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@MrDidact I edited the biography in my original post to include the origin of her powers, as well as where she got her cloak.
Here's me throwing my hat into the ring.
Birth Name: Jackson Barnes
Alter Ego: The Jack
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Place of Origin: Sydney, Australia
Archetype: Metahuman
Allegiance: Champions
Appearance:
Powers/Skills: Jackson is able to grant one being the ability to use the supernatural abilities of another for a period of one hour. For this to occur, he must be touching both the donor and the recipient, and aware of the abilities being bestowed.
The ability can work in two modes during the time the change is in effect, either the original donor may continue to use their powers as normal, or, if Jackson chooses, they may be drained of them to fuel the transfer. Only one power set may be bestowed on any being at a time, and any attempts to grant a second will result in thei first being wiped. If the recipient had their own supernatural abilities before the transfer, they may continue to use them as normal. Jackson can choose to bestow powers on himself.
Equipment/Resources: The Jack keeps a number of useful items on the belt of his suit. These include a grappling hook, long-range taser, smoke bomb and syringes filled with anaesthetic to keep villains under control. A pair of goggles lets him see in bright or low light, as well as in infrared, and he uses a staff to defend himself in a meelee.
Biography: Jackson Barnes was born into a family of metahumans, with parents, uncles, aunties and cousins all being renowned heroes acting across much of Oceanaia. Jackson, however, showed no signs of supernatural abilities at all throughout most of his childhood and adolesence.
Being surrounded by supers while being ordinary himself was difficut for Jackson, especially seeing the accolades and glory that were heaped on his relatives. Sure, he got to stand near them at some of the medal ceremonies, but it was frustrating to be constantly shown that he was unlikely to ever achieve anything to match the glory of his lineage.
After finishing school, Jackson was training to pursue a career as an auto machanic when his latent abilities finally showed through (or perhaps he finally discovered how to use them. Truly, he isn’t sure). Jackson was overjoyed at this discovery, and threw himself into super life, eager to prove himself and win glory. When the idea for the Champions was floated, he decided almost immediately to join. A role with the team would both suit his abilities and bring him the recognition he had wanted for so long.
Joining the team wasn’t all that he had hoped it would be. He found it difficult working with many of the members, and then Nagoya happened. That day, he was ill-preapred going into the battle, and was knocked unconscious almost as soon as the fighting broke out, by a cunk of debris thrown up by The Tortoise, no less. He only learned about what had happened after being dragged away and brought around after the fighting was done.
Having been thoroughly humiliated by the experience, The Jack resolved to make a fresh start for himself and the team. Their honour as a group had been tarnished, and they needed to restore that. The first step to accomplishing this goal, in his eyes at least, is to end the Splinter situation, either by bringing back those that turned away from the team and their goals, or by disbanding the other, less principled group. As for Jackson himself, he wants to take a more proactive role in chasing his dreams and seeing justice done. Things may have gone poorly at first, but being a Champion is still an opportunity he dreamed of but never thought he’d actually see.
Personally, Jackson is certainly eager to make his mark, which makes him less cautious than some of the other heroes, at times reaching into headstrong or outright brash behaviour. He’s a snarker, occasionally critical and agrumentative, but only because his heart is in the right place and he wants to see the right thing done.
Special Notes: That’s all for now.
Birth Name: Jackson Barnes
Alter Ego: The Jack
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Place of Origin: Sydney, Australia
Archetype: Metahuman
Allegiance: Champions
Appearance:
Powers/Skills: Jackson is able to grant one being the ability to use the supernatural abilities of another for a period of one hour. For this to occur, he must be touching both the donor and the recipient, and aware of the abilities being bestowed.
The ability can work in two modes during the time the change is in effect, either the original donor may continue to use their powers as normal, or, if Jackson chooses, they may be drained of them to fuel the transfer. Only one power set may be bestowed on any being at a time, and any attempts to grant a second will result in thei first being wiped. If the recipient had their own supernatural abilities before the transfer, they may continue to use them as normal. Jackson can choose to bestow powers on himself.
Equipment/Resources: The Jack keeps a number of useful items on the belt of his suit. These include a grappling hook, long-range taser, smoke bomb and syringes filled with anaesthetic to keep villains under control. A pair of goggles lets him see in bright or low light, as well as in infrared, and he uses a staff to defend himself in a meelee.
Biography: Jackson Barnes was born into a family of metahumans, with parents, uncles, aunties and cousins all being renowned heroes acting across much of Oceanaia. Jackson, however, showed no signs of supernatural abilities at all throughout most of his childhood and adolesence.
Being surrounded by supers while being ordinary himself was difficut for Jackson, especially seeing the accolades and glory that were heaped on his relatives. Sure, he got to stand near them at some of the medal ceremonies, but it was frustrating to be constantly shown that he was unlikely to ever achieve anything to match the glory of his lineage.
After finishing school, Jackson was training to pursue a career as an auto machanic when his latent abilities finally showed through (or perhaps he finally discovered how to use them. Truly, he isn’t sure). Jackson was overjoyed at this discovery, and threw himself into super life, eager to prove himself and win glory. When the idea for the Champions was floated, he decided almost immediately to join. A role with the team would both suit his abilities and bring him the recognition he had wanted for so long.
Joining the team wasn’t all that he had hoped it would be. He found it difficult working with many of the members, and then Nagoya happened. That day, he was ill-preapred going into the battle, and was knocked unconscious almost as soon as the fighting broke out, by a cunk of debris thrown up by The Tortoise, no less. He only learned about what had happened after being dragged away and brought around after the fighting was done.
Having been thoroughly humiliated by the experience, The Jack resolved to make a fresh start for himself and the team. Their honour as a group had been tarnished, and they needed to restore that. The first step to accomplishing this goal, in his eyes at least, is to end the Splinter situation, either by bringing back those that turned away from the team and their goals, or by disbanding the other, less principled group. As for Jackson himself, he wants to take a more proactive role in chasing his dreams and seeing justice done. Things may have gone poorly at first, but being a Champion is still an opportunity he dreamed of but never thought he’d actually see.
Personally, Jackson is certainly eager to make his mark, which makes him less cautious than some of the other heroes, at times reaching into headstrong or outright brash behaviour. He’s a snarker, occasionally critical and agrumentative, but only because his heart is in the right place and he wants to see the right thing done.
