Hidden 9 yrs ago 9 yrs ago Post by Roman
Raw
Avatar of Roman

Roman Grumpy Toad / King of Dirt

Member Online

| NAME: |
Elwood Peter Dowd

| NICKNAME(S): |
Nothing he'd want you to use.

| ALIAS(ES): |
Fenrir

| ABILITIES: |
Lupine-Bestial Transformation
The ability to transform parts or the entirety of ones body to a larger, more ferocious lupine-form beast, with greater strength, resilience, speed, reflexes, senses and fury.

Currently, Elwood finds it very difficult to dictate when he may transform, or where, or the extent of the transformation - for the moment, he is completely unable to transform consciously to any measure. Furthermore, while any part of Elwood is shifted into his beast-form, Elwood's rational, 'human' mind finds it harder to maintain control, losing ground to Elwood's instinctual, 'animal' mind, concerned only with the base needs and survival - Elwood's animal mind is also less resilient to psychic offense, and the more control it has, the more vulnerable Elwood is to mental attacks. A full transformation is almost a complete surrender of Elwood's rational thought, and it will last until he is killed, exhausted, or the beast believes itself completely out of danger (a rare occurrence at best).

Elwood's beast-form is, while tougher and physically superior, still susceptible to damage, and while it takes more punishment, it does not heal its wounds any quicker, and grievous wounds sustained by Elwood's beast-form will be transferred to Elwood himself should they remain at the time of the transformation wearing off. Equally, while Elwood's human wounds are lessened upon a transformation, they are not lost completely. When fully transformed, Elwood can lift a maximum of between one or two tonnes, and reach a sprinting speed of 40mph.

Elwood does not receive any physical boons or mental boons to his natural human self as a secondary result of his powers.

| SAMPLE POST: |
"I still expect a tip."

Well, 'sweet cheeks', ya ain't gettin' one from me and the boys. Elwood turned back around in his seat to face the table and the aforementioned boys seated around it, his hand lifting his beer to his mouth and back down again. He tuned back in to the conversation.
"How the fuck does she get away with that. Ain't there laws against assaultin' yer patrons?"" Asked Block - big guy, tall, wide, meat of the group. He was answered by another opposite - Roy, weedy like Elwood but without the sharpness.
"Are you fuckin' serious? She's Serena's golden girl, pretty and witty and very careful about bein' 'badass'. One of those 'strong women' types, y'know?"
"Second-hand mommy's little princess. Almost a bonafide talent." Elwood interjected befoer taking another drink, the boys muttering amused agreements before lapsing into silence.

"'Ere, Elwood, did y'hear about Mack?" Roy asked, and Elwood shook his head. "Fucker got nicked, eh?" Elwood shood his head again, this time in mock-disbelief. Mack was dumb too.
"What for this time?"
"Possession, intent to supply. I hear they might even gun for production."
"Weed?"
"Coke."
"Fuckin' retard." Elwood said, and Roy nodded.
"Got blown wide open by a sleeper. Can you believe it? PD are getting bored, bustin' kids on givin' away some fun."
"PD are getting lazy, Roy. Mack's an easy target. Guy wasn't subtle."
"You're jus' pissed 'cause he was your supply. Never get prices like that from anyone else, Woody." Said Stoney - fancied himself something big, Stoney did, but he'd never amount. Elwood shot him down with an acid glare, for both the remark and the nickname.
"Didn't buy fuckin' coke off the dick'ed, Pebble. Only weed on the regular, occasional E pill. Fuck knows what he cut his coke with."
"Whatever. Doesn't change that we gotta find a new botanist."
"Big word, Stoney." Roy said, flashing a smirk. Stoney stared back, sullen and unamused.
"Who gives a shit. Get weed off any johnny. Stand up in this pub and shout pot, you'll have thirty baggies in the air. It's E that's the problem. Everyone else knows how much it should be goin' for." Elwood thought. "I'll give Dove a ring."
"Dove's still gunnin' after you, Elwood." Block said, scratching his stubble. Elwood met his gaze. "You still owe him 50 for the last lot - before Mack started droppin' to you." Elwood stared a bit harder. "...or so 'e reckons, at least."
"Well, I'll have to convince him that all our account were settled." The boys nodded to themselves, and then looked up and past Elwood's shoulder. Elwood sighed.

