@ShaggyDoo0I know that life especially during the holiday season. Fuck that lol.
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@QueentzeYour profile is approved. When I get around a computer, I will update the list.
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@Holy Soldier Done!
Name: Richard Arachnidae
Nickname: Spinner or Rick
Age: 27
Race: Myth (Decedent of Arachnae)
Height: 5ft. 4in.
Weight: 135 lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Black
Description: Richard is a fair skinned young man with an average face, the kind you would lose in a crowd if not for his six eyes. His main eyes are his largest and they sit in the normal position on his face, but about an inch above each eye is a smaller one, and the last set of eyes are closer together and about an inch above the middle set. Normally he covers the top two sets of eyes with a bandana to blend in easily. He is a natural bald and is unable to grow facial hair which gives him a more professional look. His arms and legs are covered with short thick brown hair. On the topic of legs,
Richard has four spiderlike appendages growing out of his back with three main joints and hooked feet. The only way to hide them is folding them up against his back inside a trench coat.
Personality: Richard is normally a quiet man who prefers to stay in the back and people watch, but the moment a topic comes up that he is interested in he can become very social. He is a pacifist by nature and will always prefer to settle differences with words rather than violence. Unlike others of his kind he despises being isolated, those who worked with him would even call him clingy.
Background: Richard never knew his parents as he was found as an infant by a P.R.I.E.S. agent in a back alley. His multiple eyes and arachnid appendages made him instantly something that the agent had to take away from the public area. The agent's name was Deanna Therize, a human researcher who liked to take the back ways to and from work. With him being a supernatural creature, it was hard to get the paperwork for his citizenship and to legally adopt him through the Syndicate. After x-rays, brain scans, physicals, and other sorts of tests the Syndicate allowed Deanna to raise little Richard as her own. The only clause to the agreement was that if Richard became agressive or hostile, the Syndicate had the right to take him into custody.
Most of his young life, Richard was watched closely by the Syndicate and his adoptive mother tried her best to keep him happy and raise him right. She did her job well and he had a semi normal childhood. As he grew his love for science and puzzles grew as well. Whwn he was old enough he began his studies and training within the Syndicate. A few years ago he graduated and now he works as a field researcher and is currently looking to become the head of the department. Sadly his mother won't be able to see him move up in rank as she passed away a few years prior to him getting the job with the Syndicate.
Weapons: Taser, pepper spray, and a 9mm semi auto Ruger that has never been fired outside of the shooting range.
Skills: Investigation - Richard is fairly good at finding clues at crime scenes and piecing them together.
Research - Richard's ability to speed read and his skill with searching files and databases means it takes him little time to find the information he is looking for.
Chemistry - Richard loves experimenting, expecially with chemicals. He knows how to make antivenom and antidotes to poisons.
Level head - So long as he isn't on the barrel end of a gun, or completely surrounded by people that want him dead.
Powers: Webs - As Richard is part spider, he has the ability to spin spider silk using spinnerettes that are at the back of his mouth. He can make two types of silk, the first is hair thin and extremely sticky but easy to break. The second is fairly thick and strong enough to hold up to two hundred pounds on a single strand. So far he has never been able to run out of the thin sticky silk but he can only make up to about ten feet if the stronger silk at a time. It takes a few hours for his body to produce more.
Pheromones - Richard constantly produces pheromones that make normal spiders friendly to him.
Venom - Richard's canines are fairly sharp with tiny holes in them that excrete a mild neurotoxin. The neurotoxin causes slight loss in motor control, making the person feel sluggish. The toxin is non lethal and wears off after
half an hour.
Spider legs - When Richard's two spider legs are out, he can scale flat walls with ease and grip onto things that his hands normally could not. He has full control over the legs as he has had them since birth. Just like any other muscle, they have to be exercised to stay in shape, even though they have a hard exoskeleton. Just like spider's legs, there is a tube filled with fluid that runs through them that expands and contracts to move the legs.
Nickname: Spinner or Rick
Age: 27
Race: Myth (Decedent of Arachnae)
Height: 5ft. 4in.
Weight: 135 lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Black
Description: Richard is a fair skinned young man with an average face, the kind you would lose in a crowd if not for his six eyes. His main eyes are his largest and they sit in the normal position on his face, but about an inch above each eye is a smaller one, and the last set of eyes are closer together and about an inch above the middle set. Normally he covers the top two sets of eyes with a bandana to blend in easily. He is a natural bald and is unable to grow facial hair which gives him a more professional look. His arms and legs are covered with short thick brown hair. On the topic of legs,
Richard has four spiderlike appendages growing out of his back with three main joints and hooked feet. The only way to hide them is folding them up against his back inside a trench coat.
Personality: Richard is normally a quiet man who prefers to stay in the back and people watch, but the moment a topic comes up that he is interested in he can become very social. He is a pacifist by nature and will always prefer to settle differences with words rather than violence. Unlike others of his kind he despises being isolated, those who worked with him would even call him clingy.
Background: Richard never knew his parents as he was found as an infant by a P.R.I.E.S. agent in a back alley. His multiple eyes and arachnid appendages made him instantly something that the agent had to take away from the public area. The agent's name was Deanna Therize, a human researcher who liked to take the back ways to and from work. With him being a supernatural creature, it was hard to get the paperwork for his citizenship and to legally adopt him through the Syndicate. After x-rays, brain scans, physicals, and other sorts of tests the Syndicate allowed Deanna to raise little Richard as her own. The only clause to the agreement was that if Richard became agressive or hostile, the Syndicate had the right to take him into custody.
