Anyway, I'll get started on my character sheet, but to reiterate for those who didn't see it in the original interest check: I'm planning on creating a ventriloquist/puppeteer character whose puppets contain defeated (and exceptionally unhappy) demons captured by the Circus in years past, which he can mostly control in combat and performances. I described him as "Jeff Dunham if all of his puppets were possessed and hated him".
So, basically Jeff Dunham. I'm going to be playing Jeff Dunham. Oh my god what am I doing with my life.
Not exactly sure what you want for the audition sort of thing. Something like what I've got? If this role and such doesn't work, I can change it. Also let me know if anything else needs to be changed. Guessing maybe appearance?
Light Void
Shining Star of the Void
The Date they Joined the Circus: A few months before present time.
The Act they perform when not on the combat team - Daredevil Power gained from the Contract: Bound to the world Cost: Light can not lie at all to anyone, nor can she intentionally bring things into the Void unless the Ringmaster says so.
Why they Joined the Circus. - Light joined the circus more for fun and the Ringmaster was her best choice to do what she was there to do. Sure, she is there to make sure the balance of the world is kept, but the Ringmaster was one of the more fun ways to do her job. Considering it was him, a shady necromancer, or a bunch of dark wizards following some weird cult, Light decided the circus would be way better. Besides, being part of the circus was better for her conscious, her downtime, and overall just nicer to be around.
Their Biography - "Biogrophy huh? Well, I guess I can talk a little about myself. So, first things first. I'm a Void Demon, from the Void, if you couldn't tell by the whole title thing. But thats not why you asked me to talk about myself right? No one is interested in what the Void is or what goes on there I'm sure. So lets talk about this whole circus thing! Well, you see, the Ringmaster was probably my best choice to do what I came to the world to do. What is that? Well, to put it simply, to keep the balance of this world. I'm surprised so many supernatural things want to disrupt that! Don't they know how utterly bad that can be? Apparently not, considering. And while the Ringmaster wasn't my only choice to help me along with that, he was easily the best. Preferably I would've liked to not be bound to a contract, but it couldn't be helped. I mean, you should've seen the atrocious bad luck I had when I popped into this world from a void rift. There was no way I could do much of anything with luck so bad it made a slapstick cartoon look like a peace rally! Also things felt... really weird. Its hard to describe. But thats in the past now. And I'll be honest, this contract thing isn't all that big of a deal. Void creatures don't have souls, so all I have to do is follow some simple things, a few commands here and there, and participate in something I enjoy. This circus thing is really fun. Get to do all these weird things as long as they're dangerous and risky. And every day more and more things are thought up by these humans, so I'll never run out of material! It'd be nice if I didn't have to fight everything when I'm out doing that part of my job, but apparently very few supernatural or demon things actually wanna talk. Oh well, guess that can't be helped. Shame for most of them too, I'm sorta built for combat. Kinda have to be, considering most things who try to upset a world's balance tend to be violent or require violence to deal with. But still, the circus is fun! And sometimes I can give out autographs! Guess people don't care too much about the teeth when they know you wont hurt them. And I don't touch them long enough for them to feel the entropy of the Void, so I don't have to worry about that little snag either!"
Their Connections - Light is a relatively new person to the circus, only having been there for a few months. She tends to come off as an airhead due to her playful nature and her attempts to try to be friendly to everyone, plus her flirty nature doesn't help much either. Although sometimes she lets slip her actual intelligence, which tends to throw those who know her off guard. <Insert rest when cast is finalized>
Their Audition - After watching such spectacular performances from many different acts, out came someone who looked like danger. The white and striped American looking outfit she wore was one thing, but it also looked like this performer wore some kind of mascot helmet or something. Well, thats what the onlooker thought before they saw her eyes and mouth were far too expressive for a mask. Whatever she was wearing, it was really impressive! Without saying much besides a bow, this lady moved over to what looked like a junk pile. Throwing a crate aside, she started to rip apart the scrap with her bare hands and use the scrap to make a makeshift, almost cartoony looking scrap cannon. With a bow and a smile, this crazy lady jumped into something that looked like it could explode any minute! And explode it did, launching this person out and through the bigtop. Or, it looked like she would fly right through the tent, until the onlookers saw that she had vanished in a blur of absolute blackness. And not long after, the crate that had been set out before opened up, revealing the daredevil lady unharmed! With a short bow, she cleaned up the mess she made and made her way backstage, ushering in the next act.
