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Before our age, there was an age that many could call “fantasy-like” (’Old Earth’), with magic and ‘Daemons’ (deities akin to mythological pantheon) being a major influence around the world. However, it abruptly ended when an entity that called itself ’God-Creator’, with his servants ’Angel-Machines’, killed all the Daemons (for being decadent and corrupt) and reshaped the world as he desired, eradicating most of the traces of the Old Earth. He created the world that is familiar to our own (‘New Earth’), with humanity being his most prominent creation.

However, the essence of the Old Earth was still enrooted in the core of the world. As such, supernatural phenomenons (magic, spirits, appearance of monsters) occur frequently in the New Earth. So frequent they are, that the intended Masquerade broke in its first week.

It is especially prevalent in a city by the name of ‘Linburn’. On the outside, Linburn is a typically typical metropolis, paint of modern civilization painted all over it. However, denizens of the city can see its true colors: center of all things unnatural. But even for such a city, Linburn is too eldritch. To give you a sense on what I exactly mean, a giant humanoid crow watches all over the city, which outsiders, and even some denizens of Linburn cannot see. And this is not even a start…

As of late, there has been a report on supernatural beings (and some average people) having an unexpected compulsory need to visit Linburn, as if the voice was whispering them to do so. Besides that, Linburn offers all forms of excellent entertainment, culture and good old fun. Saying “There is everything in Linburn” would not be a grand exaggeration.

So, what are you waiting for? Pack your stuff and visit the friendly city of Linburn…

And witness the change of the world.

Welcome, everyone, to the Uncanny Tales of Linburn, a free sandbox urban fantasy RP where (almost) everything is permitted, including vampiric creatures, mages, ghosts (friendly or otherwise), magical girls and talking books.

Requirements for your characters:

• Either be a denizen of Linburn or someone who just arrived at the city.
• Not too edgy dark, nor too ridiculously goofy.
• Not a Mary Sue.
• Not a stereotype

… And that’s it. You can create almost any type of character that you wish to. Be warned, however, that this would not mean I will accept every character.

There will be some form of a major overarching metaplot, but for most of the time, you can create your own plots. Related to this, you can take an active participation with the world-building of Linburn and New Earth (and maybe even Old Earth)

Ask any type of question regarding the RP. Also, since this is the first time I’m being a GM, criticize me if I make any kind of mistakes.

Remember these important things before starting:

• No player drama, no jerkassery.
• Listen to the GM (except when he fucks up)
• No autohit, ghosting, insta-heal… You get the drill. Everyone (even god-like beings) has a fair chance of misery, pain and torment. No exceptions.
• Have fun

Now, to get to the sheet:

• Name:

• Age:

• Gender:

• Appearance:

• Powers and Abilities:

• Alignment: (it can be DnD style, just plain Good/Neutral/Bad/Spaghetti or something else entirely, although additional explanations may be required).

• Personality:

• Backstory:

• Miscellaneous: (Hobbies, habits and all such things)

List of approved characters:

Edited by kaalban on Jul 1st 2018 at 5:32:17 AM

• Name: Samantha “Sammy” Wilde
• Age: 19
• Gender: Female
• Appearance: Due to a botched spell, Sammy is currently an amorphous mass of mossy green slime that generally takes the shape of a teenage girl with shoulder length hair.
• Powers and Abilities:
  • Slime: As a slime, Sammy has a malleable, amorphous body capable of assuming any shape she has the mass for. The slime that makes up her body is mildly acidic, eventually digesting anything trapped within. She is also able to regenerate any ooze that she loses, though only to the point of returning to her original mass.
  • Sorceress: As a sorceress, Sammy’s specialty is transmutation magic, the ability to transform one substance into another. This generally requires having a sample of the intended result substance on hand, and does not (or at least should not) affect living beings. She’s also capable of a number of minor utility spells, such as generating small flames and perfectly telling the time.
• Alignment: Chaotic Good
• Personality: Sammy is extremely arrogant, though not unkind. Prone to grandiose mannerisms. While she’s mostly come to accept it, her current form is still a bit of a sore point.
• Backstory: Born and raised in Linburn, Sammy showed an exceptional talent in sorcery from a young age, particularly the field of transmutation. As a result, she grew up being praised as a prodigy, inflating her ego to an exceptional degree. This culminated when, at the age of 17, she attempted her most ambitious spell yet, the fabled “Midas Touch”. To this day, she isn’t sure exactly what went wrong, but the spell backfired on her in a most tremendous way, doing the supposedly impossible and transmuting her own body into moss green slime. The next few weeks were spent furiously trying to undo this, but she was unable to replicate the transmutation of living matter. After a while, she became accustomed to her new form, but the bruise to her ego has yet to fully heal.
• Miscellaneous: Tends to laugh maniacally when casting spells. Generally doesn’t bother with clothes, as they’d be lost the moment she changed shape; deliberately gives herself barbie doll anatomy instead.

Well, that was... fast.

But, great as always, PQI!

Approved

• Name: Matthew Streiss
• Age: 16
• Gender: Male
• Appearance: Matthew by all appearances is the archetypal All American Face of a jock - strong, handsome features inching into Pretty Boy, shoulder length blond hair regularly tied back into a ponytail, bright blue eyes, and a powerfully muscled build - Matthew stands at 6 foot 3 and 220 pounds. He is lightly tanned, and has a couple odd scars outside what one would expect from a footballer. He typically wears a tight short sleeved black shirt under a letterman jacket, with the number 01 and STREISS written on it. He wears blue jeans and sports shoes.
• Powers and Abilities: Matthew's magic is called Forge Eternum, which can summon weapons...including legendary swords and such, at the moment of the height of their power. These legendary swords can coexist with their "real" versions, and are called "brave echoes" by Matthew. He can make use of magic energy to fortify his body, as well as throw out Sword Beams. And as a Weapons Mage, the Sword Beams are his only form of distanced attack...though the Aura Brave spell among them is immensely powerful. An odd factor about Matthew is his body being immune to alterations, curses, and odd effects - while Kyrio calls this his status as a "Cursemute", there is something beyond the immediate explanation.
• Alignment: Lawful Good (though always Lawful < Good)
• Personality: Matthew despite appearances isn't the total jock he would look to be - while he's still pretty macho, go getter, and full of bravado, he's a lot smarter than he looks and also a lot more of a nerd than he looks. He just enjoys playing the dumb jock trope - either to lull people into expecting less, or to project that image for a certain effect. He's willfully celibate, more or less because his life trends toward complication, and he doesn't want anyone really caught up in that too much. Matthew is a loyal sort, and tries to fulfill any promises he makes. He does have a marked tendency toward running in and acting in the face of injustice instead of waiting. Matthew has a strong connection to the sport he plays, and takes it quite seriously.
• Backstory: Matthew grew up with his father Kyrio - a quite famous member of the local Union of Mages chapter...or infamous, as Kyrio has led the Phantom Claw group in the Union for a long time. While Matthew is a popular local sports player, Kyrio is still a pariah due to his past. Matthew was trained by Kyrio in secret as a "Mage Killer", though Kyrio seemed to develop remorse over this and tried to erase this via Fake Memories...except Matthew as he is now still retains the fighting skills he developed from this Tyke Bomb training. Kyrio tried to have him live out a normal childhood from 11 and up - though some echoes of the past still show up. Matt's mother is an absent figure in his life, and he has little idea who she is. Kyrio seems to recall her with regret and wistfulness - as if one mistake he made led to her disappearance. Matthew in high school ended up the youngest Quarterback on the team when the current Quarterback, Owen Logan - who also functioned as a mentor for the young Matthew - suddenly died due to steroid complications. Matthew has a rose tinted view of his mentor, though others have a far less charmed impression of Owen. This promotion of a Sophomore to the Varcity QB position also upset Jackson White, the second string QB under Owen...though Jackson appears to be a Jerk Jock and bully, so not many were surprised there. Matthew has quietly decided however that he wants to know what happened to Owen, considering he'd never abused steroids before, and something about the whole death seems off. Compounding this is the recent sighting of a revenant of Owen Logan, which seeks vengeance.
• Miscellaneous: Matthew's favorite genre of Manga and Visual Novel is Fantasy and Romance, especially when combined.

