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[The Angry Goat]

rots out from point of contact - hair will thin and whiten before falling off, skin will rot straight to the bone given enough time - this means she can kill someone faster if she aims straight for the head or over the heart. steel, rusting out from point of contact, losing cohesive structure, etc. for other materials

[Leotamer]

Though, while I am usually not one to comment about the science of a power, I do think this is important as it effects the spirit of the power. Rusting and decaying are two different processes. Decaying is basically just something being broken down to its compenent parts, whereas rust is where metal and water mix into a new material.

I think it would help if you just had a list of items and say "When see touches biological stuff it rots, When she touches metal it rusts" and if you have any other ideas say them.

Though, she would need something that she could touch with it breaking apart, or else she would become a naked zombie, and I think there is afew rules against that.

Just my two cents. I figured that as a co-gm I should say my piece, though this still Cat's RP so what he says goes.

[Polymorpheus]

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[The Angry Goat]

My goal here was to create a power that was almost entirely a curse to the person who had it. I ain't a biophysics major and am not going to be able to make any sort of super precise definition of it, and didn't really want to have to get bogged down in the specifics of making sure I never break any rules or whatever, since it was never my intention to do so. I'd be willing to work a bit further since i will conceed that it's probably still a tad too vague, but i feel like at a certain point you're pushing me beyond my ability to actually define the character and enjoy playing her because of all the techncailities you're worrying about, and if that continues imma just peace out with this character, maybe enter someone else...

[Polymorpheus]

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[Didgeridont]

My CS:

Hider

Name: Elania Parades

Sex: Female

Birthday: September 20th, 1992

Birthplace: Eureka, California

Nationality: United States

Occupation: Freelance video editor

Education: UCLA, Film and Television B.A.

Skill(s):
Veritable Ghost: Through complicated machinations regarding data protection acts, international communications laws, and internet know-how, Elania has virtually expunged all trace of her existence from the world, both digital and physical. While this can only go so far within the reaches of government records, she is essentially invisible within the digital world, using pseudonyms, cryptocurrency, and VPNs to connect with the few clients she deals with.

Resourceful Mind: Throughout her time entertaining various conspiracy theories on the internet, Elania has conditioned herself to be able to escape an unsavory situation with relative ease, training how to find exits, basic knowledge of human body language, learning how to pick locks. While not professionally trained in escape artistry, it is evident that she has thought about what she would need to do if she gets caught in a bug-out scenario.

Appearance

Slim figure, 5' 9", green eyes, blonde hair

Personality: Elania is a fickle woman. Her disposition often vacillates to an extreme degree. She may be completely cynical and suspicious to one idea but then become trusting to a point of fault of another. Besides this, Elania has subscribed to the idea that there is an antagonistic dichotomy between people and large governments, to the extent in which she sees most government as ultimately tyrannical and working against the people. This isn’t to say that Elania has anarchist or libertarian tendencies, as she mainly bases her political sentiments on conspiratorial theories and rumors she hears online.

She can be quick to anger and easily frustrated, especially when things are outside of her control. While she can sometimes calm herself down, she often stays perturbed when she feels she is in a situation without much agency.

Elania enjoys talking to people. She likes spreading the things she knows or the theories she has found online. She is driven by an urge to help people, but in a manner which she can mobilize them to help themselves. She understands that this outlook on life is perhaps a bit too romantic, however she tricks herself into thinking that there are a few exceptions to deep cynicism, that sometimes an individual can go against the world, against all odds, and still win. It is perhaps these thoughts that propel her to look for alternative perspectives on world events, so as to find a truth powerful enough to stimulate others into changing their own perspective.

Biography:
Born to a stable family in the quiet suburbs of California, Elania’s childhood was spared of any misfortunate aberrations. She had no broken home, no problems at school, no problems with narcotics. Perhaps the most remarkable part of her childhood was how quickly she took to the internet. She spent a great amount of her childhood and adolescence surfing the web whenever she had spare time.

Her later years were entirely unremarkable. She studied Film, Television, and Digital Media at UCLA. She figured that she wanted a job that was digital, something she might be able to do from home, something she could use to capitalize on the new craze regarding video sharing and streaming sites. Her job is unremarkable, but she manages to pay the bills, partially due to how frugally she lives.

What happened on the 12th made her rethink her life. Elania experienced an existential crisis as she tried to come to terms with her weird, monstrous power. She was eventually able to calm down, even trying to test it out, but it is clear that her unfamiliarity with her power is not only due to the relative freshness of her power, but also due to her apprehension and refusal to come to terms with the fact that she is different.

Power(s):
Cellular Modulation and Induced Locomotion: Elania has the ability to change various aspects of the cells in her body. This allows her to modify the state her body is in, ranging from the viscosity and fluidity of water to the tactility and sturdiness of metal. While fine motor functions are rather difficult to pull off when her body is anything other than her human form, she still has a substantial degree of control and feeling. This allows her to move various masses of tissue and matter around her body for use in other areas, and also provides her some basic abilities of movement when altering the cells in her body.