He could feel the presence. Smell the night air on him, so different to the pub atmosphere - crisper, more gasoline fumes. The cold ebbed off him too. Elwood turned, shirt pulling tight against his body as he rotated awkwardly.
"Yeah?"
"ID, please. All o'ya." He asked, and Elwood lost his smile.
"You let us in, didn't you?" He asked. "What, you think jus' because this pub's like stepping back thirty years, we've gone with it?"
The bouncer stayed silent, taking Roy and Block's liscences as Stoney fumbled for his. Elwood scowled at them.
"Bet it's Block's boyish looks. Wanna make sure he's legal, don't ya?" He said, and this time Block scowled.
"Shut up, Elwood."
"Listen to your mate, Elwood. ID." Elwood grunted and reached into his pocket, pulling out his card and handing it over. The bouncer looked at it and handed it back. "Fake. Get out." Elwood's face flashed with anger.
"Fake? What, good enough to let me in and spend some money but not good enough to make sure I have a nice night out with the lads? You doubtin' your own checkin, now, boyo?"
"Elwood..." Roy started, but Elwood shut him up with a hand.
"Seriously, I wanna know. Your job to ruin someone's night with shitty allegations? Ain't my fault if you doubt your compentancy in your job role." Elwood snapped, and the bouncer's face went from bored to dark.
"Didn't help your case by loudly talking about who your next drug dealer is gonna be, boy. Get out. Of my pub."
"Oh, your pub? Well, sorry Serena, didn't recognize you without heels and a low-cut dress to show off your cleavage. But hey," Elwood gestured to the bouncer's chest, "honestly, I'm still impressed."

The bouncer put a hand on Elwood's shoulder, hard and tight. "Last chance. Leave."
"Or what, sucker punch me? Guess that's in the employee contract, eh, smack anyone who's tryin' to have a laugh?" Elwood met the bouncer's gaze and they stared for a good long moment. Elwood got up from his seat, quickly, throwing his hands up to knock the bouncer's arm away.
"Whatever. I'm fuckin' leavin'. Got better places to be than this rat's nest anyway." With that, the boys stood up, Elwood took his coat off a hook and threw it over his shirt, and they all left. They had a beer crate in Stoney's car, and both Elwood and Roy were holding something to smoke.

It probably would have been better for the town as a whole if the bouncer hadn't kicked them out.

| NOTES: |
-Possesses a mean temper.
-Possesses a desire to prove himself, though he's not sure what of.
-Does not necessarily associate himself with the 'right crowd'.
-Does not particularly care about who he associates himself with, 'right crowd' or no.
-Enjoys Japanese lagers as his drink of choice, as do I.
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by The Roman07
Raw
Avatar of The Roman07

The Roman07

Member Seen 8 yrs ago

I think gm stated a no werewolf rule.... I could be wrong tho, im reading lots of roleplays right now :)
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by Lord Wraith
Raw
GM
Avatar of Lord Wraith

Lord Wraith Actually Three Otters in a Trenchcoat

Member Seen 2 hrs ago

@The Roman07 Twasn't this one, I had a rule against irreversible transformations, or rather a guideline in opposition of it.
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by ogFarnsworth
Raw
Avatar of ogFarnsworth

ogFarnsworth

Member Seen 9 yrs ago

| NAME: |
Samuel James Rawlings

| NICKNAME(S): |
Sam

| ALIAS(ES): |
Artsmith

| ABILITIES: |
Living Paint
Stage One - Sam can paint brilliant paintings in real life using just his hands. The colors and work appear directly in front of him as he performs. Everything he paints is strikingly realistic and vibrant although it does not take him very long to make things. When the painting is completed the object becomes real and functional. At this stage only smaller objects can be completed like keys, rocks, books or knives. Only a small number of paintings can exist simultaneously but he can dissipate them at will.

Stage Two - Sam's paintings can now be medium-sized objects such as guns, furniture, mannequins or small walls. He can also now make food and drinks that do not count towards his maximum limit and never disappear making it as nutritious as real food. The limit on his paintings is increased and it takes less of a toll on him to create.

Stage Three - By putting part of his life into his work, Sam can paint small living things. When he makes a plant or animal, it will not gain life until some of Sam's blood touches it. For something like a flower or spider, no more than a few drops is required. However, for a dog or cat, the minimum is raised substantially. Sam's connection with these beings is powerful and telepathic communication is no issue. Only one living creature can be under command at a time.

Stage Four - Sam's skill has grown considerably. He can now paint objects the size of a small bus or creatures as large as a gorilla. He can also give life to some inanimate objects, like a sword or golem. Larger living things are more taxing, but if the life form is small enough Sam can now control multiple paintings. His speed and limit have increased considerably.

