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[Diabolical Rhapsody]

Spoiler

 

Let's Fly

 

Name:  -

Age:  Early 30s

Gender:  Female.

 

Personality: I hate to impose on others but I always have this urge to talk to people. I feel everyone has a wonderful story to tell if only someone can listen. I want to be that person, I think maybe through it I can fill the missing parts of my own. I don't like loud people though, they have this unseen habit of impinging your personal space which I don't like. I think I am an easy person to approach and I can cook well so we can always talk over good beer and some snacks.

 

Biography: I have no recollection of who I or what I was? All I can say that I am a drifter, I like meeting new people but I found out that I am really skilled around the kitchen. Somehow a haze falls over me when I am surrounded by food and my body moves on its own. Its as if it knows things that I don't. It is really incredible, meet me at the bar sometime maybe we can have some quiches and chat till morning. ~blows kisses.~

 

Power: Power Ladle - She is able to cook superfoods of sorts. The consumer increases the rate of recuperation and regeneration, all the while regaining a calm and rational mind.

 

[Wandering Rogue]

You have it exactly. Though there is an in-between step where they function as cloth threads and they can remain in that in-between for as long as he wants.

 

I didn't even hear that there were lyrics during the boss fight, must have spent too much time in planning.

The power is too powerful to start.  That might be a power you can aspire to later but for a one memory power that would be too much by a good margin.  Something more basic would be better for starting off.

[Siderealmidnight]

The power is too powerful to start.  That might be a power you can aspire to later but for a one memory power that would be too much by a good margin.  Something more basic would be better for starting off.

More basic eh?

 

Does this count?

 

Aesthetics: To him plain stone looks unfinished, waiting to be shaped. By adding to or subtracting from that stone he can create the objects of his memories.

 

It would essentially be an earth-shaping ability, but restricted to making pieces of buildings.

[Wandering Rogue]

More basic eh?

 

Does this count?

 

Aesthetics: To him plain stone looks unfinished, waiting to be shaped. By adding to or subtracting from that stone he can create the objects of his memories.

 

It would essentially be an earth-shaping ability, but restricted to making pieces of buildings.

That would work fine.  

[Siderealmidnight]

Kewl I'll put that one in there then.

 

Though at some point in the future I have aspirations towards my first one.

 

And edited.

Edited by Siderealmidnight, 30 January 2015 - 04:49 PM.

[Diabolical Rhapsody]

 

Spoiler

 

Let's Fly

 

Name:  -

Age:  Early 30s

Gender:  Female.

 

Personality: I hate to impose on others but I always have this urge to talk to people. I feel everyone has a wonderful story to tell if only someone can listen. I want to be that person, I think maybe through it I can fill the missing parts of my own. I don't like loud people though, they have this unseen habit of impinging your personal space which I don't like. I think I am an easy person to approach and I can cook well so we can always talk over good beer and some snacks.

 

Biography: I have no recollection of who I or what I was? All I can say that I am a drifter, I like meeting new people but I found out that I am really skilled around the kitchen. Somehow a haze falls over me when I am surrounded by food and my body moves on its own. Its as if it knows things that I don't. It is really incredible, meet me at the bar sometime maybe we can have some quiches and chat till morning. ~blows kisses.~

 

Power: Power Ladle - She is able to cook superfoods of sorts. The consumer increases the rate of recuperation and regeneration, all the while regaining a calm and rational mind.

 

 

any chance for a look in?

[Wandering Rogue]

 

Spoiler

 

Let's Fly

 

Name:  -

Age:  Early 30s

Gender:  Female.

 

Personality: I hate to impose on others but I always have this urge to talk to people. I feel everyone has a wonderful story to tell if only someone can listen. I want to be that person, I think maybe through it I can fill the missing parts of my own. I don't like loud people though, they have this unseen habit of impinging your personal space which I don't like. I think I am an easy person to approach and I can cook well so we can always talk over good beer and some snacks.

 

Biography: I have no recollection of who I or what I was? All I can say that I am a drifter, I like meeting new people but I found out that I am really skilled around the kitchen. Somehow a haze falls over me when I am surrounded by food and my body moves on its own. Its as if it knows things that I don't. It is really incredible, meet me at the bar sometime maybe we can have some quiches and chat till morning. ~blows kisses.~

 

Power: Power Ladle - She is able to cook superfoods of sorts. The consumer increases the rate of recuperation and regeneration, all the while regaining a calm and rational mind.

 

 

I have no problem with this but before I accept just want to make sure you are okay with some things.  The bio is good but just know that as it is I'll have a lot more freedom in filling in the blank spots.  If that's fine then cool.  The power is good and I have npcs with similar powers so no worries there.  If you are fine with having a more support ability at the start then alright.  You won't really be gimped at anything I'll try to tailor scenarios you can excel in.