Special Notes: That’s all for now.
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@arca9 Looks good, accepted.
@DFTBA The only problem with your sheet is that metahumans, and by extension costumed superheroes, have only been a thing for a couple years at this point. This a world that is just discovering super powers, magic, and sci fi tech. To make your character work you could always make his family be decorated police officers or military members. And you can just say super powers instead of just supernatural powers when describing your character's ability, otherwise it implies he can only work with magic powers. Just my two cents.
@DFTBA The only problem with your sheet is that metahumans, and by extension costumed superheroes, have only been a thing for a couple years at this point. This a world that is just discovering super powers, magic, and sci fi tech. To make your character work you could always make his family be decorated police officers or military members. And you can just say super powers instead of just supernatural powers when describing your character's ability, otherwise it implies he can only work with magic powers. Just my two cents.
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Hey @Polyphemus, @MrDidact, I took a short break from writing up my Legacy post to edit an older CS I had lying around that I never got to use. Hope it fits in alright with this RP. I know there's already another 'mythical hero returned from the beyond to save the modern man' accepted, but I'm hoping Oddie's different enough from Lance for that not to matter. If not let me know, and I'll see what else I got floating up in the old noodle.
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ALTER EGO:
GENDER:
AGE:
COUNTRY OF ORIGIN:
ARCHETYPE:
ALLEGIANCE:
POWERS/SKILLS:
Equipment/Resources:
Biography:
Special Notes:
BIRTH NAME:
Odysseus of Ithaka
ALTER EGO:
N/A
GENDER:
Male
AGE:
Biologically in his late-twenties. Technically a whole lot older.
COUNTRY OF ORIGIN:
Greece, specifically the island of Ithaka.
ARCHETYPE:
Gifted, though he finds himself the pawn of Supernatural beings.
ALLEGIANCE:
The Champions
POWERS/SKILLS:
Damn good at archery, almost preternaturally so, a magnificent knife fighter, and an adept swordsman. A lifetimes experience of fighting foes who are bigger and stronger than he is, having to use his intelligence to supplement his own respectively meagre abilities. Unmatched cunning, with a genius level understanding of human psychology, though he was born centuries before psychology even became a 'thing'.
However he is just a human (to the consternation of the Olympians.) His past successes have made him overconfident, almost to the point of arrogance, as he's usually of the mind that he's the smartest man in the room. While often true, that assumption may one day prove his downfall. As he was an old man when he 'died' he is now an old soul placed into a young man's body, and as such he has trouble controlling his new, youth sharpened passions. Anger and annoyance are forever closer to the surface than he remembers them being before, something that he's still not quite got the hang of controlling yet, throwing of the unflappable cool he remembers cultivating in his past life.
On top of his strengths and weaknesses it should be noted that for Oddie, killing is a last resort, but it is still a resort. While he'd rather diffuse a situation with words and cunning, if it comes down to violence he's jaded enough to realize that sometimes violent altercations end violently, meaning somebody has to die. And he'll be damned if that somebody is him, not before he's finished his divine mission.
However he is just a human (to the consternation of the Olympians.) His past successes have made him overconfident, almost to the point of arrogance, as he's usually of the mind that he's the smartest man in the room. While often true, that assumption may one day prove his downfall. As he was an old man when he 'died' he is now an old soul placed into a young man's body, and as such he has trouble controlling his new, youth sharpened passions. Anger and annoyance are forever closer to the surface than he remembers them being before, something that he's still not quite got the hang of controlling yet, throwing of the unflappable cool he remembers cultivating in his past life.
On top of his strengths and weaknesses it should be noted that for Oddie, killing is a last resort, but it is still a resort. While he'd rather diffuse a situation with words and cunning, if it comes down to violence he's jaded enough to realize that sometimes violent altercations end violently, meaning somebody has to die. And he'll be damned if that somebody is him, not before he's finished his divine mission.
Equipment/Resources:
Light armour, forged by Hephaestus. The breastplate is nigh-unbreakable, as are the vambraces and greaves, though his arms, legs and head - as an archer he dislikes wearing helmets - are left bare. On top of that, the armour isn't shock proof, meaning a powerful enough blow, while unable to pierce the metal, could still kill Oddie. Like an egg inside a tin can that is dropped from height, his insides would be scrambled.
His fabled bow, capable of sending an arrow straight through seven axe heads. (the legends might claim it was axe handles, but this was one of the few times that they undersold the reality.) It seems to have weathered the years even better than Odysseus himself, though he suspects the hand of Hephaestus in that miracle.
He wears a quiver of thirty, carbon-steel headed arrows upon his back, along with a kopis sword and a long dagger at his side. He keeps several throwing knives secreted about his person.
Oddie is independently wealthy after some wise investments of his initial gold pieces, and money that his book series have brought him.
He lives in a houseboat, named 'Penelope'.
His fabled bow, capable of sending an arrow straight through seven axe heads. (the legends might claim it was axe handles, but this was one of the few times that they undersold the reality.) It seems to have weathered the years even better than Odysseus himself, though he suspects the hand of Hephaestus in that miracle.
He wears a quiver of thirty, carbon-steel headed arrows upon his back, along with a kopis sword and a long dagger at his side. He keeps several throwing knives secreted about his person.
Oddie is independently wealthy after some wise investments of his initial gold pieces, and money that his book series have brought him.
He lives in a houseboat, named 'Penelope'.
Biography:
You been living under a rock for the last two thousand-plus years? No? Good, then you know Odysseus' story. The Illiad, the Odyssey, the whole Epic Cycle, it's all true. I wont bore you with the time-worn details, but suffice to say that the King Of Ithaka lived a long and interesting life, had some fairly unique adventures, captured the imaginations of the common man, and died at a ripe old age. At the last he'd figured that the God's of Olympus had finished with him, and that he'd get to while out the rest of eternity in the Elysian Fields, with his beloved Penelope at his side.
How wrong he was.
You see back then the Olympians were the top dogs on the block, with plenty of worshipers making all sorts of prayers, sacrifices, and entreaties to them, which was good because prayer is the currency of the Gods. Since then their fortunes have fallen pretty sharp though, not least because of a little thing called Christianity coming along and blowing them out the water, followed quickly by the apathy towards religion created by modern science in 20th century man.