edited 28th May '18 3:03:15 AM by NickTheSwing

Aside from me never confirming that organization for mages called Mage Association (although that's more of my mistake), everything else is good, so...

Approved

edited 28th May '18 1:24:23 AM by kaalban

• Name: Dana Sisyphus

• Age: 24

• Gender: Female

• Appearance: Dana is a relatively tall, swarthy young woman with an athletic build and a perpetual smirk... or is it a grimace? Her hair is a warm, black and verging on curled, kept mid length and most often tied loosely back. Her eyes are a deep brown, verging on black and seem to glimmer unnaturally when she uses her particular brand of magic. The young witch tends to prefer simple, but not unfashionable, clothing.

• Powers and Abilities:
  • General Magic & Witchcraft: Dana has studied quite a bit of magical theory, potion concocting and general witchcraft at college, and as such is quite knowledgeable in the area as well as proficient in their practice. However, he spells and potions aren't particularly potent or grand, compared to some mages, outside of her area of expertise.

  • Curses and Hexes: Sisyphus specialises in the application, manipulation and occasional dispellating of curses, hexes and other fate related maladies. The main limiting factors of her curses or hexes are time and resources, simple and short or otherwise limited hexes can be inflicted within a few moments or minutes - the bigger, generation spanning or more complicated curses may require lengthy rituals and bizarre reagents. Fortunately she has an instinctual grasp of what is required to make or break a curse. Strangely, although in theory it should be a similar practice, she has never managed to create purely beneficial influences on one's fate - certainly not without unforeseen 'side effects'.

• Alignment: Vaguely humanist.

• Personality: Dana Sisyphus is what some might call an 'absurdist', someone accepting of the meaningless, absurd nature of the universe and generally one whom gets on with the day regardless. As such she's gained a reputation for being particularly unflappable in the face of the weirdest things Linburn has to offer, and more than a little sarcastic but generally optimistic. Dana also tends to be honest, often brutally so, particularly to her friends. She is most always smiling, if only to herself, except when placing a curse on someone.

• Backstory: Dana and her family came to Linburn when she was too young to fully remember, although definitely in a particular hurry. When she press them on where they had moved from, or why, they only implied that they were delaying some kind of obligation. They did eventually reveal, however, that their surname is not merely a coincidence - she is a direct descendant of the 'mythical' King Sisyphus whom displeased certain divine beings and an abstract concept. This fact spurred her interest in the weird and seemingly supernatural nature of the world, eventually leading her to enroll in one of Linburn University's prestigious Witchcraft courses a little while after her folks disappeared. Having completed her degree she pays the rent by selling alchemical remedies, easy-to-use hexes and the occasional curse consultancy.

• Miscellaneous: She is a great fan of surrealist art, and the fauvist as well as impressionist and expressionist movements - Dana even draws and paints a little in her spare time. Sisyphus is a member of the Union of Mages, if only for the healthcare. Her little shop is called "Sisyphean Tasks & Talismans" and she lives in the apartment above the rented store front. She has recently adopted a small, black kitten dubbed 'Orpheus' that seems to be able to pass through and exist in other dimensions - or maybe he's just really good at hiding when its time for a bath.

• Dana Sisyphus seems to retain an unusual connection to her ancestor, or more precisely the deity responsible for his eternal punishment. As such she spends much of her spare time searching for the current state of the former Greek pantheon, or what remains of it.

edited 31st May '18 3:34:53 AM by Lt.BGob

GOOOOOOOOOOOOD

Approved

P.S 1: The name for association type of organization for mages is Union of Mages or Mage Union (interchangeable)

P.S 2: We already have three mage chars. Huh... Nothing wrong, not at all. Please post mage sheets if you want. Its just something I've noticed

Alright, I know it's doubleposting, but I've got to do this in order to balance the scales:

• Name: Sebastian Miller

• Age: 235

• Gender: Male

• Appearance: As an albino, his obvious distinguishing features are his snowy white skin and eye covered with pure color of red. His physique could be described as generally fit. His hair is short and a bit messy.

• Powers and Abilities:
  • Devourer: Sebastian is a creature that could be considered as a vampire. To be more precise, he is the subspecies of vampires called Devourers, flesh eaters and bloodsuckers. Due to this, he recovers health and stamina by eating flesh and drinking blood. He will get considerably weakened if he goes by without either of those.

  • Enhanced Physical Capabilities: As such, he possesses physical prowess far exceeding that of a human. While he can be hurt by normal weapons, the harm they do is minimal. He can be fatally hurt by the weapon made from Angel's Tear (more on that later).

  • Intimidation: All Devourers have a certain aura that can scare predators to death. To be more precise, predators and other animals have an instinctual sense that the Devourer is going to completely pulverize them and make them suffer. It mostly intimidates humans to the extend that they can't move for a moment.

  • Manifestation: Due to the Rot (source of Devourers and, to an extend, all vampires), Sebastian has a special ability to transform into what is essentially a chimera: his skin turns to that of an amphibian, his head turns into a frog with red eyes along with cow-like horns. He is considerably stronger in this form, but also more unhinged and more akin to a mad beast.

• Alignment: Chaotic Evil (albeit Affably Evil kind, along with some standards)

• Personality: Just a sheer fun-loving vampire. He finds no meaning in wailing over the supposed curse of being a vampire, instead relishing in it. He describes himself as "hedonist", trying to experience all kinds of joys across the world. However, he very much prefers activities that involve seeing blood and guts (including eating humans, participating in wars and playing Mortal Kombat). Despite this, however, Seb is very much polite to others, even to those whom he calls "goodies".

• Backstory: Sebastian used to be a son of a simple peasant family of France, who were suffering from extreme poverty. As such, he only wanted to be richer and never ever get hungry. Then one day, when he was 15, revolutionaries started to execute all the enemies of the revolution, including aristocrats. Sebastian's family already died among the crossfires. At one point, Sebastian came across mountain of corpses. Willing to sacrifice his humanity just to satiate his hunger, he gorged on them, his Sin transforming him into a Devourer.
  • He actively participated in the revolution to see all the rich die and feed on them. Due to this, he was noticed by a Devourer woman by the name Madame Emile. Together, they traveled across the world, indulging in their desires. In a way, Emile was Sebastian's another mother, albeit the one that taught him the twisted way of living.