[Diabolical Rhapsody]

I have no problem with this but before I accept just want to make sure you are okay with some things.  The bio is good but just know that as it is I'll have a lot more freedom in filling in the blank spots.  If that's fine then cool.  The power is good and I have npcs with similar powers so no worries there.  If you are fine with having a more support ability at the start then alright.  You won't really be gimped at anything I'll try to tailor scenarios you can excel in.

Thank you. Well part of my reasoning for making this character is because I always try brawlers and frontline fighters and usually fail miserably on them so I wanted to try another part. Plus, this character has a few character quirks specific to me so I think RPing it would be fun. Maybe I can get to know about myself as much Ican learn about the plot.

 

So I have no problems, run free. You have all the freedom from my side.

[Chizzy]

Spoiler

 

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AgFeZr5ptV8

 

Name: 

Age: 18

Gender: Male

 

Personality: This young boy is a curious and somewhat perverted fellow. Yet, despite what this may suggest, he carries a heart of gold and overall cheerful outlook on life. His curious nature often gets the best of him, so he will usually find himself either looking for the next big adventure or trying to find something of interest. It is this curiosity that drives him to search not only for his own memories but other peoples' as well.

 

Biography: A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away this young man was born during a prosperous era in an incredibly powerful and wealthy kingdom. He was the King's eldest son and future heir to the the throne. He also vaguely recalls constantly running a small garden with his mother. Sadly, he cannot remember anything else. The rest is a blur.

 

Power: 

 

SEED - The memory of growing plants with his mother has granted him the power over plants. He is capable of creating tiny seeds that can sprout out small plants, which he can manipulate.

Edited by dudeitzmeh, 30 January 2015 - 07:22 PM.

[Johnny Paradise]

Chizzy

 

your character is 18

 

get that tayswizzle out of my sight if it's not even going to match up.

[Wandering Rogue]

 

Spoiler

In Circles

Name: 

Age:  Early 30s

Gender: Male

Personality:  So what are you like?  Forgetting your past didn’t rob you of your persona did it? I am as the leaf on the river. I am pulled by the current yet rarely seek my own way, my own existence. People rely on me and I work in their interests. That is how it will be. Even now in this mist I seek escape for another man, the person I was before this place. The highest joys and lowest agonies escape me. They leave me with only curiosity and fear as companions, and both shall have their due.

 

Biography:  You haven’t completely lost yourself.  You have the foundation there.  There aren’t any images or names but you have a feeling don’t you?  A sense of your identity.  I remember the cities. In my memories some have people in them and some look abandoned for years. The places change, the structures change, but the cities remain. They rise from the stone, or perhaps they fall away from it, majestic stone edifices shaped from the earth like cloth from a loom. Those memories are all tinged with the same hue, fear. They are cities built in exile, from what I cannot say.

 

I was important in those cities once, looked to, admired, maybe worshiped. The men in the golden masks looked to me for guidance, or perhaps down upon me in scorn. It's all so unclear now.

 

The pain is not unclear, it alone remains crisp. I remember feeling as if from my skin down to the marrow of my bones my body was being undone, frayed, broken. I know not who, but they would pluck the threads of my body, my skin, my muscles, and my world would become agony. I remember wishing for the release of death. It never came.

 

And at the end, or perhaps the beginning, I remember a silhouette illuminated in the moonlight. I remember a voice like nothing I had ever heard and a gnawing, insatiable curiosity. 

 

I no longer know what pathway these memories make, but they are all I have left. I stand in this mist and cling to them, there is nothing else left for me.

 

Power:

Aesthetics: To him plain stone looks unfinished, waiting to be shaped. By adding to or subtracting from that stone he can create the objects of his memories.

 

Lemme know if I need less or more detail.

 

Patchwork

 

 

Spoiler

 

Let's Fly

 

Name:  -

Age:  Early 30s

Gender:  Female.

 

Personality: I hate to impose on others but I always have this urge to talk to people. I feel everyone has a wonderful story to tell if only someone can listen. I want to be that person, I think maybe through it I can fill the missing parts of my own. I don't like loud people though, they have this unseen habit of impinging your personal space which I don't like. I think I am an easy person to approach and I can cook well so we can always talk over good beer and some snacks.

 

Biography: I have no recollection of who I or what I was? All I can say that I am a drifter, I like meeting new people but I found out that I am really skilled around the kitchen. Somehow a haze falls over me when I am surrounded by food and my body moves on its own. Its as if it knows things that I don't. It is really incredible, meet me at the bar sometime maybe we can have some quiches and chat till morning. ~blows kisses.~

 

Power: Power Ladle - She is able to cook superfoods of sorts. The consumer increases the rate of recuperation and regeneration, all the while regaining a calm and rational mind.

