Antonia, like any good inventor sky pirate captain, has access to a variety of vehicles, most of which she designed and constructed herself. Her main ship is Daedalus' Revenge, a skyship complete with robotic crew (the ship, with some modifications, can be adapted to sea voyages). When land travel is needed, she has a steam powered, wheeled vessel (a bit like a train, but smaller and without the need for tracks). She is currently tinkering with the idea of a submarine, but the design isn't yet finalized.
edited 26th Oct '11 9:05:36 AM by Aniventerie
Need a tall, brawny fella to come by and inspect your pickle? Perhaps I may be this fella.Well, here's my not quite original character for use.
- Name: Noh Wei (alias due to English wordplay); Xiaolang Hao (surname first)
- Age: 24
- Appearance: A particularly regular sized Oriental man sporting a waist long braid and medium bangs out front. Said end of the braid is tied with a rather solid, milky hued stone ring to act as an impromptu flail at a moment's notice. He is not particularly muscular, though his lean muscles have a sculpted feel to them. His tan is a bit darker than most Oriental's and his face has a slightly sharp nose and high cheekbones, lending him a bit of a feminine flair, a bit like a eunuch's face. He is seen dressed in Western leather, particular a tanned traveling suit with a blue over vest, calico hat, and a matching pair of brown gloves and boots. He always carries on his hand two notched wooden rings for use in close combat, as well as a simple yet sharp ceramic knife with a slightly weighted point, treated to be at least as strong as steel.
- Profession: (Mage) Noh is a rather unorthodox Buddhist monk, with relations to the healing arts as well as purification and exorcism magics.
- Hometown: A small militaristic monastery that burned down a long time ago, the House of Clasped Jasper Hands.
- Abilities :He knows several arts, as well as a flexible fighting style called Flowing Water Reeds That Bend, Body of Supple Applications to serve his needs, though he has problems with those that use firearms unless he can get within range. He makes use of the smallest tool to suit his needs, often applying a layer of magic over the object to make it sturdier or sharper for his usage. For combat he has the power to hold his magic in his abdomen, allowing it to seep into his system and allow him greater freedom of potential action, as well as strengthening both attack and defense, as well as sharpening focus and reaction times. He also knows of old medicine, one that makes use of various herbs and pressure points, as well as medicinal foods and oils. He sort of acts like a combination of white mage and monk, simultaneously being combative and capable of healing as well as buffing his allies. He is also a capable actor, often using his parentage and feigning ignorance of the English language to glean useful information that no Aryan could usually get.
- Personality: The man is one who is usually quiet and bashful, though this changes when he has had alcohol to drink (due to his particular sect). Normally a reserved man of unpretentious presence, he pursues his goal in the most subtle style possible, only willing to make a scene if need be. Calm and disciplined, he nevertheless has a notion of fun and is rather creative and accepting, as well as inquisitive. Due to a need to learn, he ended up in the US, an immigrant that came to work for the US government.
Oh, and everyone check the discussion thread, link's in the first post, would love to hear everyone's thoughts on antagonists and possible Big Bad.
"His eyes were the color of FEAR..." "Wait, what is that, YELLOW?"UPDATE!
The roleplay thread has been created, and can be found here
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Let's get this show on the railroad
- Name: Amelie Duvalier.
- Age: 29.
- Appearance: She's a very dark-skinned Creole woman on her late twenties. Amelie is tall, fit and curvy. She's got large brown eyes, full lips, and bust-length Afro hair. She wears a sleeveless, deep red, form-fitting African dress (the skirt slit on the side to enable riding astride), black riding boots and a large, alligator-skin handbag. She wears lots of gold jewellery, most of it with Vodoo motives. Amelie prefers uses dense, sweet perfumes. She's heavily pierced and tattooed. On the rare occasions when it's cold, she uses a black leather duster over her usual attire.
- Profession: Mage! (Actually a Vodoo Mambo, but you get the idea.)
- Abilities: Amelie is a powerful sorceress, knowing all sorts of Vodoo rites and spells. She can defend herself with her revolver or her Bowie knife, but she's not a trained combatant. Most importantly, as the sole remaining member of a wealthy Creole family, Amelie is quite able to leverage her wealth and influence. She's stubborn to the point of having an iron will.
- Personality: As a Mambo and a plantation owner, she's always enjoyed great status. Rarely challenged and accustomed to seeing people vie for her favor, Amelie is brash, arrogant and cynical. Having little time for bullshit, she appreciates people being blunt and straightforward. She also loves a good contest of wit. She's aggressive, but rarely vindictive.
- History: The Duvaliers were a wealthy black creole family from New Orleans, owning nearly a thousand acres of sugar and a rum factory on the marshlands around the Missisipi, ruling their estate like a personal fiefdom. Largely undisturbed for generations, they studied sorcery and performed most priestly duties around their community. Amelie is no exception: Beside the days of her secular education in the City, she's dedicated her sheltered life to magical and religious studies. As a sorceress and a rum manufacturer, she was Confederate during the war. Still, after the war she ended up cooperating closely with Reconstruction authorities and being a prominent supporter of Lincoln's civil rights reform.
edited 26th Oct '11 12:44:14 PM by SavageHeathen
You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.
Considering that signups just got reopened, I'd say yup.
edited 30th Oct '11 9:07:49 AM by SavageHeathen
You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.Ok then!
- Name: Richard Gale
- Age: 26
- Appearence: Richard is slightly shorter than average and thin. His short-cropped hair shows signs of premature balding. He wears wire-rimmed spectacles, but behind them one can see a penetrating stare.
- Profession: (Wordsmith) A muckracker for one of the 'yellow journalism' populist papers, Richard has shown a light on several of the hardships the poor face in the cities of the north.
- Abilities: A talent for cultivating a source, and then writing up a damning piece about social injustice. Equally comfortable talking with immigrants in a squalid slum or professors at an Ivy Leage university. Also has ties with the American Socialist network (which, not surprisingly, he mainly keeps hidden).
- Personality: Richard grew up as your average child of moderate privilege, attending New England boarding schools and then Yale. This all changed his second year at university, when he read a copy of Karl Marx's new book Die Technologie, which convinced him that the shift from magic to technology was just another stage in the history of class conflict. Finding his purpose in life, he dropped out of school and focused his efforts on social activism. He soon found he had a talent for journalism, and his articles have gained a certain prestige even among mainstream circles.

@Grey Star: High five!
Now that I remember, I'll also need a co-GM of sorts; I live on the other side of the world so there may be instances where I'm awake and everyone else is asleep, and vice versa. I'm thinking in the Discussion thread we can brainstorm storylines in advance, like, discuss the enemies at the moment and the general situation, then RP the specifics. This is so the story keeps going constantly.
"His eyes were the color of FEAR..." "Wait, what is that, YELLOW?"