  • However, he killed her, wanting to claim all the fortune and pleasure for himself. That is definitely not going to come back bite him in the ass later. Seb visited Linburn as tourism.

• Miscellaneous: Writer of erotic fiction

edited 12th Jun '18 1:47:30 AM by kaalban

• Name: Aurelia White

• Age: 15-18? She doesn't know. Do you?

• Gender: Female

• Appearance: Like this, but a bit more unremarkable.◊

• Powers and Abilities:
  • Like Magneto, But Cooler And More Versatile: Aurelia is capable of controlling metal, and changing the metal into another type of metal, like turning steel into gold. This takes some concentration, but, with practice, she'll be able to at least control it without a second thought, though transmutation will still take concentration.
  • Transformations:Aurelia can turn into a large white tigress, with all of the various claws, teeth, etc, attached. She can also simply change her hair and eyes, her hair turning white, and her eyes turning golden. In this form, she gains small fangs and claws take the place of her fingernails.
  • The Fuck-You And Everyone Around You Bomb:' Also known as Yang, one of two fundamental forces in the universe, when Aurelia is sufficiently enraged or emotional, she is capable of summoning anywhere between a teaspoon to a fuckton of Yang, a force of searing heat and light, that obliterates anything in its path. Aurelia can't control this, and isn't actually aware that she can do it. Yet. It's worth mentioning that Aurelia will instinctively cancel off the Yang if it may harm her, but this only works for her.
  • Basic Shit: Aurelia is stronger and faster than a normal human, and capable of taking more damage. She can tank a car, though not without price, and her physical abilities will only increase if they are trained. Which might be a problem, because she doesn't know that she has them.
  • Trained Abilities: There are some abilities that Aurelia can gain, but only if she's trained in them. This includes the manipulation of chi, which means that she could throw it around like a projectile, or use it to heal herself, slow her fall, etc, and the smithing of weapons.

• Alignment: True Neutral - Neutral Good

• Personality: Aurelia is a girl without an identity, and she knows and she hates it. She'll very happily vanish into the background of most situations. Approach her for a conversation, and she'll take the next opportunity to leave, unless you strike upon one of her interests. These include magic, music (classical and otherwise), and magic music. She's quite intelligent, and a bookworm, but she'll often hide how smart she is to fit in better. Offer her any clues as to who she is, however, and she'll follow you around like a puppy.

• Backstory: Aurelia is your basic orphan, including the requisite Orphan's Plot Trinket. Dumped on an orphange's doorstep (they didn't even bother to knock, meaning that she almost died of exposure), her childhood was average, punctured by the occasional bits of bullying at school and adoption interviews that she inevitably failed, due to her introverted-ness, and failure to actually respond to questions. When she was 16-ish (no one knows how old she was when she was dumped at the doorstep) , she was booted out into the world, and followed an inner prompting to go to Linburn, hoping to find answers.

• Miscellaneous: As mentioned above, Aurelia wears a necklace, the pendant of which is a small figurine of a tiger. If anyone examines this, they'd find it to be platinum, one of the most valuable materials currently in existence.

edited 28th May '18 5:28:05 AM by secretlyasuperhero

At first I had my doubts, but after Secret's P Ms, I am convinced.

Approved

Welp, why not.

• Name: Beatrix Dragon (goes occasionally by Blüdlass)
• Age: 22
• Gender: Female
• Appearance: 6'2. Has a habit of being drenched in blood one second and then being perfectly clean the next. Skin becomes pale and fully covered in glowing red hieroglyphs whilst in a Blüdraige.◊
• Powers and Abilities:
  • Enhanced Strength: Self-explanatory. Beatrix has heightened muscle power, enough to smash through concrete and shatter jaws with a single punch. She can lift a car with some effort, although can only be strong enough to throw it in a Blüdraige state. Her strength also extends to her legs for increased jump height and speed.
  • Enhanced Endurance/Healing: Incredibly resistant to pain and damage; while attacks may pierce her skin, it takes a bit for something to actually have a staggering effect to her unless she's being absolutely swarmed with rapid, consecutive injuries. Notably has absolutely no detrimental reaction to falling great heights. She sarcastically claims she has 'powerful ankles'. She does have an enhanced healing factor, however it is only a greater speed, not complete cellular regeneration, and even then only takes effect over the matter of days, effectively making it non noteworthy in anything but the long-term.
  • Improbable Aim: Beatrix has an unnatural ability to land otherwise nigh-impossible shots with her guns. While certainly not at Deadshot levels, it is enough for her to instinctively know where her guns are in relation to herself and her target's location. This allows her to fire with incredible accuracy even in the middle of performing advanced acrobatics, and is skilled enough even to fire with her legs. Don't question how it works, it just does.
  • Blüdraige: Your typical 90's edgelord transformation An entirely original state that Beatrix may slip into in situations of high duress, injury, and rage. It is characterized by the manifestation of glowing red sigils and hieroglyphs across her entire skin, an aura of darkness surrounding her form, blackened sclera with scarlet irises, and a pasty white complexion. In this state, her strength, speed, endurance, healing, and improbable aiming skills are amped up to ridiculous degrees, although the Blüdraige will fade as soon as her immediate enemies are vanquished, the sigils fading and leaving her momentarily fatigued and vulnerable to attack. She claims to be able to slip into something called an 'Über Blüdraige' but the means of which haven't been clarified, or even if it's anything more than a simple bluff, as she tends to end up taking too long in monologuing about it and being shot to crap while she's in the middle of her grand explanation instead of actually using her supposed technique.
  • Expert Motorcyclist: Naturally, it wasn't long before Beatrix felt an urge to own a vehicle equal in badassery as herself. The motorcycle in question is a modified Kawasaki Ninja 400◊, customised to take a beating from extravagant tricks and bails and decorated with blood-red sigils matching that of the Blüdraige state. Despite being consistently battered and jumped off of, it always seems to be in functional condition the next Beatrix appears, although she vehemently denies having a mechanical background despite all evidence pointing to it being the obvious case.
• Alignment: Chaotic Neutral (leans towards Good on occasion)
• Personality: Highly cynical, brash, and sarcastic, Beatrix apparently has little qualms for taking human life, granted if she hasn't directly interacted with them beforehand. That said, she does tend to form an overly protective attachment to people she does get to know, albeit acting even more rashly in the event that they get harmed. She is highly focused on opportunities and jobs, tending to enjoy the high-octane rush that goes into mercenary work. Yet somehow, she still considers herself ordinary enough to walk into a corner café for a latte like any other person would, even if only hours before she had butchered a private army of a local don into ribbons. Despite her violent, sometimes even psychopathic tendencies and low tolerance for idiocy, Beatrix does have her soft side, showcasing mercy towards civilians potentially caught up in the crossfire, as well as possessing a strong maternal instinct towards young children, enjoys having in-depth discussions with the people she considers intelligent enough to hold a decent conversation with, and even on rare occasion provides a shoulder to cry on. As long as nobody's watching. Pray for those caught spying on her in that scenario for a quick death.
• Backstory: According to Beatrix herself, she had a horrific, oppressive childhood... and about this point anyone listening tends to have already fallen into a deep sleep due to having heard such 'tragic' backgrounds millions of times in the past. Whatever it was, though, it was enough for her to become your typical 90's Action Girl with questionable morality and an edgelord transformation to match, and has begun job-hopping as a mercenary and assassin for several street gangs, dons, and corrupt company CEOs alike from a fairly young age. She soon gained a mocking nickname of 'Blüdlass' due to her resemblance to the over-the-top anti heroes and villains of the Dark Age of comic books, but instead of rejecting this observation, she seems to have actively accepted it in a dry-witted fashion, although only because she secretly likes the name. On a more serious note, it is highly possible she is a supernatural being or type of berserker, although she doesn't tend to dwell on nor seem to care very much about what exactly she is.
• Miscellaneous:
  • Has a habit of standing with her arms crossed and tapping her feet. Also twirls her guns. With the safety off. Constantly.
  • On a less dangerous note, she is quite an avid reader in her spare time, usually focused on ancient history and artifacts.
  • Her guns are named 'Jury' and 'Executioner', respectively. She is fully aware how assaultingly corny this is, and revels in it.

