Order And Chaos: A Superpower RP (Started, Closed)
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Name: Vex Grazer
Alias: None
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: Both his armor and his clothes are combined. He wears a grey shirt with a red line slashed across it, and wears black jeans with simple boots. All over his clothes and up to the back of his heads are long thick bendable metals that when he needs to calls his armor out and it folds out. The armor is grey and sharp looking, it has red glowing slits where his eyes look out, and has black lines going across the edges of the armor, it is nearly skin night but isn?t fully. (I hope to get a picture to further show)
Personality: Vex is a very reclusive man, who doesn?t talk to many people unless they were part of his job. But when he does speak he is respectful of that person and is fairly kind. But when pushed too far can get very angry and violent, but rarely happens.
Alignment: Hero, mixture of an Anti-Hero and Neutral, but never evil.
Superpowers: Doesn?t have any powers, but is highly knowledgeable with tech and weapons. He wields various guns which (thinks Mass Effect) fold out when his armor does. Thus he can carry many guns for an assortment of jobs. On his back he carries a large broad sword, and a shield. His armor which makes him stronger, allows him to use the sword one handed with the shield as if the sword was one-handed. The armor called Zero-V is the fifth version of his armor that is still in the testing stages and gives him a much needed boost in armor against super powered foes. Lastly he has the ability to have small beams of light use as blades on his gauntlet, but is still being tested and can?t be used for very long.
Weaknesses: The armor is tough on him, using it for too long can result in severe injuries and stress to his bones and muscles. It also doesn?t have the greatest defense against super powers because he mainly does jobs against un-super powered enemies.
Biography: Vex was born in New York to a decent middle-class family, when on to a trip to Japan when he was seven, his family was killed by Yakuza for reasons unknown to him. Alone with no one else to go to, he began to train and research, thus learning how to kill. In his early years he attempted to take part in school in Japan to get some sense of a normal life after. While he tried to make things work, he couldn?t hide his rage, and distanced himself from everyone and eventually dropped out.
When he was sixteen he finally was able to get information on the Yakuza, its name was the Broken Star, and it had ties to his family who were developing weapons for them to use to destroy the rival Yakuza families. Further research he discovered why his family did such and he wasn?t too fond of what he learned which distorted his views on his family. His parents who he believed were good were just the opposite and downright evil. They had been working with various groups all of across the world developing weapons that were more advanced than anything out on the black market. Apparently it was something about their ideology to change the world, but he couldn?t understand it.
Eventually when he was seventeen, he struck, despite feeling heavily disappointed by his parents and family, still wanted revenge. Finding the family head?s home, in the middle of the night he busted down the doors and went on a rampage killing everyone and everything inside the home. The head of the family tried to beg for mercy but Vex gave him none such, it was there underneath the house he found it. The first suit, the Zero-I, it was still in early construction but he took it anyway and with his knowledge began to upgrade it and continue building upon it.
Then after knowing there was no going back, Vex left Japan and began to travel the world as a mercenary for hire, but he didn?t forget his morals, and bowed to never do a job that would harm innocents or good people, only those who were truly evil. Over the years he fought against many foes some normal and others with powers, but he always came out on top, albeit sometimes nearly killed himself. Now at the age of twenty-one he returns to New York.
Alias: None
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: Both his armor and his clothes are combined. He wears a grey shirt with a red line slashed across it, and wears black jeans with simple boots. All over his clothes and up to the back of his heads are long thick bendable metals that when he needs to calls his armor out and it folds out. The armor is grey and sharp looking, it has red glowing slits where his eyes look out, and has black lines going across the edges of the armor, it is nearly skin night but isn?t fully. (I hope to get a picture to further show)
Personality: Vex is a very reclusive man, who doesn?t talk to many people unless they were part of his job. But when he does speak he is respectful of that person and is fairly kind. But when pushed too far can get very angry and violent, but rarely happens.
Alignment: Hero, mixture of an Anti-Hero and Neutral, but never evil.
Superpowers: Doesn?t have any powers, but is highly knowledgeable with tech and weapons. He wields various guns which (thinks Mass Effect) fold out when his armor does. Thus he can carry many guns for an assortment of jobs. On his back he carries a large broad sword, and a shield. His armor which makes him stronger, allows him to use the sword one handed with the shield as if the sword was one-handed. The armor called Zero-V is the fifth version of his armor that is still in the testing stages and gives him a much needed boost in armor against super powered foes. Lastly he has the ability to have small beams of light use as blades on his gauntlet, but is still being tested and can?t be used for very long.
Weaknesses: The armor is tough on him, using it for too long can result in severe injuries and stress to his bones and muscles. It also doesn?t have the greatest defense against super powers because he mainly does jobs against un-super powered enemies.
Biography: Vex was born in New York to a decent middle-class family, when on to a trip to Japan when he was seven, his family was killed by Yakuza for reasons unknown to him. Alone with no one else to go to, he began to train and research, thus learning how to kill. In his early years he attempted to take part in school in Japan to get some sense of a normal life after. While he tried to make things work, he couldn?t hide his rage, and distanced himself from everyone and eventually dropped out.
When he was sixteen he finally was able to get information on the Yakuza, its name was the Broken Star, and it had ties to his family who were developing weapons for them to use to destroy the rival Yakuza families. Further research he discovered why his family did such and he wasn?t too fond of what he learned which distorted his views on his family. His parents who he believed were good were just the opposite and downright evil. They had been working with various groups all of across the world developing weapons that were more advanced than anything out on the black market. Apparently it was something about their ideology to change the world, but he couldn?t understand it.
Eventually when he was seventeen, he struck, despite feeling heavily disappointed by his parents and family, still wanted revenge. Finding the family head?s home, in the middle of the night he busted down the doors and went on a rampage killing everyone and everything inside the home. The head of the family tried to beg for mercy but Vex gave him none such, it was there underneath the house he found it. The first suit, the Zero-I, it was still in early construction but he took it anyway and with his knowledge began to upgrade it and continue building upon it.
Then after knowing there was no going back, Vex left Japan and began to travel the world as a mercenary for hire, but he didn?t forget his morals, and bowed to never do a job that would harm innocents or good people, only those who were truly evil. Over the years he fought against many foes some normal and others with powers, but he always came out on top, albeit sometimes nearly killed himself. Now at the age of twenty-one he returns to New York.
Hope you like it.
If I need to edit, I can.
Dude. That's kind of an assholish thing to say. I was considering joining but your attitude towards everyone is not attractive. You really need to be more kind to the people taking time out of their day to apply.Lambi said:
Here's a revised version of my sheet.
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Name: Manny Rodriguez
Alias: El Cid
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Appearance: Manny stands at 1.7 meters and weighs approx. 80 kgs. He has broad shoulders and a square jaw resting on a short neck. His dark hair is cut short, his eyes are brown, and his borderline unappealing hairiness forces him to shave once a day or suffer a short beard by the end of the week. He has a tanned skin covering a visibly muscular body. He usually wears his work clothes - blue overalls, and black Nike shoe he found at a locker-room one day. Otherwise he would wear one of his black t-shirts under a white undershirt with short grey or brown trousers. He wore a golden mask when he was starting out, but nowadays a proper change of clothes and a shaved chin fools most of the eye witnesses.