Most of his young life, Richard was watched closely by the Syndicate and his adoptive mother tried her best to keep him happy and raise him right. She did her job well and he had a semi normal childhood. As he grew his love for science and puzzles grew as well. Whwn he was old enough he began his studies and training within the Syndicate. A few years ago he graduated and now he works as a field researcher and is currently looking to become the head of the department. Sadly his mother won't be able to see him move up in rank as she passed away a few years prior to him getting the job with the Syndicate.
Weapons: Taser, pepper spray, and a 9mm semi auto Ruger that has never been fired outside of the shooting range.
Skills: Investigation - Richard is fairly good at finding clues at crime scenes and piecing them together.
Research - Richard's ability to speed read and his skill with searching files and databases means it takes him little time to find the information he is looking for.
Chemistry - Richard loves experimenting, expecially with chemicals. He knows how to make antivenom and antidotes to poisons.
Level head - So long as he isn't on the barrel end of a gun, or completely surrounded by people that want him dead.
Powers: Webs - As Richard is part spider, he has the ability to spin spider silk using spinnerettes that are at the back of his mouth. He can make two types of silk, the first is hair thin and extremely sticky but easy to break. The second is fairly thick and strong enough to hold up to two hundred pounds on a single strand. So far he has never been able to run out of the thin sticky silk but he can only make up to about ten feet if the stronger silk at a time. It takes a few hours for his body to produce more.
Pheromones - Richard constantly produces pheromones that make normal spiders friendly to him.
Venom - Richard's canines are fairly sharp with tiny holes in them that excrete a mild neurotoxin. The neurotoxin causes slight loss in motor control, making the person feel sluggish. The toxin is non lethal and wears off after
half an hour.
Spider legs - When Richard's two spider legs are out, he can scale flat walls with ease and grip onto things that his hands normally could not. He has full control over the legs as he has had them since birth. Just like any other muscle, they have to be exercised to stay in shape, even though they have a hard exoskeleton. Just like spider's legs, there is a tube filled with fluid that runs through them that expands and contracts to move the legs.
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@Holy Soldier Edited the powers and what you highlighted...just need a confirmation that it is approved in that aspect and then will get to work on the weapons and whatnot...also will update the PMed CS to match this one :3
So if stated correctly he could enter the void in spot A but remain in spot A, just on a different plane?
"A man has many faces, and many faces this man must use."
Name: Azrael
Nickname: The Faceless One, Many Faced Man
Age: N/A
Race: Angel
Height: 6'4
Weight: 170lbs
Hair Color: N/A
Eye Color: N/A
Description: Azrael stands at a large height of sic feet, four inches and with a well defined, one hundred and seventy pound frame, usually hidden behind baggy clothes and a hoodie. This is his usual attire since he does not have a face per say. However, when he does meet the public's eye, it is easy to spot him. He looks to be in his twenties, with long white hair but with a face that is hard to decipher gender as it is closer to being androgynous. Should you cross his path on the sidewalk or wherever, if you are able to see your breath on a hot day or if you gain frost of your hot cup of coffee or cocoa, you are not to far from him. The problem that he faces daily is his icy aura that seems to follow him wherever he may go. It's not because he chooses to have this aura but because of who he is, he now must deal with this coldness daily.
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Personality: Seemingly endless of emotional void, Azrael in fact envies those who are mortal, able to fade into oblivion with ease. He doesn't envy them personally, but rather Azrael will never enjoy that which is eternal peace. He is kind and cruel, caring and apathetic, courageous and cowardly. Overall Azrael is as mysterious as those he tracks down, not just for The Syndicate, but for those who knock upon his door. To those who accept him, Azrael brings them ephemeral and peaceful final moments of life, opened white wings of solitude. To those who coward in fear, be warned, as he brings upon those a painful end.
He has no particular view of the Syndicate, whether its their infrastructure, beliefs, or morals
Background:
The Shunned Man:
There once was a man who was lonely. It was not because he was a drunkard or a thief, a murderer or a rapist, nor was he evil or corrupt. Everyone would meet this man. The young despised him, those prime of their age were fearful and the elderly welcomed him with open arms. Though he would sometimes see those who would smile at his presence, they would soon disappear as soon as they came. One day, in a fit of anger and heartbreak, had taken a blade to his body and parted himself in two. Many had thought he had passed away, some had mourned his death and others glad he was gone. But divine powers that be had plans for him. One half had moved on into the ethereal realm, the second half remained in the living world as a reminder of this man presence and what it meant to all.
This is the story many know of Azrael however, this is not the true story.
Weapon(s):
Crucible: As the angel of death, it is only natural he has a blade to match the name. He opted against the scythe as it was to cliché and useless in actual combat. While remaining in both the physical and paranormal realms, it is capable of attacking both physical and ghostly figures or creatures and inflict damage on either plane. Now should he attack a human or living creature with the Curcible while in the void, the damage done would be more internal and feel as if it actually happened. For example, if he was to stab them in the heart while in the void, it would feel like a heart attack but without the actual damage done. However, the human or creatures soul will take the actual damage and can be seen when that person or creature dies and passes on.
Skills:
Power(s):
(1)Faceless: Azrael has the ability to take on many different faces and voices, having given each one a name and alias. It is especially helpful when he goes undercover. He has given the syndicate a list of his many aliases and when using them, send the syndicate code-words or phrases specific to that alias.