Zeus and crew are down on their luck these days, but they still dream of the dizzying heights they'd once held, and would do almost anything to get it back. Their latest scheme was to jump onto the 'superhero' bandwagon, and create a masked crusader of their own, one that would inspire the common man to glory the old Gods once more. Zeuz, Poseidon, and Athena convinced the lord Hades – the one God still in ascendancy since people still had to die regardless if they believed in him or not - to help them bring back one of their greatest heroes to serve in the role. Heracles, Perseus, Achilles, any fine demi-god would do.
Unfortunately they got Odysseus.
Zeus was appalled. No mere mortal, regardless of how cunning, would prove equal to the task. He demanded that Hades send the king of Ithaka back to the Elysian Fields, and to fetch him a real hero. It was too late though, as Hades' power was spent, and they'd be forced to wait until he was back to full strength, which could take years.
Athena managed to convince Zeus to allow Odysseus the chance to attempt the task of bringing glory to the God's in the mean time – an act that angered Odysseus himself, as he wanted nothing more than to return to the rest that he'd rightfully earned his first go-round. He argued against it, but arguing against the Goddess of Wisdom is like trying to hold back the tide with a pebble. Eventually he acquiesced, but only after the Olympians agreed to send him back to Elysian when the job was done. He was given boons to help him in his task; light armour forged by Hephastus, a pouch of gold, and his old bow, and told to go an bring glory back to the Gods.
And that's exactly what he set out to do.
His first task was to learn more about this bizarre new world he found himself in, as the Olympian's had neglected to educate him in even the smallest of details about the twentieth century. He nearly had a heart attack upon entering the first modern city he came across. How far man had come! Though he was quick to discover that man's progress was not but an outward deceit hiding his stagnant core when a grubby street dweller tried to rob Oddie upon learning the former King of Ithaka was a clueless immigrant. The attempted robbery ended in bloody fashion for the hapless thief, though the incident reassured Odysseus that he wasn't in such foreign territory after all. Men where still men, even in this new age of wonders.
It took him over two years to learn the major modern languages, then get himself up to speed on both ancient and modern history, though during all that time he prepared himself for his next step. By the time he felt secure enough in his knowledge of this new world to begin actively bringing glory to the Olympians, he'd already set out his entire plan. He would fight 'injustice' like so many other costumed heroes, but instead of toiling away for little recognition and a vague sense of accomplishment like the others, he would instead chronicle his tales, then sell them to the public, all while using his 'novels' to praise the old Gods, while encouraging the public to do likewise.
The plan was a near instant success. Millions of people worldwide lapped up his tales of adventure and heroism, buying his novels by the truck load. True, some more discerning readers realized the works where nothing more than propaganda dressed up as escapist fantasy, but their protestations went largely unheard. Oddie was an overnight sensation, and it surprised no one when, two years later, he was invited to join the newly-formed Champions.
Things went smoothly for the most part. Odysseus proved himself a boon member on dozens of occasions, even if his antiquity-styled morality didn't quite mesh with the softer values of today's heroes. More than once he was pulled up for the barbaric fashion that he dealt with some enemies, though he always stood by his actions and choices.
Before the Nagoya incident, during the planning stage, Odysseus argued against informing the local police and authorities of the Champions sting operation. The more people in the know, he said, the more likely the criminals would learn of the action. His concerns were batted down though, as other members insisted that the local authorities had to be involved, or it would seem that the Champions where overstepping their bounds. As has so often been the case, Oddie was proven right, as when the attack began, it quickly became apparent that the crooks were ready for them. The former king fought like a man possessed, felling several foemen, even mortally wounding a famed super-powered mercenary named Shinigami. It wasn't enough though, and the whole operation ended in disaster.
In the aftermath Oddie refused to help in the clean up, insisting that if his fellows had just listened to him none of this chaos would have transpired, and that if they were so keen to let the proper authorities intervene to begin with, then the proper authorities can handle the clean up. Public perception soured against him considerably in the aftermath of these comments, especially after the media found out just how many bodies where found on the scene with one of his arrows through them, though for once he was too preoccupied to care. Instead his attention fixed upon the new Schism between heroes. He remembered the last time that a rift like that was driven between two groups of remarkable men and women, a rift that led to a war the likes of which was never seen before, or since, and felt his blood run cold at the memory.
For once he doesn't care about his mission from the Gods, nor getting back to his fair Penelope, or his own self-aggrandizement.
Now all he cares about is stopping a war before it has a chance to begin.
How wrong he was.
You see back then the Olympians were the top dogs on the block, with plenty of worshipers making all sorts of prayers, sacrifices, and entreaties to them, which was good because prayer is the currency of the Gods. Since then their fortunes have fallen pretty sharp though, not least because of a little thing called Christianity coming along and blowing them out the water, followed quickly by the apathy towards religion created by modern science in 20th century man.
Zeus and crew are down on their luck these days, but they still dream of the dizzying heights they'd once held, and would do almost anything to get it back. Their latest scheme was to jump onto the 'superhero' bandwagon, and create a masked crusader of their own, one that would inspire the common man to glory the old Gods once more. Zeuz, Poseidon, and Athena convinced the lord Hades – the one God still in ascendancy since people still had to die regardless if they believed in him or not - to help them bring back one of their greatest heroes to serve in the role. Heracles, Perseus, Achilles, any fine demi-god would do.
Unfortunately they got Odysseus.
Zeus was appalled. No mere mortal, regardless of how cunning, would prove equal to the task. He demanded that Hades send the king of Ithaka back to the Elysian Fields, and to fetch him a real hero. It was too late though, as Hades' power was spent, and they'd be forced to wait until he was back to full strength, which could take years.
Athena managed to convince Zeus to allow Odysseus the chance to attempt the task of bringing glory to the God's in the mean time – an act that angered Odysseus himself, as he wanted nothing more than to return to the rest that he'd rightfully earned his first go-round. He argued against it, but arguing against the Goddess of Wisdom is like trying to hold back the tide with a pebble. Eventually he acquiesced, but only after the Olympians agreed to send him back to Elysian when the job was done. He was given boons to help him in his task; light armour forged by Hephastus, a pouch of gold, and his old bow, and told to go an bring glory back to the Gods.
