[OOC] "Pyrrhic" A Post-Apocalyptic Fantasy RP

[Cal]

Nikolas Tulley

"Your level of passion does little to prove your point...facts do not care about your feelings."

| NAME: |
Nikolas Tulley (Nik)

|AGE: |
Age Appearance: 30
Actual Age: 22

| MAGIC ABILITIES/AUGMENTOR: |
School of Magic: Light/Energy
Augmentor: A plain metallic ring
Skills: Nik has the ability to create and manipulate light and the energy that comes with it. This inherently gives him the ability to use complete darkness as a tool as well as he is capable of creating of areas that are not just lacking light, but are completely void of it.
-Light/Energy Beams: He can create and focus light into concentrated beams of energy. This is conveyed in a physical sense
as intense heat that is able to burn through most materials he comes across as well as his enemies. The beams originate from his
palms.
-Globes of Darkness: He can force light out of a given area, creating space that is void of all light whatsoever, rendering
all who are within it temporarily blind/disoriented. The spell area can range from a small globe around an enemies head to hiding
an entire group of people.
-Flash: His most powerful ability is a full body flash. He concentrates energy around his entire body before releasing it in
a single explosion like wave of light. Those who dont turn away are blinded and disoriented for a couple minutes as well as flung
backwards. This is used as a last resort to escape or to combat those within melee range by blasting them back several feet.

| PERSONALITY: |
Nik is a self proclaimed intellectual. No matter the area of study he is fascinated by the science of the world and spends his spare time researching anything he deems worthy. From the environment, to magic, to the way the world works in general, Nik is driven by curiosity to discover the many mysteries of life. Unfortunately he is a man of few words and his personality can best be described as detached, perhaps even binary. He is a man who sees in black and white, cause and effect, and sees any grey area merely as a situation lacking evidence. He shows little to no emotion because he genuinely feels that way. His matter of fact take on the world keeps his life rather simple, despite the complex subjects he busies himself with. He sees himself and other Clairvoyants merely as a cog in the machine and assumes the feeble minded of the world are the ones plagued with being emotional. That being said, he is not altogether heartless. He acknowledges his role as a protector of humanity and will selflessly defend the weak, perhaps even more willingly than most as he doesnt fear death, but rather sees it as an inevitable next step in the cycle. On the rare occasion he lets a thought escape his mouth it is generally a bit of dry humor or remarks coated in sarcasm, both of which are seemingly directed at himself as he rambles on. It should be noted that while he has a modicum of tolerance for those who are emotional, he has little patience for those he deems stupid and will likely make it known. He has no qualms about leading if the situation calls for it but prefers to give precise and appropriately timed advice and letting the cards unfold as they will. In the event that he has to let another take the reins, he will not follow or go along with anyone or any plan that he views as unintelligent or ignorant. Acting without knowledge or facts is a sure way to lose his allegiance to your cause. Once his trust is earned, however, he is a fearless ally who can be depended on.

| SAMPLE POST: |
Nik slid through the gravel with relative ease, his body finally stopping with a thud against a nearby tree stump. The road was abandoned this time of night and the ominous forest on either side did little to encourage travelers of any kind. He heaved a sigh and pushed himself up from his stomach, looking back to the direction from which he flew. He squinted as he desperately tried to focus his vision, spitting out blood as he continued to push himself back to his feet. His head whipped around as the area near him filled with the sound of motion, taunting him to take a step. He closed his eyes and chuckled to himself, seemingly amused by the fact that he couldnt focus enough to even see straight."If im not mistaken...im outnumbered. Are there two of you left or seven? I seem to have lost count..." he chuckled, his breathing clearly labored now. A faint gust of motion later and a rough, raspy voice whispered from behind him, crawling up his neck and into his ear. "Humor...a sign of arrogance...or ignorance?" it hissed. As Nik opened his eyes he once more found his vision swirling, barely able to make out faint shapes that now approached his front and sides. Sensing that this was likely the end of his stroll for this evening...or perhaps the rest of his life, he simply shrugged, continuing his now exaggerated breathing as he focused on gathering what precious energy he had left. He keeled over and closed his eyes again, tapping his ear as if asking the voice to speak up. A snarl ensued as the voice continued. "What a coincidence that I would be the one to find you Mr. Tulley...although I had hoped you would put up more of a fight than this." Fists clenched and wasting no time, Nik let out a scream as the voice finished, releasing the rest of his energy he had left with a blindind flash, sending shockwaves from his body that echoed through the night. His cloak rippled and the gravel underneath him exploded outwards from the blast, its booming noise audible from hundreds of feet away. The flash was impossible to describe, an unnatural explosion of light that pierced through the dark of the night with ease, like a blade through flesh. Afterwards Nik crumpled to the ground, lying on his back as his vision began to darken. He smiled weakly as he felt blood run down the back of his throat. "Ta da..."