(2)Planeswalker:This ability allows him to walk through the Void, the place between heaven and hell. With this he can travel about and across the world if necessary. The Syndicate has found this to be a very useful tool as he has become a useful agent.
(3)Aura of Pestilence:This is the aura that is talked about in his description, he has no control over the basic coldness of it but the effects he can. There are several things it can do but he has limitations due to his physical presence on the earth. On top of the icy chill that enters the air, anyone, human or creature, in his direct vicinity (roughly 15 feet radius) can start to feel sick or weak but just a little bit. Most would believe that they may have over exerted themselves somehow or think that they have eaten something that was expired. The longer one stays in his aura, the weaker and sicker they will become.
(4)Aura of Oblivion: He can, if need be, amplify Aura of Pestilence should he move into the Void when fighting an enemy. Now if the enemy is of a more paranormal nature (Ghost, wraith, etc) Aura of Oblivion then takes on a more lethal approach, as it attacks the soul of the individuals. He can focus this ability, leaving bystanders out of harms way, but the basic feeling of fatigue and sickness will still occur.
Name: Azrael
Nickname: The Faceless One, Many Faced Man
Age: N/A
Race: Angel
Height: 6'4
Weight: 170lbs
Hair Color: N/A
Eye Color: N/A
Description: Azrael stands at a large height of sic feet, four inches and with a well defined, one hundred and seventy pound frame, usually hidden behind baggy clothes and a hoodie. This is his usual attire since he does not have a face per say. However, when he does meet the public's eye, it is easy to spot him. He looks to be in his twenties, with long white hair but with a face that is hard to decipher gender as it is closer to being androgynous. Should you cross his path on the sidewalk or wherever, if you are able to see your breath on a hot day or if you gain frost of your hot cup of coffee or cocoa, you are not to far from him. The problem that he faces daily is his icy aura that seems to follow him wherever he may go. It's not because he chooses to have this aura but because of who he is, he now must deal with this coldness daily.
Visual:
Personality: Seemingly endless of emotional void, Azrael in fact envies those who are mortal, able to fade into oblivion with ease. He doesn't envy them personally, but rather Azrael will never enjoy that which is eternal peace. He is kind and cruel, caring and apathetic, courageous and cowardly. Overall Azrael is as mysterious as those he tracks down, not just for The Syndicate, but for those who knock upon his door. To those who accept him, Azrael brings them ephemeral and peaceful final moments of life, opened white wings of solitude. To those who coward in fear, be warned, as he brings upon those a painful end.
He has no particular view of the Syndicate, whether its their infrastructure, beliefs, or morals
Background:
The Shunned Man:
There once was a man who was lonely. It was not because he was a drunkard or a thief, a murderer or a rapist, nor was he evil or corrupt. Everyone would meet this man. The young despised him, those prime of their age were fearful and the elderly welcomed him with open arms. Though he would sometimes see those who would smile at his presence, they would soon disappear as soon as they came. One day, in a fit of anger and heartbreak, had taken a blade to his body and parted himself in two. Many had thought he had passed away, some had mourned his death and others glad he was gone. But divine powers that be had plans for him. One half had moved on into the ethereal realm, the second half remained in the living world as a reminder of this man presence and what it meant to all.
This is the story many know of Azrael however, this is not the true story.
Weapon(s):
Crucible: As the angel of death, it is only natural he has a blade to match the name. He opted against the scythe as it was to cliché and useless in actual combat. While remaining in both the physical and paranormal realms, it is capable of attacking both physical and ghostly figures or creatures and inflict damage on either plane. Now should he attack a human or living creature with the Curcible while in the void, the damage done would be more internal and feel as if it actually happened. For example, if he was to stab them in the heart while in the void, it would feel like a heart attack but without the actual damage done. However, the human or creatures soul will take the actual damage and can be seen when that person or creature dies and passes on.
Skills:
Power(s):
(1)Faceless: Azrael has the ability to take on many different faces and voices, having given each one a name and alias. It is especially helpful when he goes undercover. He has given the syndicate a list of his many aliases and when using them, send the syndicate code-words or phrases specific to that alias.
(2)Planeswalker:This ability allows him to walk through the Void, the place between heaven and hell. With this he can travel about and across the world if necessary. The Syndicate has found this to be a very useful tool as he has become a useful agent.
(3)Aura of Pestilence:This is the aura that is talked about in his description, he has no control over the basic coldness of it but the effects he can. There are several things it can do but he has limitations due to his physical presence on the earth. On top of the icy chill that enters the air, anyone, human or creature, in his direct vicinity (roughly 15 feet radius) can start to feel sick or weak but just a little bit. Most would believe that they may have over exerted themselves somehow or think that they have eaten something that was expired. The longer one stays in his aura, the weaker and sicker they will become.
(4)Aura of Oblivion: He can, if need be, amplify Aura of Pestilence should he move into the Void when fighting an enemy. Now if the enemy is of a more paranormal nature (Ghost, wraith, etc) Aura of Oblivion then takes on a more lethal approach, as it attacks the soul of the individuals. He can focus this ability, leaving bystanders out of harms way, but the basic feeling of fatigue and sickness will still occur.
So if stated correctly he could enter the void in spot A but remain in spot A, just on a different plane?
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@FallenTrinityThe changes look good. You may proceed. :)
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How many players are you hoping to get before calling it closed?
