[OOC] Konosuba: This Wonderful World's Alternative Paradigm

[Spriggs27]

Yeah@Skepic

[Skepic]

Cool. I'll post a CS tomorrow then

[Lunarlord34]

My Hider

Appearance:


Name: Anemone Violette Fulgur

Age: 20

Class: Knight

Race: Human

Reputation:
Anemone comes from a once-wealthy generic noble family of knights. From birth she was being groomed to take over the family heiroom, a powerful weapon capable of amazing feats on a battlefield using lightning. However, when she was 14 she thought it would be pretty cool to take it out and about and give it a 'test run' despite being told many a time she wasn't ready for it.
Weeeelllll turns out she should've listened, as despite being under the impression that she was.....she really, really wasn't. Long story short? She destroyed half a city, their entire estate and funnily enough, a chunk of Demon Kings army just as they had happened to rock up to launch a surprise attack on the city and actually saved the city, though no one learned of this fact.
Her parents shouldered the blame and the prison sentence, saying it was them who had allowed the weapon to go out of control and their family's entire wealth and remaining possessions were taken away and sold to pay off their now quite substantial debt. The state never found the weapon, since Anemeone had accidentally discharged all it's energy making it a (relatively) harmless trident that she still carries around to this day. She had never learned how to charge the weapon, but has kept it around cause why not.
But with her parents now in prison, it did mean that all the remaining debt was placed on her and even it was only recently that she was able to pay it off. All because she was lucky enough to have found a diamond encrusted legendary golden crown of shielding that she had sold to the state, and she had found this while weeding a garden-bed.
She is also quite a gluttonous person, her favourite food being of the meaty variety.
She now comes to Axel to start a new life, one away from the city that (with good reason) despises her, one away from the state tax collectors, and one where hopefully she can find a raison d'etre.


Personality: Anemone is a lazy, unmotivated person who doesn't seem to care or feel much about anything or anyone besides herself. This isn't even due to her upbringing, it's just how she has always been. She never learnt to manage money and thus has a horrible habit of splurging it all in one go, and is shown to get quite addicted to gambling which has lead to a lot of debts.
However contrary to her laziness, she is an impulsive cleanaholic and cannot stand mess with a passion. However, her version of 'mess' is where things can go very, very bad very, very quickly for anyone who allows her to help clean. Remember how she never learned to manage money? Well, it gets worse as she also seems to have no idea how currency works nor the value of items and the like. So if she thinks something is cluttering up a room? Trash.
A bookcase you don't use, which may contain several valuable books that you never read but keep there anyway? Trash.
Tea-cup you don't use that you keep for guests or for decoration? Trash.
She is also a very impulsive person, not seeming to think twice about whatever she does whether it be good or bad.
Despite all these negatives, she does actually have a few positives to her (believe it or not). Such as she is a surprisingly, amazingly, bullshit lucky person (except when it comes to gambling). If there is treasure in a dungeon, an easy bet she will find it by tripping over a rock, tumbling down a few staircases and/or ledges and landing on top of it.
Need someone to kill some pesky goblins or other such creatures? I'm sure she'll find a way to crush them all with a boulder and/or tree by zipping around and smacking face first into one by mistake.

Skills:
'Lightning Quick'- A skill unique to her family in that it is passed down from generation to generation, and they are the only ones capable of teaching it. It is basically as it sounds, a skill that makes her very quick. So quick in fact, that all you see is comparable to a flash of lightning. However Anemone has very, very poor control of this skill and tends to crash. A lot. A LOT.

'Static Shock'- Anemone can produce a small amount of electricity which can be transferred into the target by physical contact or by channeling it into a small orb (or shot through something that conducts electricity). However the amount she generates is more often than not compared to that of rubbing your socks across a carpet and touching someone. More often than not, the only 'damage' she does with this is someone having a bad hair day.

Belongings:
'Fulgar'-Named after her family, this weapon of legendary descent was capable of destroying entire landscapes, shaping battles and just being plain old destructive. However, thanks to her it is little more than an ordinary (albeit very, very difficult to break) trident. She is reasonably skilled with it, but you can only wield a trident so well.

She does have a ceremonial outfit she wears on special occasions and is one of her few possessions from her old life.

The armour in her image she also owns and it isn't anything special, though it is slightly better than normal armor having been bought for her by her parents (there was more, but she sold it). She also owns a few other bits and pieces like a pot, a pan, some flint, a dagger and sword and a spare pair of clothes.
She also possesses her family's skillbook, but lacks the 'skill points' required to learn a pretty much all of them.

[ClocktowerEchos]

@Spriggs27@Lucius Cypher Decided to try my hand at making a character. Basically he has the typical edgelord OC backstory with some extra grimdark except having none of the typical edgelord angst, nihilism, etc.