And that's exactly what he set out to do.
His first task was to learn more about this bizarre new world he found himself in, as the Olympian's had neglected to educate him in even the smallest of details about the twentieth century. He nearly had a heart attack upon entering the first modern city he came across. How far man had come! Though he was quick to discover that man's progress was not but an outward deceit hiding his stagnant core when a grubby street dweller tried to rob Oddie upon learning the former King of Ithaka was a clueless immigrant. The attempted robbery ended in bloody fashion for the hapless thief, though the incident reassured Odysseus that he wasn't in such foreign territory after all. Men where still men, even in this new age of wonders.
It took him over two years to learn the major modern languages, then get himself up to speed on both ancient and modern history, though during all that time he prepared himself for his next step. By the time he felt secure enough in his knowledge of this new world to begin actively bringing glory to the Olympians, he'd already set out his entire plan. He would fight 'injustice' like so many other costumed heroes, but instead of toiling away for little recognition and a vague sense of accomplishment like the others, he would instead chronicle his tales, then sell them to the public, all while using his 'novels' to praise the old Gods, while encouraging the public to do likewise.
The plan was a near instant success. Millions of people worldwide lapped up his tales of adventure and heroism, buying his novels by the truck load. True, some more discerning readers realized the works where nothing more than propaganda dressed up as escapist fantasy, but their protestations went largely unheard. Oddie was an overnight sensation, and it surprised no one when, two years later, he was invited to join the newly-formed Champions.
Things went smoothly for the most part. Odysseus proved himself a boon member on dozens of occasions, even if his antiquity-styled morality didn't quite mesh with the softer values of today's heroes. More than once he was pulled up for the barbaric fashion that he dealt with some enemies, though he always stood by his actions and choices.
Before the Nagoya incident, during the planning stage, Odysseus argued against informing the local police and authorities of the Champions sting operation. The more people in the know, he said, the more likely the criminals would learn of the action. His concerns were batted down though, as other members insisted that the local authorities had to be involved, or it would seem that the Champions where overstepping their bounds. As has so often been the case, Oddie was proven right, as when the attack began, it quickly became apparent that the crooks were ready for them. The former king fought like a man possessed, felling several foemen, even mortally wounding a famed super-powered mercenary named Shinigami. It wasn't enough though, and the whole operation ended in disaster.
In the aftermath Oddie refused to help in the clean up, insisting that if his fellows had just listened to him none of this chaos would have transpired, and that if they were so keen to let the proper authorities intervene to begin with, then the proper authorities can handle the clean up. Public perception soured against him considerably in the aftermath of these comments, especially after the media found out just how many bodies where found on the scene with one of his arrows through them, though for once he was too preoccupied to care. Instead his attention fixed upon the new Schism between heroes. He remembered the last time that a rift like that was driven between two groups of remarkable men and women, a rift that led to a war the likes of which was never seen before, or since, and felt his blood run cold at the memory.
For once he doesn't care about his mission from the Gods, nor getting back to his fair Penelope, or his own self-aggrandizement.
Now all he cares about is stopping a war before it has a chance to begin.
Special Notes:
In the last three years Oddie has built up something of a personal rogues gallery. From the classically inspired Steel Siren, Madame Medusa and the Gargantuan Gorgons to the 21st century styled Jack Frost, Tyrannous Hex and Captain Chronos, as well as some familiar faces from Oddie's own past like the seductive sorceress Circe, and the hideous cyclops Polyphemus. On top of that he's cultivated something of a rivalry with Henry Freeman, better known as the hero 'Aegis'. Henry looks down upon what he see's as Oddie's underhand and deceitful tactics, while Oddie believes Henry is a naive idiot who's been given far too much power for his own good.
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Polyphemus They/ Them
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and the hideous cyclops Polyphemus.
how dare you
In seriousness, though, Odysseus looks great! Consider him accepted. I'm very glad you're feeling better and happy to have you join our little RP.
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how dare you
In seriousness, though, Odysseus looks great! Consider him accepted. I'm very glad you're feeling better and happy to have you join our little RP.
I was going to go with 'vengeful cyclops Polyphemus', but then realized hideous just seemed to be so right.
Thanks, I'll fire him over to the CS page.
@DFTBA The only problem with your sheet is that metahumans, and by extension costumed superheroes, have only been a thing for a couple years at this point. This a world that is just discovering super powers, magic, and sci fi tech. To make your character work you could always make his family be decorated police officers or military members. And you can just say super powers instead of just supernatural powers when describing your character's ability, otherwise it implies he can only work with magic powers. Just my two cents.
Fair point. Would this be acceptable as a replacement first paragraph in the biography section?
Jackson Barnes was born into a family of elven blood, with many of his relatives showing magical abilities. While the reemergence of magic into the world and the rise of heroes is relatively recent, members of the Barnes family have long been using their abilities to help mankind. They had to do it covertly, of course, but nonetheless, their command of magic made them into well-known figures.
Barneses performed miraculous surgeries, multiplied funds for charity, and pulled off super-human feats as detectives, search and rescue personnel and military operatives. To be a Barnes was to be great. Jackson, however, showed no signs of supernatural abilities at all throughout most of his childhood and adolescence.
Barneses performed miraculous surgeries, multiplied funds for charity, and pulled off super-human feats as detectives, search and rescue personnel and military operatives. To be a Barnes was to be great. Jackson, however, showed no signs of supernatural abilities at all throughout most of his childhood and adolescence.
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@Polyphemus@MrDidact
Considering we are all over the world, do you have any idea how the characters will be interacting? And do we have a name yet for this splinter group, or are you leaving us to decide this?
Considering we are all over the world, do you have any idea how the characters will be interacting? And do we have a name yet for this splinter group, or are you leaving us to decide this?
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@DFTBA Oh yeah that should be fine. Add in that part and make one further thing clear. If his powers are based on magic do they affect all abilities or just magic powers? Can he also get the skills of Gifted NPCs and PCs? Clear that up and consider the character accepted.
@EkkoRhodes The PCs are all from different countries but this is almost immediately after the Nagoya incident. So everyone is in the vicinity of Japan at the moment. And it's up to the Splinter players to decide a name.