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@Holy Soldier
Thank you :) will do tomorrow after work
Thank you :) will do tomorrow after work
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If you guys are still accepting, I'd love to join!
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@XenoCyanideThis game will never be closed to applicants because people have short attention spans and constantly join and quit games. I leave it open so that those people can always be replaced but I will be posting up the actual game soon. I have to work around all of these holiday events.
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Oh! I see. That makes sense. I had forgotten it is the holidays coming up and some people are losing their minds with a stressful schedule. Stay sane, everyone. This, too, shall pass! :)
Oh! I see. That makes sense. I had forgotten it is the holidays coming up and some people are losing their minds with a stressful schedule. Stay sane, everyone. This, too, shall pass! :)
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Heh, I just realized we have two Micheals.
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@redbaron1234It's a very common name so it makes sense.
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Well, uhh, here's my CS! It's been a while since I actually made a CS, but I hope it lives up to standards.
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Name
Aradia Coventry
Age
28
Race
Witch
Hieght
5' 11"
Weight
130 lbs.
Hair Colour
Blonde
Eye Colour
Blue
Description
With her sapphire blue eyes and silky blonde hair that flows and bounces on her shoulder, clear white skin and graceful steps, Aradia looks like something straight out of 50’s beauty magazine. However, she, like the rest of us, does have her oddities. Her skin is either unnaturally cool or warm, her eyes are dark and piercing, and her lips are fixed in a permanent smirk or sneer. Pale scars, reminiscent of claw marks, line her hips and shoulders, marks which she covers up with casual clothes. T-shirt, jeans, jacket, anything to blend in, however in certain occasions, Aradia isn’t shy to wear a frilly white dress and stand over a grate that’s blowing air. Though, she's more a fan of natural colours, deep navy blues, and lush forest greens with white or opal jewels that sparkle on her fingers and neck like little stars.
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Personalty
Aradia is a very reserved woman, drinking overpriced lattes in fancy cafes alone while she judges strangers from afar. None of that Southern hospitality had remained with her, however, cold as she may be, Aradia isn’t unsympathetic. She cares for the ones around her, hell, she might even bring a cupcake to work for a coworker’s birthday, but overall, she likes to keep that stoic and independent exterior. Aradia is also naturally cunning, quick witted and with a well well-hung tongue, she’s not afraid to snap back some sassy response even if she’s all tied up with a gun barrel pointed at her head, she might as well go out with a laugh.
Background
Located somewhere in between the deep south where cousins marry, and up north where complaining about coffee prices is a norm, Aradia lived a relatively peaceful life. Going through the natural stages of life. Going to school, get A’s, make a crap short story in middle school, smoke pot in high school and go to college and graduate with a degree you never wanted in the first place. Everyone is always quick to say they hate life, and so is Aradia, but deep down she enjoyed it. Her parents were always there to ruin it, though.
Coming from a long line of religious fanatics, Aradia’s parents were naturally restrictive and overbearing, the perfect conditions to grow a little rebel in. Aradia’s grew and strengthened her short-lived rebellious nature in the form of witchcraft, she never really believed in the stuff at first, she only enjoyed the feeling of pointing at her parents and say “I curse thee!” in order to feel as if she has some control in her life before storming up into her room and slamming the door shut.
However, a certain power always resided in her home after she burnt a few offerings to the god of Who-Gives-A-Damn, it was nothing at first, colder weather more unpleasant dreams, but once the windows started to explode in and the bulbs constantly flickering, Aradia’s parents fear of her becoming something nasty wasn’t unfounded. Aradia was soon kicked out and ran into the arms of the only one who still cared about her, Grand Mama.
Her grandmother’s home was a nurturing place, one of serenity and peace, but even in those perfect conditions Aradia’s teen angst and hate for her parents stewed. Her grandmother, or Grand Mama, tried hard to convince Aradia’s parents to take back the girl, to be supportive and understanding but her struggles were in vain, it was clear they wanted nothing to do with their daughter, and so Grand Mama kept her. Aradia’s life was quite after that, her hate turned to apathy and she slowly fell out of the craft, she was back on track on becoming a normal nobody again.
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Aradia was all grown up and ready to move out. Little happened in between. Aradia fell back into witchcraft, though, curious about her witchy past after she was hit by a wave of nostalgia when viewing a family album, inspiration arises from the strangest of places. She had begun her transformation into the hippie aunt who wore healing crystals by the time she left home, making her way into a homey apartment in a peculiar city that was never discussed about instead in hushed whispers and disapproving glares.
Aradia used to treat witchcraft as a simple tool for her to use, believing that no real harm could come to her if, however, her perspective on all that radically changed one day when she walked into her home to see it ransack, not by intruders, but by poltergeists who think hanging dead animal entrails on her lights was a funny prank.
That day, Aradia almost did make a bigger mess on the floor, but, instead of running away from the magic that caused this, she stuck around and continued playing. Playing with a lion’s tail would most likely be safer than toying around with demons, but she just had to satisfy her curiosity. She discovered many more aspects of the craft by doing so, the more destructive side, the more powerful side. Soon, the balance of the universe and life itself were just playthings to her, granted those playthings might kill her at any second but isn’t the thrill of danger what makes life so enjoyable?
Coming from a long line of religious fanatics, Aradia’s parents were naturally restrictive and overbearing, the perfect conditions to grow a little rebel in. Aradia’s grew and strengthened her short-lived rebellious nature in the form of witchcraft, she never really believed in the stuff at first, she only enjoyed the feeling of pointing at her parents and say “I curse thee!” in order to feel as if she has some control in her life before storming up into her room and slamming the door shut.