Shiroe, Necromancer

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^{Shiroe | 18 | Necromancer}

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Race:

Human Lich - Lichs are those Undead who haven't succumb to the affects of undeath and have managed to keep their sanity, minds and appearance. They need not eat, sleep or even breath to survive due to their curse of undeath but still eat and sleep either out of habit or to blend in. However, it comes at a cost of severely damaged nerves to the point they feel neither pain nor pleasure or physical touch, direct light of any kind can hurt them and any magical attacks will deal tremendous damage to their souls have been claimed by the Abyss. They cannot revive the blessing of any god and any blessing they may acquire will damage them regardless of how positive it is; any holy-based attack or ability will cause great pain and is one of the few things that elicit any feeling at all to a Lich.

Reputation:

If there was a need for inspiration for the world's greatest tragedy, Shiroe's former life would have been it. Born to an apathetic mother and a drunkard father who would beat Shiroe when they weren't shouting at each other, it would seem that life was determined to fuck Shiroe up. Few is any friends, failing grades, no physical achievements, no talents, no money, to say that Shiroe had been dealt the worse hand possible in the game of life would be an understatement.

Despite this, Shiroe didn't let it break him. While many would presume that a child like him would fall into depression and commit suicide or become a recluse with angst and edge in their shadow, Shiroe was a never ending fountain of positive vibes with an upbeat personality. There have been more than a few people who have concluded that Shiroe must have some mental illness which causes all of this, but he has none to speak of besides a mild case of dyslexia and a rather poor memory. The boy knew his misfortune and bad luck, he knew all his shortcomings and failures but he accepted it and made it his mission to be the foundation and pillar of a building instead of the shiny exterior or the crowning monument in front. He worked his ass off trying to make money and get into good schools with mixed results, but none of his teachers could ever really hate him for his poor grades and attendance.

In one last stroke of misfortune, Shiroe would meet his end on the same day he was born on his 18th birthday. While withdrawing some hard earned cash to buy himself a small cupcake for his birthday alone, a group of robbers held up the bank he was in. Everyone got to their knees except for Shiroe who instead walked up and punched one of the robbers in the chest. It was a stupid move of course and he was shot soon after but it gave the tellers enough of a distraction to call the cops. Shiroe believed that his life was worth little but he could still make use of it in one last, movie-cliche move. That day, only one civilian died in the robbery and it was Shiroe. The mayor of his town commerated Shiroe's actions and finally, in death, he was hailed as a hero like one he always.

Upon ascending to the afterlife, Shiroe wasn't confronted by any goddess, but instead the God of Death, who was impressed with how stoically the young man faced his hollow gaze with eyes of pitch black. Said eyes soon teared up and burst into a waterfall of sadness as Shiroe told the god of death the tragedy of his life as if recounting a children's story. With the god of death being a sobbing mess, Shiroe asked the god straight up to become a necromancer, a grave heresy in most cases. When asked why, Shiroe simply responded with "I just want friends who can stay with me".

Next thing he knew, Shiroe was standing in a field in new clothing, with a book in hand and a note that said "Best of Luck in your new Unlife."

Personality:

Despite his life, Shiroe is a very positive and outgoing person that just exudes an aura of relax and friendliness. Almost nothing fazes him, no insult, no slander, no lie can really affect him. Even someone stabbing him would only cause Shiroe to question the stabber with an almost disappointment tone thanks to not being able to feel anything as a lich. Full of optimism, Shiroe accepts whatever misfortunes comes to him with a smile and seeing as he is still quite unlucky to this day, he smiles a lot. He's a bit odd and eccentric, but his motives are rarely ever foggy due to a good moral compass

Hardworking as ever, Shiroe wishes to become a masterful necromancer one day and seeks out various books and tomes and other materials in his quest. His natural lack of academic skill has followed him to his new life so he often requires someone else to check his own work and make sure he's not reading the book upside down, a phenomenon more common than it really should be. While many see necromancy as the diving into of dark magics and death, Shiroe sees it as a celebration of life saying "In order to understand death, you have to first understand life".

Skills:

Shiroe is beginning his path of magic and thus knows the system of how to cast spells properly even if he cannot use most magics being a lich and a necromancer. As one might expect, there is a focus for him to use dark and necromancy spells but in an ironic twist, all of the necromancy and death spells which Shiroe knows are derived from healing spells. For example, <Reborn Binding> is actually a bastardized resurrection spell which binds the monster to the caster. <Invocation of the Dead> is just a regeneration spell for the undead and <My Will Be Done> is based on a stat buffing spell but can only be cast on creatures and people who have had <Reborn Binding> cast on them.

Also skilled at the fine art of "Face Punching".

