I am interested in this. I have a question however: for organic homonculus, if I so choose to affiliate one with plants, how exactly would that be incorperated into them? would the be a plant creature? would there body be able to morph into it? Is it entirely my decision? I wish to remain in what you would consider to be normal for the race/creations
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only when an alchemist is transferring their Mana into the Homunculi body, they need to do it pre-transference
no just believably be able to function without the Homunculi dying of either Mana overload, as in any animal, but dragons can be grafted on to a Homunculi
Right. Let me know if anything here violates the magic system or is just generally OP.
•Name:Doctor Thaddeus Finch. Formerly, Percy Blanche.
•Age:36.
•Gender:Male.
•Alignment:Lawful Evil.
•Species:Homonculus.
•Position:Alchemist.
•Birthplace:London, England.
•Ethnicity:Caucasian.
•Appearance:At first glance, Thaddeus appears to be a normal enough man, 5'11 and dressed in a rather large coat that covers up the vast majority of his body and broad brimmed hat. Then, you notice that his face is covered by a porcelain mask, cold, reptilian eyes staring through the holes. The mask is bone white and segmented in places, allowing Thaddues to mimic human expressions. It depicts a man with a hawklike nose, thin lips, and narrowed eyes.
He usually keeps his left arm either behind his back or wrapped around his waist, most likely because it is in fact a long, thick tentacle, covered in rough green scales and viscous slime. Under the coat, Thaddeus' skin is multicolored, patches of fur, scales, feathers, crude leather, and even bits of human skin all compose the good doctor's epidermal layer.
His legs are like those of a big cat that end in avian talons. His right hand is constantly clad in a tight leather glove, as the short claws attached to the long, boney fingers tend to get in the way of delicate work. His voice is low and throaty, his tone sitting between gentlemanly and animalistic growling.
•Skills:Thaddues is an accomplished alchemist, as evidenced by the fact that he is now a homonculus. He specialises in transformative mixtures, potion-like mixtures that alter the drinker's physiology to enhance physical attributes, alter facial features, or turn them into something else entirely. His new physical structure grants him a few more options in combat. The tentacle that serves as his left arm can be used to grapple or crush enemies and his feline legs give him an increased land speed.
•Equipment:Aside from his clothes and mask, Thaddues always carries a few empty test tubes and a small handful of smoke bombs.
•Personality:Thaddues considers himself a man of science. Well, a man of alchemy, really. He sees the world as a massive testing ground for whatever concoction he'd care to think of. Every person is a potential test subject and every plant and animal is an ingredient. Overall, Thaddeus is rather chipper when dealing with others, always cheerful and upbeat, like every day is the first day of summer vacation.
•Backstory:Born Percy Blanche, Thaddeus was always facinated with the sciences, especially biology. As he grew older, Thaddues took up a carreer in that same practice, carrying several degrees with him. However, Thaddues' methods quickly became frowned upon in the scientific community. True, his methods could be called inhuman at best, such as when he replaced a man's hand with a live gorilla, but who were they to look down on him? They were equals! Thaddeus decided to show them that turning their noses up at his theories and practices was the last thing they'd do.
So, he changed his name to something a bit more fiting and began studying alchemy,. Within the span of a decade, he'd created a new body from parts of numerous animals, a homonculus they called it. He transfered his mind, and his mana, into the lifeless husk, becoming the (literal) monster he is today. After that, Thaddeus joined the U.N.B.A.A and now plans on taking revenge on his former collegues.
Somehow, he hasn't really fleshed out the revenge plans yet.
edited 15th Jul '11 12:49:07 PM by Bindlestick
"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably- Name: Harvey Tarreldssen
- Age: 31
- Gender: Male
- Alignment: Lawful Neutral
- Species: Human
- Position: Soldier/Alchemist
- Birthplace: France
- Ethnicity: French
- Appearance: Harvey is a short, bulky man, with a lantern jaw, stubble, and a scowl. He wears a semi-formal white shirt when indoors and a brown trenchcoat outside, standard for the P Is of France. He always has an enormous, occasionally unlit cigar in his mouth.
- Skills: Harvey isn't the best shot with a revolver, but he can consistently hit exposed center mass in a human. He is especially skilled in dealing with mages and other extranormals, though, with a tendency to simply shrug off spells thrown his way. He's also a great detective, though it's not like he has a great deal of those fancy book smarts.
- Equipment: Harvey carries a single enormous double-action six-shooter, every single part and bullet of which is made of special cold iron made to render mana, homunculi, and other magical abilities nonfunctional until the bullet is removed. He also has a pair of cold iron knuckledusters with similar properties, though these just significantly stun and damage mana and magical constructs, outright disintegrating spells, if he can punch them. It's not exactly equipment, but due to his time in prison he also has a great deal of underground connections.
- Personality: Harvey is an angry, angry, simple man. He loves to fight and bring arrogant assholes to justice, and has a general psychotic knee-jerk hate and blame of magic. He honestly believes the world would be better without it, but it's not like he won't give magic users a fair chance to prove themselves.
- Backstory: Short and simple, because he remembers it exactly this well, Harvey was a cop and dabbling Alchemist that loved an Arcanist who cheated on him with another magic user, so he killed them both and developed an intense hatred of magic. He got fired from the force, and, after doing his time, he became a private detective whose main draw was his experience, iron weaponry, and skill with dealing with magic. UNBAA hired him as a legbreaker and token sketchy man, low-brow street-smarts guy, and here he is.

Okay, so I thought long and hard, thinking if I should really start this RP. My last three R Ps had never gotten a single response and my fourth one ground to a halt. SO, I thought for a long hard while and decided that something different was necessary.... and so The Alchemist's Curse was born
Info
The world as we know it is not the same as we thought. Concepts such as Alchemy has been used for many years, magical technology such as Magitek has been possible due to a combination of Alchemy and Mana, Mana itself having been around for quite a while, and you are the one using it. You, are a member of a secretive United Nations government agency known as United Nations Bureau of Alchemistic Affairs, or the U.N.B.A.A., an agency set up to deal with the magical events. Being a member of the government, you have a responsibility to your job as a Alchemy (or Mana) user, and you are expected to uphold that responsibility till the day you die. Now if only the people who are trying to kill you would buzz off, bummer.Rules
Your Species:
Alchemist Positions
So you wanna work for the U.N.B.A.A.
If you have any questions, asks and you shall receive... now starts signing up, an RP doesn't start itself.