However, a certain power always resided in her home after she burnt a few offerings to the god of Who-Gives-A-Damn, it was nothing at first, colder weather more unpleasant dreams, but once the windows started to explode in and the bulbs constantly flickering, Aradia’s parents fear of her becoming something nasty wasn’t unfounded. Aradia was soon kicked out and ran into the arms of the only one who still cared about her, Grand Mama.
Her grandmother’s home was a nurturing place, one of serenity and peace, but even in those perfect conditions Aradia’s teen angst and hate for her parents stewed. Her grandmother, or Grand Mama, tried hard to convince Aradia’s parents to take back the girl, to be supportive and understanding but her struggles were in vain, it was clear they wanted nothing to do with their daughter, and so Grand Mama kept her. Aradia’s life was quite after that, her hate turned to apathy and she slowly fell out of the craft, she was back on track on becoming a normal nobody again.
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Aradia was all grown up and ready to move out. Little happened in between. Aradia fell back into witchcraft, though, curious about her witchy past after she was hit by a wave of nostalgia when viewing a family album, inspiration arises from the strangest of places. She had begun her transformation into the hippie aunt who wore healing crystals by the time she left home, making her way into a homey apartment in a peculiar city that was never discussed about instead in hushed whispers and disapproving glares.
Aradia used to treat witchcraft as a simple tool for her to use, believing that no real harm could come to her if, however, her perspective on all that radically changed one day when she walked into her home to see it ransack, not by intruders, but by poltergeists who think hanging dead animal entrails on her lights was a funny prank.
That day, Aradia almost did make a bigger mess on the floor, but, instead of running away from the magic that caused this, she stuck around and continued playing. Playing with a lion’s tail would most likely be safer than toying around with demons, but she just had to satisfy her curiosity. She discovered many more aspects of the craft by doing so, the more destructive side, the more powerful side. Soon, the balance of the universe and life itself were just playthings to her, granted those playthings might kill her at any second but isn’t the thrill of danger what makes life so enjoyable?
Weapon
- A Bell
This bell, infused with Aradia's power, can draw in or scare away spirits, and provide clarity and clairvoyance with it's clear, and high-pitched tone. Ringing it with proper intent can cause the magic that swirls in Aradia to grow more powerful, increasing Aradia's own durability and brute strength, invoke spirits for a seance or ritual, or drive away demons, ghosts, or any other unpure power that seeks to harm Aradia. (Note: The bell isn't able to banish everything, only small creatures or weak curses. Anything more powerful than that can only be weakened, and possibly driven away, or annoyed.) - Athame
A small knife, seemingly normal and uninteresting at first glance. The black-hilted blade is actually a very potent tool capable of showcasing many properties from acting as a magnet to slicing anything without even touching it. Aradia's blade, infused with her own magic, never dulls and is extremely sharp, able to slice through steel if enough pressure is applied. Also, holding the blade firmly in her hand can increase the potency of her spells during rituals and the area her deadly aura can affect. - Prayer Beads
Charged with devastating or holy power, dropping one of the beads can cause it to affect the area around it, usually several feet in diameter. Their abnormal properties are akin to Aradia's fourth power, able to subtly or clearly affect anything in the area, in terms of corrupting or cleansing the target area, without Aradia needing to first touch the target. These effects can be boosted morale or an increase in hopelessness, to causing disease or cure to spread quicker in the area, a more subtle and less powerful alternative to spread magic than using her powers. Placing the beads back on the string or destroying it are the only means by which the beads' effects can be halted, however, if left alone, the beads are able to affect the area for a full day before spending all their energy and becoming simple and non-magical beads again. - A Totally Ordinary Cookbook
The Grimoire/Cook Book is chock full of handy apple pie recipes, and instructions on how to summon a dark lord. Hidden among recipes for gumbo and perfectly seasoned turkey are instructions for different spells and potions and natural remedies that are cleverly embedded in the words to stop any nosey family member from reading through and figuring out what it’s for. The book itself, however, is not in anyway magical, however, it is infused with emotion throughout the years of its use, making it very handy to empower spells.
Skills
- Durable
The magic that Aradia uses on a day to day basis has not only bewitched her charms but her flesh too. Its power twists and mingles in her flesh, blood, and bone, strengthening her defences to supernatural lengths. While she may not be able to simply shrug off a bullet like Superman, she has learned how to take a punch. Able to power through broken legs and gaping wounds, curses and spells. - Dead Tongue
Aradia, through years of communicating with her spirit guide, has honed a special talent, able to speak to the mumbling undead or latin spouting ghosts. She's able to sense and communicate effectively with any dead, undead or supernatural being. - Enchantress
Aradia's pretty face is a lot more useful than you'd expect. While not total mind control, Aradia's has a natural charm about her that makes her very persuasive. Able to tempt even the most stoic of men with a few carefully chosen words and a flick of her skirt. Reserved as she may be, Aradia is deep down a people person. - Wild
Everyone has their animalistic tendencies, and Aradia is no different. During times of great pressure or stress, Aradia starts to grow colder, more cunning and manipulative, able to think calmer and quicker about the situation at hand. Her physical abilities also start to peak, getting sudden boosts of energy during chases, and a harder exterior and faster movements during a fight.