The shape and form her cells can become is mainly limited by her familiarity with her power and the amount of tissue available. While she can change the durability of her body by modifying her cells into a harder, more solid form, these cells can still be damaged, they still feel pain, and they can still die. Additionally, while she can modify her body into fantastical shapes and forms, Elania still requires a pulse, oxygen, food, water, and a satisfactory amount of blood circulation, in addition to needing a brain.

Sorry I'm late.

[Polymorpheus]

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[Samdragonx]

Char1

Name: Agars Kiun
Sex: Male
Birthday: 18/03/1990
Birthplace: Texas city, Texas.
Nationality: (African) American
Occupation: Investor in construction. Specifically walled structures.
Education: PhD in physics and in marketing. Went to Harvard.

Skill(s):
People skills: If it is selling a bathtub to a fish or faking a lie-detector test, this young man has got all the patience in the world he needs in order to succeed at telling or selling everyone everything. Even if he doesn’t have contacts in the military, he knows how to command soldiers around. Even though he’d dislikes children, he can comfort one as though it was his own. Formalities, cultural mannerism,… he could win(k) them all over with a sleight of hand.
Speed-maniac: This person is into sportscars and all that has to do with driving. It may have just been the physics behind how a car moved. It may have been “jet-streaming “ behind the other cars.. The adrenalin rush, the close calls.. Whatever it was, it had him going insane about it. There were various things he was proficient with when using a car. The cleaning, refilling, (re)constructing… but with him being on the open road, there were many left surprised when he said he wasn’t into competitive racing.

Appearance:


Being a 6foot man of business, this young man wears a suit and a smile wherever he goes.

Personality: Agars considers himself a leader. He will gladly command left and right, no matter where he goes. As his true persona is hidden in the shroud of mystery, so is his agenda a secondary one. He carries around with him many dark secrets, though very few of them actually ever come to reach the light of day. Agars usually doesn’t do politics, but in this day and age, it would do little to no harm to bribe his way into lobbies of influence. No matter how shady they might act, he knew everything had a price.

It is no surprise he has a lot of tolerance for nonsense of others. Though, as soon as someone actively starts to take action against him or stand in the way of his desired goals, he removes them. Most of his conversations are ultimately business-driven and short. His motivations might be his own, but he values progress and drives for maximum efficiency.
Biography: Being born in Texas, he got to learn how to use a gun at an early age. Though the summers where hot and the people were kind, the people missed something. Ambition. He couldn’t just be the next one of the farmers he saw on a daily basis. He wanted to be a man that could make a difference in the world. A man that could promise anything.

His high-school period was probably the finest example of his abilities. Despite beating everyone in the chess-club, the boy was humble and did not partake in the state-championships. He may have been the president chairman with over half of the room supporting him, he may have been good at making abstract art, but he never displayed any of it. He knew what he was going for. And it wasn’t high-school glory. He would be a man of influence and power, though remaining hidden in plain sight.

It was in the midst of his training as an MMA fighter, he became a man that would not be the same. His body changed. His mind changed. Everything he knew would soon take in effect. In being silent he'd become entirely invisible. In attempting the thought of running, he would dash forward several feet and ultimately no matter where he went anyone running would feel slower. He could see every image. Every coca cola ad in between the shots of the theatre’s movie. It wouldn’t be long before this man would start fighting crime all on his own. In a poodle-suit!

Power(s): Turning the light around him, this young man can hide every trace of his person.. except for weight, shadows and really any other thing like smell or taste…
“Stealthy is the other way to go?”

By taking a blink, he travels up to 30 additional feet towards wherever he’s looking.
“Dash,.. did you see it?”

See-through,
“I really don’t think you should hold a gun behind your back… when I’m about to kick you in the face.”

Things just move naturally slow around him. The physics limits respected. As he knows them all.
“Set a timeline, any timeline. No matter what you touch, you’ll change it all”.

Not really a power, but he likes to think his iron wire-swinging gear, car battery and cutting tools are the very best.
“….iron wire, a pulley to roll it on, cutting tools and a battery. The other 90% could make you a hero!”
Other:
He’s always chewing gum.
“Helps me focus. Nothing personal.”

 

Char 2

Name: Furomira Amand
Sex: female
Birthday:
Birthplace: 20/02/2002
Nationality: German
Occupation: Childhood.
Education: None completed.

Skill(s):
Appearance:
Young, shapely .
Personality: Mentally challenged, this helpless girl finds her way wandering the streets and eating whatever she can find or beg from people. She hasn’t quite grasped the concept of money yet, but she likes to wear lots of warm clothes and put on crayon make-up.. She is kind to talk too, not gullible but leaning in that direction. As soon as you do something she doesn’t like, she will try to either leave or fight.
Biography: During her childhood she was rejected by her parents. The orphanage lost track of her birth record due to a sudden power failure. May have been due to a cyber-attack, but they couldn’t say with certainty.