Personality: Manny is a hothead. He usually jumps into a situation head-first and is easily provoked. He protects his dearest friends and family fiercely and considers them the most important thing in his life. Manny is deeply religious, and as a catholic he respects clergymen and the word of the pope. He attends Mass and goes on to confessing his sins to his priest frequently. He's naïve and his world view parts the world into two sides ? sinners and saints, black and white. This hurts him most when dealing with situations were neither is clear, sometimes an issue that leads to unfortunate consequences. He's sociable, outgoing and loud. He changes completely in the presence of people he respects, like his family and his priest, becoming quiet and calm.
Alignment: Superhero.
Superpowers: (Due to an accident) Broken brain chemistry which allows for Manny to have inhuman reflexes (and increased speeds) when his heart rate is very high. This power can be useful and switched into gear after a short time of effort, but staying with said power turned on for too long burdens Manny's heart. If he pushes too far his heart might just explode in his chest, while health issues related to his heart do haunt his everyday life because of that power.
Unnaturally hardened bones(capable of surviving hits, make his physical attacks stronger).
Weaknesses: Manny is a hot-head. He's a danger to himself and sometimes others around him and would gladly jup in a fight without thinking. This also makes his power spontaniously pop up when he doesn't need to, a habbit he had been trying to fight since his first heart attack at the age of 26.
Manny is deeply religious and follows the church's decrees. He views the world in black and white and has trouble in dealing with some people he can't label.
Manny is susceptible to all natural weapons including firearms, though his bones almost never break.
He cares for his close family and friends dearly, and would protect them whatever it takes.
Manny sees good people as those he needs to protect and bad as those he needs to vanquish. This sometimes outs him in an awkward position when he has to choose between the two. He usually goes for saving the good.
Biography: Manny was born to a single Mexican illegal immigrant working in Arizona in a small town. She was a maid at the town's only motel and would have her and Manny live in that motel. Manny grew up in a poor home. Manny was dropped by his mother as a child, sustaining a blow to the head. The doctors managed to save him after a lot of work, but they were baffled when Manny appeared to be perfectly healthy. The impact did not break his skull as they had expected due to his hardened bones, but it did turn shatter some items in his brain. From there on, Manny had suffered trouble with his heart, accompanied by a strange sensation when he gets overexcited or in a bad situation. As he grew older he learned more about using this weird phenomenon only he has, all the while receiving worrying chest pains at such an early age.
Manny used to spend most of his time playing catch, fighting other children and riding his bicycle around town (One that he doesn't even own). He would frequently get injured but he never did need to be hospitalized once, something that helped his mother's poor financial situation. His way of life continued till his third year of high-school where the school's principal was close to expelling him. A senior teacher advised the principal to give Manny another chance, and so he did. That was the gym teacher, and as both knew a week after that talk he was talking rubbish. The gym teacher had wanted to start a boxing team in the school for years, and he had been eyeing Manny for that very reason. Manny had to do his coach's bidding and try to recruit his more lively and violent friends into the team, an act that, after almost a year of training, catapulted the team of young boys into the national stage. The strange phenomenon he had encountered during his childhood became a prized possession in his fighting matches, and Manny led the team to victory. That attracted attention to the boy and his illegal status, but his excellence in sports and surprisingly impeccable record allowed the state to grant him his USA citizenship.
Manny had a younger sister he loved and protected from local boys that feared his wrath. When he got older, Manny got more into boxing while his injuries seemed to have little effect on him besides internal bleeding, cuts and bruises. His fists were also notoriously deadly as he later found out his knuckles were naturally stronger than the other fighters. As he progressed, Manny became more distant from his friends and family and dabbled more in matters of his career. When a funeral of his good friend called him to visit home he decided that his carrier mattered less than being with his loved ones. Manny had taken a job in the old school he used to be in as a janitor, though he sometimes drives to the big city and does a boxing match or two for sports and a decent payday.
He had lived that way for the past four years, though recurring visits to the city's underbelly made the man feel wring whenever he entered the city. After consulting with his priest he believed that he should work towards a better society and try to show those lost souls the path of Christ and help them off the street. That resolution ended badly as he was stabbed twice in a fight against three men armed with knives, a fight that also ended in their demise. Even though he was first charged with manslaughter, the charges were dropped after two weeks when police found the case to be simply an act of self defense. It was then that Manny knew he had to help those people another way and that he had to keep his identity a secret. He wore a silver mask common with Mexican wrestling and ran around the streets of the city literally stopping crime. After each encounter he would come to his priest back at his home town for confessing his sins and if necessary, tending to his wounds.
He learned of the consequences of his powers after he had his first heart attack at the age of 26. Ever since he had been trying to use that power as little as possible, though when push comes to shove Manny knows when to strike back, and strike hard.
Other notes: He's bi-lingual with Spanish and English. The nickname he gave himself reminds him of an old tale he heard from his mother when he was a child, but know he doesn't remember what the name means.
Alias: El Cid
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Appearance: Manny stands at 1.7 meters and weighs approx. 80 kgs. He has broad shoulders and a square jaw resting on a short neck. His dark hair is cut short, his eyes are brown, and his borderline unappealing hairiness forces him to shave once a day or suffer a short beard by the end of the week. He has a tanned skin covering a visibly muscular body. He usually wears his work clothes - blue overalls, and black Nike shoe he found at a locker-room one day. Otherwise he would wear one of his black t-shirts under a white undershirt with short grey or brown trousers. He wore a golden mask when he was starting out, but nowadays a proper change of clothes and a shaved chin fools most of the eye witnesses.
Personality: Manny is a hothead. He usually jumps into a situation head-first and is easily provoked. He protects his dearest friends and family fiercely and considers them the most important thing in his life. Manny is deeply religious, and as a catholic he respects clergymen and the word of the pope. He attends Mass and goes on to confessing his sins to his priest frequently. He's naïve and his world view parts the world into two sides ? sinners and saints, black and white. This hurts him most when dealing with situations were neither is clear, sometimes an issue that leads to unfortunate consequences. He's sociable, outgoing and loud. He changes completely in the presence of people he respects, like his family and his priest, becoming quiet and calm.
Alignment: Superhero.
Superpowers: (Due to an accident) Broken brain chemistry which allows for Manny to have inhuman reflexes (and increased speeds) when his heart rate is very high. This power can be useful and switched into gear after a short time of effort, but staying with said power turned on for too long burdens Manny's heart. If he pushes too far his heart might just explode in his chest, while health issues related to his heart do haunt his everyday life because of that power.
Unnaturally hardened bones(capable of surviving hits, make his physical attacks stronger).
Weaknesses: Manny is a hot-head. He's a danger to himself and sometimes others around him and would gladly jup in a fight without thinking. This also makes his power spontaniously pop up when he doesn't need to, a habbit he had been trying to fight since his first heart attack at the age of 26.
Manny is deeply religious and follows the church's decrees. He views the world in black and white and has trouble in dealing with some people he can't label.
Manny is susceptible to all natural weapons including firearms, though his bones almost never break.
He cares for his close family and friends dearly, and would protect them whatever it takes.
Manny sees good people as those he needs to protect and bad as those he needs to vanquish. This sometimes outs him in an awkward position when he has to choose between the two. He usually goes for saving the good.