Limits: Each painting is taxing on Sam, both physically and mentally. He can only paint so much in a short period before he's exhausted, and the amount of paintings he can have in reality at one time is not many. While he is very fast when he works, it still takes him a few moments to finish a painting. The larger the painting the longer it will take. Anything alive requires a blood sacrifice, and anything bigger than a wolf will pose a real risk to Sam's own health.

Weakness: Besides the above, Sam has no capabilities of his own. He is a normal human in every aspect besides his 'conjuring' ability. Any of Sam's paintings that touch water will also start to dissipate. The effect is not instant, but the more water that is applied, the runnier the paint gets until the object no longer resembles what it used to, and so is destroyed.

| SAMPLE POST: |
Rays of sunlight filtered through the drawn shades. As the dust lazily floated through the bands of light the aura of peace was encompassing. On the walls hung art of all kinds, from pencil sketches near the windows to the two large murals on the far wall. The room itself was well-lit in part to the natural sunlight. Lining the edges of the room were countless cabinets and storage shelves holding supplies and other pieces of student's work. The center of the room was occupied by four large wooden tables, designed for multiple kids to work at each one. Near the open door was an empty teacher's desk, and in the corner of the room were three art easels. Two were blank and unoccupied. One was not.

A boy sat in the cheap wooden stool in front of one of the easels. His outfit of worn sneakers, jeans and a blue t-shirt was pretty typical of an NLCA slacker. He dipped the brush he was holding into the paints next to him and continued to stroke the canvas. The sound of bristles on paper was music to his ears. The landscape on the easel was magnificent; a hidden green oasis surrounded by miles of empty desert. The style was strikingly realistic yet had the spark of originality that drew in the eye. The student was no amateur, for sure.

"Sam? Why are you still here?" came a voice from the doorway. The boy visibly flinched and whipped quickly around. His eyes were vibrant green and wild before they recognized the art teacher at NLCA, Ms. Decker. Sam relaxed in his stool and put the brush down. He ran his hand through his short brown hair before answering, leaving a small trail of blue and yellow color.

"Sorry Ms. Decker, I didn't feel like going to English Lit today," Sam replied sheepishly, refusing any attempts at eye contact. The young teacher smiled and stepped in the room. Sam was still as she approached and took one of the stools, planting it next to him. Neither said anything for a few long but comfortable seconds.

"You really got the reflection in the pool right," she remarked. Sam usually did not listen to praise about his work but was forced to agree. The comfortable silence returned. Unease flickered on the face of Ms. Decker before she started again. "Sam, you're an incredible artist. I know it, you know it, and I know you know it. And that's why you're here. You've been given an incredible opportunity! This scholarship isn't given out every day."

The McAdams Scholarship. Sam received it to attend NCLA free of charge because of his excellent art. Otherwise there wasn't a chance he and his family could afford it. "You can start your life off right, Sam. A real job," Ms. Decker continued softly. She paused and placed her hand on his shoulder. "There is no money in the arts, sweetie. You need a real career."

The silence made another return without the accompanying comfort. Sam gazed blankly at his painting, seeming to look through it instead of at it. Finally he spoke. "I hear you, Ms. Decker. I should probably go catch the last half of Lit, huh?" The teacher smiled and stood, leaving the stool out of place. "I think that's a wonderful idea, Mr. Rawlings."

Sam stood and grabbed his small and pitifully light backpack. He left his painting on the easel, left the art room, and went home.

| NOTES: |
Nothing much, just let me know if anything needs fixing. This is my first post on here but I'm pretty excited to get going haha! Also I am a big OJ guy, start your morning off right.
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by Roman
Raw
Avatar of Roman

Roman Grumpy Toad / King of Dirt

Member Online

I think gm stated a no werewolf rule.... I could be wrong tho, im reading lots of roleplays right now :)


You let me worry about which rules I may or may not be breaking.
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by The Roman07
Raw
Avatar of The Roman07

The Roman07

Member Seen 8 yrs ago

General heads up for everyone, I decided to change Alexis' abilities.


1x Laugh Laugh
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by The Roman07
Raw
Avatar of The Roman07

The Roman07

Member Seen 8 yrs ago

<Snipped quote by The Roman07>

You let me worry about which rules I may or may not be breaking.


Hush minion ;)
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by Lord Wraith
Raw
GM
Avatar of Lord Wraith

Lord Wraith Actually Three Otters in a Trenchcoat

Member Seen 2 hrs ago

Hush minion ;)


You're definitely Fake Roman to me lol.

