Here's a rough draft. I'll flesh it out some more after talking with Bee and the Co-Gms. Just wanted to get my foot in the door.
Name: Sastro Sewojo, AKA "Sam"
Age: 31
Nationality: Indonesian
Noble Arm Name & Appearance: A single action revolver of late nineteenth century manufacture, in immaculately pristine condition. (Exact model and caliber TBD)
Noble Arm Rank:
Power: C
Speed: C? (The effect on Sam is continuous, his buffing (or debuffing) others takes effect pretty fast, the gun shoots a little slow on account of being single-action, but is otherwise a normal gun)
Range: E
Persistence: B
Precision: B
Potential: A
Noble Arm Type, Element, and Range: The item serves a support and a ranged function. The support function is achieved with skin-to-skin contact between the user and the person being affected. As a ranged weapon, the pistol has an effective range of a normal pistol of that manufacture (exact stats to be researched).
Noble Arm Abilities:
Endocrine Optimisation: When the weapon first appeared in his possession, Sam underwent a very uncomfortable growth spurt and increased muscle mass while losing body fat. Essentially, the Arm had forced the dweeby and physically unfit late-twenty-something to undergo a second puberty and develop the physique and stature commensurate with using the weapon. After this initial hurdle, the weapon has continued to regulate his brain and body chemistry, enforcing a more heightened wakefulness and a more deepened sleep, suppressing his appetite between regular meals, and keeping him pretty close to emotional equilibrium.
Endocrine Manipulation: When making skin-to-skin contact with another person, the Arm allows Sam to effect a change in their body chemistry to some particular end: releasing endorphins to dull pain; eliminating lactic acid to alleviate muscle fatigue; spiking testosterone to temporarily boost strength and aggressiveness; flooding a person with sleep or stress hormones to throw them off their game (a powerful and discreet tool, since discussions often begin with a handshake, giving him his chance.)
Factory Reset: The pistol always remains clean and fully loaded after a round is discharged. Powder burns and staining can occur on the surfaces shot, but the gun itself remains as it was. It never needs to be reloaded or maintained.
Misc Abilities: What are your other talents?
- Marksmanship; knife-throwing
- Multilingual
- Negotiation skills
Personality: WIP
Harsh with himself, patient with others. Well-spoken and "likable" (I'll work on better defining this at some point). Needs to get over himself, and let go of his guilt for being a rude NEET in the past.
*Likes: Kreteks, Cowboy/Buddy Cop movies,
*Dislikes:Sweets,
Fears: WIP
Bio:
*Current Goal: To make his parents pleased. This is sort of a moot point; his mother loved him unconditionally before he got the noble arm, and his father is just pleased to see him finally having grown up and gotten a life. Not to mention, they can't exactly know all the details about his classified work with Task Force Obsidian. But, driven but a deep-seated guilt over his being a lazy burden on them in his twenties pushes him to continually try to bite off more than he can chew.
Military or Civilian Rank:
[IDK about this; what do they do for non-military people in Task Force Obsidian?]
Appearance: Tall (for the region); slender; toned arms and chest; thick facial hair; ear-length hair. Portrait TBD.
Name: Sastro Sewojo, AKA "Sam"
Age: 31
Nationality: Indonesian
Noble Arm Name & Appearance: A single action revolver of late nineteenth century manufacture, in immaculately pristine condition. (Exact model and caliber TBD)
Noble Arm Rank:
Power: C
Speed: C? (The effect on Sam is continuous, his buffing (or debuffing) others takes effect pretty fast, the gun shoots a little slow on account of being single-action, but is otherwise a normal gun)
Range: E
Persistence: B
Precision: B
Potential: A
Noble Arm Type, Element, and Range: The item serves a support and a ranged function. The support function is achieved with skin-to-skin contact between the user and the person being affected. As a ranged weapon, the pistol has an effective range of a normal pistol of that manufacture (exact stats to be researched).
Noble Arm Abilities:
Endocrine Optimisation: When the weapon first appeared in his possession, Sam underwent a very uncomfortable growth spurt and increased muscle mass while losing body fat. Essentially, the Arm had forced the dweeby and physically unfit late-twenty-something to undergo a second puberty and develop the physique and stature commensurate with using the weapon. After this initial hurdle, the weapon has continued to regulate his brain and body chemistry, enforcing a more heightened wakefulness and a more deepened sleep, suppressing his appetite between regular meals, and keeping him pretty close to emotional equilibrium.
Endocrine Manipulation: When making skin-to-skin contact with another person, the Arm allows Sam to effect a change in their body chemistry to some particular end: releasing endorphins to dull pain; eliminating lactic acid to alleviate muscle fatigue; spiking testosterone to temporarily boost strength and aggressiveness; flooding a person with sleep or stress hormones to throw them off their game (a powerful and discreet tool, since discussions often begin with a handshake, giving him his chance.)
Factory Reset: The pistol always remains clean and fully loaded after a round is discharged. Powder burns and staining can occur on the surfaces shot, but the gun itself remains as it was. It never needs to be reloaded or maintained.
Misc Abilities: What are your other talents?
- Marksmanship; knife-throwing
- Multilingual
- Negotiation skills
Personality: WIP
Harsh with himself, patient with others. Well-spoken and "likable" (I'll work on better defining this at some point). Needs to get over himself, and let go of his guilt for being a rude NEET in the past.
*Likes: Kreteks, Cowboy/Buddy Cop movies,
*Dislikes:Sweets,
Fears: WIP
Bio:
*Current Goal: To make his parents pleased. This is sort of a moot point; his mother loved him unconditionally before he got the noble arm, and his father is just pleased to see him finally having grown up and gotten a life. Not to mention, they can't exactly know all the details about his classified work with Task Force Obsidian. But, driven but a deep-seated guilt over his being a lazy burden on them in his twenties pushes him to continually try to bite off more than he can chew.
Military or Civilian Rank:
[IDK about this; what do they do for non-military people in Task Force Obsidian?]