Biography: Manny was born to a single Mexican illegal immigrant working in Arizona in a small town. She was a maid at the town's only motel and would have her and Manny live in that motel. Manny grew up in a poor home. Manny was dropped by his mother as a child, sustaining a blow to the head. The doctors managed to save him after a lot of work, but they were baffled when Manny appeared to be perfectly healthy. The impact did not break his skull as they had expected due to his hardened bones, but it did turn shatter some items in his brain. From there on, Manny had suffered trouble with his heart, accompanied by a strange sensation when he gets overexcited or in a bad situation. As he grew older he learned more about using this weird phenomenon only he has, all the while receiving worrying chest pains at such an early age.
Manny used to spend most of his time playing catch, fighting other children and riding his bicycle around town (One that he doesn't even own). He would frequently get injured but he never did need to be hospitalized once, something that helped his mother's poor financial situation. His way of life continued till his third year of high-school where the school's principal was close to expelling him. A senior teacher advised the principal to give Manny another chance, and so he did. That was the gym teacher, and as both knew a week after that talk he was talking rubbish. The gym teacher had wanted to start a boxing team in the school for years, and he had been eyeing Manny for that very reason. Manny had to do his coach's bidding and try to recruit his more lively and violent friends into the team, an act that, after almost a year of training, catapulted the team of young boys into the national stage. The strange phenomenon he had encountered during his childhood became a prized possession in his fighting matches, and Manny led the team to victory. That attracted attention to the boy and his illegal status, but his excellence in sports and surprisingly impeccable record allowed the state to grant him his USA citizenship.
Manny had a younger sister he loved and protected from local boys that feared his wrath. When he got older, Manny got more into boxing while his injuries seemed to have little effect on him besides internal bleeding, cuts and bruises. His fists were also notoriously deadly as he later found out his knuckles were naturally stronger than the other fighters. As he progressed, Manny became more distant from his friends and family and dabbled more in matters of his career. When a funeral of his good friend called him to visit home he decided that his carrier mattered less than being with his loved ones. Manny had taken a job in the old school he used to be in as a janitor, though he sometimes drives to the big city and does a boxing match or two for sports and a decent payday.
He had lived that way for the past four years, though recurring visits to the city's underbelly made the man feel wring whenever he entered the city. After consulting with his priest he believed that he should work towards a better society and try to show those lost souls the path of Christ and help them off the street. That resolution ended badly as he was stabbed twice in a fight against three men armed with knives, a fight that also ended in their demise. Even though he was first charged with manslaughter, the charges were dropped after two weeks when police found the case to be simply an act of self defense. It was then that Manny knew he had to help those people another way and that he had to keep his identity a secret. He wore a silver mask common with Mexican wrestling and ran around the streets of the city literally stopping crime. After each encounter he would come to his priest back at his home town for confessing his sins and if necessary, tending to his wounds.
He learned of the consequences of his powers after he had his first heart attack at the age of 26. Ever since he had been trying to use that power as little as possible, though when push comes to shove Manny knows when to strike back, and strike hard.
Other notes: He's bi-lingual with Spanish and English. The nickname he gave himself reminds him of an old tale he heard from his mother when he was a child, but know he doesn't remember what the name means.
To be technical here, by not giving feedback, the unaccepted people will only know if they did something wrong, not what they did wrong.Lambi said:
If this is coming from character sheet overload (which god knows I understand; I had the same problem in my game), I'd be willing to help if you need some additional support - just let me know what criteria you are using and I can at least filter out the worst offenders and forward the questionable ones.
Let me know if I can help in any way.
Edit: Though first I will be sleeping as I have work tomorrow; good night.
Yo. Hiya Lamborghini.
Tell me if that's cool, bro
Also, sorry if her Background is a little too short for your tastes. I had a hard time thinking of a good 'un
Name: Lina Hartwell
Alias: Persephone
Gender: Female
Age:18
Appearance: Lina has deep, kind blue eyes, and grass green hair due to slight mutation that's short, down to the bottoms of her earlobes, but with long bangs. Normally seen wearing a long, red trench coat that seems to open into a slightly umbrella style skirt shape at the bottom, normally wears it open at the bottom, giving the skirt shape, also wears fluoro black pants with a digital design in neon red coloration, it's a very modest set of clothing. Her skin is fair white, and she's 5" 7'
Personality: Laid back, up-beat, and Spunky, her voice gives off an angry tone, yet her way of speaking lets you know she's not unhappy or upset, yet when she is, she doesn't have to try hard to let you know. She's serious when the time comes, and as soon as the time is gone, she's happy again.
Alignment: Superheroine
Superpowers: Gained the ability of super strength from birth and is proficient with weapons as a semi-prodigy of the blade, lugs around an enormous sword too heavy for any average human being to even lift, and she swings it with mastery. As a slight increase to her abilities, Lina can infuse metals with a static charge, intense heat, or sheer cold as long as she's making physical contact with or or something that is making close physical contact with the metal, though her weapon seems to be the only thing she can truly use this sub-power on, other things will only be kind of warm, kind of cold, of give you a little baby shock like what you get if you rub your feet on shag carpeting and touch some metal. She also learned, one day, that somehow, she could perform a second jump in mid-air, like fighting game logic, where most people can double jump.
Weaknesses: Lina's strength is not boundless. She can hoist the side of an office building. If it's larger than a fully loaded Sixteen wheeler, she can't lift it. Without that sword, she's basically just a super-strong chick. Not as dangerous, but still.
In addition, She's just a human. crushing her obviously won't work, the only way she could be super strong would be if her bones were too, but you can plunge a sword through her stomach with just as much ease as if you were doing it to a regular human. Same for bullets.
Lina also has the most crippling fear of anything insectoid. She cannot fight it and the sight of it makes her nearly gag on the spot and when she gets to that point, her strength drains from her body. Lina claims that when her mind and body are in a state of sickness, she seems to lose her powers. It happened once, and she was nearly killed by her own sword, so if she's deeply in fear, her strength fades.
Biography: Lina Hartwell was orphaned late in her teens, at the age of sixteen. She lived in a standard middle-class neighborhood in Pennsylvania her whole life. Lina took refuge in a small cellar like room in their home at the order of her parents when their house was attacked, suddenly, by a super-powered robber looking to still any and all valuables he could find. Lina and her father were in a different room at the time and he gave her specific instructions to his in the panic room. Lina did so, unaware that outside, her parents were fighting off the dangerous criminal. His powers ripped them to shreds and Lina remained silent in the panic room for hours, listening to the man walk by it multiple times, but never noticing it. She had survived, luckily, but her parents were not so fortunate. She grieved for a while, but their death left no lasting scar on her psyche, and she was back to her normal self about a month later, albeit on the streets after the bills on their home were no longer being payed.
Prior to, she had been training for well into five years and now her focus is entirely on bettering herself. She took up a job during the two years afterwards with a smaller organization of crime fighters and gained a small reputation. It was here that she received her prized sword and found that it, unlike other metallic objects, reacted more strongly with her other power, allowing her to make it red hot, frigid cold, or powerful enough to shock a human into a coma. The organization was called "Wolfen", and was very much like Seraphim, only their reach, resources, and influence were limited to only a singular city, and it wasn't no Metropolis either. It was a small town called "Otterwall".