Void Energy: Being made of the Void, Light's life energy is Void energy. Void energy gives Light the feeling of 'being hollow' when touched, scanned, and even gives off a bit of a creepy feeling when even looking at her. Since Light's energy is 'non existent', she is unable to be sensed for and is invisible to omnipresence abilities, nor does she appear in any kind of 'future visions'. If anyone or anything attempts to steal her energy, she will instead steal theirs at their drain rate and they will be affected by a greater version of Reality Siphon. Void Energy also gives Light a resistance to light, shadow, and divine attacks, an immunity to reality warping and soul based attacks, and any enchantments or spells that don't directly target her don't affect her, both positive and negative. Since Light is from the void, any brainless hostile void constructions will see her as friendly, and wont attack her.
Regeneration: Light can regenerate herself from nearly any harmful state as long as she has enough energy, including mental ones. Energy gained by Reality Siphon and her own natural reserves are used to fuel her regeneration. Chemical afflictions and strong magical afflictions take longer for her to regenerate from. Light passively gets enhanced natural regeneration. Light can reattached severed limbs, and has free control over her body should her head be knocked off. Light doesn't bleed, and is slightly malleable.
Void Shade: Light can astral project a shade of herself that can't interact with the outside world besides her Void Energy and Reality Siphon abilities. Light can pass through solid objects, fly, and makes no noise while moving besides a low, creepy, ominous hum. While in this state, Light's body is comatose, although she can return to her body whenever she wishes. Should Light be killed, or more accurately her body, a Void Shade will emerge from where it was. This Void Shade has a great weakness to banishing and binding magic, is much slower than the normal Void Shade, and moves very slowly through walls. Eventually, Light's body will reform on the shade, although she will inherent any magical aliments she gained while in her shade form, which she can't regenerate or break herself free of on her own and must rely on outside magic or break those spells in order to cure herself.
Void Wraith: Should Light gain a ton of energy from Reality Siphon, she can temporarily embrace the void and turn into a Void Wraith. This form is much the same as her Void Shade, except she can freely interact with the physical world, her Reality Siphon now affects anything near her instead of things she touches, and all her other abilities are enhanced.
Shade Shift: Light can dash forward with intense speed over a very short distance. While dashing, Light is immune to all attacks that aren't Chaos based. This ability has a noticeable cooldown between uses, which can be reduced by energy gathered by Reality Siphon.
Super Strength: Light has greatly enhanced strength that is modified by her emotions. A sad state will make her weak, but an energetic or angry state will make her very strong. Being bound by Iron or Silver will sap Light of her strength.
Adaptation: Light adapts quickly to surrounding terrain if its harmful to her, and will keep these adaptations until she leaves that terrain.
Reality Siphon: Since Light is from the Void, she steals the life and reality of the physical world. Anything she touches will lose its reality and energy as long as they are in contact with Light. If something stops touching Light, they will regain their stolen attributes over time, but while they have lost these attributes, they can only gain energy from their own metabolism. Should something lose all of its energy, it'll die, and if it loses all of its reality, it'll fade into the Void itself, losing everything in the process. It takes some time for something to lose all of its energy or reality, so unless your touching her consistently for more than a few days she can't kill you with this ability. Beings can have varying degrees of resistance to her energy stealing portions of this ability, but only void beings or reality warpers have a resistance to losing reality. Divine beings lose their reality quickly and have to be careful around her. This power is always on.
Pocket Space: Light can store objects inside a space inside her dress she calls 'pocket space'. Light can only store non living things in her pocket space.
Void Slip: Light can punch small personal wormholes and use them to teleport to any place in her sights or an extremely familiar place such as a base, an exit hole appearing at the spot she wants to teleport to. Should this exit hole not be placed on a solid object, Light will have a notable delay before she comes out of it. Only Light, things she wears, and objects stored in her pocket space can travel through these holes. These holes stay open for only a brief time.
Gift of Tongues: Light can understand and speak any language. She can't read or write any written language though.
Natural Weapons: Light's fingers end at sharp points that let her slash things. She likewise has sharp teeth much like a shark or piranha and feet that come to very sharp points she can use. Since her feet are so sharp, she has to step delicately or leave little holes wherever she walks, and has a hard time maneuvering on non solid surfaces like snow, sand, mud, ext...