Belongings:

• Book of Souls - The necromancy tome which has been acting as a Dummy's Guide to Dark Magic for Shiroe whose blank pages will only show its messages to undead eyes.
• Scythe Staff - A magical staff based on a scythe meaning its actually just a scythe with some etching and bones on it and unlike most staffs, can be used in combat. In theory.
• Slime familiar - A small, cute slime familiar of Shiroe's that changes colors on its mood but is usually blue or green and is about the size of a steamed bun.
• A Brick - Literally just a brick. Used to hit monsters who get too close.

[Heckno12]

@Lucius Cypher@Spriggs27

So, am I good?

[Lucius Cypher]

@Heckno12@Lunarlors34@ClocktowerEchos

They good to me. Let Sprigg's give em a one-over to see anything he don't like.

[Spriggs27]

@Heckno12@Lunarlors34@ClocktowerEchos

They good to me. Let Sprigg's give em a one-over to see anything he don't like.

@Lucius Cypher

They look okay, even with @Lunarlors34's very oped item. I'm okay with it.

[Lunarlord34]

@Spriggs27@Lucius Cypher
Sweet.
To be fair on the weapon, it is completely useless so long as it isn't charged lol Was tossing up between her searching for it as she had to pawn it or something, or her keeping it and I took the lazier option.

[Skepic]

Anna Avalia

Name:
Anna Avalia

Age:
20

Class:
Will be a Magus, a class usually of that of the smart free-spirit. A Magus blends magic and steel together, and is generally a blend of sorcery and sword mastery, but a starter such as Anna will have to find a masters to teach either skill/art before that.

Race:
Valkyerian

A sacrifice, a wish, and a dream realized make up the ancient tale of the origin of the "people of the sky" otherwise known as Valkyerians. An ancient legend telling of a young mans dream to be free and to free his people, and a sympathetic, kind hearted goddess that granted this wish...

Regardless of legend, here's what is definitely known of the Valkyerian. They are a somewhat uncommon race in the lands of this world, usually only found in groups in the highlands and mountains, but one may come across one or two, adventuring through the skies. In terms of their physiology, they are fairly similar to humans, but with very notable differences. First and foremost is their feathered features. All Valkeryia seem to posses feathered wings, one small set sprouting an inch above the ears, and a much larger set growing from the lower back. They also have a large, feathered tail that match the color of their "head wings". Typically, they have icy blue eyes and white hair, but occasionally are seen with orange or grey eyes. Valkyerians have hollow bones much like birds, though it makes little difference in strength. Valkyerians also seem to naturally preform better at high, thin air altitudes, where normally humans would have difficulty breathing, and often times are naturally happier at higher altitudes. Some base personality traits include a nearly genetic sense of claustrophobia, constantly unsettled when deep underground even in large caverns, and a general energy filled joyfulness.

Reputation:
Anna came from a small town in the US state of Virginia, tucked away in the Appalachian Mountains. Her life was not particularly spectacular or significant in any real regard. Parents divorced at an early age, father being mentally ill and treating it while her mother was slowly consumed by her denial and rage, usually lashing out at Anna and her little sister to release the anger within on something. So yeah, shit was dealt with, but despite that, Anna in her teens had discovered flying when she was taken to an airshow by her grandfather and got to ride in one of the old vintage planes that took part.

The feeling she got being up in the air, seeing the world from heights she could never dream of, truly it was as if she was flying about all her troubles, worries, frustrations, and saddness, gliding through the sky. After this, she immediatly put herself on the path to become a pilot. Going to flight school, obtaining various licences required for flying, where all steps she took.

By the time Anna had turned twenty, she was well on her way to becoming a commercial pilot, finally turning her dream into a career when suddenly, she was killed. On the way back from flight school one evening, a drunk driver from the nearby college town had decided that traffic lanes where overrated and his big Ford pick up truck could go wherever it pleased.

So, Anna awoke, finding herself sitting in front of a godess. This godess gave her the proposition that many before had heard. Either pass on to boring ole heaven or reincarnate in a fantasy world to defeat the Devil King. When she chose the latter, like many, she was offered one wish. All Anna said was that she wished to continue flying in this world.... Well little did Anna know how that wish would be granted...

Personality:
A strong willed, friendly individual who has one hell of a backbone, Anna is certainly an interesting individual. Despite her humble upbringings, Anna is particularly quick witted and smart, being able to learn things at an good rate. Generally speaking, she will be kind and polite to those she initially meets, however to her closer friends, she can be shockingly foul mouthed, sarcastic, and even somewhat rude. She's a little haunted by her rough childhood, having trouble dealing with motherly figures as she really never got the love of her own, but with that good head on her shoulders, she's definitely dealing/managing it, so other than perhaps being a bit awkward under certain circumstances, she tries to get along with everyone.

