So no objections because of no objections to playing two related characters. Got it, thank you. App will come soon. I'll do it as two, since there is good development in both of them.

Rune is back on the board.

I am retiring Parasite permanently.
I am also retiring Broker into NPC status.

wow everyone's stories are so good here, too bad i have no idea what's going on lol. I'd read through season 1, but i don't think i have the time at all, ha.

since everyone seems to upload fairly quickly here, I think I'll start on the next post tomorrow rather than just next week.

lastly, I noticed that I'm the 100th post in the character tab so that has to be a good omen i feel!

wow everyone's stories are so good here, too bad i have no idea what's going on lol. I'd read through season 1, but i don't think i have the time at all, ha.

since everyone seems to upload fairly quickly here, I think I'll start on the next post tomorrow rather than just next week.

lastly, I noticed that I'm the 100th post in the character tab so that has to be a good omen i feel!

We usually don't have these rapid posts. They happen every once in a while, but usually they're more spaced out.

We also have a Discord channel here, where we discuss things related (and unrelated) to the rp.

I'm here, sorry for the delay. I've just been trying to get past a recent college test lately.

I'm here, sorry for the delay. I've just been trying to get past a recent college test lately.

No problem. Real life always come first. ;)

Bookmarking for interest.

Character you have created: Macauley Jeanpaul Beveman
Alias: Mac
Speech Color: Yellow
Character Alignment: Walking the line
Identity: Public, semi-famous
Character Personality:
I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailor's legs and a license to fly
I came with nomad feet and some wandering toes
That walk up my long board and hang off the nose

I suppose
The need to focus never arose
So something like a Swiss army knife
That's my life
Frankenstein had nothing on this body of mine
The villagers still flockin' to see, to see me
Breaking free, breaking free

Cause I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailor's legs and a license to fly
I got a bartender's ear and beachcomber's style
Piratical nerve and a Vaudevillian style

I suspect I died in some cosmic shipwreck
With all hands spread all over the deck
What the heck
Then some kind of obscene and unscrupulous mind
Began to pick up what he could find
Added ice, shook me twice, rolled the dice

Now I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
A sailor's legs and a license to fly
I got a native tongue from way down south
It sits in the cheek of my gulf coastal mouth

I got a school boy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailor's legs and a license to fly
I came with nomad feet and some wandering toes
That glide up my longboard and hang off the nose

Uniform/costume: no costume
Origin Info/Details:

Born the grandson of a sailor and the son of a banker, Macauley Jeanpaul Beveman suffered from what his family called “over sensitivity”. The bottom line was that he could not adapt to his father's ways or preferred paths for Mac's life. He never cared to deal with numbers, he was too free-spirited for military work, too lazy for hard work, and too interested in the human condition to be bothered to think about anything else much. He was more like his grandfather, and would spend all the time he could listening to the tales of the sea.

In his teenage years, Mac found music a great outlet. This, and to a certain extent acting and writing were the only things that came easy. After his grandfather's death, not being an achiever put a distance between him and the rest of his family. He turned to alcohol and even illegal drugs during the late teenage years, though it never brought him much trouble worse than a barfight after the one time he tried to rob a gas station.

He played the bar circuit throughout the southern united states and sometimes got acting work in Miami, where he lived with his cousin for a while. He had a life of just getting by, living from gig to gig. One day suddenly he came into a large amount of money. Though there was an investigation concerning Mac as a possible drug dealer, the charges never stuck and the money did. His life didn't change much with that money, as he didn't know what else to do with it other than pursue his acting and music.

In time, he played the slightly larger scenes of Gatlinburg, Branson, music festivals and the like.

Full success would come to him in the form of a tv deal. The TV deal brought his name before the public, leading to exposure and financial success for his music career as well. Financial success was not something he was well-equipped to deal with, as his attempts to live a more conventional life as a celebrity resulted in two divorces.

Television made his life comfortable, but was never creatively satisfying. It was draining. His two marriages and their romances were inspirations for his music, but so were his divorces. Contiuing to age throughout this part of his career, he became partly frustrated and partly poetic about his life as a sensitive outsider. Music became harder to write, inspiritation more rare. It was starting to feel old, starting to weary him. Mac needed something new in his life.