Where Wolfen lacked in abilities as an organization, however, it made up for it in teamwork. A genius researcher named Payce, an ace Mechanic named Rika, a Top-notch doctor everyone just called "Ogre", and two super heroes who had been there for a long while, Lando and Sonia. Lando was the leader of the two, smart in battle, will like no other, and he always knew how to chill in battle. Sonia was the medic of the two. Her powers allowed her to heal him from a long distance, and heal herself. His powers were his ability to "Chillify" things. By "Chillify", I mean he had frost powers. He could freeze large masses solid with his punches, and then he'd proceed to dismember or shatter them with his weapon, a long, serrated blade. Sonia carried around a hunting rifle and would help him from a distance. They'd been working for Wolfen for nearly 3 years now, and Lando had saved Otterwall from threats larger than most would assume would have ever hit such a small town.
When Lina arrived, she was welcomed with open arms. Her talents proved incredibly useful in battle, though, at that time, she had no weapon to her name anymore, as the sword she had used before she had to pawn for bus fare and living expenses up until then. For the two years she was there, Lina proved her worth and was quickly promoted to leader of the group, with Lando giving encouragement to the idea. She had taken out the petty thief villain, all the way up to things nobody expected, like a small herd of giant lions with humanoid faces created by a mad scientist called Jarvon von Schutz, who's greatest dream was to conquer the moon (Heaven knows why).
Lina was well respected and loved throughout all of Otterwall, though she never really gained a reputation out of it. as long as she was there, Otterwall felt safe through the night. Though, towards the end of her two years there, things became incredibly slow. Villains and threat reports had dropped to near zero, and even crime was reduced to just petty theft, thanks to her. Wolfen was being seen more and more everyday by the town as an accessory. She wanted to do more for the world. She had found Seraphim's advertizement on the internet one day.
She saw this as an opportunity for her to be of more use to the world. Lina told the entirety of Wolfen that she would be leaving them, with a heavy heart. They wanted to give her a thank you gift and, during her two year stay there, they had overheard how she once carried a blade. They insisted she stay until they could craft her a beautiful weapon, one with such strength it could stand to be used with her enormous power, as well as be used only WITH her enormous power. Payce and Rika took the time to craft her the sword she uses now, which they had christened the "Ark of Noah". She took it with great honor and gave them all her best regards. Lando gave her a lot of advice about remaining calm in battle before she left, and how she should take the time before, and even out of battle, to "Chillify", a pun on his own powers. With a heavy heart, but a strong determination, she set off for New York. She's now 18 and looking to rid the world of evil.
Extra: You can't get her all angsty and crazy by mentioning her parents, so don't think poking at her history will get her to start crying or anything, you'll mostly get a sigh, a head shake, and a "Damn shame" out of her.
Also, here's her sword.
Alias: Persephone
Gender: Female
Age:18
Appearance: Lina has deep, kind blue eyes, and grass green hair due to slight mutation that's short, down to the bottoms of her earlobes, but with long bangs. Normally seen wearing a long, red trench coat that seems to open into a slightly umbrella style skirt shape at the bottom, normally wears it open at the bottom, giving the skirt shape, also wears fluoro black pants with a digital design in neon red coloration, it's a very modest set of clothing. Her skin is fair white, and she's 5" 7'
Personality: Laid back, up-beat, and Spunky, her voice gives off an angry tone, yet her way of speaking lets you know she's not unhappy or upset, yet when she is, she doesn't have to try hard to let you know. She's serious when the time comes, and as soon as the time is gone, she's happy again.
Alignment: Superheroine
Superpowers: Gained the ability of super strength from birth and is proficient with weapons as a semi-prodigy of the blade, lugs around an enormous sword too heavy for any average human being to even lift, and she swings it with mastery. As a slight increase to her abilities, Lina can infuse metals with a static charge, intense heat, or sheer cold as long as she's making physical contact with or or something that is making close physical contact with the metal, though her weapon seems to be the only thing she can truly use this sub-power on, other things will only be kind of warm, kind of cold, of give you a little baby shock like what you get if you rub your feet on shag carpeting and touch some metal. She also learned, one day, that somehow, she could perform a second jump in mid-air, like fighting game logic, where most people can double jump.
Weaknesses: Lina's strength is not boundless. She can hoist the side of an office building. If it's larger than a fully loaded Sixteen wheeler, she can't lift it. Without that sword, she's basically just a super-strong chick. Not as dangerous, but still.
In addition, She's just a human. crushing her obviously won't work, the only way she could be super strong would be if her bones were too, but you can plunge a sword through her stomach with just as much ease as if you were doing it to a regular human. Same for bullets.
Lina also has the most crippling fear of anything insectoid. She cannot fight it and the sight of it makes her nearly gag on the spot and when she gets to that point, her strength drains from her body. Lina claims that when her mind and body are in a state of sickness, she seems to lose her powers. It happened once, and she was nearly killed by her own sword, so if she's deeply in fear, her strength fades.
Biography: Lina Hartwell was orphaned late in her teens, at the age of sixteen. She lived in a standard middle-class neighborhood in Pennsylvania her whole life. Lina took refuge in a small cellar like room in their home at the order of her parents when their house was attacked, suddenly, by a super-powered robber looking to still any and all valuables he could find. Lina and her father were in a different room at the time and he gave her specific instructions to his in the panic room. Lina did so, unaware that outside, her parents were fighting off the dangerous criminal. His powers ripped them to shreds and Lina remained silent in the panic room for hours, listening to the man walk by it multiple times, but never noticing it. She had survived, luckily, but her parents were not so fortunate. She grieved for a while, but their death left no lasting scar on her psyche, and she was back to her normal self about a month later, albeit on the streets after the bills on their home were no longer being payed.
Prior to, she had been training for well into five years and now her focus is entirely on bettering herself. She took up a job during the two years afterwards with a smaller organization of crime fighters and gained a small reputation. It was here that she received her prized sword and found that it, unlike other metallic objects, reacted more strongly with her other power, allowing her to make it red hot, frigid cold, or powerful enough to shock a human into a coma. The organization was called "Wolfen", and was very much like Seraphim, only their reach, resources, and influence were limited to only a singular city, and it wasn't no Metropolis either. It was a small town called "Otterwall".
Where Wolfen lacked in abilities as an organization, however, it made up for it in teamwork. A genius researcher named Payce, an ace Mechanic named Rika, a Top-notch doctor everyone just called "Ogre", and two super heroes who had been there for a long while, Lando and Sonia. Lando was the leader of the two, smart in battle, will like no other, and he always knew how to chill in battle. Sonia was the medic of the two. Her powers allowed her to heal him from a long distance, and heal herself. His powers were his ability to "Chillify" things. By "Chillify", I mean he had frost powers. He could freeze large masses solid with his punches, and then he'd proceed to dismember or shatter them with his weapon, a long, serrated blade. Sonia carried around a hunting rifle and would help him from a distance. They'd been working for Wolfen for nearly 3 years now, and Lando had saved Otterwall from threats larger than most would assume would have ever hit such a small town.