@EkkoRhodes The PCs are all from different countries but this is almost immediately after the Nagoya incident. So everyone is in the vicinity of Japan at the moment. And it's up to the Splinter players to decide a name.
@Polyphemus I've recently joined more RP's than I thought I would, including one of a good friend of mine. I no longer think that I can give this RP the attention it deserves if I did join, and will retract my interest for now.
@DFTBA Oh yeah that should be fine. Add in that part and make one further thing clear. If his powers are based on magic do they affect all abilities or just magic powers? Can he also get the skills of Gifted NPCs and PCs? Clear that up and consider the character accepted.
I'll say it is limited to supernatural and metahuman type abilities only, simply because it would be messy trying to work out how augmentation and gifted abilities might be transferred.
EkkoRhodes
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@MrDidact My character was not affiliated with the champions, could it be that she came in part of a response team?
GreenGoat Harmless Flower Person
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So we all start very near Nagoya right? I'll have mine drop in there with a jet or something.
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MrD is right. It's about a week after the Nagoya Incident. You guys stuck around to answer questions/ recover in the hospital/ help with the recovery effort. And plenty of time for a falling out, of course.
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@MrDidact@Polyphemus
Birth Name: Cypress Hecate Mara
Alter Ego: Friction
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Country of Operation: Canada / Alberta
Archetype: Metahuman
Allegiance: Champions
Appearance: Cy is a 6 foot tall platinum blonde with dangerous curves. Her eyes are a blueish green and her face freckled. Her skin is a creamy alabaster and she is usually dressed in a provocative manner her favorite clothing is leather.
Powers/Skills: Friction Manipulation- by imparting her power into any thing she chooses Cypress can manipulate, generate and otherwise control friction, the force resisting the relative motion of solid surfaces, fluid layers, and material elements sliding against each other, ie. whether the contact causes the movement to stop (sticking the targets together) or continue.
By decreasing her skin and clothing's friction Cypress is so slippery that she is able to skid across a flat surface at great speeds her movements resembling more those of an Ice skater than a sprinter Her skin and clothing in this state can even deflect kinetic energy attacks such as bullets, swords, knives or even liquid attacks. If she is caught in a trap or stuck in a bind, Cypress can just slip away unless completely enclosed.
Inertia Manipulation- This ability allows Cypress to manipulate inertia, basically the amount of resistance matter has to a change in motion or stay at rest by increasing, decreasing and/or maintaining it. She can increase object’s inertia causing an immobile object to be even more immovable, or to make a mobile object unstoppable. She can also reduce an object’s inertia, so a normally powerful object, such as a train, could have its course of motion interrupted with the same effort as would be required to stop a bicycle.
Also by manipulating inertia Cypress is able to simulate super strength but only in a horizontal plane.
Example: She could theoretically once she plants her feet push a stranded Super tanker back out to sea but she can only lift 250 pounds over her head.
(Limitations- to exercise her inertia control on objects other than her own person requires that Cypress herself come to a stop and make herself a stationary target.)
Skills: Hockey, Parkor, Computer programing, Hacking, Kenjutsu an Akido
Equipment/Resources: Weapons: 6 Throwing knives 2 Tanto
Gear: Tech ruggedized Cell phone
Biography: Born to a dead mother in the aftermath of a gulf coast hurricane. That flooded her entire town Cypress was barely alive and would have died except that her father a Swedish merchant sailor like any parent refused to allow it. Then as the storm raged around them he named her Cypress after the tree they found refuge in.
While the storm raged for about six hours the tidal surge pulled father and daughter out to sea where they drifted without hope. They were finally rescued three days after she was born by the Coast Guard. The men aboard the Coast Guard Cutter thought her survival a miracle and lavished her with attention.
Her father clung to life five days after the rescue but then like her mother and 78 members of the community she was from died of chemical poisoning.
An orphan Cypress was remanded over to her mother's family in Alberta where she went to live. What should have been the beginning of a beautiful story was anything but as her family neglected her and only kept her around as a way to collect on her father's pension. Eventually due to their neglect Cypress fell ill and had to be taken to the hospital where the authorities took her from them.
She was then raised in a children's group home where at the age of 11 she began demonstrating powers and was taken to Project Orchid Canada's Meta program with the eventual purpose that she become a Champion.
Her training was intense but focused more athletics at an early age than combat it being thought of as unethical to subject a minor to such. Akido and Kenjutsu were also more competitive sport style than full fledged combat and her training in Hockey to hone her movement. Later when she was 16 the project focused on the more aggressive styles of her martial arts and the power moves of Hockey.
While they trained her to use her body the project also saw to her schooling knowing that a well rounded schooling benefited their ends as well. She excelled in classroom studies especially in the field of computers developing the ability to make an excellent hacker and or computer programmer.
It was because she was finishing a project at the project that Friction avoided attend the meeting at Nagoya and thus escaped the direct guilt of those that had attended. Cy could use her location during the incident as and excuse but chose not to by appearing on CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation) and offering her country's sympathy to the people of Japan but her own apology as well.
Special Notes: Because of the Nagoya Incident Cypress has vowed to atone for all the damage done by becoming the most skilled at power use ever known so that no civilian shall ever suffer for her mistakes. To accomplish her goal she trains constantly honing her power use to a razor sharp edge.
She appears on children's shows, does interviews and service announcements.
She has no secret identity living on Canadian military or Mounted Police bases.
Birth Name: Cypress Hecate Mara
Alter Ego: Friction
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Country of Operation: Canada / Alberta
Archetype: Metahuman
Allegiance: Champions
Appearance: Cy is a 6 foot tall platinum blonde with dangerous curves. Her eyes are a blueish green and her face freckled. Her skin is a creamy alabaster and she is usually dressed in a provocative manner her favorite clothing is leather.
Powers/Skills: Friction Manipulation- by imparting her power into any thing she chooses Cypress can manipulate, generate and otherwise control friction, the force resisting the relative motion of solid surfaces, fluid layers, and material elements sliding against each other, ie. whether the contact causes the movement to stop (sticking the targets together) or continue.
By decreasing her skin and clothing's friction Cypress is so slippery that she is able to skid across a flat surface at great speeds her movements resembling more those of an Ice skater than a sprinter Her skin and clothing in this state can even deflect kinetic energy attacks such as bullets, swords, knives or even liquid attacks. If she is caught in a trap or stuck in a bind, Cypress can just slip away unless completely enclosed.