He was on his way to becoming a falling star until the night he saw a falling Star.

Hero Type:Normal
Power Level:A or less
Powers:Empathetic connection- Not actually his power, but the connection he has with Starr because of her power. Starr and Mac can feel each others presence, location, and emotions from many miles apart.
Attributes (Select one at each category):
Large
Weaknesses:
Supporting Characters: Mac has a band that he travels with for his concerts, an agent who speaks to him on the phone and arranges acting jobs, and an angry ex-wife.
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: We'll see if I can figure out this one.
Sample Post:

"I was talking to my friend Desdemona a while back. She runs this space station and bake shop down near Boomtown. she told me that human beings are flawed individuals. The cosmic bakers
took us out of the oven a little too early. and that's the reason we're as crazy as we are and I believe it. Do you know what's crazier than that, friends and neighbors? We ain't the only ones. Take for example the first time I took my friend Starr out into the world just to get some dinner.”

“Starr...don't!!” But she had done it. Just flat cut out. The blue alien wearing clothes that were too big for her opened the door of his pickup truck and got right out while he was in motion and gone right to the open world and the open door of a restaurant. This was not the stangest thing he had seen in his life, it was only the most recent outcome of the strangest thing he had seen in his life. By the time he had parked his pickup, there would probably be another example as the unsuspecting citizens reacted to whatever she was going to do in there. It was a hard enough thing being a celebrity in a little town in Arkansas, but Starr was about to take things to a whole other level.

By the time he had exited the truck, there were people running out of the place. They were panicked, but Starr wasn't. Starr wasn't concerned with much more than thirst at the moment. That, and growing confusion. At least she wasn't angry, and Mac knew that meant the people were safe at least.

“Pardon me, yall. Let me take care of this for you. “ Mac nodded to one of them at random while speaking loudly enough so that the small group around could also hear him. At least the ones that weren't panicking.

Turning the little corner, Mac took in the view of the shapely blue alien trying to drink from a ketchup bottle while one waiter cowered in the back, one waitress tried to get her attention, and one manager stared speechless at the whole proceding. The bottle of mustard already had it's lid removed as did the bottle of...barbeque sauce?

Mac laughed out loud at that before realizing that laughing was the wrong thing to do for everyone else concerned.

Starr glared at him, showing the letters she had typed out on her pad W-A-T-E-R.

Mac kicked out the chair and sat down, leaning toward her a bit “That ain't water Starr...hey, can we get some water and menus...well, only need one I guess. We'll be good from here, I promise. “
The less scared waitress managed a nod at him, and Mac felt things were starting to get in hand a little better.

“Now, Starr, I told you don't go walking off on your own like that.” Mac started in, but Starr cut him off just by looking into his eyes and flashing the “W-A-T-E-R” word at him once again.

This was what passed for an argument between them, which seemed to be necessary almost every time he was trying to teach her something. He knew he was safe during these arguments though, at least after that first time where she actually did give him a burn mark with her light powers. Starr couldn't stand to look at the scar from that, though it was starting to heal up now.

In order to win the argument and teach the lesson, Mac grabbed the barbeque sauce and shook it at her saying “NO Water”. Then he tapped the mustard the the ketchup, adding less vehemently “no water”

Starr took the ketchup from his hand and handed him her pad. He knew by now what she wanted “You like that one? That's ketchup. “ He pushed the buttons on her pad K-E-T-C-H-U-P and turned it back over to her.

When the waitress came back with the water and the one menu, Mac already had the order “Cheeseburger and cold beer “ Immediately, he heard the angry thud of the too-small glass hit the table and saw Starr getting up and following the waitress.

“Sit, Starr!” he yelled at her, drawing an irate look somebody at another table. It was going to be a long night.

Character you have created: Starr
Alias:No Alias
Speech Color:Starr does not speak, but types on her pad in BLUE
Character Alignment: Walking the line, generally benevolent in her own way
Identity:No Secret identity, but her existance is unknown to the Earth.
Character Personality:
Physical expressiveness- Starr naturally uses body language and physical contact more than humans
Thinks more in terms of emotions than humans.