When Lina arrived, she was welcomed with open arms. Her talents proved incredibly useful in battle, though, at that time, she had no weapon to her name anymore, as the sword she had used before she had to pawn for bus fare and living expenses up until then. For the two years she was there, Lina proved her worth and was quickly promoted to leader of the group, with Lando giving encouragement to the idea. She had taken out the petty thief villain, all the way up to things nobody expected, like a small herd of giant lions with humanoid faces created by a mad scientist called Jarvon von Schutz, who's greatest dream was to conquer the moon (Heaven knows why).
Lina was well respected and loved throughout all of Otterwall, though she never really gained a reputation out of it. as long as she was there, Otterwall felt safe through the night. Though, towards the end of her two years there, things became incredibly slow. Villains and threat reports had dropped to near zero, and even crime was reduced to just petty theft, thanks to her. Wolfen was being seen more and more everyday by the town as an accessory. She wanted to do more for the world. She had found Seraphim's advertizement on the internet one day.
She saw this as an opportunity for her to be of more use to the world. Lina told the entirety of Wolfen that she would be leaving them, with a heavy heart. They wanted to give her a thank you gift and, during her two year stay there, they had overheard how she once carried a blade. They insisted she stay until they could craft her a beautiful weapon, one with such strength it could stand to be used with her enormous power, as well as be used only WITH her enormous power. Payce and Rika took the time to craft her the sword she uses now, which they had christened the "Ark of Noah". She took it with great honor and gave them all her best regards. Lando gave her a lot of advice about remaining calm in battle before she left, and how she should take the time before, and even out of battle, to "Chillify", a pun on his own powers. With a heavy heart, but a strong determination, she set off for New York. She's now 18 and looking to rid the world of evil.
Extra: You can't get her all angsty and crazy by mentioning her parents, so don't think poking at her history will get her to start crying or anything, you'll mostly get a sigh, a head shake, and a "Damn shame" out of her.
Also, here's her sword.
Tell me if that's cool, bro
Also, sorry if her Background is a little too short for your tastes. I had a hard time thinking of a good 'un
Wow, we're already on Page 4 and we still have another four days for applicants. Something tells me people have a lot of free time in later summer / early spring.
I understand not wanting to give out advice because a lot of people here seem to be taking it as a sign of affirmation that they'll get in. Still it would be nice if you could give everyone some constructive criticism.
To everyone else, if the last announcement makes you feel worried about not getting the feed-back you need. There's still a bunch of other RP'ers around who can give you advice.
I understand not wanting to give out advice because a lot of people here seem to be taking it as a sign of affirmation that they'll get in. Still it would be nice if you could give everyone some constructive criticism.
To everyone else, if the last announcement makes you feel worried about not getting the feed-back you need. There's still a bunch of other RP'ers around who can give you advice.
Name: X-3-100-PI-90
Alias: ELECTRODE
Gender: Machine, but masculine
Age: 1009.6 (He's very precise with these things.)
Appearance: 5'6" Humanoid Machine, Electric Blue. Angular Design. Chevron-shaped Knee and Elbow Plating in yellow. head is silver covered by transparent electric blue helmet with opaque yellow details covering the entire back of the head, forming a broad aerodynamic fin at the back, with lightning-shaped prongs wrapping around to the mouth and eyes. decorative chest plating at top and bottom of torso , connected by Lightning-shaped prongs. Atomic Symbol in middle of torso.
Personality: Cold, cunning, but friendly to those he has deemed trustworthy.
Alignment: Hero
Powers: Lightning Blasts fired from small wrist-mounted guns and the ability to enter an electric current as a mode of transportation. (i.e. using power lines to get closer to a crisis quickly.) As a machine, if he is killed a backup file of his personality and consciousness is sent via program orb to his home-world, Zetatron where it is downloaded into a new body, but a return to earth would take 100 years even with their advanced tech. (hopefully this restraint would make him not overpowered because death would still remove him from the playing field)
Weaknesses: Armor is strong but brittle. a massive, but rapid impact, such as falling from a building or being hit by a train could shatter him. joints are poorly armored and can be easily jammed by knives and such. other than that he can be considered twice as resilient as an average human (a pistol won't hurt him but a rifle or shotgun will; it takes twice the force to stun him, etc.)
Biography: Built during the great Zetatronian Civil War of Space-year 12185, he was rushed into battle and quickly fought the enemy general, Quarnok the Corrupter. During the fight, Both of their ships crashed on planet earth and both died. A primitive culture witnessed the crash of one of the ships and worshiped the glowing orb they found there, calling it "god-killer" which, in their tongue, was Quetzalcoatl. (WRITERS NOTE: I AM MAKING THAT TRANSLATION UP AND KNOW NOTHING OF THE AZTEC PANTHEON)
Returning to Earth after the end of the war 200 years later, Electrode happened upon Chichen Itza (sp?)and grew to blame himself for the deaths caused by the Aztecs. Determined to make it right, he took up a role as earth's defender in the galactic community.
Quarnok, who was revived by his men in secret after the end of the war, decided to attack earth as revenge for his embarrassing defeat at the hands of Electrode. Upon entering the system, Quarnok used the Subspace Collapsing Beacon to destroy communications throughout the galaxy.
Quarnok challenged Electrode to a fight but offered him a chance to surrender, revealing that he had been the one the Aztecs worshiped and deliberately transferred the intent to kill into them; and offered to share in the ruling of this world. Electrode refused, stating that power is meaningless for its own sake. They fought valiantly, but Electrode clearly had the upper hand. Finally vanquishing his opponent, he fired on the program orb, destroying it. this had the unfortunate side effect of spreading the seeds of greed and hate to all mankind, rather than just the evil ones, as it was with most races. He pledged that day to protect innocent lives from evil men and evil thoughts.
Other Notes: This is the first RP thread i have EVER done, so i might have to observe a bit before participating as much as everyone else. Also, I don't know how to do the collapsing thing for the character sheet, sorry
Alias: ELECTRODE
Gender: Machine, but masculine
Age: 1009.6 (He's very precise with these things.)
Appearance: 5'6" Humanoid Machine, Electric Blue. Angular Design. Chevron-shaped Knee and Elbow Plating in yellow. head is silver covered by transparent electric blue helmet with opaque yellow details covering the entire back of the head, forming a broad aerodynamic fin at the back, with lightning-shaped prongs wrapping around to the mouth and eyes. decorative chest plating at top and bottom of torso , connected by Lightning-shaped prongs. Atomic Symbol in middle of torso.
Personality: Cold, cunning, but friendly to those he has deemed trustworthy.
Alignment: Hero
Powers: Lightning Blasts fired from small wrist-mounted guns and the ability to enter an electric current as a mode of transportation. (i.e. using power lines to get closer to a crisis quickly.) As a machine, if he is killed a backup file of his personality and consciousness is sent via program orb to his home-world, Zetatron where it is downloaded into a new body, but a return to earth would take 100 years even with their advanced tech. (hopefully this restraint would make him not overpowered because death would still remove him from the playing field)
Weaknesses: Armor is strong but brittle. a massive, but rapid impact, such as falling from a building or being hit by a train could shatter him. joints are poorly armored and can be easily jammed by knives and such. other than that he can be considered twice as resilient as an average human (a pistol won't hurt him but a rifle or shotgun will; it takes twice the force to stun him, etc.)