Powers
- Give in
Aradia gives herself up to the unholy spirits that her craft attracts, letting them twist her mind and flesh into a horrible monster hellbent on death. Her once lissom figure and pretty face is now transformed to a lanky, and stretched mass of red flesh and black bone, with razor-like tooth and nail. Aradia loses the ability to control her body, everything she does is now controlled by the dark spirits that possess her, and their only ambition is to kill anything in front of her. However, Aradia can tap out of this state at will, but, the longer she stays in it, the harder it gets to tap out, and the process of gaining control again is very draining, usually leaving her physically weak and drowsy. Aradia is able to maintain this monstrous state for a few hours before it becomes irreversible. - Deadly Aura
Aradia gains the ability to manipulate life within a small area around her, allowing her to drain life, inflict sickness, leech off health, and, if concentrating enough, heal others in exchange for her own health or an unsuspecting victim. However, the more she uses this power, the more her bubble shrinks, and the bubble takes time to grow back to its natural size. Usually taking about 15 to 30 minutes to properly recharge, and her area of effect being several feet in diameter once fully recharged. - Magic
A witch's most important skill. Aradia is able to cast a whole slew of spells, from chilling blasts to calling upon the undead. However, unlike her other powers, casting spells usually requires her to pay up in order for her magic to take effect. Costs can range from simple concentration to tapping into the eldritch energy within her, to burning basil leaves, or sacrificing a goat. The higher the cost, the more potent and powerful the spell. (However she is able to cast any magic she wants using only spiritual energy and centration, but overuse of this will lead to fatigue, passing out, or even death.) - Cleanse and Corrupt
Tapping into unseen cosmic powers, Aradia can tip the delicate balance of the universe towards corruption or purification. Gaining the ability to corrupt minds in order to turn them into wild rabid beasts (currently only able to affect animals), or purify the mind to shake free any being from unpure thoughts or control. Corrupt the body in order to weaken it and cause sickness, or purify it in order to boost one's physical prowess or strengthen wits. Corrupt the spirit to plant seeds of doubt into minds, cause tendencies to act and think irrationally and lash out, or purify the spirit to inspire and calm the target. Sentient beings aren't the only ones affected by Aradia's influence, the environment around her too is warped. In subtle ways like increased growth of plants or faster contamination of foods and wounds, or much more obvious ways like causing plants to grow thorns near instantly or trees to sour to their fruits and drop it on oblivious heads, or make beds of flowers bloom at will, but there's no fun in growing a garden, now is there? (These occurrences only start to manifest when Aradia has contact with the target, but Aradia can affect any target if a taglock and proper ritual items are provided to hear.)
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Heh, well I guess a lot of last names are going to be thrown around. "Buck Baker" started as a play on "John Doe", but kinda ran away from it after a while.
Heh, well I guess a lot of last names are going to be thrown around. "Buck Baker" started as a play on "John Doe", but kinda ran away from it after a while.
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Where would agility, speed and strength fall under? (I'm assuming if anything they would be under skills unless the character has inhuman speed, agility or strength correct?)
Where would agility, speed and strength fall under? (I'm assuming if anything they would be under skills unless the character has inhuman speed, agility or strength correct?)
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All right guys; I'm going to be AFK at least until November 26th my time/my date (GMT+9), Friday for most of you. I've so far had 2 days of Thanksgiving and my last and final one is tomorrow (Friday for me). On wonderful Black Friday lol. So Happy Thanksgiving to all those applicable. I will try to look at CSes so I may stop by here every now and then to review them and give feedback. Saturday (my Saturday your Friday) I plan to jump start this game and catch up with RP period lol. Holiday cheer is setting me back.
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Well, uhh, here's my CS! It's been a while since I actually made a CS, but I hope it lives up to standards.
@Holy SoldierNameAradia CoventryAge28RaceWitchHieght5' 11"Weight130 lbs.Hair ColourBlondeEye ColourBlueDescriptionWith her sapphire blue eyes and silky blonde hair that flows and bounces on her shoulder, clear white skin and graceful steps, Aradia looks like something straight out of 50’s beauty magazine. However, she, like the rest of us, does have her oddities. Her skin is either unnaturally cool or warm, her eyes are dark and piercing, and her lips are fixed in a permanent smirk or sneer. Pale scars, reminiscent of claw marks, line her hips and shoulders, marks which she covers up with casual clothes. T-shirt, jeans, jacket, anything to blend in, however in certain occasions, Aradia isn’t shy to wear a frilly white dress and stand over a grate that’s blowing air. Though, she's more a fan of natural colours, deep navy blues, and lush forest greens with white or opal jewels that sparkle on her fingers and neck like little stars.VisualPersonaltyAradia is a very reserved woman, drinking overpriced lattes in fancy cafes alone while she judges strangers from afar. None of that Southern hospitality had remained with her, however, cold as she may be, Aradia isn’t unsympathetic. She cares for the ones around her, hell, she might even bring a cupcake to work for a coworker’s birthday, but overall, she likes to keep that stoic and independent exterior. Aradia is also naturally cunning, quick witted and with a well well-hung tongue, she’s not afraid to snap back some sassy response even if she’s all tied up with a gun barrel pointed at her head, she might as well go out with a laugh.BackgroundLocated somewhere in between the deep south where cousins marry, and up north where complaining about coffee prices is a norm, Aradia lived a relatively peaceful life. Going through the natural stages of life. Going to school, get A’s, make a crap short story in middle school, smoke pot in high school and go to college and graduate with a degree you never wanted in the first place. Everyone is always quick to say they hate life, and so is Aradia, but deep down she enjoyed it. Her parents were always there to ruin it, though.