Empathetic connection to Mac- she is always connected to Mac, who is able to put her feelings into audible words for others.

Tablet- Carries a normal tablet which she does not really know how to use except to spell out certain words. She could do the same thing with her light powers in the air, but is not familiar with the english language and uses the tablet to learn.

Strong sense of humor
Curious
Stubborn
Impetuous
Empathetic
Happy
Likes music
not very concerned with her own history
Uniform/costume: No uniform
Origin Info/Details:
Created from an unknown race of telepathic light beings by a renegade group of the lizardlike aliens who had intended her to become a perpetual biological source of light by making her self-regenerating, Starr was regarded as a failed experiment and ejected along with the refuse of the ship. One day, she crash landed on Earth and was discovered by an actor/singer named Mac Beveman.
Hero Type:Energy
Power Level:B. City Level
Powers:
Starr Light- much like Dazzler, Starr can create light effects and shapes including their frequency, amplitude, and duration. Can create detailed holograms for short periods of time.

Starr Bright- She can release a lot of light, Blinding individual people or people in an area.

Starrlight Express- While not extremely fast, she is able to move around in the air

LaserStarr- can use energy her body natural creates as a laser weapon

Starrdust- given exposure to light, the Psion's alterations on Starr allow her to regenerate from basic genetic material.

Somewhat heat resistant

Absorbs light and laser shot at her, cannot be blinded by such means.

Empathetic connection- comes from a race of being that did not speak but communicated with limited telepathy. Used as a somewhat intimate connection, It is limited only to select individuals and not usable on people in general. Starr and Mac can feel each others presence, location, and emotions from many miles apart.

Attributes (Select one at each category):
None
Weaknesses:

Mute
completely inexperienced
needs to recharge powers and regen via light.
thirsty
weakness to cold
some weakness to disorders that only effect plants.

Supporting Characters: Starr does not know anybody but Mac at the start.
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?:Looks like it.
Sample Post:

Have you ever dreamed of losing everything just so you could start all over again? This is the story of a alien being who did just that. A lady who came crashing wildly into the Earth just to land on her feet and roll with the punches. Me, I'm the lucky guy who found what was left of her and bring her back to health. By the time she recovered enough to communicate, I came to understand that she didn't know much. Not knowing who she was, not knowing where she was supposed to be going, not knowing where she's been. All I knew was that she looked like a shooting star coming down to Earth, so that's what we decided to name her- Starr. So now I don't know where my life is going anymore either. She stays with me as we travel all over the world doing my performing jobs and changing latitudes and attitudes as we follow La Vie Dansante. So? Even the best navigators aren't quite sure where they're going until they get there and then they still aren't sure. There's one thing we know for sure: indecision may or may not be our problem. We both see things quite a bit differently, too. Take for example what she told me she remembers about our first night out.

Thirst. Very much thirst. Why had Mac taken her away from the water? It seemed to her they were going to a place with food and water. Why go to such a place when there was already food and water at home. She was bored and thirsty, it was taking too long. She practiced on the pad he had given her.
F-O-O-D
W-A-T-E-R
H-O-M-E
S-T-A-R-R
M-A-C
M-A-C-J-E-R-K

Suddenly, he pointed at the place and Starr was even more aware of her thirst. She opened the door and got out of the slow-moving T-R-U-C-K.

Mac became angry for some reason and yelled something, then yelled some more words she didn't understand as she walked toward the door.

There were humans here. Some of the humans looked at her like she had done something wrong, some looked at her with fear. Starr did not think she was doing anything wrong, so she looked around.

It was larger than HOME, but had some of the same things. Places to sit, places to put things. Containers to hold them in. She understood what she saw, but still did not understand why they had come to this place for food and water.

Starr was very thirsty, so she sat down and started opening containers and drinking things. One was good, another was OK but made her even more thirsty, and then there was another one that tasted like fire!

One of the humans was coming around, waving her hand and looking at her like she wanted something.
She could feel Mac coming closer, having different emotions. She heard him talking to the people. It seemed very complicated for what they could be doing at home. She even had to wear more of the uncomfortable CLOTHES for the occasion. It also seemed to be going wrong somehow.