Skills:
-Can fly, as per her race. Though uhh... considering she literally only just got this new body, "flying" may be a bit to... nice.

-Can fire and load a gun, but to bad they don't really exist yet! HAHAAHAHAHAAHA

-Has an affinity to wind magic, but really doesn't understand that yet.

-Okay, here's an actually useful one, she's led a pretty athletic, active life and is actually good in a regular old fist fight, having some real experince under her belt already. The small town country life has hardened her physical and basic fighting abilities to say the least.

-Did some archery in high school, so, ya know, not totally useless with the Mk1 twig and string.

-Sharp as a tack they say, so she's got some very good general knowledge and is fairly charismatic, so getting along with people of all walks of life is definitely a good skill of hers.

Belongings:
Staring equipment of a magical satchel that carries more than it seem it would (but you're not fitting a god damn Zweihander or anything in it) and a simple short sword. Maybe something of some note are her unique "wing shrouds" that pretty much act as a somewhat protective cozy for her wings and the bright red scarf, the only article of clothing she actually kept from the other world. It was given to her by her grandfather, and she's worn it ever since.

[Bishop]

Wait, did you just pull a

Morph

on us?

[Zelosse]

Daveon Serpenthelm

Name: Daveon Serpenthelm

Age: 29

Class: War Cleric

Race: Human

Reputation: IIIIN WEST PHILADELPHIA

Daveon is the son of a knight and a maiden of the gods, raised in a hamlet where his parents settled after their adventuring days had been put behind them. Their life largely consisted of harvesting their own crops, offering blessings and healing the sick, and protecting their newfound home from the common trouble you would find outside your doorstep. Having been adventurers for many years it was a fairly easy life.
Their son reaped the full benefit of their tutelage as a warrior and word bearer of the gods, training with his father since childhood and learning the ways of the cleric from his mother. Many times a story like this ends in disaster as old grudges come to haunt them during their peaceful years so the stories always go but no such problem occurred to make Daveon swear vengeance on someone and leave home. When he turned 19, he just up and left. Kissed his Mom on the cheek, gave his Dad a firm handshake, and left for the city in search of the same life his parents had known.

There are regularly visits back home or for them to visit him.

Personality: Honorable and somewhat guillable since he tends to give a great deal of trust, at least until he is crossed or betrayed. Even then there is a reasonable amount of respect still given to the individual and usually no ill-will is directed at them despite whatever petty issue that has occurred. Quick to forgiveness and often choosing the way of helping instead of harming.

A selfless giver of care and kindness, Daveon will always offer what little he has to others in better need of it. Be it a campfire, his food, or even just kind words to someone who is lost and lonely. That is what defines him as a human being. Capable of great empathy. When otherwise unengaged with adventuring he can often be found fishing or relaxing with a book.

Skills: Averagely skilled in healing magic and combat with a staff. Excellent fisherman, but a poor swimmer.

Spells:

Water breathing - As it sounds, Daveon has learned the ability to allow him to stay underwater for extended periods of time without drowning. It is a spell born from the fact that he cannot swim.

Float - Another spell born of his fear/love of the water, making him light enough to negate his heavy armor. Can only be cast on himself and even then only when hes fallen into a deep puddle of water.

Blessed Healing - Channel holy energy into healing magic, curing minor wounds.

Belongings: Bronze staff - A gift from his parents years ago. It serves as both a weapon and as a holy symbol for him. Well used and old but meticulously cared for.
Travelers bag - Seeing as how Daveon enjoys to journey home often it is no surprise that the long walk is well prepared for. Water skins, dried rations, salted meats, fishing string, sleeping roll, cooking utensils, pots, pans, bandages, and some light reading material. Fishing string.
The armor Daveon wears is the modified pieces belonging to his father.

[Lunarlord34]

@Lucius Cypher@Spriggs27
How many reincarnated human spots are left out of curiousity?
I wanted to add in a guy with a floating, invisible, magical jukebox.

[Spriggs27]

You can only have 2 characters. I also didn't really say a limit.

[Skepic]

@Spriggs27
So is my character good?

[Spriggs27]

@Skepic It looks okay to me, Lucy's gotta look it over

[Lunarlord34]

@Spriggs27
First off, lies.

We can have three! (Considering I only have one, I still have two I can make)
Second off, I know you didn't but Lucius did.

[Lucius Cypher]

Oh contair. We do have a limited amount of reincarnated human players. We just haven't set a limit yet.

[Lunarlord34]

@Lucius Cypher
Contair?
And sweet, means that there is a space at least lol

[Zelosse]

@Spriggs27@Lucius Cypher CS is done.

[Spriggs27]

@Lunarlors34 well I guess I'm wrong, I didn't mean to lie.