@ogFarnsworth At first I struggled with the potentially strength of this ability and then I got to the weakness. Now, I'm hoping this was intentionally but if not, it works out quite well. The city's predominant weather is both rain and fog which will create a constant foil to Sam. So provided that's okay with you, this sheet is accepted.
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by Mixtape Ghost N
Raw
Avatar of Mixtape Ghost N

Mixtape Ghost N SOMETIMES EVЕN RICH NIGGAS GET LOST

Member Seen 0-24 hrs ago

We have a tentacle monster, a vampire, and a furry

This is starting to look more and more like a bad fanfic
2x Like Like
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by Hillan
Raw
Avatar of Hillan

Hillan I'm a writer - Lying's what we do.

Member Seen 2 days ago

Fuckin' Furry's.

I'm glad Max is too dumb to know what they are.

Hidden 9 yrs ago 9 yrs ago Post by WanderBug
Raw
Avatar of WanderBug

WanderBug

Member Seen 4 mos ago

WIP!!!!! Still have yet to write the sample posts..This is to show proof that I am working on something :P.

Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by The Roman07
Raw
Avatar of The Roman07

The Roman07

Member Seen 8 yrs ago

@ogFarnsworth i think that power is so damn cool, very original and creative :)
Hidden 9 yrs ago 9 yrs ago Post by Mixtape Ghost N
Raw
Avatar of Mixtape Ghost N

Mixtape Ghost N SOMETIMES EVЕN RICH NIGGAS GET LOST

Member Seen 0-24 hrs ago

| NAME: |
Tanya Liberty Lamont

| NICKNAME(S): |
Smoking Liberty

| ALIAS(ES): |
The Bird of Paradise


| ABILITIES: |
Bird of Paradise.
I don't feel like doing the stages thing, so I'm just going to straight up describe the power.

To summarize, this power is basically Avian Physiology and Aerokinesis mashed together. Tanya has the ability to transform into a bird-human hybrid with an appearance similar to harpies. Meaning, primarily, her arms and legs will be transforming. Her arms will morph into fifteen-feet long wings, with massive feathers. Now, these won't be normal feathers - no, no. These feathers appear to be a glowing gaseous energy, like a fire, or a plasma. Primarily glowing a green color, with other colors shining in. When she flies, she leaves behind a trail of various colors. Her eyes will also glow a white color that leaves no trace of her original eyes. I should note that she won't have any hands in this state, but Tanya's wings will be flexible enough for her to grab things. Her legs will similarly be covered in variously colored feathers, but she'll have four large talons on her feet, and her legs will be covered in rough, black, keeled, scales. These talons are very strong, and capable of grabbing objects. A kick from her would not be great. Tanya has a tail, technically three long tail feathers that glow with the same energy as the rest of her body. There are feathers and scales in other parts of Tanya body.

Now, the first ability this grants - flight - is obvious, but works in a different way than you'd expect. Instead of flapping her wings, she's capable of a more supernatural flight that's assisted by the aforementioned Aerokinesis. She can do everything you'd expect a flier to do, but she can hover in the air. While in the air, she's incredibly fast and agile. Capable of complex aerials maneuvers and outrunning everything on the ground. That isn't to say that Tanya isn't capable of traditional flight - in fact, it's nearly on par on her aerokinetic flight. Now, I have to cover the aerokinetic aspects. Tanya has a limited control over air (Or more accurately, wind) using her wings. To put it in simple terms, a strong flap of her wings and send a gust of air so strong that'll send the unprepared flying. She can control the force and size of these blasts. She can use this power in order to give herself a burst of speed in any direction. She's also capable of creating miniature twisters using the same method. Twisters that tear the surrounding area to pieces for a couple seconds. At most, she can create one large one, or three smaller ones. The final ability that Tanya has is that she can fire off her razor-sharp feathers at high-speeds like daggers using her aerokinesis to put uumph behind it. While they don't have the weight or density to really penetrate anything armored, they can give someone a nice cut.

A few of her abilities transfer back to her human form. First and foremost, Tanya's skeleton is hollow, and makes her remarkably lightweight. Which allows her to pull off greater feats of agility, and more. Though, this works against her just as much. Secondly, Tanya's movements are faster, and more flowing, and she's capable of pulling off greater feats of agility. Jumping higher, landing slower, and doing acrobatic feats like backflips.

Limits:
Tanya's power is connected to the feathers on her body. She'll be constantly losing feathers in her BoP form at a rate so slow that it won't really matter. However, once she starts using her aerokinesis, she'll start losing feathers at a fast rate (and the same goes for shooting them). The less feathers Tanya has, the weaker she gets, until she's so powerless that she might as well switch back to human form. It'll take her awhile to regenerate feathers, at least two hours.