edited 1st Jun '18 2:33:09 PM by Enirboreh

Of course we're going to have Dante-esque characters in a urban fantasy, sooner or later. Very much welcome.

Approved

Name: Don Concetto 'Con' Luna

Age: Physically it varies, chronologically he's ancient.

Gender: Male

Appearance: Concetto's true nature means his default appearance varies depending on the phase of the moon. Around the time of the new and crescent moon, he looks like a child with dark skin and hair with bright brown eyes and a face that can be serious or playful just as easily. As the moon waxes full, his default form ages until he reaches adulthood, and then reverts backward as the moon wanes. However, it's only a small expenditure of effort for him to shift across any of the ages available to him, and so his apparent age tends to vary along with his mood. Oddly, none of his forms look particularly Italian in spite of his name and position, in fact he looks vaguely North African or Middle Eastern more than anything. Occasionally when feeling strong emotions, his eyes change to the piercing amber or gold of a predatory bird.

Powers and Abilities:

Divine Physiology: Con isn't entirely a thing of flesh and blood. He's got such a high concentration of Old Earth energy that it completely pervades every cell of his body at all times. As a result when he really gets going he's stronger and faster than even most superhuman beings. He doesn't feel pain as more than a mild annoyance and tends to barely notice injuries that fail to remove his limbs. He can be killed by removing or destroying his head, but as far as he knows, nothing short of that or blowing him apart will work. He never gets physically fatigued and only needs to sleep once a month.

Lastly, his physical form is somewhat variable. His default age changes with the phase of the moon from child to young twenty-something, but he's capable of willing himself to be one age or another along that spectrum.

In times of extreme distress or need, he can take on the form of a seven-foot-tall falcon-headed warrior in ancient garb. In this battle form, he's even stronger and faster and shrugs off anything short of incendiary and armor piercing rounds or their equivalents. Using this form is extremely straining for him however, and he's only able to access it once per month or on the night of a full moon. Any more risks leaving him bedridden and agonized.

Lunar Resurrection: Con's essential nature is directly tied to the moon's nightly journey across the sky. While he can be wounded or killed, he is always remade new and whole by the next night when the moon rises in the sky. Death still hurts and takes him out of action for the rest of a day into the next night, and given the sorts of circumstances that are likely to get him killed, he still does his best to avoid it.

Guardian Through Darkness: one of Con's roles has always been to escort travelers safely through darkness and night and punish those who commit wicked deeds under the cover of darkness, and even in his severely weakened state he has several powers to accomplish this.

• Con is capable of teleportation from the boundary of any one source of light to the boundary of any other, essentially moving from the edge of one shadow through to another. Because of this, he can't teleport anywhere that's in complete darkness or extremely well lit, but anywhere that light blurs into dark is fair game.

• Con can sense the presence of and command animals around him as long as it's nighttime, both in order to keep innocents safe from attack by beasts at night and to use them as tools to punish the wicked. While this once made him quite dangerous, he can no longer sense or control animals outside of his immediate vicinity, and he's hardly likely to encounter a pride of hunting lions in the city unless he goes to the zoo.

• Con is able to generate and manipulate floating spheres that glow with moonlight and can pass through barriers insubstantially. While the spheres are unable to harm most normal creatures, their light burns noctural creatures associated with the Rot, and he often uses them to manipulate light and shadow around him to aid in teleportation.

• Con is never able to get lost, and always knows how to get somewhere as long as he has a vague idea of where he or others want to go. This includes otherwise hidden places, though naturally he has to try and look for them. He can also give a 'blessing' of sorts to others that makes it impossible for them to get lost, frequently employed by his enforcers.

• Con can sense when those to whom he's sincerely invoked his protection have been harmed as a distinct feeling of discomfort and get a vague directional pull, but in his weakened state is not otherwise able to watch over his charges or otherwise get details of what's happened to them before or after, though there's a difference in feel when one of his charges actually dies. He can also sense when someone has sincerely prayed for his protection and find that person, but gains no other details.

Healing and Purification: promoting Health, healing and purity was also one of Con's roles, and as such he can heal others of their wounds given concentration and time. He can also heal others of curses or possession by malignant spirits and tends to brush off all but the most high-level hexes and curses himself. He can't restore missing body parts, but can heal most other injuries although doing so is one of the few things that genuinely fatigues him, with the amount of exhaustion proportional to the severity of the injury or curse removed

Time: Con once held dominion over time and was one of the deities responsible for ensuring it progressed as it should. He no longer has any control over the flow of time, but is immune to any and all magics or other effects that rely on altering or controlling time, though with the Age of Gods over such magics are exceedingly rare.

Warrior of the Ages: Con has been around for a long, long time and been involved in fighting through most of that time. While he's most comfortable with ancient weaponry and hand-to-hand combat, he's made a point of learning the intricacies of modern weaponry and firearms as well. As a being linked with travel he's likewise learned to drive and pilot a variety of vehicles with consummate skill.

Linburn's Lord of The Night: Con has seen crime in all its variants over the course of his endless life. Now that Con's Luna family controls the majority of the organized crime in Linburn, he's put that experience to work running a pragmatic, efficient empire of controlled crime that he personally leads and enforces with help from his keen understanding of the criminal mind.

Academic Knowledge of Magic: As part of the diminishing of his powers, Con can no longer use magic himself outside of his inherent abilities. However, he's still been around since before mortals were practicing the art and knows the ins and outs of many styles of magic on an intellectual level.

Weaknesses: First and foremost, Con is bound by the nature of his divinity, even though he's lost much of his power. He's compelled to act as a healer, guardian by night, guide and avenger, and is linked with the moon. This has several effects.