Mac came in and brought a little bit of anger with him. What was his problem? This was his stupid idea. She typed out W-A-T-E-R and stared at him. Mac started talking to the human, and finally mentioned “water” and away she went. It was too late though. Starr was irritated enough by the whole situation and stared at him while she thought about giving him just a little burn.

Mac took the bad one and shook it, saying “No”. She had to admit he had a point there.

Starr took the one she liked and gave him the pad. It's name was pretty long. “KETCHUP”. At that point, her anger started to fade. Mac had his uses, and his intent was always good; even if this whole thing didn't make any sense.

Finally, the waitress came back with a little water. It was good, be Starr wanted more and we not about to stop. Starr was out of patience, so she decided to help the process by getting her own water from wherever the human got it.

Mac got angry and frustrated again, and it seemed to be spreading to the other humans this time!

It was going to be a long night.

I’m going to go ahead and approve these. I actually have a character named Starlight that I was working to introduce soon, (different powers, different appearance) but I think they could have some interesting interactions at some point

Euuuugggghhhh

Sorry about my lack of activity guys, just caught up with the OOC section and need to catch up with the current IC situation as well.

Since my ideas for 'lone story arcs' for Everett seem to have been hijacked by my brain into becoming independent stories outside of the RP, I'm going to try and get involved with more collab stuff for Everett and have him involved in other player's story arcs, if they so wish.

Is there anyone in particular who would be interested in collabing, or any specific side plots that could work well if Everett was to show up and join?

Sorry for the delay in posting y’all. Work has been crazy and so has my free one. Jeremiah post should be up tonight, Frogs on Monday or Tuesday

Euuuugggghhhh

Sorry about my lack of activity guys, just caught up with the OOC section and need to catch up with the current IC situation as well.

Since my ideas for 'lone story arcs' for Everett seem to have been hijacked by my brain into becoming independent stories outside of the RP, I'm going to try and get involved with more collab stuff for Everett and have him involved in other player's story arcs, if they so wish.

Is there anyone in particular who would be interested in collabing, or any specific side plots that could work well if Everett was to show up and join?

Yep. My new characters feel a little out of sync for solo writing at this moment, so it think it would be best done as a collaboration.

Hi! I’ve been lurking through your threads and, whilst there’s a massive amount of RP and lore for me to catch up to, I’m really digging what you guys are doing, and I hope you’ll consider allowing me to join!

The truth is I have a thousand questions about the lore of the setting, questions which will only pile up as I learn more, so I went ahead and just made a character. I'll be happy to rework whatever I need to later, since I slapped this in a day. I'm sure some blatant mistake or poorly conceived plot point will make me cringe tomorrow.

That said, there's some things I would like to discuss directly with at least one of the RP moderators if I'm cleared to play.

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Character you have created: David West

Alias: Noir

Speech Color: LightSlateGray

Character Alignment: Walking the Line

* I have made Dave’s alignment pretty open ended, as I wish for it to be influenced by a combination of the characters he meets and the events that transpire… Hero. Anti-Hero. Villain. It’s all on you.

Identity: Secret

Character Personality:Adaptable is, perhaps, the word that best describes David West.

David is a world class thief and con-man. Highly intelligent and thoroughly educated, he is a pragmatic man, cold and precise in his calculations. Despite these traits, his job description almost entails a love for theatrics, but he only indulges in them when they're necessary to the success of a plan, or harmless towards it.

A social chameleon, he has learned to move as easily within the upper echelons of society as he does amongst the most unsavoury of characters. Savvy, handsome and well spoken, he can be disarmingly charming when he wishes to… but he can also be quite intimidating when he’s upset.

David is unusually good at reading people, and whilst he undoubtedly has a natural knack for it, it is mostly thanks to countless hours dedicated solely to improving his ability to screw with people’s minds. However, despite his ease for reading and manipulating others, David does not truly trust anyone, and has a whole array of defenses set up to avoid becoming too close to anyone.

It should also be noted that David West does not give much of a damn about religion. Despite being raised in a protestant household, David never managed to bring himself to truly believe, and whilst he will not claim he holds the answer to the universe’s questions, he’s pretty sure there is no such thing as a god… let alone multiple.