Power(s): miracle: has survived despite all that was going on.

Other:
Wanders the street aimlessly for hours on end. Will give random strangers hugs for free (especially homeless people).

[Samdragonx]

All ready!!!! @catchamber

[Tackytaff]

I have a character I'd really like to use for this, if its still open?

[Samdragonx]

@Tackytaff It is. :)

Just waiting to hear from @catchamber

[Tackytaff]

I'll likely need to edit and add a fair bit once a bit more is decided about the story (such as location). But you get the idea.

Prepare yourselves for 'lending hand' puns.

Arlo

Name: Arlo Mynes
Sex: Male
Birthday: September 4, 1982 (35)
Birthplace: Seattle
Nationality: American, Mediterranean descent
Occupation: ‘Free-lance’ physician
Education: Full medical degree from the University of Washington

Skill(s):
Doctor: He is a doctor, though not aligned with any official practice or hospital, his resources are limited and no pharmacy would accept a prescription from him.

Military training: While never a combatant, Arlo went through the same basic training as anyone else in the army. He’s no expert, but he knows how to work firearms and fight.

Connections: The un-official nature of Arlo’s work had put him in contact with a great deal of the city’s criminals. Their terms may not exactly by friendly, but he is useful enough that he has some unspoken protection.

Personality:

Bitter, or at least the facade of a man who assumes the worst from everyone. Arlo isn't happy with his lot in life, and while he makes do, he complains often and loudly. The homeless and needy know better than to visit his clinic from minor injuries; he'll often shout or at least insult them until they leave. But he does help, and charges only the criminals that can afford it.

Biography:

Arlo’s father was a military general, who behaved with his son as he did in every other aspect of life; with discipline, and decisive action. There was no abuse in the household, and his father wasn’t cold out of malice so much as habit. Inevitably, it was with his mother than Arlo bonded with, until a car accident took her from their small family when he was 12 years old. The General, dealing with his own grief sent Arlo to a military academy, where he would remain for another 5 years. He received an 8 year ‘break’ from the military to study medicine. A fully paid for degree, as long as he joined the military afterwards.

School wasn’t difficult for him, where discipline did not come to him naturally, it had become habit and he graduated rather unremarkably; with no strikes or accolades in his records. His military career passed equally as undistinguished, until the death of his father. After years of no contact and what had always been an uneasy relationship, it shouldn’t have been the crippling blow to him it was, but for whatever reason Arlo tipped. He began drinking heavily; while home and occasionally while on duty. It was one of the latter times when he assaulted a commanding officer and was promptly sent home. Dishonorably discharged.

A black stamp on his otherwise average portfolio made it nearly impossible to find work upon his return. The drinking became worse, and eventually Arlo fell in with the ‘wrong’ crowd. He did work purely for gangs in the beginning, but once sober and out of their debt he managed to put a sort of life together. While he remained in Seattle’s criminal districts, he opened a basement ‘clinic’ open to criminals and victims.

Power(s): Anatomical Dis/Re-assembly. Arlo’s ability allows him to remove any part of his body, and re-attach it at will. While detached, he retains full control and sense of the piece of him, even able to detect where it is if moved. The control Arlo maintains is rudimentary however; detached limbs have no sight to aid navigation. While his power can also apply to most organs, removing anything vital for more than the briefest time, or at all in the case of his brain, would prove deadly.

Other:

NPCS:

Close Friends:

• One: Amelia Andrews; his assistant and only true friend for the past two years.
• Two: Tre Andrews; Amelia’s younger brother whom he saved from a bullet wound and managed to help escape Mondelli crime ring. They harbor no great love to one another, but Tre owe him a great deal.
• Three: Lucas Thames; A former lover, they met during Arlo’s military career. They haven’t spoken in years, and did not part on the best of terms, but there isn’t anyone Arlo cares for more.

Acquaintances:

• One: Angelo Mondelli; Heir to the Mondelli crime family, he keeps an eye on Arlo, disliking his helping the other gangs in the area but also knowing the doctor is too useful to dispose of.
• Two: Jack Daves; The fake name to the man who runs the illicit storefront and bar above Arlo’s clinic. Generally, the two never speak, and prefer it that way.
• Three: Heather Wills; A local cop that toes the grey line more than most. She knows of Arlo’s clinic.

Enemies:

• One: Chiara Mondelli; younger sister to Angelo, she hold all of her brother’s distaste for Arlo’s indiscriminate list of patience, but lacks his wisdom and tact.
• Two: Captain Warner; police captain in Arlo’s precinct. He doesn’t know where the clinic is, or who runs it, only that it exists.

[Polymorpheus]

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[Samdragonx]

Don't have the devotion to keep up with my characters. Have fun guys.