Coming from a long line of religious fanatics, Aradia’s parents were naturally restrictive and overbearing, the perfect conditions to grow a little rebel in. Aradia’s grew and strengthened her short-lived rebellious nature in the form of witchcraft, she never really believed in the stuff at first, she only enjoyed the feeling of pointing at her parents and say “I curse thee!” in order to feel as if she has some control in her life before storming up into her room and slamming the door shut.
However, a certain power always resided in her home after she burnt a few offerings to the god of Who-Gives-A-Damn, it was nothing at first, colder weather more unpleasant dreams, but once the windows started to explode in and the bulbs constantly flickering, Aradia’s parents fear of her becoming something nasty wasn’t unfounded. Aradia was soon kicked out and ran into the arms of the only one who still cared about her, Grand Mama.
Her grandmother’s home was a nurturing place, one of serenity and peace, but even in those perfect conditions Aradia’s teen angst and hate for her parents stewed. Her grandmother, or Grand Mama, tried hard to convince Aradia’s parents to take back the girl, to be supportive and understanding but her struggles were in vain, it was clear they wanted nothing to do with their daughter, and so Grand Mama kept her. Aradia’s life was quite after that, her hate turned to apathy and she slowly fell out of the craft, she was back on track on becoming a normal nobody again.
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Aradia was all grown up and ready to move out. Little happened in between. Aradia fell back into witchcraft, though, curious about her witchy past after she was hit by a wave of nostalgia when viewing a family album, inspiration arises from the strangest of places. She had begun her transformation into the hippie aunt who wore healing crystals by the time she left home, making her way into a homey apartment in a peculiar city that was never discussed about instead in hushed whispers and disapproving glares.
Aradia used to treat witchcraft as a simple tool for her to use, believing that no real harm could come to her if, however, her perspective on all that radically changed one day when she walked into her home to see it ransack, not by intruders, but by poltergeists who think hanging dead animal entrails on her lights was a funny prank.
That day, Aradia almost did make a bigger mess on the floor, but, instead of running away from the magic that caused this, she stuck around and continued playing. Playing with a lion’s tail would most likely be safer than toying around with demons, but she just had to satisfy her curiosity. She discovered many more aspects of the craft by doing so, the more destructive side, the more powerful side. Soon, the balance of the universe and life itself were just playthings to her, granted those playthings might kill her at any second but isn’t the thrill of danger what makes life so enjoyable?
How did she get with PRIES?Weapon
- A Bell
This bell, infused with Aradia's power, can draw in or scare away spirits, and provide clarity and clairvoyance with it's clear, and high-pitched tone. Ringing it with proper intent can cause the magic that swirls in Aradia to grow more powerful, increasing Aradia's own durability and brute strength, invoke spirits for a seance or ritual, or drive away demons, ghosts, or any other unpure power that seeks to harm Aradia. (Note: The bell isn't able to banish everything, only small creatures or weak curses. Anything more powerful than that can only be weakened, and possibly driven away, or annoyed.) (This Bell does too many things that needs to be narrowed down to a specific job. And if that doesn't seem like enough, then you may need to list more items here.)- Athame
A small knife, seemingly normal and uninteresting at first glance. The black-hilted blade is actually a very potent tool capable of showcasing many properties from acting as a magnet to slicing anything without even touching it. Aradia's blade, infused with her own magic, never dulls and is extremely sharp, able to slice through steel if enough pressure is applied. Also, holding the blade firmly in her hand can increase the potency of her spells during rituals and the area her deadly aura can affect. (Increase the area to how wide? Use meters since that's easiest to visualize.)- Prayer Beads
Charged with devastating or holy power, dropping one of the beads can cause it to affect the area around it, usually several feet in diameter. Their abnormal properties are akin to Aradia's fourth power, able to subtly or clearly affect anything in the area, in terms of corrupting or cleansing the target area, without Aradia needing to first touch the target. These effects can be boosted morale or an increase in hopelessness, to causing disease or cure to spread quicker in the area, a more subtle and less powerful alternative to spread magic than using her powers. Placing the beads back on the string or destroying it are the only means by which the beads' effects can be halted, however, if left alone, the beads are able to affect the area for a full day before spending all their energy and becoming simple and non-magical beads again. (With her dabbling in the dark arts so much, this item doesn't make much sense to me. Perhaps replace it with crystals since you've already stated she wears crystals. This weapon just puts her borderline Priest.)- A Totally Ordinary Cookbook
The Grimoire/Cook Book is chock full of handy apple pie recipes, and instructions on how to summon a dark lord. Hidden among recipes for gumbo and perfectly seasoned turkey are instructions for different spells and potions and natural remedies that are cleverly embedded in the words to stop any nosey family member from reading through and figuring out what it’s for. The book itself, however, is not in anyway magical, however, it is infused with emotion throughout the years of its use, making it very handy to empower spells.Skills
- Durable
The magic that Aradia uses on a day to day basis has not only bewitched her charms but her flesh too. Its power twists and mingles in her flesh, blood, and bone, strengthening her defenses to supernatural lengths. While she may not be able to simply shrug off a bullet like Superman, she has learned how to take a punch. Able to power through broken legs and gaping wounds, curses and spells. (She's already a powerful witch. If you're going to make her nearly indestructible, then I might have to say no to this skill. The whole reason why typically Wizards/Witches/Mages, etc. are glass cannons is because they can basically be so strong to be untouchable.)- Dead Tongue
Aradia, through years of communicating with her spirit guide, has honed a special talent, able to speak to the mumbling undead or latin spouting ghosts. She's able to sense and communicate effectively with any dead, undead or supernatural being. (If Witches were the only class in this game, then I would say "okay" to this, but this ability overlaps with the "Medium" class. I feel that this would make the Medium characters useless, and so I cannot allow it.)- Enchantress
Aradia's pretty face is a lot more useful than you'd expect. While not total mind control, Aradia's has a natural charm about her that makes her very persuasive. Able to tempt even the most stoic of men with a few carefully chosen words and a flick of her skirt. Reserved as she may be, Aradia is deep down a people person. (So, I'm assuming this skill only works on men. All men or only human men?)- Wild
Everyone has their animalistic tendencies, and Aradia is no different. During times of great pressure or stress, Aradia starts to grow colder, more cunning and manipulative, able to think calmer and quicker about the situation at hand. Her physical abilities also start to peak, getting sudden boosts of energy during chases, and a harder exterior and faster movements during a fight.