• Once he's sincerely extended his protection to someone, even if he's been deceived into doing so, he cannot harm them unless they commit some heinous crime. If someone sincerely prays for his protection, even if it wasn't offered, he's still bound to protect them, compelled to seek them out and aid whoever it is at his earliest convenience.

• If someone under his protection is harmed, he has to avenge them in some fashion although the severity of that punishment is up to him. If someone under his protection is killed outright, he has a very difficult time restraining himself from killing the murderer once uncovered, even if he normally wouldn't want to do so.

• His default age changes with the phases of the moon, and he has to spend effort and energy maintaining a different one. Due to an ancient wager with Thoth, On the night of a New Moon he's robbed of his superhuman strength and speed and is for all purposes an ordinary child.

• It's impossible for him to gain new powers or learn to use his immense amount of Old Earth energy for anything that doesn't relate to his dominions.

• Theoretically, he might still owe his loyalty to the bloodline of the Pharoahs, if any such person proved to be a true heir.

Alignment: Con would consider himself Neutral, others probably disagree.

Personality: Con likes finely tailored white suits even if he occasionally has to have them made up in youth sizes, not minding if his enemies can always make him out even at night. He drinks, but never to get drunk and prefers beer or wine from his family's personal stocks, though for the sake of the pun and its lunar associations he occasionally drinks moonshine. His subordinates are his family, and he treats them as such although whether he's approaching them like a paternal father figure or an adoring young master tends to vary like the phases of the moon. He likes to cloak himself in immaturity at times, perhaps as a release from the day-to-day pressures of running his empire, and most of his gang members have learned to deal with his eccentricities.

As far as his views on his line of work goes, Concetto is fully aware that in a sense he's become the sort of predator-by-night criminal he was once sworn to protect against. Still, he justifies himself with the thought that his level of controlled ruthlessness is far better and safer than the alternative of uncontrolled crime. He's got a soft spot for children and insists they be left alone, and happily lets everyone know that the last time a child under his protection died, the entire criminal hierarchy of the city suffered the consequences. He also cracks down hard on civilian casualties for the most part and tries to cultivate the image that innocent people are just as safe with a member of the Luna family as they are with the police if not more. Although in accordance with both mafia tradition and his ancient past he can't tolerate shows of flagrant disrespect or threats to his operation, and a lot of his more violent work goes toward stopping rogue entities or rival gangs that he finds bad for business.

He's gotten used to his role as a crime lord but still tries to play the part of the benevolent deity to make up for it. He uses a lot of his ill-gotten gains to operate free clinics around the city, where he sometimes works personally healing the sick and the injured.

He misses the age of gods, but admits that sometimes it all feels like a distant dream and he's more Concetto Luna the Mafia Don than the being he once was. Maat, the Divine Order, still drives him to fulfill his role of guardian and guide, and while he sometimes has doubts, he feels his current course is the only way to carry it out efficiently. In truth, it may also be a way to sate his own bloodlust and if accused of using it for that he would likely admit it to be true. After all, he was once known as the He Who Devours Hearts, the one who tears out the innards of the Pharoah's enemies, as any who cross his may find out.

Backstory: Concetto Luna isn't a real Italian, or even a real human being. He's actually Khonshu, the ancient Egyptian deity of the Moon, guardian and guide of those who travel by night and scourge of those who commit crimes under the cover of darkness. He came to Linburn a humble immigrant long ago after a life of wandering and fighting, hoping to find peace for once. For a while he was successful, in fact he lived a peaceful life as a tour guide by day in child guise and a cab driver in adult form during the night, often doing routes in rougher parts of the city.

Everything changed one fateful night, when a young girl fleeing after witnessing a crime a happened to try and duck into his idling cab. The Mafiosi that were chasing her dragged her out of the back seat and ended her life before she could do anything but beg for help. For Khonshu, that was enough to make him snap. It had been ages since someone had prayed to him for protection, but the feeling of loss he experienced at having failed her, the sudden, realized agony at having gone against his nature, was excruciating.

On the night that became known as the Bloody Moon Incident, Khonshu found every high level member of the Sicillian Mafia in the city, killed each along with their bodyguards single-handed, and then presented what remained outside of the headquarters of each faction before declaring his intent to take over to the survivors along with his new rules for doing business in his city. As a minor concession, he took on the name Concetto Luna and re-branded the remnants under the new Luna family.

In the many years since, he's spent his time trying to consolidate his hold over Linburn's criminal element, keeping crime relatively controlled and contained.

Miscellaneous: The Luna Family's headquarters is the New Moon Hotel, and Con occasionally spends time running it while offering it as a place of sanctuary to anyone who needs it when he isn't working in medical clinics or attending to less than legitimate business. He gambles sometimes at certain underground casinos and drinks at certain bars when he's in adult form and occasionally experiments with different hobbies that catch his fancy or just people watches at night, security permitting. That said, most of his time is taken up running his day-to-day operations, even if nowadays he has more time to delegate.

edited 30th May '18 9:38:06 AM by Dblade26

So much detail. That's always good. His many powers can be excused as him being a god (heavily nerfed god), so...

Approved

• Name: Fancy Tim (Not his given name because that would be really dumb, just an amnesiac's odd choice for a temporary identity)
• Age: 23 (Probably. Amnesia isn't doing him any favors)
• Gender: Male
• Appearance: Tim is average in height with a slim build. His hair is black and messy, though it doesn't grow anymore so it does have a bunch of bald patches. Skin is unnaturally pale due to his lack of circulation. The poor guy also exhibits many minor signs of early decomposition, though that particular problem isn't progressing. A large chunk is missing from his right ear, though it appears to be an injury that occurred long before he died. While Tim isn't really too concerned about these issues himself, he makes sure to wear obscuring clothes to keep things simple. Hoodies and long pants are common to see on him for this reason.
• Powers and Abilities:
  • Corpse Physiology- It wasn't his fault (maybe?) that he became an undead being, but that's just what happened to Tim. His mind is still perfectly unaffected, sans memories, but his physical body has been altered drastically. First of all is a complete lack of physical needs. His soul provides all the energy his body needs and does all the thinking, so he is free from the tyranny of hunger, thirst, and fatigue. On top of this, his sensitivity to pain and temperature have been dulled to negligible levels. Since his body is kept moving through his soul rather than any physical reason, dismemberment won't stop limbs from functioning though he won't be able to properly attach them again without help. Killing him is in fact impossible to do without something that can target his soul, as the metaphysical sum of his very being will live on no matter what happens to the flesh... even if he can't do much without a functioning body. His brain is being slowly eaten, but it's alright because his soul took over all his brain functions. His body can operate at its maximum efficiency for strength and speed, but this causes the expected stress on the flesh. No natural healing occurs either, though magic can still mend him. Hair and nail growth have halted completely. While he decomposed slightly in the time between dying and becoming what he is now, the rotting process has completely halted.

  • Loose Soul- Fancy Tim's unusual situation has left his soul a bit... unhinged from the flesh it was once contained in. His essence can enter objects he has an emotional connection to, empowering them in durability and effectiveness. Some particularly abstract effects might manifest for certain objects, like, as a hypothetical, a flashlight's beam of light could have a magical effect. It's fairly vague but any use beyond a simple improvement in effectiveness would be run through the GM first. As an amnesiac he doesn't really have anything he feels connected to yet, but that can change. Empowering an item with his soul won't remove his control over his body, they have a remote connection.