Now that's more like it! She's good in my book! Ya just gotta wait for the Co-GM to accept her.
Curious though, does she already have powers, like before the contract?
Yeah. The contract is more like a demonic contract, IE the ringmaster gets a good chunk of control. But the contract also makes it so she can stay bound to the world, and also removes a ton of bad luck. Want a power list?
Yeah. The contract is more like a demonic contract, IE the ringmaster gets a good chunk of control. But the contract also makes it so she can stay bound to the world, and also removes a ton of bad luck. Want a power list?
Up to you!
Edit: like Vocab said, just add the list and Light's good.
Note: The audience is fooled into believing that her skin is painted and her horns are glued to her skull
True Name Fatima Fletcher
The Date she Joined the Circus November 17th, 1693
Her Act The Temptress is a contortionist who is almost...inhumanly flexible.
Her Powers The Temptress is quite skilled at capturing a demon's heart. As a part of her contract, Fatima was blessed cursed with sinful demonic beauty. A truly holy man will look upon her and find her hideous, but those privy to sin, human and demon alike, will view one of the most gorgeous creatures alive. And while not all demons have hearts, the ones that do can easily sway under her control. Once obtaining a demon's heart (via carving it out of the host's or demonic body's flesh), it can either be destroyed and sent back to hell or kept in some way or another. She has a locked chest full of pulsing, oozing hearts of every color and size, but one demon she transformed into a familiar of sorts.
She carries it's heart around her neck in a red pendant. It appears to be a large black dog to those unfamiliar with the supernatural. It's rather hostile to anybody that's not her, and sometimes she will even take it into battle. While it's real name is Xor'aan, she prefers to call it Fauxtail. Her beauty and allure come with a price, though. She may lay with no man or woman until her contract is over. And regarding combat facing a heartless demon, Fatima is talented with angelic blades, although she must wear special enchanted gloves in order to wield them or else her demonic hide burns.
Why she Joined the Circus Cold and hungry in a winter-struck London, the Ringmaster saw Fatima's mortal beauty and knew it must live on, at least in some form. He approached the young girl one night and gave her a belly full of food and a bed to rest in before proposing his offer to her. She would never starve again, never worry about where to stay again. Fatima gladly signed her contract in red ink.
Her Biography Born in the colony of Salem, MA in 1674, Fatima grew up a sweet little Puritan girl. Her father was an Englishman and her mother a Spaniard, something her fellow colonists didn't like too much. They thought her mother had been sent by the Spanish in Florida to infiltrate English colonies. When the Salem witch trials occurred, the town found good reason to hang Fatima's mother and put their worry of the Spaniards to rest. Devastated after watching her own mom burn at the stake, Fatima's father took her away to his native London to avoid any further discrimination from their fellow colonists. Sadly, after only a few months of being there, in September 1693 Fatima's dad came down with illness and quickly passed away. Her living conditions went from bad to worse and she was thrown to the street with no known relatives or family friends around to help her. At 19, she was completely alone in one of the biggest and most dangerous cities in the world. Many men offered her coin for a chance to bed her, but she refused to lower herself that way, instead seeking out the Anglican Church for help. Unfortunately, they knew she was raised Puritan and ran her off before she could receive any of their charity. By early November 1693, she was homeless, living in the filth of the streets and wearing the same ratty clothes she wore on arrival to England. All hope seemed lost, and she almost sold herself to a brothel, when one night the carnival came to the outskirts of London. All the commoners and lowborn folk flocked to this arena of sin, as her mother use to call them. But Fatima heard food was cheap and the entertainment was spectacular, so deciding to enjoy at least one night in this cruel world, Fatima cast aside her Puritan morals and attended the circus. She saw the most fantastic performances! Men dipped swords down their throats like honey, swallowed fire as if it were only gin, and women bent their bodies into knots. It was fantastic and sinful and so enjoyable. During her visit, the Ringmaster was quick to spot the beauty from the crowd and know her potential. He extended his generosity after watching Fatima become entranced with the contortionist. He found her calling before she even signed the contract. After a full belly and a night's rest, the Ringmaster presented his peculiar offer to the Puritan girl. At first she was conflicted, worried that it was a trick of the devil and she was selling her soul away to hell. But after starving for weeks and weeks, she realized she didn't care who the Ringmaster really was. Whether he was as saint, a sinner, a nobleman, or a peasant, as long as she would be well fed and clothed, she would work for this man. And has ever since, for the last 325 years.