 

 

Garnish

 

Spoiler

 

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AgFeZr5ptV8

 

Name: 

Age: 18

Gender: Male

 

Personality: This young boy is a curious and somewhat perverted fellow. Yet, despite what this may suggest, he carries a heart of gold and overall cheerful outlook on life. His curious nature often gets the best of him, so he will usually find himself either looking for the next big adventure or trying to find something of interest. It is this curiosity that drives him to search not only for his own memories but other peoples' as well.

 

Biography: A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away this young man was born during a prosperous era in an incredibly powerful and wealthy kingdom. He was the King's eldest son and future heir to the the throne. He also vaguely recalls constantly running a small garden with his mother. Sadly, he cannot remember anything else. The rest is a blur.

 

Power: 

 

SEED - The memory of growing plants with his mother has granted him the power over plants. He is capable of creating tiny seeds that can sprout out small plants, which he can manipulate.

Prince

[Siderealmidnight]

Couldn't have named him better myself. : )

[Johnny Paradise]

We almost went with Haberdasher, but felt that would have been too cool for you.

[Siderealmidnight]

We almost went with Haberdasher, but felt that would have been too cool for you.

Jokes on you, I've worked in a haberdashery.

[ANIMA]

We almost went with Haberdasher, but felt that would have been too cool for you.

 

Jokes on you, I've worked in a haberdashery.

 

I had no idea there existed occupation with such a name

[Siderealmidnight]

It's where upscale vintage style clothing and odds-and-ends related to it are sold, at least here in the States.

[Jod]

spacebar Awesome() Awesome() Awesome() Awesome() !

 

Spoiler

 

 

Wasteland

Name:  Give me a second to look you over.  (Given after acceptance)

Age:  35

Gender:  Male

 

Personality: A very lonely fellow, he has been alone for a long time, leading to a certain level of naivete. Other wise he has a strong sense of duty, and a honest fellow. Though he is also a lot more unadulterated with his emotions, and doesn't bother to reign them in.

 

Biography:  

 

Lonely, so lonely. Blue sand everywhere, but not a friend in sight.

Anyone, their? Someone, please?

Tired, So tired. But a task at a hand, a journey to be completed.

Must go on? I... must.

Spear in hand, I walk alone to find a piece of the sky?

What is it?

We become weak, and they strong.

 

Power:

Blu -  Summon and control blue sand 

Edited by I AM HE, 31 January 2015 - 06:47 PM.

[Unbelievably Majestic]

After much too long spent on coming up with power ideas, here we go.

Spoiler

"Sometimes I think remembering might be a worse idea than fading away."

Name: Fracture
Age: Somewhere between twenty-five and thirty-five... Probably... I don't know that I ever kept count...
Gender: Male.
Personality: What am I like?

...

Deliberate. Unforgiving. Potentially vindictive.

Biography: ...

Oh...

... Hello.

I... I didn't...

I didn't see you...

... Words.

Words come slow...

...How long has it been since I talked?

The words feel strange now...

... You know?

Not like before...

Before?

Was there a before...

Not here... Not here...

I... I remember... Trees. Forests...

I remember scuffed dirt paths and broken twigs... A house... I... I think I lived there... Perhaps...

I remember something... Projectiles of some kind... It's vague... But they hit the trees nearby... I... I think there was a hunt maybe...

I remember a door... A room... It's foggy... Indistinct... But not the blood... The blood is bright... Vivid... and... So full of sorrow... So complete, it was like the world shattered... I can't... It was important... But... I can't feel it... I can't place it... But I remember... Something happened. Something important... Did it happen to me? I don't...

I remember cold metal and hot blood... Fire and ash... Pain... Too much pain... I carried the pain... Or I forced the weight upon others... I can't remember... Not anymore... Not here... But I remember wanting vengeance... Vengeance at any cost... If I had to bring the world to ruin I would have... That, I remember more clearly than anything else. That certainty that nothing would stop me. That I would do anything. Anything. To have my revenge. That certainty is the reason I seek my memories.

I need to know.

Power:
Pain Gate: When in use the power gives the target the ability to take damage without feeling the slightest bit of pain. In much the same way it can be used to deal damage without the intended target feeling any pain from the wounds. The ability can be activated and deactivated at will in both themselves and others. But the pain doesn't just vanish. It's simply held back. Imagine it like a dam. When the power is in use the dam is closed, any pain is trapped and unable to be felt. But the flood gates open when the power stops. And all that pain rushes through.

