After a long while, here's my character.
• Species: Demon
• Abilities: Like other demons, Angela's abilities primarly revolve in manipulating the mind to achieve her goals.
• Skills: Angela is talented with informatics, and it has been noted that her Powerpoints and flowcharts are particularly good. She has a clear and defined speech, and her presentations are quite informative and in depth, leaving very few doubts. She also has a good understanding of the corporate ladder and bureaucratic processes.
• Inventory: A tablet with a black-blue spiderweb motif encasement that she uses to note down her thoughts, read files, search around the web to check the news and other mundane uses. She had it custom made from an informatics shop in hell so thatshe can make it appear and disappear at will but, otherwise, it's a fairly regular tablet. She also has a telescopic stylus that doubles as a pointer.
• Sample Post:
• Other: Here's a theme.
• Species: Demon
• Abilities: Like other demons, Angela's abilities primarly revolve in manipulating the mind to achieve her goals.
- Whisper: A low level of charm magic; Angela imprints her words with energy so that they remain in her interlocutor's mind. These words affect the victim's thoughts slightly and the effect grows more potent the more this spell is used on the same person. The only requirement for this to work is that the person is able to hear.
- Captivate: For this spell, Angela needs the attention of the target. She stares into her target's eyes and seeps magic into their mind, making them more susceptible to her words and commands and, in general, more agreeable towards her intentions.
- Glamour: A form of magic originally derived from fairies, Angela took it for her own purposes. However, since her magic is inherently demonic, it has a weakened effect. By using this, Angela hides her presence by blending in with the enviroment. As such, anyone that'd perceive her would naturally assume that her presence there is completely natural, as long as it is not too outlandish. However, if someone is aware of , they'd be able to see through the glamour.
- Charm: The epitome of her magic, the all or nothing gamble. Angela casts a spell that makes the target completely fall for her and do anything she says without hesitation. However, the success rate of this spell is greatly affected by the individual's mental strength, conviction, whether or not the things he's asked to do conflict with his own morals, and many other factors. There's also the issue that, when the spell fades away, the residual traces leave the victim with a small degree of infatuation towards Angela, and they'd recognize that their actions were unnatural.
- Fire Magic: Angela can use fire magic in a very basic way, her maximum output being a small fireball that's notably subpar for her spellcasting abilities. It remains good to ignite things, however.
• Skills: Angela is talented with informatics, and it has been noted that her Powerpoints and flowcharts are particularly good. She has a clear and defined speech, and her presentations are quite informative and in depth, leaving very few doubts. She also has a good understanding of the corporate ladder and bureaucratic processes.
• Inventory: A tablet with a black-blue spiderweb motif encasement that she uses to note down her thoughts, read files, search around the web to check the news and other mundane uses. She had it custom made from an informatics shop in hell so thatshe can make it appear and disappear at will but, otherwise, it's a fairly regular tablet. She also has a telescopic stylus that doubles as a pointer.
• Sample Post:
It was a good month for Rudolf. Last week, his boss decided that he had proven his worth enough and, as a result, he got promoted to manager, and his paycheck had been raised in consequence. Of course, this meant added responsabilities. He had to make sure that every employee was doing their job properly and some of these guys were really prone to slacking off. Rudolf understood that it was just a menial desk job and that it got boring, but at least he knew that by making an effort one could get rewarded. Like he did!
Lunch break began, and he was excited to join his fellow managers for a meal. He may even get invited to an all-manager sunday barbaque! However, he stopped when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Rudolf turned around, and saw a pretty co-worker that was asking him to share lunch. He smiled, a pleasant smile he had rehearsed in front of the mirror several times. It was very professional, too. "Ah, is she charmed by my new position?" is what he thought. Naturally, as a man that's been single for several years, when this visually appealing female showed some interest towards him and the charm of his recently earned position, he decided to ditch the all-manager lunch to spend time with this girl.
They went outside, and began chatting over some sandwiches. Rudolf didn't recognize her, but he figured she was a new employee. As a manager, it was his duty to know who everyone was, so he'd be the smooth guy and wait for any indication of her name to play it cool. He was also supposed to have initiative and take charge, so that's what he did: He started off by asking her how she was doing in her new workplace. "It's fine so far..." she said "... Everyone's nice, and the job's not too hard. But there's something off about this place..." Something off? What could she mean by this? Wait a moment... He remembered a rumor that was going around between other employees. The big boss may have ties with a local mafia! Was this what she meant!?