Inertia Manipulation- This ability allows Cypress to manipulate inertia, basically the amount of resistance matter has to a change in motion or stay at rest by increasing, decreasing and/or maintaining it. She can increase object’s inertia causing an immobile object to be even more immovable, or to make a mobile object unstoppable. She can also reduce an object’s inertia, so a normally powerful object, such as a train, could have its course of motion interrupted with the same effort as would be required to stop a bicycle.
Also by manipulating inertia Cypress is able to simulate super strength but only in a horizontal plane.
Example: She could theoretically once she plants her feet push a stranded Super tanker back out to sea but she can only lift 250 pounds over her head.
(Limitations- to exercise her inertia control on objects other than her own person requires that Cypress herself come to a stop and make herself a stationary target.)
Skills: Hockey, Parkor, Computer programing, Hacking, Kenjutsu an Akido
Equipment/Resources: Weapons: 6 Throwing knives 2 Tanto
Gear: Tech ruggedized Cell phone
Biography: Born to a dead mother in the aftermath of a gulf coast hurricane. That flooded her entire town Cypress was barely alive and would have died except that her father a Swedish merchant sailor like any parent refused to allow it. Then as the storm raged around them he named her Cypress after the tree they found refuge in.
While the storm raged for about six hours the tidal surge pulled father and daughter out to sea where they drifted without hope. They were finally rescued three days after she was born by the Coast Guard. The men aboard the Coast Guard Cutter thought her survival a miracle and lavished her with attention.
Her father clung to life five days after the rescue but then like her mother and 78 members of the community she was from died of chemical poisoning.
An orphan Cypress was remanded over to her mother's family in Alberta where she went to live. What should have been the beginning of a beautiful story was anything but as her family neglected her and only kept her around as a way to collect on her father's pension. Eventually due to their neglect Cypress fell ill and had to be taken to the hospital where the authorities took her from them.
She was then raised in a children's group home where at the age of 11 she began demonstrating powers and was taken to Project Orchid Canada's Meta program with the eventual purpose that she become a Champion.
Her training was intense but focused more athletics at an early age than combat it being thought of as unethical to subject a minor to such. Akido and Kenjutsu were also more competitive sport style than full fledged combat and her training in Hockey to hone her movement. Later when she was 16 the project focused on the more aggressive styles of her martial arts and the power moves of Hockey.
While they trained her to use her body the project also saw to her schooling knowing that a well rounded schooling benefited their ends as well. She excelled in classroom studies especially in the field of computers developing the ability to make an excellent hacker and or computer programmer.
It was because she was finishing a project at the project that Friction avoided attend the meeting at Nagoya and thus escaped the direct guilt of those that had attended. Cy could use her location during the incident as and excuse but chose not to by appearing on CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation) and offering her country's sympathy to the people of Japan but her own apology as well.
Special Notes: Because of the Nagoya Incident Cypress has vowed to atone for all the damage done by becoming the most skilled at power use ever known so that no civilian shall ever suffer for her mistakes. To accomplish her goal she trains constantly honing her power use to a razor sharp edge.
She appears on children's shows, does interviews and service announcements.
She has no secret identity living on Canadian military or Mounted Police bases.
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MrDidact The Watcher on the Wall
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Seen
5 yrs ago
@EkkoRhodes Your character might have decided to show up to help out, or they have a relationship with another character, any reason you think would be appropriate should be fine.
@vietmyke Don't worry about it, the doors always open, and I hope your other games go great!
@GreenGoat Same thing with Ekko, there's a ton of options. It's not unrealistic for so many supers to converge on such a huge event.
@RumikoOhara Awesome! Accepted, go ahead and put her in the CS tab. I'm guessing she came to Japan to support the team?
Also Poly already put me in the tab, but you guys can check out my CS if you missed it. Splinter team, behold your guide and mentor
@vietmyke Don't worry about it, the doors always open, and I hope your other games go great!
@GreenGoat Same thing with Ekko, there's a ton of options. It's not unrealistic for so many supers to converge on such a huge event.
@RumikoOhara Awesome! Accepted, go ahead and put her in the CS tab. I'm guessing she came to Japan to support the team?
Also Poly already put me in the tab, but you guys can check out my CS if you missed it. Splinter team, behold your guide and mentor
Birth Name: Jack Cochran
Alter Ego: Red Jack
Gender: Male
Age: Physically in his late teens or early twenties, actual age thirty, and he'll look that young for a long time
Country of Origin: America, East Coast
Archetype: Supernatural
Allegiance: Splinter
Appearance: Red Jack is a tall broad shouldered man with sculpted features. He has perfect white teeth and the picture perfect musculature of a model. Those alone would make him a beautiful man, but his natural violet eyes and silver hair with his soft caramel skin give him an exotic almost ethereal allure. When enraged or in the joy of battle, his eyes turn a starling blood red. His ears are subtly pointed. In combat he wears black unicorn fur with minimal fae steel plating and a red head wrap covering his face and neck. When he kills a particularly worthy foe he dips his scarf in their blood. The original color of the scarf is unknown.
Powers/Skills: Red Jack is a painter who only uses one color, guess which. Red Jack is a talented killer who trained in combat since he could hold a blade. He prefers to use his custom forged fae steel hand-and-a-half sword in tandem with a Desert Eagle in combat. Jack also likes his knives, carrying a variety of blades hidden on his person, there's always one in reach of his hand ready to fling into an opponent. He is stronger, faster, and more durable than a normal human due to his fae heritage. Jack has very subtle powers of persuasion, able to mentally nudge people into whatever emotional direction he desires. When enraged or damaged enough Jack will fly into a killer rage, his speed and strength are even greater but he becomes a beast that can barely distinguish between friend or foe. He hates being in this state, preferring to fight with his usual deadly grace and skill. His inhuman powers are also his curse, Jack deals with barely restrained urges for blood and violence on a daily basis.
Equipment/Resources: A set of custom-fitted fabric and armor. The fabric is made from unicorn skin and is soft and supple to the touch. While the metal is intricately made fae steel with elegant curving patterns in the metal. The tight black leather doublet and breeches covers his whole body while the silver armor protects his upper arms, forearms, shins, and chest. The leather is enchanted and will completely stop knives and small arms fire up to military grade assault rifles. The armor will deflect most blunt force blows and provides protection from energy attacks, magical and otherwise.