As for whom David West really is, it is almost impossible to tell. But were one to strip down all the masks, and to remove the shield that is his intelligence… they would find a primal being, raw in his anger, lost in his pride, and his greed, and his lust… which are, at times, one and the same. But mostly…

Mostly they would find emptiness.

Uniform/costume: Noir’s uniform is an extension of his powers. Wrapping himself in his own shadow, Noir becomes wrapped head to toe in an –extremely- dark substance which absorbs all light hitting him, reflecting none.*

As a result, he looks like he's wearing a skintight, single piece suit that has no breaks in it. Due to the extrene darkness of his suit, his appearance can be distracting and even disorienting when visible, not to mention it’s pretty creepy. It looks very similar to Marvel's original Dusk costume, but without the armfins:



*Vantablack is currently considered the darkest man-made material on the planet. Noir’s suit is technically even darker, as it absorbs all spectrums of light completely. You can check Vantablack out here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fg2x0L4YAuU.

Origin Info/Details: Noir was born to a large and affluential British family.

He received nothing but the best during his upbringing, and in turn, nothing but the best was expected of him. As it turns out, Noir was up to the task, and somehow he felt this gave him a voice and a vote in their arrangement.

He was deftly proved wrong, but despite some more than healthy doses of physical discipline, he never knew when to shout his mouth. Even through the pain, he remained defiant, holding his tears back every time his skin burst into bloody blisters.

Every. Time.

Predictably, his resentment towards his family slowly grew, especially as his suspicions regarding their heritage and the legitimacy of their activities became stronger.

Upon becoming an adult, David had aced his A levels and could have his pick of universities. He was set on studying psychology, fascinated by the human mind, and hopefully as far away as possible from his relatives, eager to experience life. However his family would not have it, considering it an inferior discipline. There was a great deal of pressure for him to choose medicine instead, but David had no interest in the functionings of the body, and honestly, he was quite done with his family too.

Despite his plans, it was his younger sister who took it upon herself to convince the family that he was far more suited for a career in law, which to her seemed like the least unappealing amongst his options. It was not her decision to make, but David always did have a soft spot for his little sister, who did not wish to see her older brother disappear entirely from her family.

His family wished for him to study in Oxford, which was closest to their respective estates, so he was extra careful to cause a bad impression on the lady in charge of his intervie. Not wishing to force his luck a second time, he settled on their second choice: Cambridge. Not a huge improvement, but a bit more breathing space, nonetheless.

Noir turned out to be a quick study and a good temperament for law, but he never stopped pursuing his passion for psychology… although admittedly, a lot of his time was spent with first hand experimentation.

Life was good, and David West seemed to have a bright future ahead of him… until the scandal hit the shelves.

It seemed like little more than a sensationalist tabloid at first, but the news quickly ran like gunpowder across the country, and soon, the entire nation was making echo of the story.

The West Family was one of the oldest mob families in Britain. Starting out as money lenders and brothel owners (which were, in turn, fronts for money laundering and drug dens) the West had always had a knack for making the best out of other people’s misery, which, over the centuries, had evolved into the ridiculous amount of corporate and criminal charges they now faced. How all of this information, both historical and present, was uncovered by the anonymous reporter who leaked (or rather, sold) the whole thing remains a mystery to him.

All of the family’s assets and funds were seized, and David was promptly invited to leave Cambridge.

Homeless and vilified by the entire country, David’s sporadic flirtations with hard drugs turned into a serious relationship. Soon, his money ran out too, and with no one and nowhere to go, David had to make some difficult decisions.

First, he had to clean himself. Cold Turkey.

“You are a West, son. We do not lose,” he heard in the back of his mind as his teeth clattered against each other in an old, abandoned site, “And we most certainly do not give up.”

He sometimes laughed at his mantra bitterly. How had that turned out for his parents and uncles? How had that worked out for his Granddad, the all-knowing, all-powerful patriarch of the family? As he dwelled on such things he often became angry. Very angry.

And anger was good, for it provided a suitable distraction, however fleeting.

David triumphed over his addictions before it was too late, but it left him a shell of a man. However, for the first time since the scandal, his mind was truly clear, and the solution to his dilemma soon became apparent. He had to join the family business. He had to become a thief.