You need to explain to me either here in the OOC or in a PM where you are going with this character because it feels like you're trying to make this character into multiple things and not just one thing. You're like making her a Battle Mage, Super Hero (like DC Comics) or some sort of warrior/mage hybrid or something. I have no idea what you're trying to do, but if you were trying to make her those things then it really needs to be explained, especially in the Bio. Where does she get this magic ability if her parents don't have it? It can be assumed the Grandmother, maybe but you don't explain it at all. You also don't explain how she got involved with PRIES.Powers(This is fine, but remember she's not a priest or a medium. I don't see her being able to banish demons from people or exorcise them when she uses their dark magic, and witches and warlocks are basically dolls to demons. They think they're the ones in control when they're not. They're the suckers who made the deal. Basically damned. But explaining about her "spirit guide" in the bio or when she first made contact, or how she even got into this practice would be very beneficial for the bio.)
- Give in
Aradia gives herself up to the unholy spirits that her craft attracts, letting them twist her mind and flesh into a horrible monster hellbent on death. Her once lissom figure and pretty face is now transformed to a lanky, and stretched mass of red flesh and black bone, with razor-like tooth and nail. Aradia loses the ability to control her body, everything she does is now controlled by the dark spirits that possess her, and their only ambition is to kill anything in front of her. However, Aradia can tap out of this state at will, but, the longer she stays in it, the harder it gets to tap out, and the process of gaining control again is very draining, usually leaving her physically weak and drowsy. Aradia is able to maintain this monstrous state for a few hours before it becomes irreversible. (So is this a threat to other members in her team? Why wouldn't PRIES neutralize her for being a threat to her team? If she has absolutely no control, just like I said to the vampire player in the past, PRIES will execute her for being a risk.)- Deadly Aura
Aradia gains the ability to manipulate life within a small area around her, allowing her to drain life, inflict sickness, leech off health, and, if concentrating enough, heal others in exchange for her own health or an unsuspecting victim. However, the more she uses this power, the more her bubble shrinks, and the bubble takes time to grow back to its natural size. Usually taking about 15 to 30 minutes to properly recharge, and her area of effect being several feet in diameter once fully recharged. (Time cannot be measured in writing. So if you want to give it a limit, then give it in "turns." A turn is how long it takes for an entire posting order to complete and start all over again. As for the "area of effect," you need to have an exact feet or meters. There has to be a measurement there.)- Magic
A witch's most important skill. Aradia is able to cast a whole slew of spells, from chilling blasts to calling upon the undead. However, unlike her other powers, casting spells usually requires her to pay up in order for her magic to take effect. Costs can range from simple concentration to tapping into the eldritch energy within her, to burning basil leaves, or sacrificing a goat. The higher the cost, the more potent and powerful the spell. (However she is able to cast any magic she wants using only spiritual energy and centration, but overuse of this will lead to fatigue, passing out, or even death.) (It's fine if she knows of spells to raise the dead, but I rather her not ever be able to use these spells because then she might as well be a necromancer. If she can do "one thing" with raising the dead, then it's not a big deal but if she can do exactly what a necromancer does, then I have to say no. Overlap. I think we almost had a necromancer but he more wanted to be a dragon than the awesome character he created, which wasn't going to work.)- Cleanse and Corrupt
Tapping into unseen cosmic powers, Aradia can tip the delicate balance of the universe towards corruption or purification. Gaining the ability to corrupt minds in order to turn them into wild rabid beasts (currently only able to affect animals), or purify the mind to shake free any being from unpure thoughts or control. Corrupt the body in order to weaken it and cause sickness, or purify it in order to boost one's physical prowess or strengthen wits. Corrupt the spirit to plant seeds of doubt into minds, cause tendencies to act and think irrationally and lash out, or purify the spirit to inspire and calm the target. Sentient beings aren't the only ones affected by Aradia's influence, the environment around her too is warped. In subtle ways like increased growth of plants or faster contamination of foods and wounds, or much more obvious ways like causing plants to grow thorns near instantly or trees to sour to their fruits and drop it on oblivious heads, or make beds of flowers bloom at will, but there's no fun in growing a garden, now is there? (These occurrences only start to manifest when Aradia has contact with the target, but Aradia can affect any target if a taglock and proper ritual items are provided to hear.)
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