He wears red fingerless gloves and footwraps. His scarf is a family heirloom, worn by his father and his father before him down a long bloody line of Redcaps. Jack also has an enormous amount of blades on his person, including two wrist mounted hidden knives. Jack goes to battle with his bastard sword strapped to his back and his nickle plated, ivory handled hand cannon strapped to his thigh. The bloody armored helm of his family is affixed to his breast in his pin, a symbol of his status which allows him to access his family's considerable resources.
Biography: Jack is the second son in a family of faeries. His mother was a woodland sprite and his father is a Redcap, a fae with a genetic predisposition for murder. Their coupling was passionate but brief as the nature of Fae encounters often was and Jack was born in one of New York City's many "Shadow Towns", hidden communities of supernatural beings living among mortals. His mother was a city dweller inconstantly and preferred to spend time in her beloved woods upstate, taking her son with her and teaching him of the beauty of life and nature. Her father, the clan chief, however did not want to raise a Red Son among his people and sent Jack off to live with his father. Jack's formative years were spent on Cochran Manor in upstate New York. His father, a prolific Winter Court assassin, took an interest in his strong son, for he only had one other son among many daughters and said older brother was a more bookish sort. His mother occasionally came to call on him at the manor, and one year he had a full-blood sister, his favorite sibling.
Jack received the finest instruction in all the myriad arts of combat and killing. He grew up the favorite child, with every luxury and none of the responsibility of being his father's heir. As soon as he hit puberty he began feeling the murderous urges, only barely balanced out by the more gentle nature of his mother's people. Jack followed in his father's footsteps and slaked his lust for blood by pursuing countless liaisons with beings of multiple races. He became his father's apprentice, accompanying him on several of his contracts for both Winter Courtesans and other beings supernatural and mortal. Jack gained quite a few notches on his built and scratches on his bedpost before he reached twenty. Jack acquired the name Red Jack in the annual Winter Court tourney, where he won in a melee that had Winter Knights, Orges, and Trolls. Jack became quite infamous among his kin, his bloodlust and actual lust legendary even for their family. His mother's clan for the most part shunned him, his violent nature making him anathema to the clan's pacifistic philosophy. For her part his mother did her best to balance out her son.
Red Jack begun taking contracts on his own, his mother's teachings and sensibilities compelling him to only seek violence against those he deemed despicable. It wasn't perfect but it was something. Jack's life went like that for years, killing anonymous hordes and having strings of anonymous lovers. When their shadow world exploded into the public eye with the rise of the superheroes, Jack received a much needed shot in the arm. He was one of the first Fae to embrace public life and became a "superhero", his looks and charm endearing him in the public eye while he amassed a reputation as a skilled fighter. He was a team leader in the Champions and one of their best field operatives. He filled another role that only him and a handful of Champions knew about.
Jack was the team's personal hatchet man, taking care of problems in a way that no other Champion could. Whenever there was too much red tape to take someone down legally, whenever they were too much of a threat to remain alive, or whenever plain old revenge was needed, Red Jack was the solution. Nobody outside of the team and very very few inside knew about his role. Jack left no evidence linking the incidents back to them, and Jack had "disappeared" a handful of criminals in the group's short history. Jack's occasional wetwork coupled with bedding rabid fans kept his urges in check. He assuaged his desire for a noble life through his superheroics and he made quite a few friends and bed mates among his colleagues in the Champions.
Nagoya was where things stopped being fun. For his part, Jack didn't contribute to the operation breaking down but he was in the thick of the fighting that came afterward. He lost too many friends that day and over the course of the battle, he started to lose it, taking wounds and becoming more brutal in his takedowns. Eventually he slipped into the blood rage and went on a rampage, slashing necks and stabbing criminals indiscriminately. His final body count was somewhere in the low dozens. Luckily for him his allies knew what was going on and steered civilians away from him and steered clear of his vicinity as he did his bloody work. The camera footage of the affair was quite frightening, with him laughing and yelling and perhaps even moaning in arousal as he snapped necks and ripped out throats. A few of them had tried to surrender. The whole affair was a red haze to him, he remembered almost none of it.
The public backlash that followed angered him even further. Who were the humans to blame him and his friends for the affair? They were ungrateful, moronic, disgusting. Some of the Champions were almost as bad in their arguments. Jack scoffed at the idea of facing legal action and forcibly removed any authorities who tried. His days were filled with frantic damage control and arguments and public censure while his nights were haunted by frustrated lovemaking and vivid nightmares. Eventually Jack just couldn't take it anymore and promptly led the Splinter movement to break off from the Champions, seeking to start over fresh. Jack's goal is to do what the Champions can't and hunt down the criminal groups he believes responsible for the massacre, seeking to brutally destroy those organizations from top to bottom and damn the consequences.
Special Notes: Jack is openly pansexual and not shy about it. Pursuing his sexual desires helps to alleviate his violent ones. He has quite a few bastard children living in the manor, he tries to show up for birthdays.
Alter Ego: Red Jack
Gender: Male
Age: Physically in his late teens or early twenties, actual age thirty, and he'll look that young for a long time
Country of Origin: America, East Coast
Archetype: Supernatural
Allegiance: Splinter
Appearance: Red Jack is a tall broad shouldered man with sculpted features. He has perfect white teeth and the picture perfect musculature of a model. Those alone would make him a beautiful man, but his natural violet eyes and silver hair with his soft caramel skin give him an exotic almost ethereal allure. When enraged or in the joy of battle, his eyes turn a starling blood red. His ears are subtly pointed. In combat he wears black unicorn fur with minimal fae steel plating and a red head wrap covering his face and neck. When he kills a particularly worthy foe he dips his scarf in their blood. The original color of the scarf is unknown.