Weaknesses:
Tanya's bones are mighty brittle, both in and out of human form. While they won't shatter when hit by say, a punch by a fully grown man; they will break when hit by a baseball bat, or a super strong punch. The same goes for falling. Using her aerokinesis also causes breathing problems. The second she shoots a gust of wind, she's going to have a severe case of shortness of breath, and she'll need a moment or two to recover. Overuse will eventually cause her to suffocate, and die to death. Also, she doesn't have any extra bird senses, her senses will remain at human levels. So she's going to have a very hard time seeing while going at high speeds. This is obvious, but it'd be hard as hell for her to grab stuff.


| SAMPLE POST: |
The shiny feather reflected sunlight as Tanya examined it, casually. She was leaning back in her chair, with her feet kicked up onto the desk. Thank God the class room was empty, Mr. Winglington would shit if he saw her. Especially with her shoes off. She was wondering where did this unique feather come from. It just... fell off of her. This was truly unlike anything she's seen before. Well, it'd be pretty bitching glued to her guitar case! Holding onto the feather, Tanya pulled her feet off the table, and then put them onto the floor, sliding them into her sandals. She stood up, and looked down to pick up her guitar, lazily leaning up against the desk chair. She slung it over her shoulder by the strap, and slid the feather into the breast pocket of her dress shirt. She looked down and adjusted her black skirt, and began walking out of the room. Immediately being bombarded with the noise and chatter of the crowded hallway. She casually smirked as she pushed through the chaos without a single soul paying her any mind. They were busy, and so was she.... relatively speaking. She'd need to head over to the other side of the school to the dorms.

She stepped out of the Educational building, facing the front of the school (With students all over the place), and was hit with the sly autumn breeze... Another reminder that Summer was looooong pushed out. She enjoyed it actually. Her toes curled on top of her sandals as she took one step, two steps, three steps, looking around, seeing not a soul she associated with, or wanted to talk to. Tanya shrugged as she moved forward towards the dorms.

A strong breeze interrupted her stride as the feather she found flew out of her breast pocket. "Hey! Get back here!" Tanya said, in a thick Jamaican accent, (to the feather) as she quickly chased after it. The feather landed at some young girl's feet, and Tanya quickly put her foot on the feather, and reached down to pick it up. She smirked as she stood straight up - but didn't realize that she was standing in front of someone. Who was probably just enjoying their evening. Well, looks like she'll have to say something to her.

"Oh, hey there, girl. How ya' doing?" Tanya chuckled, her accent was thick. "I was just trying to catch this thing." She presented the glowing feather to the girl, a wide smirk on her face. "Cool, isn't it?"

Their conversation went on from there.


| NOTES: |
  • Jamaican
  • 17
  • Daughter of two indie muscians from Jamica.
  • A musician herself. Good with a guitar, and has a great singing voice.



I'm still waiting for my fucking icetea, Wraith
1x Like Like
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by Optio
Raw
Avatar of Optio

Optio Calamity Incarnate

Member Seen 9 yrs ago

So when we getting this IC going! :D
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by Lord Wraith
Raw
GM
Avatar of Lord Wraith

Lord Wraith Actually Three Otters in a Trenchcoat

Member Seen 2 hrs ago

@Mr Allen J Accepted!
@Optio The IC was started the day I started the thread lol
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by Optio
Raw
Avatar of Optio

Optio Calamity Incarnate

Member Seen 9 yrs ago

Wait... I can post in the IC?
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by Lord Wraith
Raw
GM
Avatar of Lord Wraith

Lord Wraith Actually Three Otters in a Trenchcoat

Member Seen 2 hrs ago

Indeed, I accepted your character so you may post lol
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by Mixtape Ghost N
Raw
Avatar of Mixtape Ghost N

Mixtape Ghost N SOMETIMES EVЕN RICH NIGGAS GET LOST

Member Seen 0-24 hrs ago

Now... I must decide on where to even begin. And where to go.
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by Optio
Raw
Avatar of Optio

Optio Calamity Incarnate

Member Seen 9 yrs ago

It's 3am here so I'm going to avoid the terrible grammar + little sense early morning post and instead do mine tomorrow! :P Night lol.
Hidden 9 yrs ago Post by Enarr
Raw
Avatar of Enarr

Enarr

Member Seen 3 mos ago

Hi everyone. I'm Nightrunner. I like Root Beer. And was missing for a few days only to come back to find a new Vigilance game had gone live.
↑ Top
© 2007-2024
BBCode Cheatsheet