  • Unexplained Knowledge- Despite his lack of memories of how he got this understanding, Tim has a solid grasp on the theory behind magic. While he can't use it practically, his knowledge is there if needed. Adding on to this, Tim has a lot of practical knowledge on anesthetics and muscle relaxants of both magical and scientific nature.

  • Worm- Earlier it was mentioned that this undead man is having his brain eaten. That is the work of a worm that Tim has named Apple. It entered through his right ear when he first died and began to make itself at home. All was going as normal before Tim's soul reattached itself to the corpse. Continued consumption of the brain of what was now a magical entity caused a few changes in Apple's biology. He can't die, or at least is living far longer than a worm has any right to, and has acquired intelligence equivalent to a dog. Tim is close to forming enough of a bond with his body invader turned pet that his soul would be able to bond with it. This would allow him to assume control over the worm and make it quicker, stronger, and larger (like a large dog) than any worm has any right to be. Apple's natural abilities only grow with the amount of brain matter it eats. Currently, Apple lives inside Tim's right ear canal.

• Alignment: He thinks he would be Lawful Neutral if he could still remember what rules he stood for, but right now he is a True Neutral.
• Personality: Tim likes to see himself in a negative light. In his eyes, he's simply someone borrowing the original's body. A shallow approximation of the surely valuable human that was there before amnesia. In Tim's eyes, you see, nurture is far more important than nature. Therefore he dissociates himself completely from whoever he was before he revived from death. With this view, Tim cares not for who he "once was" and has little interest in what he might have forgotten. His goal is to make himself a "real" person. Someone who has shaped and been shaped by others. And to achieve that he wants to simply live life. Despite this negative view of his current self, though, Tim presents a positive atitude towards everone around him. Even if he might be cynical when talk turns to him, he'll always be ready to give his best efforts to those who have lead an actual life of experiences. By being close to those people he hopes to become real himself. He has a sharp mind despite his missing brain and is quick to pick up on what others are thinking. His only "relationship" at the moment is with Apple. He latched onto a worm because he was that desparate.
• Backstory: As you've read by now, Tim has severe amnesia regarding his identity. The earliest thing he remembers is waking up at the side of the road with part of his ear missing and a distinct presence of light decomposition. Understandably unsettled by his lack of memory regarding how he got in this situation, he sat by the road and considered things. The only object of note he had on his person was an unfinished manuscript for a story. Figuring that it was probably written by him, the amnesiac man read through the whole thing on the road. Nothing that jogged his memory, though the setting sounded familiar: Linburn. It was a haunting name, one that drew his attention. Despite having no interest in who he might have been, there was a distinct pull towards this Liburn that he felt. And so he started walking. He knew the way somehow, even if he didn't know how. Through rain and sun he walked, never tiring. Along the way he chose a new name for himself, something taken from the manuscript. Not the main character of course, that wouldn't fit someone as insignificant as him. Rather an odd name from a character that couldn't even be called tertiary: Fancy Tim. It was absurd but something about it jumped out at him. And so Fancy Tim came to Linburn and started his brand new borrowed existence.
• Miscellaneous: While he does work at a book store, Tim is working on the unfinished manuscript he had on his person. It feels like a duty to the old him, the one that no longer was, to finish his work. It's slow going though. Tim doesn't have as much of a knack for writing clearly, yet more proof of how his lack of memories makes him inferior. On a more positive note Tim has an odd relationship with Apple, the worm in his head. Feeding him in public by holding food up to his damaged right ear, for instance. Pretty nice considering his brain is slowly being devoured completely by Apple.

edited 3rd Jun '18 8:20:13 PM by pillowmantis

We all need a walking corpse some time in our life

....

Anyways,

Approved

• Name: Kyrio Streiss
• Age: 27? (the age he is frozen at)
• Gender: Male
• Appearance: Kyrio looks somewhat different from his son, cutting a more lean and thin figure, with somewhat long black hair, glasses, and dark eyes that seem to possess a mischievous attribute. Kyrio stands about six feet tall, and often jokes about his son being somewhat taller than him. "Now I know I'm getting old. This boy's just getting taller every day it seems!" He is rather pale, perhaps indicating a preference for work inside the lab. He wears a black overcoat, a black button up shirt, gray slacks, and boots. He seems to carry a large number of odd implements in his coat pockets, and still carries his sword at his side.
• Powers and Abilities:
  • Wouldn't be Not!Aizen Without It: His sword, via a flash of light it can emit, is capable of creating extremely convincing illusions and altering the perceptions of those who have seen it at least once. He can create sensations so real it can be utterly difficult to fight through them. However, you can end the effect by grabbing the pommel of the sword. He can also create false memories in people by tapping them on the forehead.
  • Fearsome and Destructive Magic: Kyrio, befitting an assassin, kills primarily with deadly and powerful magic. He makes use of Dragonflame Cannon, a massive burst of flame most people use as their finishing move. He also uses Shock and Awe, primarily huge lightning bolts, lightning stakes he can slam into people, Ice Magic, and various Pure Energy magic types primarily related to blasts and explosions.
  • Assassin and Researcher: Kyrio is not just an assassin - he's also a keen mind on magic research, though with perhaps a bit too much love for experimentation. Kyrio is renowned for his role in several fields, though disliked in many due to his experiments lacking any form of morality. If he can do something, he will.
  • Shadows & Dark: He can embed hexes and curses on people - which can activate months or even years down the line once the trigger for activation is hit.
  • Intangible Man: One of his odder abilities is the ability to turn intangible for 45 seconds. He researched this one for years before acquiring it.
• Alignment: "At present, I am completely neutral. I promise."
• Personality: Kyrio Streiss is to be blunt one of the worst kinds of human beings - Matthew's apple fell very, very far from the tree. While he is pleasant in short term conversation, and most people recall his affable traits, this is most often followed by descriptions of how he wronged them "while smiling like an angel". He can and will experiment on anyone for the sake of his goals, and will even to this day resort to murder if his goal is threatened. His goal? Be Matthew's dad. He goes far into Knight Templar Parent, and is willing to do damn near anything to protect Matthew from threats. Kyrio seems to do this due to his own early screw ups in regards to Matthew - something shocked him out of his sociopathic state, and made him really, truly care about his son. And he is unwilling to ever abandon or mistreat Matthew, nor is he willing to allow anyone else to harm his son in any way. Kyrio is the kind of shady man who has a lot of contacts, and some times he still meets with them on the off chance he may need to work with those people again. Despite Phantom Claw being a club of killers, he seems to retain a certain fondness for the members of Phantom Claw, and partook in training any new members.
• Backstory: Kyrio Streiss - from nobody to "this fucking guy".
  • He started out one of two brothers of psychotically religious parents - his brother Bryan Streiss became an amoral hedonist, while Kyrio himself left the house when his parents conveniently sickened too much to stop him. Kyrio has an antagonistic relationship with his older brother, despising his hedonistic leanings and devil may care attitude.
  • He then went to work for the Union of Mages, discovering a certain talent for 1) illusions and 2) killing people. The current head, Alberto Roman, put him in charge of the nebulous Phantom Claw organization, where Kyrio would hone his craft. He made friends among them - a worrying fact considering "ex-Phantom Claw employee" is a good predictor of villainy down the line.
  • He oddly says he found Matthew instead of anything else - he and his wife trained their son as a Mage Killer, and Kyrio would even send Matthew on assassination missions for Phantom Claw. However, over time he developed some level of remorse for this, and ultimately erased Matthew's memories by and large of his training.
  • It was around this time that Kyrio kicked another dog - he tore out a part of the soul of a woman he was acquainted with for the sake of experimentation. When the woman confronted him later, saying the sensation of having her soul torn to pieces was comparable to rape, Kyrio only smiled and said that "it is good it felt so horrible - it means my work was successful. Thank you for confirming that for me."
  • Kyrio would ultimately have to move to Linburn, more or less because all other Chapters of the Union of Mages utterly despised him for his murderous and manipulative ways. He would ultimately bring Matthew with him. He encouraged Matthew to be involved in sport, more or less to try and make sure positive new experiences fully asserted themselves over the old bad experiences.
  • Kyrio lied about how long he remained an assassin and magic researcher. He only really stopped two years before the present. He still maintains contact with two of his equally morally murky associates - the Evilutionary Biologist Gatha Brayne (a drug and power peddler and For Science! enthusiast), and Solomon Skelter (an old man with a Reluctant Mad Scientist vibe whose moral murkiness is more or less just what he did as a Mad Scientist).
  • At present, Kyrio tries to present himself as just a beleaguered and embarrassing dad - not eager to return to his assassin life style, but the reason is not remorse over having done any of it. He will still happily recite stories of who he killed and when. "Have I told you lads and lasses about the time I killed a banker? The poor fellow just voided his bowels right as I made him look at them."
  • He is presently "maybe maybe not" involved in a lot of the shady stuff going on - he claims not to be, but when has lying ever been a problem for Kyrio Streiss, the man who lies with a smile and a chuckle?
• Miscellaneous: ...seriously, such an asshole.

