at it for 1 month could make him bleed, kek.

Who is the potentialman of Jujutsu Kaisen?

>>7029 →
dante

>>4157 →

>While searching for firewood alongside Kilt, you also kept an eye out for plants, berries, anything that could be of use in the near future, managing to gather a quite fruitful harvest.
>You soon strike up a conversation with Kilt, in which she tells you how she got her muscles. As soon as you learned she knew blacksmithing, you asked Kilt to teach you the trade.

Kilt: It's not that I'm very skilled at this, Victoria. For me, blacksmithing basically boils down to heating metal and shaping it with blows. However, I kept my father's notes. If you'd like, I can lend them to you and also teach you how to use the tools, if we ever get access to some.

>With Kilt's response about a possible future blacksmithing tutelage being positive, you proceed to inspect the woman's muscles, admiring her body toned by work, a physical power that many mages secretly admire and envy.
>Soon Kilt would end the interaction, leaving a flirty proposal hanging in the air as she returned to work. Both of you then got down to business, looking for firewood.
>Kilt used her axe to break fallen logs, which she then put in a bag, accumulating a good amount of firewood. For your part, you remained focused on collecting easy-to-carry branches, as well as gathering anything that could be used as an ingredient in the future.

Kilt: This is enough. Let's head back and hope that Vak and Mao have already started preparing dinner.

>With that said, Kilt and you head back to the camp, once again alert to any strange sounds and trying to avoid contact with the local fauna. After all, a snake bite was still dangerous.
>Upon arriving at the camp, the first thing you noticed was Vak's naked body standing in front of the campfire. Several skewers were cooking around it. Mao was preparing skewers in front of the campfire while chatting with Vak.

Vak: Look who's finally back. We were already thinking of going to look for you.
>The goblin had a cheerful tone in her voice, you could tell she was much more relaxed, her small green body was completely exposed, her nipples were quite pronounced with large areolas, there was a lot of hair in her crotch, the goblin didn't show the slightest bit of shame.

Kilt: Have some decency, dwarf, and put something on! What kind of impression are you going to give Victoria?.

>Kilt seemed somewhat annoyed by Vak's carefree attitude, who didn't pay much attention to her comrade's words, sitting down in front of the fire while taking a skewer.

Mao: Vak has always been like this, Kilt, don't expect her to start acting differently just because Victoria is with us.

>Mao then took two skewers from the campfire and stood up, approaching you with a calm smile on her face.

Mao: We still have a long way to go, so for now let's focus on resting.

>Mao then handed you the skewers and returned to the fire, Kilt and you approached, leaving the firewood a safe distance from the campfire.
>You noticed Kilt taking off her leather armor with a sigh, Mao, on the other hand, wasn't wearing the hood that covered her face, revealing shiny brown hair and tanned skin.

Kilt: Pass me some malt, Mao, I feel like drinking something.

>The zumin nodded before tossing a canteen to the dwarf, which she caught with ease and proceeded to take a deep drink from.

Kilt: Delicious! Alright, I'm going to sleep a bit, remember, someone always has to be awake watching the fire.

>Kilt then quickly ate her skewer and took another swig from the malt canteen before tossing it to you and proceeding to lie down on one of the blankets spread on the sand.
>Vak then gestured for you to come closer, a smile on her face as she took a bite of one of the skewers.

Vak: Come closer Victoria, let's drink some of that malt and enjoy the food, Mao, give me some bread please.

>Mao then took a piece of bread from her bag and approached Vak to hand it to her, then she approached you, handing you a piece as well.

>>4065 →
Are there any available spots?

>>7018 →

If darkie, take your time to read well before sending the sheet and any questions you may have can be left in the meta thread which is here: >>126763

>>6935 →
It's okay, I understand, I come from hispa, your project seems interesting to me. You should promote it more in the refuge.
For now, I see you are the only moderator here, right?

>>6935 →
>by the way, I used Hannah as an NPC in a Discord roleplay, someday I'll take a screenshot and show it to you kek
For a moment I read "character" and told myself "how boring to roleplay as Hanna!" then I read about the NPC and now it's "how scary to roleplay with Hannah..."
>On that front, I doubt you'll have technical problems negrin
Well, when OPmu came and posted 100 times I was tearing my hair out. It's quite a bit of trial and error kek