Edited by Unbelievably Majestic, 31 January 2015 - 07:41 PM.

[Wandering Rogue]

Both lookin good.  Shall name you guys when Useless gets on so I can get his input on it.

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Spoiler

 

 

Wasteland

Name:  Give me a second to look you over.  (Given after acceptance)

Age:  35

Gender:  Male

 

Personality: A very lonely fellow, he has been alone for a long time, leading to a certain level of naivete. Other wise he has a strong sense of duty, and a honest fellow. Though he is also a lot more unadulterated with his emotions, and doesn't bother to reign them in.

 

Biography:  

 

Lonely, so lonely. Blue sand everywhere, but not a friend in sight.

Anyone, their? Someone, please?

Tired, So tired. But a task at a hand, a journey to be completed.

Must go on? I... must.

Spear in hand, I walk alone to find a piece of the sky?

What is it?

We become weak, and they strong.

 

Power:

Blu -  Summon and control blue sand 

Oasis

 

After much too long spent on coming up with power ideas, here we go.

Spoiler

"Sometimes I think remembering might be a worse idea than fading away."

Name: ~
Age: Somewhere between twenty-five and thirty-five... Probably... I don't know that I ever kept count...
Gender: Male.
Personality: What am I like?

...

Deliberate. Unforgiving. Potentially vindictive.

Biography: ...

Oh...

... Hello.

I... I didn't...

I didn't see you...

... Words.

Words come slow...

...How long has it been since I talked?

The words feel strange now...

... You know?

Not like before...

Before?

Was there a before...

Not here... Not here...

I... I remember... Trees. Forests...

I remember scuffed dirt paths and broken twigs... A house... I... I think I lived there... Perhaps...

I remember something... Projectiles of some kind... It's vague... But they hit the trees nearby... I... I think there was a hunt maybe...

I remember a door... A room... It's foggy... Indistinct... But not the blood... The blood is bright... Vivid... and... So full of sorrow... So complete, it was like the world shattered... I can't... It was important... But... I can't feel it... I can't place it... But I remember... Something happened. Something important... Did it happen to me? I don't...

I remember cold metal and hot blood... Fire and ash... Pain... Too much pain... I carried the pain... Or I forced the weight upon others... I can't remember... Not anymore... Not here... But I remember wanting vengeance... Vengeance at any cost... If I had to bring the world to ruin I would have... That, I remember more clearly than anything else. That certainty that nothing would stop me. That I would do anything. Anything. To have my revenge. That certainty is the reason I seek my memories.

I need to know.

Power:
Pain Gate: When in use the power gives the target the ability to take damage without feeling the slightest bit of pain. In much the same way it can be used to deal damage without the intended target feeling any pain from the wounds. The ability can be activated and deactivated at will in both themselves and others. But the pain doesn't just vanish. It's simply held back. Imagine it like a dam. When the power is in use the dam is closed, any pain is trapped and unable to be felt. But the flood gates open when the power stops. And all that pain rushes through.

 

Fracture

[Officer Judy Hopps]

Fine.

 

FINE. FINE. FINE. FINE. FINE.

 

I'll make something. I'm not sure what, but I'll make something.

WIP!

Spoiler

Name:

Age: 19

Gender: Female

 

Personality: Quiet, steady of heart and steady of mind. Forceful when she needs to be, but is oft never one to immediately reveal her train of mind nor intention. Still waters run deep, and she is not far from such a notion in the least. She is not one to draw close to another nor to be intimate, as such things come at a horrific cost.

 

Biography: I do not remember much about my past life, with the mere fragments of glimpses into what could have been. Illusory, a trick of the mind or otherwise, anything that I could consider possibly a memory I take with a grain of salt. They very well could be the shards of dreams, of false realities and the like. However, that does not mean I still search for my memories, to try and truly grasp an understanding of who I truly am. Or perhaps even what I am.

 

Perhaps it is foolish, but what I think might be the fragments of memory tell me that in ages past, I was once a priestess for the God of the Underworld, of Death. A wicked, cruel trickster that goes by the name of Hades. In his temple, I remember seeing the truest desperation of humanity when faced with their mortality. And the scent of incense assaulting my senses.

 

Power: What is most frightening about me, when I discovered this world, is my sudden need to wear gloves, full sleeve garments which look so strange, and shoes upon my feet. For, with my touch, the living rapidly wither and weaken. If I hold onto them for long enough a time, they die For many days, I meandered these strange lands, and Death followed me. Flowers wilted, grass and trees died and turned to ash, animals howled and growled in fear of me. As if perhaps Hades decided to stand at my side.

Let me know what you think of that power, Rogue.

Edited by Feisty-Pants, 01 February 2015 - 12:08 AM.