So, from a typical asshole to a misguided asshole. Perfection.

Approved

edited 29th May '18 1:33:37 AM by kaalban

Well, I'm a little caught off guard by the fact that I put all that work into planning and then Not-Moon-Knight went and took part of my core concept. Suppose I could go with something different, but I think I can make this work.

• Name: Candelilla Waine
• Age: God knows. Caps off at 72, though.
• Gender: Female
• Appearance: As a child, she's a pretty young thing, save for her wispy grey hair, which when paired with her natural light grey eyes tends to make her seem uncannily older. As an adult, she's athletic with an hourglass figure, though rather small for her age, and her red locks start to come through. As an elder, she tends to age poorly, becoming feeble and bent with a pruny face, quite at odds with her gorgeously lush head of scarlet hair.
• Powers and Abilities: Candelilla has all the knowledge of geography and self-preservation one would need to go backpacking across the country, plus some talents in swordplay, guitar and long distance running, at least in her prime. Other than that, she would be a quite ordinary woman were it not for the fact she was cursed with Tidal Times. Similar to Don Luna's case but far more extreme, Candelilla is forced to age at top speed- ten minutes to a year -until the stroke of midnight, at which point she regresses at the same rate until she's virtually a newborn at midday, and the whole thing bounces back to beginning again. At breakfast she's a young lady, by lunchtime she's a little girl, she's entering middle age by dinner, and she's a pensioner by the time she goes to bed. Try telling that to a sphinx.
• Alignment: Let's call it Chaotic Good.
• Personality: Her personality may be dependent on her mental age at the time, being more excitable and expressive as a child, for instance, though when she gets deeply enough involved in something, that personality is maintained for longer and so her mental age seems to lag. What's generally consistent, though, is that she's a wildly creative and playful young lady, always up for a good party. However, a lot of this stems from avoidance issues, to detract from the fact that her plight is constantly looming over her head and there doesn't seem to be anything she can do about it. Don't poke at the subject if she's not in the mood, or she WILL make you regret it. Still, in spite of her fun-loving attitude, she's observant and practical minded, even if that doesn't always pan out into long-term thinking. At the back of her mind, she's always keeping an eye out for something, anything, that could provide her a cure.
• Backstory: Thanks to a side effect of her curse, the memories of her life before her current state are rather murky. She does know that her parents chose her name from a trip to the equivalent of Mexico, which they often went on holiday to as a family. She also remembers living a charmed life, a girl surrounded by male suitors much like her namesake. She's not sure if she dropped out of high school, or college, or out of a full time job post-grad, and she's afraid to find out how much of her adult life is a figment of her imagination. All she knows for sure is that she went travelling to 'find herself', and sure enough soon found herself at a seemingly dilapidated shack on a hill in the middle of nowhere.
• She'd planned to stay the night, and wasn't about to budge her plans when she discovered the house was still owned by a spindly and rather crabby woman in black. The resident ordered Candelilla off her property, but the backpacker's cheerful insistence wore her down. She was invited into the house, with an interior surprisingly well kept and spacious, if very dark in decor. Candelilla had dinner with the strange woman, at an elaborate candlelit dining area, with special wine from the woman's own cellar. Candelilla was persuaded, which was hardly needed, to talk about herself, and she gave a long rambling chatter which basically amounted to how she wasn't sure what she wanted to do with herself, didn't know what kind of a story she was meant to be living in, but just wanted to look back someday knowing she'd lived a full life. With a gleam in her eye, the dark woman proposed a toast with the fateful words, "Here's to a full life." Candelilla clinked her glass, knocked back the wine, but started to feel woozy afterwards, and went to sleep in a hurry.
• When she woke up the next day, the shack was gone, and she was lying in a puddle of her own clothes with the chubby fingers of a baby waving before her eyes. It would take hours before she was able to get up and go, days to sort out the issue of buying things, weeks before she could get into a reliable routine with clothes, and months to get her head around what a hot mess her life had become. Too afraid to go home, to anxious to move forward, Candelilla called an end to her travelling ways, and decided to put up roots in Linburn. She wound up rooming with a man in his early forties named Nathan Bates, a pleasant enough man, rather ordinary save for the fact that at his christening, his fairy godmother 'blessed' him to always have a 'full head of bear'. The two bonded over such things as being the wrong sort of age for roommates and for getting cursed over the stupidest shit, and together they've been working out a living, with Nathan being the primary breadwinner, and Candelilla holding a couple part time jobs and keeping half an eye on the rent. Still, besides trying to make an ordinary life for herself, Candelilla knows exactly what kind of story she's living in: a never-ending journey to either find the witch or a way to change back, lest she be cursed with Tidal Times forever.
• Miscellaneous: Candelilla works at a flower shop in the afternoon on weekdays, and runs a Girl Scout Cookies stand on the weekend. She's marked out a couple of restrooms and trees where she can hide around noon to have nap times undisturbed. She typically has a backpack containing a papoose, a couple of custom adjustable shirts/dresses, a custom adjustable pair of trousers, and one a-cup bra. Then of course there's the adjustable bloomers. She deeply resents the adjustable bloomers.

edited 29th May '18 10:46:46 AM by LizardOfAus

The city's called Linburn, but that's not too important. Candelilla seems really interesting!