>did you have things left that you would have liked to explore more in fractella?
I feel like I barely touched my main hero and heroine NPCs, Jack and Lauren. But it was complicated to delve into it considering the type of story I was managing for their characters. I doubt anything I did with them could have impacted Fran, Kibou, or Gospel.
>I'm into time travel, immortality, April, and alternate worlds, things I'd tangentially like to delve into in this edition kek
I'm glad I didn't fully define any of those topics kek
>Meaning, the mist still makes you "pseudo-immortal" due to mystical reconfiguration, but there will be stages of the game where you won't have mist or the noddense law, or with enemies that can bypass divine contracts

I'm not worried. I deeply trust the intelligence stupidity and the skill clumsiness of my character, he gets out of anything
Also, I'll reply tomorrow, I'm not very clear-headed

Argentina scored a goooooooal

The Brayanbol is for brown people

what if I rebooted villain academia again? I lost the system

>>6791 →
Ayy poor thing, OP. Yeah, yeah. You'll be better. Heal, heal, frog's tail. If it doesn't heal today, it'll heal tomorrow.
I imagine it's already passed, I had a headache the other day and in the end I saved myself from a cold kek, are you okay? They say time heals all.

>>6792 →
>>6885 →
I'm not well.
I had to go to the doctor and I found out it's actually a respiratory infection and not the flu, I've been on pills since Wednesday, but at least I didn't die, kek, still, my head is half fried and I can't concentrate on anything

>>6708 →
>Gwendoline
Hinata is alive, and in Mount Fuji. Gwen sighs, it's unclear whether it's from longing or disappointment. Almost immediately she starts drifting spectrally around the area. The trucks appear, and the villains parade inside of them, but the ghost doesn't even notice them. Her gaze seems incapable of staying still, until it lands on Alpyr and the fish woman.

"Ugh!" She complains audibly at the same time as she pinches her nose. "What is that smell...? It's like a port! Wait, I think I know where it's coming from... Let me get to the wind side."

It's obvious to anyone that she's being intentionally and sneakily rude. To make it even clearer that she's paying the price for Svetlana, she crosses her arms and puffs out her cheeks, and looks at her group as if they owed her money. Soon Gwen explodes.

"And that's it? Is that all? After everything I suffered for you, do you have no praises for me?!" She turns her face and clenches her teeth. "Not even a question...? Like, 'How are you?' or 'How did you manage to handle that powerful villain on your own'?" "Because of attitudes like that, I feel like telling everyone that they should die!"

>>6708 →

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"Behave like someone of our position"

-"You're so boring...but I get it"

>He said giving a thumbs up, before Svet separated them, she obviously took the chance to give him a kiss on the cheek before leaving.

-"Good luckkkkk"

>Moving his arm to say goodbye before going with the other group, she's not that stupid to not understand the situation and the duty that the great ones have to follow.
>They'll have better time to spend time together.

"¡Ohhh, let's eat!. I'm starving"

-"Let the new one invite"

>Says pointing at >>4064 →

-"By the way, what class are you in?" no idea if it's already been said that the future super pervert is already in class A kek
>She got into the car near Vero and Asuna

>>6708 →

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OyTDjr5gpE0▾
Or whatever, the truth is that the succubus sighed as people came and went trying to keep them.

She obviously refused any doctor's touch, as by that point she was just tired

Walking to be with Amelia, since the others she vaguely knew were busy with their own things and she couldn't be bothered.

-Amelia-

"I don't know if I should sleep or go eat something"

-Hanan-

"I could eat something, but I also feel like if I touch a bed I'll fall asleep until next week"

She followed Amelia to the car, quickly sitting in the corner and letting Amelia sit next to her to avoid any contact with the others who were there too.

>>6867 →

-Alpyr-

"Let the new girl pay"

-Hanan-

"Me what?"

-Alpyr-

"By the way, what class are you in?"

-Hanan-

"Uhhh... I think I was going to be... I think they were going to put me in one of the main classes... uhhh... but I don't know if it was A or B..."

The tiredness wasn't letting the information get to her head, obviously they would have told her at some point which class she was going to go to when the internships ended since she had to end up somewhere.

But after thinking for a while she looked at Amelia, taking out her phone and seeing that it was a bit wet.

"Shit"

She shook it a bit and turned it on, luckily it didn't look damaged, she finally got Amelia's attention and asked

"Should we take a picture so the others know we're alive?"

Is it still useful to report?