Despite having a certain talent for the craft, David had some rocky beginnings. His first year on the street made him no small amount of enemies, and taught him a lot of hard, awful lessons about life. It did not help that his family’s rivals had banned anyone in the country’s underworld from giving him any aid… But the truth, he soon realized, was that no one wanted any part of his West stench.

Had Swiss not shown up in his life when he did and taken him out of England, there is no telling how things would’ve ended for him.

Jump to the present day and David is a white collar thief; perhaps one of the best in the world. In fact, his solo work since Swiss’s retirement has been so flawless that it has been credited to the old man by experts from the authorities and savvy scumbags alike. And whilst David is proud to be so closely compared to his mentor, idol and savior, it is an undeniable blow to his ego that they cannot appreciate his own style, his masterful strokes of creativity…

But that will soon change, for he is about to commit a heist that will put anything the Swiss ever did to shame.

Hero Type: Supernatural

Power Level: A, Street level.
*Note: Noir has the potential to become at least a world level class, if not cosmic, but I want him to earn those through proper character development. His power level and power set are likely to evolve (over a long period of time).

Powers:
David is an unwitting agent of Erebus, the Greek God of Darkness. Having bonded to the Heart of Erebus, he is granted access to the smallest fraction of Erebus’ power… which is like saying he has access to the smallest fraction of infinity.

Active Powers:

Shadowmancy:

David can manipulate shadows to do his bidding, and even to solidify and form shadow constructs to aid him.

However, at the current time David has no experience and cannot create much beyond mercurial tendrils. Still, they’re pretty damn cool.

Shadows directly under his control seem to become the same shade of black as his suit. However, unlike his shadow suit, he doesn’t seem to consume his resources when utilizing shadowmancy, as the darkness seems to replenish in his presence (see passive power: Erebus’ Presence).

Shadowplate:

David can used his own shadow to create a n exoskeleton of sorts. Not only does it serve as a suit to conceal his identity, it also greatly enhances his physical capabilities, allowing him to perform superhuman feats of strength, speed, endurance and agility (see ‘Attributes’).

The shadowplate will also protect Noir from stab wounds and regular gunfire, although the extent of its protection under ideal conditions is unknown.

In addition to this, David is virtually invisible in the dark whilst wearing the shadowplate, which also seems to dampen the sound he makes and, most excitingly, the shadowplate allows Noir to adhere to surfaces (once he figures it out).

Passive Powers:

Erebus’ Presence:

Noir seems possessed of a dark aura of sorts. In his presence, nearby shadows seem to become thicker, and will almost encroach upon any small or weak source of light, as if trying to drown it out. For example, regular lightbulbs will seem to dim noticeably around him.

David is also likely to elicit some rather negative responses. Fear of the dark is practically engrained into the collective human subconscious, and the more prominent that fear, the more likely a person is to feel uncomfortable around David (young children, in particular, seem to handle this aspect of his power poorly).

Erebus’ Embrace:

David has the ability to heal himself completely from serious, even life-threatening wounds as long as he rests in absolute darkness.

In fact, so long as David sleeps or rests in total darkness, he’ll be cleansed of virtually all ill effects, including sickness and poisoning. If he took up the practice, it is unknown what effects this could have on his health and longevity in the long run.

This darkness cannot be a result of the use of his powers, nor can it be tainted by a single ray of light, natural or otherwise.

Erebus’ Cloak:
Whilst Noir has no training against psychics, his gifts have erected natural barriers around his mind to protect it from psychic invasion. Anyone below a C level of power should be extremely wary of poking inside David’s mind, and even World level powers would have trouble getting anywhere.

It is unknown whether this power will manifest in other ways down the line.

*Note: David is currently unaware of all of his passive powers.

Attributes (Select one at each category):
Large. David has been a very busy, very successful criminal.