Approved

Weird concept alert!

• Name: The Watcher His real name is Alder SalaisuusKrieg he, however, doesn't know that.
• Age: ??? 17
• Gender: Male
• Appearance: Utterly unmemorable in pretty much every way.He looks like a teenaged caucasian male, but that's pretty much it when it comes to memorable physical features. Average height, average hair, average eyes, average face, average voice. He's so utterly unmemorable, in fact, that people who've known him for years sometimes have a hard time recognizing him and facial recognition technology often comes up with either no match or about fifty million matches from all the average looking John Does clogging the system.
• Powers and Abilities:
  • The Nondescript: See appearance above.
  • Magical Eyes: The watcher has extremely good eyesight. He can also switch the spectrum he can see in at will.
  • Dream Manipulation: The Watcher is a lucid dreamer, and has a bunch of weird and poorly understood powers related to that. He can observe or even appear in other peoples' dreams, has some control over dreams, and can Dream of Things to Come, Times Gone By, and Stuff that's Happening Now. He also sometimes has rather jarring and disturbing dreams of Eldritch Abominations. The exact amount of control he has over dreams varies. He can pretty much do anything in his own dreams, and can choose to go into other peoples' dreams, but only has only some control over them. He can't choose when he has a dream of the real world (during any time), and isn't really there (nobody sees him or can otherwise sense him), but can summon a few things or move around while in these dreams, although they aren't any more there than he is and are even less real because they're generated by his mind. He has absolutely no control over the Eldritch Abomination dreams.
  • Enhanced Agility: The Watcher is extremely agile. That's all.
• Alignment: Neutral Nice
• Personality: The Watcher is friendly and nice, but also secretive and very antisocial. He doesn't make friends easily, and even then, he's a bit... distant. He likes his alone time and to do stuff by himself.
• Backstory: The Watcher's life before a few months ago is a blur. He gets vague impressions, but can't remember any specifics (sort of like most peoples' early childhoods). He was born to a very eccentric family, and said family was basically a bunch of drifters who lived in their car and were on a perpetual road trip. Then they came to Linburn. After a few days, god only knows what happened, then he woke up in an alleyway one morning with only a vague idea of who, what, when, and where he was, but an all-too-clear understanding of his purpose. He was to watch. Why? He has no idea. What? He only knows that he's in Linburn for a reason. Who? Nobody in particular. Where? Linburn. He's here for a reason. How? As unobtrusively as possible, but the details are up to him. That was the morning he gained his powers.

edited 29th May '18 2:04:26 PM by SomethingRandom113

• Name: Logan Lowe
• Age: 25
• Gender: Male
• Appearance: For the most part, Logan looks like a wolf on two legs, a very fluffy wolf on two legs though his hands still have quite a bit of dexterity (though still have paws on them). Covered with grey fur along with black, wavy medium length hair on his head and yellow eyes. Stands a head taller than the average man’s height and despite basically looking like a werewolf, his puppy-like appearance makes him look more cute than intimidating unless Logan aims to look intimidating. Doesn’t really bother with clothes, with his only accessory being a handbag to carry his belongings.
• Powers and Abilities:
  • Enhanced Physical Capabilities: The transformation has given Logan superhuman strength, toughness, speed and reflexes. He isn’t invincible though, while he can take quite a few blows from most normal weapons, enchanted weaponry is more of a threat and something powerful enough from the mundane category like an explosive will likely cripple him.
  • Enhanced Physical Senses: Being a wolf has given them wolf senses, which has greatly improved their sense of smell, with their hearing also improved. While their sight isn’t too much better than a humans, their night vision certainly is!
  • Quick Healing: Much like the werewolves in fiction, Logan heals fast though not immediately. An overnight sleep will be enough to get rid of major wounds and broken bones. Major healing does leave them on the hungry side though.
  • Natural Weaponry: Logan’s teeth and claws are very tough and even if damaged his healing ability will just make them grow back. They are essentially enchanted weaponry, bypassing one’s resistance to more mundane weapons.
  • Perception Filter: Taught by others afflicted with a similar transformation, Logan has learnt how to make himself unable to be seen, heard or even smelt by things purely linked to new Earth like normal humans, mundane animals and modern machines. This magic has no effect on those who have enough of a link to the old Earth like mages or beings of non-Earth origins like angels. He uses this to wander the streets without issue, taking offence to people who would consider using this ability for more twisted means.
• Alignment: Neutral Good. While Logan is focused on revenge to the entity who transformed him along with those who serve them, he picks the safety of others over his own vengeance, trying to avoid harm to people or property.
• Personality: Logan on the surface is a more easy-going sort though he hides a hidden vengeful side. To most people though, the worst he’s going to do is snark at you, doesn’t hold any issue to those who find him scary on his first appearance and is even willing to allow one to pet his fur. Can come off as a little passive though that doesn’t mean he accepts being bossed around by the long person. When something linked to the “entity” comes up though, he becomes a lot more serious with a gaze of a predator about to jump on you.
• Backstory:
  • Originally just another new Earth human who lived in an apartment accompanied by their roommate and a small dog. Apathetic about reports of the supernatural, shrugged off anybody who comments about strange sightings. Of course, one day found those reports to be very real when out of the blue, a strong jolt could be felt all over his body witnessed being covered with fur while his clothing and belongings vanish from existence. He rushed back to his apartment only for both his roommate and pet to only see a monster trying to invade their residence along with any evidence that he lived there completely gone.
  • Logan retreated to an uninhabited corner, completely unsure what to do until he heard a voice that did not fear them. He turned to see somebody turned into an animalperson just like them, offering to guide him to somewhere away from public eyes. The place would essentially be a settlement underground, full of beastfolk with a few having a look at the newcomer while others completely ignoring Logan. This is where he found out the old Earth and a being from it responsible for transforming him and everyone in this settlement. While at first just grateful to be in a place where he can fit in and adjusting to his new life, the resentment of his old life been taken from him grew and he found out a few with similar feelings. Joining this group of vengeful beastfolk, he intends to combat this entity, weaponizing the new body they gave against him and their followers.
• Miscellaneous: Usually spends his time relaxing surfing the internet and socialising on a smart device. Loves to see new images and videos people are willing to share!

edited 3rd Jun '18 3:11:10 AM by JustaUsername

I'm sorry, but, seeing how you play in other R Ps, I don't think I can accept you.

Really interesting.

Accepted

?

First of all, your signup is... iffy, to say the least. I see no need for spoilering the sign-up sheet when there is nothing significant to cover with spoilers.

And I've seen how you don't have a patience to stick to an idea and see it through. Of course, characters do change through R Ping, but your changes are way too drastic and illogical.

Also, I've heard that you weren't exactly in good relationship with other players for various reasons. And frankly, I'm not looking for any kind of player conflict in my RP.

So, I'm sorry. But you'll have to leave.