Biography: Built during the great Zetatronian Civil War of Space-year 12185, he was rushed into battle and quickly fought the enemy general, Quarnok the Corrupter. During the fight, Both of their ships crashed on planet earth and both died. A primitive culture witnessed the crash of one of the ships and worshiped the glowing orb they found there, calling it "god-killer" which, in their tongue, was Quetzalcoatl. (WRITERS NOTE: I AM MAKING THAT TRANSLATION UP AND KNOW NOTHING OF THE AZTEC PANTHEON)
Returning to Earth after the end of the war 200 years later, Electrode happened upon Chichen Itza (sp?)and grew to blame himself for the deaths caused by the Aztecs. Determined to make it right, he took up a role as earth's defender in the galactic community.
Quarnok, who was revived by his men in secret after the end of the war, decided to attack earth as revenge for his embarrassing defeat at the hands of Electrode. Upon entering the system, Quarnok used the Subspace Collapsing Beacon to destroy communications throughout the galaxy.
Quarnok challenged Electrode to a fight but offered him a chance to surrender, revealing that he had been the one the Aztecs worshiped and deliberately transferred the intent to kill into them; and offered to share in the ruling of this world. Electrode refused, stating that power is meaningless for its own sake. They fought valiantly, but Electrode clearly had the upper hand. Finally vanquishing his opponent, he fired on the program orb, destroying it. this had the unfortunate side effect of spreading the seeds of greed and hate to all mankind, rather than just the evil ones, as it was with most races. He pledged that day to protect innocent lives from evil men and evil thoughts.
Other Notes: This is the first RP thread i have EVER done, so i might have to observe a bit before participating as much as everyone else. Also, I don't know how to do the collapsing thing for the character sheet, sorry
Name: James Plindington
Alias: The Rot
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Appearance: His face became horrible and rotted as a child. As a result, he wears a simple comedy mask (let's just call it my avatar, because I'm lazy). He wears gloves (for obvious reasons) and his day to day outfit is jeans and a sweater. He is 5 foot 10 inches. He is bald, and he wears a striped beanie to cover the diseased tissue on his scalp. He is skinny to the point of seeming malnourished.
Personality: Because has been shunned his entire life, he is snarky and sarcastic, and generally a cruel person. He is also an attention seeker, as his father saw him as an embarrassment and as such ignored him. Although this may make him seem like a prime candidate for super-villainy, all he really wants is to be loved, and, more to the point, praised.
Alignment: Superhero
Superpowers: Anything organic or living he touches instantly begins to rot. For example, if he wear to touch a wooden house with his bare hands, within a matter of minutes it would be falling down and collapsing. If he were to touch something living, say, a human being, their skin would start to die and rot away.
Weaknesses: He is a weakling, and very, very delicate. He also can't eat normally, and gets all of his nutrients through pills. His immune system, and his organs in general, is very weak. He is more or less useless against
Biography: Born to a rich New York family, he acquired The Rot in the womb. While his mother was walking through central park, she happened upon a bubbling pond of black ooze. Unthinking, she touched it. It seared off her finger. From that moment on, she grew more and more ill, and her skin grew black and rotted. On the day of James' birth, his mother's suffering finally ended. A small, shriveled hand pushed its way through it's mother's rotted and shriveled stomach, and poor, disfigured James found his way into the world.
Soon after his birth, it became clear what he was and what he could do when he killed 3 hospital staff that tried to pick him up. His father, once he had gotten over his rage, decided to ignore James. He put him inside a protective suit, gave him a room, a good library, and a maid to give him food, wake him, and care for him when he was ill, and ignored him. He went to school for a few years, but he was shunned and hated. He became cruel and socially awkward. He quit school and instead chose to be tutored privately. This was how he spent the first 20 years of his life.
However, that all changed soon enough. One night not long after he turned twenty, super-villains broke into his home. They told him that they had heard of his power, and urged him to get revenge on his neglectful father. In a fit of anger, he murdered his father and destroyed his house. However,
he soon came to his senses and fled. He had no outside contacts, and no place to escape to. All he had was fear and a desire to redeem himself for his murder. He ran, and Seraphim found him.
Alias: The Rot
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Appearance: His face became horrible and rotted as a child. As a result, he wears a simple comedy mask (let's just call it my avatar, because I'm lazy). He wears gloves (for obvious reasons) and his day to day outfit is jeans and a sweater. He is 5 foot 10 inches. He is bald, and he wears a striped beanie to cover the diseased tissue on his scalp. He is skinny to the point of seeming malnourished.
Personality: Because has been shunned his entire life, he is snarky and sarcastic, and generally a cruel person. He is also an attention seeker, as his father saw him as an embarrassment and as such ignored him. Although this may make him seem like a prime candidate for super-villainy, all he really wants is to be loved, and, more to the point, praised.
Alignment: Superhero
Superpowers: Anything organic or living he touches instantly begins to rot. For example, if he wear to touch a wooden house with his bare hands, within a matter of minutes it would be falling down and collapsing. If he were to touch something living, say, a human being, their skin would start to die and rot away.
Weaknesses: He is a weakling, and very, very delicate. He also can't eat normally, and gets all of his nutrients through pills. His immune system, and his organs in general, is very weak. He is more or less useless against
Biography: Born to a rich New York family, he acquired The Rot in the womb. While his mother was walking through central park, she happened upon a bubbling pond of black ooze. Unthinking, she touched it. It seared off her finger. From that moment on, she grew more and more ill, and her skin grew black and rotted. On the day of James' birth, his mother's suffering finally ended. A small, shriveled hand pushed its way through it's mother's rotted and shriveled stomach, and poor, disfigured James found his way into the world.
Soon after his birth, it became clear what he was and what he could do when he killed 3 hospital staff that tried to pick him up. His father, once he had gotten over his rage, decided to ignore James. He put him inside a protective suit, gave him a room, a good library, and a maid to give him food, wake him, and care for him when he was ill, and ignored him. He went to school for a few years, but he was shunned and hated. He became cruel and socially awkward. He quit school and instead chose to be tutored privately. This was how he spent the first 20 years of his life.
However, that all changed soon enough. One night not long after he turned twenty, super-villains broke into his home. They told him that they had heard of his power, and urged him to get revenge on his neglectful father. In a fit of anger, he murdered his father and destroyed his house. However,
he soon came to his senses and fled. He had no outside contacts, and no place to escape to. All he had was fear and a desire to redeem himself for his murder. He ran, and Seraphim found him.
Well dang That's a bummer, just spent all this time writing away. I'd still love some feedback from anyone who is interested. I would really enjoy playing this character I think. Sorry if my grammar is bad.
I love critisim and feedback. It's the only way to get better
Name: Atticus Ravenwood
Alias: The Cursed Musician
Age: 29
Appearance: Atticus is a tall, very thin frail man despite his young age.
His dark black hair is messy and unkempt which seems to have slowly crept on to his
face in the form of stubble which seems to refuse to grow into any sort of an actual
beard. His eyes are slightly sunken and his pupils are an errie almost pitch black. He
looks sickly and slightly, non intemidating in every way shape and form.
Personality: Atticus is a very reserved and quiet man. Always seeming to be lost in thought.
He is a listener and a very humble man. Slow to react and always assessing the consiquences
of his actions as well as others.