They continued talking about this issue, and he grew more and more concerned about the company he had been working for. The way his boss managed to get his business going so fast, it was all very shady! The company got where it was with back-alley deals, and the police can't do anything about it. If the police had their hands tied, then what could be done about it? She then said something to him and, suddenly, it all clicked on his head. He knew what to do now. Rudolf thanked her and apologized for having to leave her like that, then rushed out to his house. He knew what to do now.
The alarm blared loudly, and a hand swatted towards its general position to turn it off. Seven AM, a good time to wake up. Angela got out of her bed, and went on her usual morning routine. Brewing some black coffee, preparing some toast, and tuning in a news radio to hear as she got ready for a new day. However, she stopped on her tracks at one of the headlines: Florida Man Attempts to Demolish Local Business She listened closely to what the reporter said as she covered her face with her hands: it appeared that the perpetrator of the crime, who had rammed a truck into the building, was claiming that the company that owned the building had ties with the Yakuza, and that he had to destroy the place.
Angela couldn't believe what the radio was informing of. "How can someone be this stupid..." she muttered "... I told him he had to bring the company the company down, but he didn't have to be so literal!" She had spent a good month getting everything prepared: making the rumor spread, putting some strange numbers here and there for credibility, and even convincing the boss that Rudolf was due to a promotion so he could get the evidence! Angela wanted lawsuits and smear campaigns, not this madness!
The clock marked 7:30. Crap, if she didn't hurry, then she'd be late. She quickly finished her breakfast and got dressed for school. Perhaps if she showed up early she could convince the proctor to give her a passing grade. After all, even if things didn't go as planned, there had been some damage to the company, namely sky-high expenses to repair a truck-shaped hole in the entrance.
Lunch break began, and he was excited to join his fellow managers for a meal. He may even get invited to an all-manager sunday barbaque! However, he stopped when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Rudolf turned around, and saw a pretty co-worker that was asking him to share lunch. He smiled, a pleasant smile he had rehearsed in front of the mirror several times. It was very professional, too. "Ah, is she charmed by my new position?" is what he thought. Naturally, as a man that's been single for several years, when this visually appealing female showed some interest towards him and the charm of his recently earned position, he decided to ditch the all-manager lunch to spend time with this girl.
They went outside, and began chatting over some sandwiches. Rudolf didn't recognize her, but he figured she was a new employee. As a manager, it was his duty to know who everyone was, so he'd be the smooth guy and wait for any indication of her name to play it cool. He was also supposed to have initiative and take charge, so that's what he did: He started off by asking her how she was doing in her new workplace. "It's fine so far..." she said "... Everyone's nice, and the job's not too hard. But there's something off about this place..." Something off? What could she mean by this? Wait a moment... He remembered a rumor that was going around between other employees. The big boss may have ties with a local mafia! Was this what she meant!?
They continued talking about this issue, and he grew more and more concerned about the company he had been working for. The way his boss managed to get his business going so fast, it was all very shady! The company got where it was with back-alley deals, and the police can't do anything about it. If the police had their hands tied, then what could be done about it? She then said something to him and, suddenly, it all clicked on his head. He knew what to do now. Rudolf thanked her and apologized for having to leave her like that, then rushed out to his house. He knew what to do now.
The alarm blared loudly, and a hand swatted towards its general position to turn it off. Seven AM, a good time to wake up. Angela got out of her bed, and went on her usual morning routine. Brewing some black coffee, preparing some toast, and tuning in a news radio to hear as she got ready for a new day. However, she stopped on her tracks at one of the headlines: Florida Man Attempts to Demolish Local Business She listened closely to what the reporter said as she covered her face with her hands: it appeared that the perpetrator of the crime, who had rammed a truck into the building, was claiming that the company that owned the building had ties with the Yakuza, and that he had to destroy the place.
Angela couldn't believe what the radio was informing of. "How can someone be this stupid..." she muttered "... I told him he had to bring the company the company down, but he didn't have to be so literal!" She had spent a good month getting everything prepared: making the rumor spread, putting some strange numbers here and there for credibility, and even convincing the boss that Rudolf was due to a promotion so he could get the evidence! Angela wanted lawsuits and smear campaigns, not this madness!
The clock marked 7:30. Crap, if she didn't hurry, then she'd be late. She quickly finished her breakfast and got dressed for school. Perhaps if she showed up early she could convince the proctor to give her a passing grade. After all, even if things didn't go as planned, there had been some damage to the company, namely sky-high expenses to repair a truck-shaped hole in the entrance.
• Other: Here's a theme.