>>6938 →
For now there is no role to back the reports. But when I find an idea and restore the system, the Hex will remain the main currency. I felt like a crypto seller saying this
What do you think of a BNH with a skill tree?
I've wanted to do a time travel roleplay with a deep plot for a long time, I had it planned for when my main roleplay ended. But I've had ideas about a more "commercial" one, with powers and an invisible connection to tarot. Should I develop it?

pic to get attention

>>6939 →
>What do you think of a BNH with a skill tree?
Do you know Dispatch? The game's gameplay seems very easy to adapt to a Hexcraft-style role. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5cZNTai1NR8▾
You would have to create missions where depending on how high your stats are, you have more or less chances of completing them. For example, a mission that requires +8 strength and another that asks for +8 resistance. If you don't reach those points, you can take it with another player and combine your stats, that way you promote doing missions in groups. You could also include a mechanic where if you double the stats the mission requires, you gain more experience.

Speaking of experience, instead of Hexcraft's big map, I'd say it would be better to make a simple one like pic's. You choose your base power on your character sheet and as you buy things in the skill tree, you can either increase your stats or gain greater mastery in your powers to achieve more things. For example, the power of the pickaxe is pyromancy, when you reach the third branch you gain the ability to buy the power to propel yourself with your fire to fly, while in the fourth branch you have the ability to cause large explosions or absorb heat from a target.

Another thing about the skill tree would be that once you decide to go down a branch, you can't go back unless you spend the necessary points to do so. For example, I buy +2 strength and flight, if I want to go back and buy the +2 resistance below, I would have to spend that amount again to get back to that point on the map. That way you avoid a player accumulating exp too quickly.

>>6896 →
>Rejected.
Besides being a faggot, you're demanding.
I'm going to create the most cucked character sheet for you, and you're going to masturbate reading it, you piece of shit nigger.

>>6874 →
>>6910 →
>Name
Cuckyn Mcucker
>Age
21
>Sex
Male
>History
https://youtu.be/sySlY1XKlhM▾This is how my day has been... I was almost suspended from university, I think besides being a cuck I'm also gay, I lost the girl of my dreams, and I got beaten up pretty badly. Still, things could be a lot worse. Oh wait, I'm falling to my death, so no. How did I get here, you'll ask.

My end begins a few days ago, my starting point....

....

My name is Cuckyn, Cuckyn Mcucker.

I'm 24 years old and in my fourth year of Microfusion Engineering at university. I wasn't one of those students who stand out in the hallways or in campus conversations like the GigaChads or Brads, with their Mega Stacys like in the 90s movies. Rather, I was one of those genetic trash losers, but not so much that I was remarkable, like those who smell of semen, because yes, masturbation has a smell. Academically, I wasn't a disaster, but I wasn't brilliant either. I understood the principles of my major, I could solve complex equations and survive long thermal simulation labs, but I struggled with human noise: groups, others' laughter, the ease with which others seemed to exist without thinking too much. My refuge was the nights, the cramped university dorm room, and the blue light of the screen burning my corneas, while I, comfortable in my chair, watched delicious Pornito, on a page with excellent exciting content, which I will mention for your delight later.

That's how I was. Or at least that's how I remember myself.

It was in that environment that I saw her, Sophia, a girl from my same faculty, with a kind presence, always surrounded by a calm that seemed natural, as if she didn't have to try to fit in anywhere because she already belonged everywhere. I never managed to feel entirely comfortable with myself when I was near her. I started noticing her in small fragments: a laugh in the back of the classroom, a hand raised to ask something in class, the way she organized her notes without apparent stress. Over time, those fragments stopped being neutral and started taking up space in my nights, in my silent routine, in that kind of private thoughts that I won't tell you because I'm embarrassed!

When I wasn't around, my mind insisted on returning again and again to the idea of what I never dared to say out loud. That thought ended up becoming an obsessive habit of my nightly imagination, where I tried to resolve in private what in reality I didn't have the courage to face. Every day in class I promised myself the same thing: approach her, talk to her, confess. And every day I found an excuse not to do it.
At the same time, there was Asher... Asher Everett was one of those guys who never needed to introduce themselves twice: they just walked in and the atmosphere seemed to adjust around them. He had a light presence, as if the world responded easily to him, as if everything around him simply fell into place without effort. The kind of guy who, without making much noise, still ends up occupying space in everyone's mind on campus. And me... I hated people like that, just because they have pretty faces, their lives are already sorted out.

His way of moving was calm, confident without being arrogant, and there was something about him (his relaxed posture, the softness of his features, the way people naturally turned toward him) that made him impossible to ignore. That damn son of a bitch had everything I'd always wanted. I don't know how to explain it without sounding ridiculous, but he seemed to exist with less effort.