Alignment: Superhero (chaotic neutral)
Biography:
Atticus is a very talented musician. He found his love of music at a very early
age and perfected his craft through his favorite instrument, the violin. He was a born prodigy
and found himself preforming concerts and producing his own work by his mid-teens. He was single minded in his passion for music and even though he accumulated a large ammount of wealth it meant very little to him. He lived very modestly considering his fortune and often either donated most of it away or took care of his family.
As Time passed Atticus fell in love. Who better to win the love of a musician than another musician. Her name was Anna, and she played the chello as if it were an extension of her and with such passion it would make Atticus's hair stand on end in excitement. He couldn't be happier. They were soon engaged and quite possibly would of lived a long and happy life together. But be it fate or some other unknown entity lurking in the darkness, this would never come to pass.
It is a true mystery if Atticus was the one who found the violin, or if the violin found Atticus, or even if the instrument is a violin in the first place. What you can tell apon a glance and what Atticus himself noticed, is the strange almost hypnotic alure of it. That is to say, if it wants you to notice it in the first place. Which no one could truely know what happends in the mind of a seintient violin anyways. The second thing you'd notice, much like Atticus did as he stared through the filmly smudge filled window of the antique shop, would be the slight humming sound it seems to emmit as you are forced to lock your eyes on it. If you ever got to touch it, much to the misfortune of poor Atticus, you'd feel the raw power radiating through it completly oblivious to its hidden manevolent nature until it is far to late.
Atticus bought this masterwork violin and walked out of the shop overwhemled with a sudden sense of euphoria. The fact on how such a beautifully unquie violin ended up in a dirty antique store located in a questionable part of the city or the fact that the store owner couldn't ever seem to recall aquiring the peice completely never phased Atticus as odd. Not that anyone in his right mind could ever deduce the proufoundly life changing consequences from these two minor details. He held it in the light of the slowly setting sun and admired how it shined, pitch black with white trim along all the edges. He smiled at himself in the reflection. It'd be the last time he or anyone else for that matter would ever see happiness on his face.
Atticus hurried home to show his fiance his amazing new find. His heart was beating a mile a minute, it was like his first performance so many years ago. Anna always made him nervous that way. It was a good nervous. The kind that kept him firmly grounded in humility. He closed his eyes and began to play, a strange... undescribable feeling began to overtake him which was both terrifying and invigorating. It was as if he lost himself completely in his music which he strangely could not hear. But he could hear it, as if through someone elses ears. His passion took over, feeling an energy build up inside him. Atticus almost thought he was going to explode as he gasped for air and tears rolled down his face. That's when he felt it, on the climax of his extacy, there was heat. Heat at first that quickly turned to burning
sensation in his hands that was excruciatingly painful. Anna screamed loudly. Atticus's world had shattered. His body revolted against him. His hands, clinging to the bow despite his efforts to drop it. His arms violently flowing back and forth twisting the passionate melody into something more maddening. With all of his will power he managed to open his eyes
perhaps he wish he hadn't. He saw everything around him ablaze, including his love Anna, who screamed in agony reaching out Atticus in a vane attempt for help as she slowly metled away. All the while Atticus could do nothing but play on. Suddenly he played harder, seemingly fueling this unknown force with the power of his confused sorrow the likes of which few men
have truely experianced. The more passionately he played the more fire spilled out of his violin in a sickening rhythm perfectly matched to his notes. Soon the room was ablaze, and despite the immense overpowering heat of it, Atticus remained unaffected. In a frenzied panic began to run. The force inside the violin more than happy to let him spread its chaos. It
wasn't long till the whole apartment was on fire. The last thing Atticus remembered about that night was running down a flight of stairs with the fire dancing all around him.
Atticus woke up in the midst of bags of trash in an alleyway. His clothes blackened his body covered in soot. Unsure on how much time had passed. It wasn't long till he'd realized he'd blacked out for three days. Four and a half blocks of the city had burnt to the ground with a death toll that had reached the hundreds. The violin in his hand still looking like it was only a day old. That's when he noticed. He looked around, surronded by a city still in chaos, a chaos that he caused, and he couldn't hear a thing. Atticus was deaf. No one ever saw him after the night of the fire. He was presumed dead. Truthfully he simply just vanished for unknown reasons, that is until rescently.
Super Powers:
Passion: As Atticus Plays a melody of passion fire errupts from the violin which
he/it can manipulate for his own attacks or protection. He is impervious to his own flames but
not nessacarily to the flames of others.
Sorrow: Atticus plays a melody that envokes saddness in others. This has an energy sapping
effect to it and is omnidirectional effecting everyone in the area that can hear it, friend
and foe alike. This somehow powers empowers the violin like a battery being charged
Indestructible Instrument of Suffering: Although this does not personally bestow any
actual powers to Atticus, the violin he possesses seems to be immune to all forms of
damage. This allows him some means of strange protection. For instance the bow of the violin
could be used to be parry off any sort of melee weapon. This doesn't necessarily mean
he can just shrug off blows of anyone however. Atticus is not a trained fighter of any sort
and is still limited by his own physical strength. I don't feel like this is overpowered, it just gives the character ways to pull of neat things from time to time. Besides, everyone could use a firm club to thump someone with. Also I'm completely willing to find out later that something does indeed destroy the violin or hurt it. That could be interesting to explore in the future.
Weaknesses:
Deaf : Atticus's hearing was taken from him by the force in the violin. Although he has
learned to read lips and sign it still prevents him from having full combat awareness.
Violin: Atticus has a connection to his violin, the more distance that is placed between
himself and instrument the weaker he gets. It is unclear what the maximum distance for this is
or even what the ultamite effects on him might be.
Manevolent force: Whatever the violin is, one thing can be certain, it drives Atticus to do
things he'd never do on his own accord. This makes him slightly unpredictable.
Just a Man: Atticus himself is nothing special and can be pacified or killed in any way that
would normally kill a regular human being in the first place.
Notes: Atticus's Violin is some sort of sentient thing that I've left without origin on purpose as I'd like to develop where and how it came into being as I go along. Atticus and the violin have a parasitic relationship. The violin draws strenght from the people he harms. This in turns allows it to control Atticus more. So in short the more he uses his powers the more he loses himself.
As for why Atticus being a good person might not just off himself, I've left his motivations for his continued struggle a mystery, wanting to figure that out as I go. Perhaps its all survial instinct, perhaps he want's to unravel the secrets of the violin to try to free himself or prevent it from cursing whoever is next.
The violin is in direct confliction to Atticus's allignment and relishes the chance to cause harm, gain power and control Atticus directly.
I also understand his Sapping ability might need a bit more definition. I can expect that it could be overpowered however I do not with this to be so. I'd like to maintain some sort of theme for a Sorrow filled playing to somehow leech or weaken everyone around him. If you have any ideas please let me know.
Alias: The Cursed Musician
Age: 29
Appearance: Atticus is a tall, very thin frail man despite his young age.
His dark black hair is messy and unkempt which seems to have slowly crept on to his
face in the form of stubble which seems to refuse to grow into any sort of an actual
beard. His eyes are slightly sunken and his pupils are an errie almost pitch black. He
looks sickly and slightly, non intemidating in every way shape and form.
Personality: Atticus is a very reserved and quiet man. Always seeming to be lost in thought.
He is a listener and a very humble man. Slow to react and always assessing the consiquences
of his actions as well as others.