Their Connections As one of the earliest members to join the carnival, Fatima often mentors the younger recruits that have similar contracts to hers. Those with body altercations can freak out a bit at first in their new skin; Fatima wouldn't look in the mirror for weeks after her skin turned gray and horns grew around her head. The new ones like that need a guide so they don't go inside in their new bodies.
Their Audition The Ringmaster stands at the center of the platform, a wide grin set on his lips and his arms spread wide. "Thank you for being so patient, ladies and gentlemen," he says. The lights around the tent turn low and the stage seems to become brighter. "Our next act is an exotic beauty of sorts, one who can manipulate her body in ways no man ever could." A figure stirs in the shadows behind the Ringmaster. "Please give a round of applause, my dear audience, to the great Temptress!" Those who have seen her act before go wild, hollering and banging their seats. The Temptress steps fully onto the platform and the tents gasps with awe and fear. She is beautiful beyond measure. A sheer red cloth covers her nose and mouth, but her eyes, her fiery eyes, they capture every man in the room. She wears a loose red unitard with small golden stars stitched onto it. Her hair looks silky and soft, like one's hands might just glide through it. Wives grow jealous and clutch their husbands' arms for fear the Temptress might lure them away with just a glance. She grins from behind her cover. She dips and turns and seems to almost dance as she rests her chest onto the platform before bending her back up into the air and folding her legs over her body. Even mere boys lick their lips as the Temptress' uniform seems to constrict and tighten around her body, leaving little to the imagination. Before the audience can even fully comprehend her first position, she unfolds to stand on her legs, her body somehow swooping under itself. Her head goes from between her ankles to back where it belongs. Her cover has somehow perfectly stayed in place. The audience cheers with excitement. What strength does she have to pull herself back up like that? The woman smiles, her eyes ablaze. She surveys the audience as they all continue to applaud. "I need a volunteer," she announces demurely, her eyes now avoiding the crowd. Men prop up in their seats, waving their arms frantically to try and gain her attention. Slowly, the Temptress steps off the platform and makes her way around the audience as the spotlight follows her. The closer she gets, the louder they become. The people she passes sigh in despair, but are quite pleased at the view of her backside. Eventually, after torturing half the arena, the woman finds a volunteer. She takes his hand and guides him to the stage. He grins and shouts back at his buddies in excitement. He looks to be only 19 and he's this close to a woman this beautiful and mystic. "You're gorgeous," he murmurs to her as they step onto the stage. She gives him a look, a look that makes him go weak in the knees. A sly smile hides behind her cover, but her cheekbones give it away. A circus helper quickly plops a wooden chair onto the stage before scurrying out of the spotlight. They know better than to try and upstage the Temptress, even if they could somehow manage to. The woman pushes the volunteer into the seat. He barely reacts, his attention absolutely captured by the Temptress. He will dream of her for the rest of his life. The crowd murmurs in excitement. What shall she do now? The Temptress circles around her volunteer. She can see the hairs on the back of his neck stand in excitement and anticipation. Placing both hands on the spine of the chair, the Temptress lifts herself up into a handstand with incredible strength, The crowd cheers and the volunteer just stares up in awe as the Temptress looks down at him from above. She winks before turning her handstand around, the front of her body now facing her volunteer. Her hair tickles his head and he manages to smother a chuckle. The audience lets out some oohs and aahs as she folds her back over her torso. Her legs stretch out into the air and rest beside the volunteer's head. His cheeks flush. The Temptress whispers in his ear as her legs seem to move of their own accord, waving and bending. If it's possible, the young man's face somehow grows even more red. The Temptress is folded so close to her own self that her horns graze her lower back. Men watch with envy as her legs move over the volunteer's shoulders and collarbone. What they wouldn't do to be between her legs like that. For her final bit, the Temptress removes one hand from the spine of the chair and balances almost perfectly. Her one arm shakes a little, but she keeps her balance before bending her body back, her feet resuming on the solid ground. The crowd cheers and hollers as she bows. The volunteer's eyes looked glazed over, his mind obviously somewhere else. She gives him a little peck on the cheek and thanks him for coming onto the stage.
Finally get to post this lol. Please tell me if there's anything wrong with it!