In class, people talked to him as if he were already part of the center of everything, as if social gravity tilted slightly in his favor without him doing absolutely anything. Why? That shit drove me insane. And then... I'd have to lock myself in my room, jerk off for hours staring at a picture of him, trying to release that frustration.... damn... damn faggot, feminine bastard! I was going to kill him, I was going to make him pay, and I had sworn it!! He didn't even seek attention, yet he still got it!! And me.... I didn't even get the crumbs. It was like watching someone spit out food in front of starving Africans just because they didn't like the taste.

He had short hair, always slightly messy in a way that looked intentional without trying. A delicate face, soft and expressive features, a barely defined jawline, light eyes. And meanwhile, me.... I could only compare myself. His build was slim, but firm, and... well-trained legs, almost like a cyclist's, strong thighs and an ass—N-no! No, nothing, I didn't say anything... whatever. There was something about him that made him especially noticeable to girls, without seeming to try at all. Meanwhile me.... I'm ugly, big lips, acne, chubby cheeks, and on top of that, I'm going bald. Life was unfair to the righteous. I'm a good guy and no one's ever shown the slightest interest in me.
But aside from that... he was hard to define. Not exactly a rival in the classic sense, but beyond the physical or social, Asher was a constant presence that forced me to be aware of all my own insecurities. As if everything I wasn't, he embodied, without even trying, everything that I struggled to achieve. And that bothered me more than I like to admit. It was unfair... but I didn't entirely hate him. Though I couldn't stop comparing myself either.

And that's what bothered me the most... not because he did anything, but because he didn't. I hate to admit it, but I watched him more than I should have. And in that observation, there was an uncomfortable mix of size comparison... E-in every sense! And a persistent feeling of inferiority that I couldn't quite explain.

Anyway...

Sophi, Asher, and I ended up forming a sort of silent "triangle" within the university routine. They talked naturally when they crossed paths on projects or in the cafeteria. I observed more than I participated. And in that observation, something began to build up that I didn't know how to process well, a mix of admiration, frustration, and an absurd need to prove something I didn't even know how to define.

Over time, I started to convince myself that I had to do something. Not big, not dramatic... just enough to stop being invisible in my own story. For weeks, that tension grew inside me. Until one night I decided I was going to break my own pattern. After hours in the library and mentally rehearsing conversations that never happened, I convinced myself that I would go see her, that I would finally say what I had been holding back for so long. I decided I was going to confess.

I walked across campus when it was already late. The lights in the residential buildings were on, and the air had that strange silence of the university when everyone pretends to be asleep, but no one is really at peace. I secretly snuck through the courtyard to the girls' dorm windows, to her room, with the intention of saying what I had been avoiding even thinking about for months, but then, everything fell apart...

As I got closer, I heard a loud noise, a commotion, and heavy, very heavy breathing. I hid under the windowsill, scared, thinking she saw me behind the glass, but no... it was much worse than that.

Moans.
Passionate moans... more than moans, screams, orgasm after orgasm of

>>6911 →
Turns out running out completely naked and cum-covered, from the women's dorm area at two in the morning doesn't make you "the funny guy." It makes you "the dirty rapist underwear thief who's doing something illegal." And that's where the trouble started. Two dorm students intercepted me first. They didn't listen to explanations. In fact, I didn't even get to try. One of them threw me to the ground before I could say "it's not what it looks like," and the next thing I remember is a combination of fists, kicks, clubs, shouts, and a mix of "you degenerate pervert!" and "call the Dean!". When campus security arrived, I already looked more like a punching bag than a person.

That same night I ended up in the university disciplinary office, sitting across from the dean, with a blanket over my shoulders, two swollen eyes, a bleeding nose, a missing tooth, and my dignity officially declared missing in action........... I don't know how, I survived that.... I managed to lie, and I left that meeting with a formal warning and the word "possible suspension" hanging over my head like a guillotine. But I really didn't care about expulsion at all, my student reputation, almost non-existent, was over, now no one would look me in the eye, my life, my future, was over.

No bitches, no life, no nothing.... This morning I decided to jump from the abandoned water tower behind the University. Without thinking... I swung.

...

And well, this is where I was, about to fall into the void to end my existence... until https://youtu.be/fM_-MuPL2ng▾ Quickly grabbed me by the railing, and I sat down suddenly, breathing heavily, with my heart in my throat. With a trembling hand, I look at my phone... a notification.

<Asher
"😉"

Huh? W-what does that mean? Wait, how did he get my num-.... Shit... the images come to mind. I couldn't jump anymore even if I wanted to... I don't know why. I think the excitement of that night was such that... deep down I wanted more.

>race
Neo Amerimutt
>Stats
<Cock size
13cm long and 14cm thick
<Masturbation duration
5 hours.
<Ejaculation
10ml
<Masturbation record
122

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