Alignment: Superhero (chaotic neutral)
Biography:
Atticus is a very talented musician. He found his love of music at a very early
age and perfected his craft through his favorite instrument, the violin. He was a born prodigy
and found himself preforming concerts and producing his own work by his mid-teens. He was single minded in his passion for music and even though he accumulated a large ammount of wealth it meant very little to him. He lived very modestly considering his fortune and often either donated most of it away or took care of his family.
As Time passed Atticus fell in love. Who better to win the love of a musician than another musician. Her name was Anna, and she played the chello as if it were an extension of her and with such passion it would make Atticus's hair stand on end in excitement. He couldn't be happier. They were soon engaged and quite possibly would of lived a long and happy life together. But be it fate or some other unknown entity lurking in the darkness, this would never come to pass.
It is a true mystery if Atticus was the one who found the violin, or if the violin found Atticus, or even if the instrument is a violin in the first place. What you can tell apon a glance and what Atticus himself noticed, is the strange almost hypnotic alure of it. That is to say, if it wants you to notice it in the first place. Which no one could truely know what happends in the mind of a seintient violin anyways. The second thing you'd notice, much like Atticus did as he stared through the filmly smudge filled window of the antique shop, would be the slight humming sound it seems to emmit as you are forced to lock your eyes on it. If you ever got to touch it, much to the misfortune of poor Atticus, you'd feel the raw power radiating through it completly oblivious to its hidden manevolent nature until it is far to late.
Atticus bought this masterwork violin and walked out of the shop overwhemled with a sudden sense of euphoria. The fact on how such a beautifully unquie violin ended up in a dirty antique store located in a questionable part of the city or the fact that the store owner couldn't ever seem to recall aquiring the peice completely never phased Atticus as odd. Not that anyone in his right mind could ever deduce the proufoundly life changing consequences from these two minor details. He held it in the light of the slowly setting sun and admired how it shined, pitch black with white trim along all the edges. He smiled at himself in the reflection. It'd be the last time he or anyone else for that matter would ever see happiness on his face.
Atticus hurried home to show his fiance his amazing new find. His heart was beating a mile a minute, it was like his first performance so many years ago. Anna always made him nervous that way. It was a good nervous. The kind that kept him firmly grounded in humility. He closed his eyes and began to play, a strange... undescribable feeling began to overtake him which was both terrifying and invigorating. It was as if he lost himself completely in his music which he strangely could not hear. But he could hear it, as if through someone elses ears. His passion took over, feeling an energy build up inside him. Atticus almost thought he was going to explode as he gasped for air and tears rolled down his face. That's when he felt it, on the climax of his extacy, there was heat. Heat at first that quickly turned to burning
sensation in his hands that was excruciatingly painful. Anna screamed loudly. Atticus's world had shattered. His body revolted against him. His hands, clinging to the bow despite his efforts to drop it. His arms violently flowing back and forth twisting the passionate melody into something more maddening. With all of his will power he managed to open his eyes
perhaps he wish he hadn't. He saw everything around him ablaze, including his love Anna, who screamed in agony reaching out Atticus in a vane attempt for help as she slowly metled away. All the while Atticus could do nothing but play on. Suddenly he played harder, seemingly fueling this unknown force with the power of his confused sorrow the likes of which few men
have truely experianced. The more passionately he played the more fire spilled out of his violin in a sickening rhythm perfectly matched to his notes. Soon the room was ablaze, and despite the immense overpowering heat of it, Atticus remained unaffected. In a frenzied panic began to run. The force inside the violin more than happy to let him spread its chaos. It
wasn't long till the whole apartment was on fire. The last thing Atticus remembered about that night was running down a flight of stairs with the fire dancing all around him.
Atticus woke up in the midst of bags of trash in an alleyway. His clothes blackened his body covered in soot. Unsure on how much time had passed. It wasn't long till he'd realized he'd blacked out for three days. Four and a half blocks of the city had burnt to the ground with a death toll that had reached the hundreds. The violin in his hand still looking like it was only a day old. That's when he noticed. He looked around, surronded by a city still in chaos, a chaos that he caused, and he couldn't hear a thing. Atticus was deaf. No one ever saw him after the night of the fire. He was presumed dead. Truthfully he simply just vanished for unknown reasons, that is until rescently.
Super Powers:
Passion: As Atticus Plays a melody of passion fire errupts from the violin which
he/it can manipulate for his own attacks or protection. He is impervious to his own flames but
not nessacarily to the flames of others.
Sorrow: Atticus plays a melody that envokes saddness in others. This has an energy sapping
effect to it and is omnidirectional effecting everyone in the area that can hear it, friend
and foe alike. This somehow powers empowers the violin like a battery being charged
Indestructible Instrument of Suffering: Although this does not personally bestow any
actual powers to Atticus, the violin he possesses seems to be immune to all forms of
damage. This allows him some means of strange protection. For instance the bow of the violin
could be used to be parry off any sort of melee weapon. This doesn't necessarily mean
he can just shrug off blows of anyone however. Atticus is not a trained fighter of any sort
and is still limited by his own physical strength. I don't feel like this is overpowered, it just gives the character ways to pull of neat things from time to time. Besides, everyone could use a firm club to thump someone with. Also I'm completely willing to find out later that something does indeed destroy the violin or hurt it. That could be interesting to explore in the future.
Weaknesses:
Deaf : Atticus's hearing was taken from him by the force in the violin. Although he has
learned to read lips and sign it still prevents him from having full combat awareness.
Violin: Atticus has a connection to his violin, the more distance that is placed between
himself and instrument the weaker he gets. It is unclear what the maximum distance for this is
or even what the ultamite effects on him might be.
Manevolent force: Whatever the violin is, one thing can be certain, it drives Atticus to do
things he'd never do on his own accord. This makes him slightly unpredictable.
Just a Man: Atticus himself is nothing special and can be pacified or killed in any way that
would normally kill a regular human being in the first place.
Notes: Atticus's Violin is some sort of sentient thing that I've left without origin on purpose as I'd like to develop where and how it came into being as I go along. Atticus and the violin have a parasitic relationship. The violin draws strenght from the people he harms. This in turns allows it to control Atticus more. So in short the more he uses his powers the more he loses himself.
As for why Atticus being a good person might not just off himself, I've left his motivations for his continued struggle a mystery, wanting to figure that out as I go. Perhaps its all survial instinct, perhaps he want's to unravel the secrets of the violin to try to free himself or prevent it from cursing whoever is next.
The violin is in direct confliction to Atticus's allignment and relishes the chance to cause harm, gain power and control Atticus directly.
I also understand his Sapping ability might need a bit more definition. I can expect that it could be overpowered however I do not with this to be so. I'd like to maintain some sort of theme for a Sorrow filled playing to somehow leech or weaken everyone around him. If you have any ideas please let me know.
I love critisim and feedback. It's the only way to get better
I think you have to pick hero or Villain. She got on someone about not having a side earlier in the thread.Spoon498 said:
GMs on this forum tend to flip their ship over grammar mistakes. You might want to give that a second read. And hit the enter key on those paragraphs in your bio.SirPlindington said:
it works like this.InfinityCubed said:Also, I don't know how to do the collapsing thing for the character sheet, sorry
[spoiler ] All the stuff you typed[/ spoiler]
But DONT put spaces where you see in put spaces.