Powers/Skills: Red Jack is a painter who only uses one color, guess which. Red Jack is a talented killer who trained in combat since he could hold a blade. He prefers to use his custom forged fae steel hand-and-a-half sword in tandem with a Desert Eagle in combat. Jack also likes his knives, carrying a variety of blades hidden on his person, there's always one in reach of his hand ready to fling into an opponent. He is stronger, faster, and more durable than a normal human due to his fae heritage. Jack has very subtle powers of persuasion, able to mentally nudge people into whatever emotional direction he desires. When enraged or damaged enough Jack will fly into a killer rage, his speed and strength are even greater but he becomes a beast that can barely distinguish between friend or foe. He hates being in this state, preferring to fight with his usual deadly grace and skill. His inhuman powers are also his curse, Jack deals with barely restrained urges for blood and violence on a daily basis.
Equipment/Resources: A set of custom-fitted fabric and armor. The fabric is made from unicorn skin and is soft and supple to the touch. While the metal is intricately made fae steel with elegant curving patterns in the metal. The tight black leather doublet and breeches covers his whole body while the silver armor protects his upper arms, forearms, shins, and chest. The leather is enchanted and will completely stop knives and small arms fire up to military grade assault rifles. The armor will deflect most blunt force blows and provides protection from energy attacks, magical and otherwise.
He wears red fingerless gloves and footwraps. His scarf is a family heirloom, worn by his father and his father before him down a long bloody line of Redcaps. Jack also has an enormous amount of blades on his person, including two wrist mounted hidden knives. Jack goes to battle with his bastard sword strapped to his back and his nickle plated, ivory handled hand cannon strapped to his thigh. The bloody armored helm of his family is affixed to his breast in his pin, a symbol of his status which allows him to access his family's considerable resources.
Biography: Jack is the second son in a family of faeries. His mother was a woodland sprite and his father is a Redcap, a fae with a genetic predisposition for murder. Their coupling was passionate but brief as the nature of Fae encounters often was and Jack was born in one of New York City's many "Shadow Towns", hidden communities of supernatural beings living among mortals. His mother was a city dweller inconstantly and preferred to spend time in her beloved woods upstate, taking her son with her and teaching him of the beauty of life and nature. Her father, the clan chief, however did not want to raise a Red Son among his people and sent Jack off to live with his father. Jack's formative years were spent on Cochran Manor in upstate New York. His father, a prolific Winter Court assassin, took an interest in his strong son, for he only had one other son among many daughters and said older brother was a more bookish sort. His mother occasionally came to call on him at the manor, and one year he had a full-blood sister, his favorite sibling.
Jack received the finest instruction in all the myriad arts of combat and killing. He grew up the favorite child, with every luxury and none of the responsibility of being his father's heir. As soon as he hit puberty he began feeling the murderous urges, only barely balanced out by the more gentle nature of his mother's people. Jack followed in his father's footsteps and slaked his lust for blood by pursuing countless liaisons with beings of multiple races. He became his father's apprentice, accompanying him on several of his contracts for both Winter Courtesans and other beings supernatural and mortal. Jack gained quite a few notches on his built and scratches on his bedpost before he reached twenty. Jack acquired the name Red Jack in the annual Winter Court tourney, where he won in a melee that had Winter Knights, Orges, and Trolls. Jack became quite infamous among his kin, his bloodlust and actual lust legendary even for their family. His mother's clan for the most part shunned him, his violent nature making him anathema to the clan's pacifistic philosophy. For her part his mother did her best to balance out her son.
Red Jack begun taking contracts on his own, his mother's teachings and sensibilities compelling him to only seek violence against those he deemed despicable. It wasn't perfect but it was something. Jack's life went like that for years, killing anonymous hordes and having strings of anonymous lovers. When their shadow world exploded into the public eye with the rise of the superheroes, Jack received a much needed shot in the arm. He was one of the first Fae to embrace public life and became a "superhero", his looks and charm endearing him in the public eye while he amassed a reputation as a skilled fighter. He was a team leader in the Champions and one of their best field operatives. He filled another role that only him and a handful of Champions knew about.
Jack was the team's personal hatchet man, taking care of problems in a way that no other Champion could. Whenever there was too much red tape to take someone down legally, whenever they were too much of a threat to remain alive, or whenever plain old revenge was needed, Red Jack was the solution. Nobody outside of the team and very very few inside knew about his role. Jack left no evidence linking the incidents back to them, and Jack had "disappeared" a handful of criminals in the group's short history. Jack's occasional wetwork coupled with bedding rabid fans kept his urges in check. He assuaged his desire for a noble life through his superheroics and he made quite a few friends and bed mates among his colleagues in the Champions.
Nagoya was where things stopped being fun. For his part, Jack didn't contribute to the operation breaking down but he was in the thick of the fighting that came afterward. He lost too many friends that day and over the course of the battle, he started to lose it, taking wounds and becoming more brutal in his takedowns. Eventually he slipped into the blood rage and went on a rampage, slashing necks and stabbing criminals indiscriminately. His final body count was somewhere in the low dozens. Luckily for him his allies knew what was going on and steered civilians away from him and steered clear of his vicinity as he did his bloody work. The camera footage of the affair was quite frightening, with him laughing and yelling and perhaps even moaning in arousal as he snapped necks and ripped out throats. A few of them had tried to surrender. The whole affair was a red haze to him, he remembered almost none of it.
The public backlash that followed angered him even further. Who were the humans to blame him and his friends for the affair? They were ungrateful, moronic, disgusting. Some of the Champions were almost as bad in their arguments. Jack scoffed at the idea of facing legal action and forcibly removed any authorities who tried. His days were filled with frantic damage control and arguments and public censure while his nights were haunted by frustrated lovemaking and vivid nightmares. Eventually Jack just couldn't take it anymore and promptly led the Splinter movement to break off from the Champions, seeking to start over fresh. Jack's goal is to do what the Champions can't and hunt down the criminal groups he believes responsible for the massacre, seeking to brutally destroy those organizations from top to bottom and damn the consequences.
Special Notes: Jack is openly pansexual and not shy about it. Pursuing his sexual desires helps to alleviate his violent ones. He has quite a few bastard children living in the manor, he tries to show up for birthdays.
An Outsider A Glorious Failure
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1 yr ago
MrD is right. It's about a week after the Nagoya Incident. You guys stuck around to answer questions/ recover in the hospital/ help with the recovery effort. And plenty of time for a falling out, of course.
Oddie didn't. He pretty much sat in a bar and muttered to everyone that passed, "I told them this would happen, but does anyone ever listen to me. . . "
Hey guys! Got room for one more?
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