Shadowplate:

The Shadowplate drastically alters some of these stats:
Strength Level: 5-10 tonnes
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 40 mph
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 2 hours
Agility: X5 human level

Weaknesses:

- Aversion to Light: Whilst direct exposure to light does not have any ill effects on David’s health and natural abilities, it can significantly reduce his ability to manipulate shadows, as well as the overall strength of his shadowplate. Normal bulbs and other small sources of light are not much of a problem, but more intense lights may give him trouble. For example, a large floodlight would render him pretty useless and vulnerable if directly aimed on top of him. Whilst directly under the sun, David is still capable of wearing his shadowplate, but beyond concealing his identity, it does little other than making him an incredibly visible and distinct target.

- Divine Infamy: Should Noir become notorious enough, or meet characters associated with other Athanotoi, their patron gods are likely to warn them of his nature, should they grow suspicious of it (which may not necessarily be a bad thing, although Noir values his privacy).

Also, the nature of his powers and abilities are likely to predispose certain people to dislike him.

- Rogue's Reputation: In addition to the aforementioned issue, Noir's secret identity is tainted by his family's past and his own criminal endeavours. This could come back to bite him in the ass in a myriad ways... or not at all.

- Disharmony: Whilst Noir has an impressive set of powers to explore, his abilities seem incompatible with each other. He is not capable of summoning his shadowplate whilst he is using his shadowmancy, and vice-versa.

- Corruption: David is not known for his unbreakable moral compass. It is currently unknown how these powers will affect David in the long run, if at all, or why he has been chosen as the Dark God’s Champion.

Supporting Characters:

The West Family: A notoriously wealthy English family, most of its members were incarcerated almost a decade ago after their involvement in countless shady businesses came to light thanks to a particularly daring reporter.

Whilst discovering he belonged to a mob family did not come as a surprise to David, it most certainly ruined his life, and he harbours no small amount of resentment for his relatives.

Aside from himself and his younger sister, the only ones who’re not behind bars are his cousins, who came out of the scandal significantly more well off than his side of the family, both in terms of reputation and wealth.

Be it as it may, they’re a bunch of insufferable jerks, and he’s not on speaking terms with any of them. Unfortunately, he’s also an insufferable jerk, and his sister is not on speaking terms with him.

Swiss: David’s mentor in the world of high-end cons and thefts. Named after the Swiss for the impeccable precision and timing of his work (despite the fact that he was born in Maine). This older gentleman is a role model for David, and practically a father to him.

Deep: One of David’s closest associates, Deep is a super powered criminal. Few people have met Deep in person, and most are thankful for it.

Deep has the power to connect his consciousness to the internet (to any electronic system he wishes, really) and find anything he wants in a matter of seconds, effectively transforming him into a human search engine. This allows him to find almost anything in the Deep Web in a matter of seconds, and completely undetected.

This makes Deep the ideal middleman and surveillance master all at once, but unfortunately, it has also taken a tremendous toll on Deep’s mental health over the years. Not only is the human psyche ill prepared to ascend into an almost god-like state of consciousness on a regular basis, but, well… how to put it lightly…

Deep has seen some ****.

As a result, Deep suffers from acute paranoia, to name but one of the plethora of afflictions that haunt his mind. Thankfully, he has taken David’s advice and is seeing a therapist, which is helping him deal with his many mental problems... as well as his guilt.

Fortunately, Deep has come to see David as his only true friend, always has a trip left in him for his best mate’s sake (and for his cut from their work, of course).

Assorted thieves and criminals: Noir has a pretty fat phonebook… or rather, Deep is capable of finding the right person for the job at his beck and call. Noir has not shied from working with super powered individuals in the past, and excels at organizing teams and executing carefully planned heists and cons.

Erebus of the Athanatoi: One of the oldest and most obscure Athanatoi, he also used to count himself amongst the most powerful, being one of the ‘primordial deities.’ Erebus is the God of Darkness, and was once a being before whom all trembled.

For the time being, David remains unaware of the true source of his powers. Still, the ornery god seems to have taken an interest in him. Why, only time may tell.

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@Crooked Knight You get, like, immediate brownie points for even attempting to delve into the lore aspects of the game on your own. Trying to wrap your head around the game at first is pretty daunting so kudos.

I really like your shadow thief boyo. There’s a in game crime/gang presence most notably in Thr Shroud Syndicate but other real world established gangs also have their foot in the door. Worth looking into for a classy theif lookin to make some cash~