[tex]

Oh oh, I might submit something if there's still room.

[OneWayOut]

@tex there is, feel free! @Cal good character! I like the idea of light manipulation and am curious to see what other ways you can use that magic :3 Your character is accepted, feel free to move it to the Characters tab <3

[tex]

I'm noticing a lack of *Punch* magic. If I were to make a character with physical-augmentative abilities would that be acceptable? I'm very interested in applying the underrated school of *punch* magic, and the lesser known sub-class of spells that fall under the *punch harder* tree.

[Gareth]

@OneWayOut Ok I did edit the cs with the warption maximum of three people, just to let you know. :)

[ReusableSword]

@OneWayOut
Edited

Toron Henson

“Everything has a balance, there cannot be life without death, chaos without order.”

| NAME: |

Toron “Troll” Henson

| AGE: |

Age Appearance: 30

Actual Age: 24

| MAGIC ABILITIES/AUGMENTOR: |

•School of Magic: Nature manipulation – this school allows the user control over nature and other aspects of the natural world. Clairvoyants can expect to be able to manipulate plant growth and animals. The magic also expands to emotion manipulation, said manipulation extends to animals and sometimes spirits. This magic also allows the user to cleanse or purify areas of land from both the negative impacts caused by people and the ill-fated spirits that roam the world.

•Augmenter:

Spoon

A very tarnished and beat up plain silver spoon

•Skills:

Plant Growth – He can manipulate the growth of plants, mostly how big or which way they grow is up to him. He can do it by touch for a quicker response or can meditate and grow all plants within roughly 50 feet of him at a slower rate.

Healing Touch – through his continued touch he can heal most wounds by speeding up the body’s natural healing processes. The more serious the wound the longer he has to remain concentrated.

Animal Friend – Toron is able to manipulate and read the emotions of animals by touch or by eye contact, this ability allows him to befriend or at times order normally wild or hostile animals. As far as the animal is concerned he’s an alpha at the most and is not a threat at the least, this does become more complicated when other people are involved as he can’t speak for them. But normally keeps the more aggressive animals at bay.

Purify/Cleanse – combining the emotion manipulation, healing, and growth, he is able to cleanse and heal areas of land from the corruption of negative spirits or the damage done by humans. This ability is normally used sparingly and in safe or secure areas because it makes him pass out for about a day immediately after its use.

Imbue – Toron can imbue natural things with his magic after it’s purified for very short amounts of time. He uses this only when he’s fighting to purify the wooden staff or wooden arrows, so they in turn can damage the spirits they must fight.

Natures Wrath – He does have one ability he has only used once and claims he never will again. This ability can only be used when he is either deeply sorrowful or full of rage. When it is used, it drains both his sanity and life force, it unfortunately can very well get him killed. When activated, this ability allows the wielder to summon a natural disaster by combining multiple element’s at the same time. The disaster he summons this way is random but can be influenced by the area he is in.
For example, a rain storm could turn to raining flaming hail to fire and brimstone, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, etc. the stronger it is the more he is drained and it is reflected back onto him. The first time he did this, it cost him 6 years of his life.

| PERSONALITY: |

Toron tends to be… strange, and a bit of an airhead. He has been known to converse with pure spirits only he can see and all are named Steve. It doesn’t help that he also threatens people with his spoon before laughing and walking away. He doesn’t entirely understand personal space and can be rude simply because he doesn’t truly understand what is and is not rude. However, he tries to keep himself and everyone around him in a good mood, often going as far as to hurt himself or make himself look like a fool to cheer others up.

This isn’t to say he can’t be serious, sometimes he can be deadly serious. When it comes to fighting his sole purpose and drive is to protect. When he’s like this he is straight to the point while still being a little crazy and reckless in combat. Preferring to attack at range or distract his opponent from afar while others lay in wait or ambush. Although rare he can be angry or sad depending on the moods of those around him.

| SAMPLE POST: |

Sample

The slight cool breeze of morning air that moved through the trees and over the grass was a calming sound. The light steps of the cloaked man barely made a sound as he moved through the forest bounding in one direction then back in another. Moving through the underbrush whilst barely making a sound, pausing briefly here and there to listen and look before continuing.

This man who was covered in both cloak and vine slowly made his way to a small clearing, calmly walking out into the middle the man stopped and looked around, “hey, Steve where did you run off too?” silence answered him while he waited, Toron nodded his head and frowned while looking towards the north, “why are we going that way? The village is east from here.” Another pause as the man folded his arms and shook his head, “I’m not going that way there are ruins and it’s dangerous, plus I don’t have my team with me.” Another pause and a sigh as the man turned and started to walk back towards the east. “Come on Steve we have a job to do then we can go on an adventure.”

After some time the tall man had made it to the forests edge, the land beyond this point was farm land and fields filled with reclaimed land and stumps from where the forest once was. It wasn’t a particularly happy place for him, so much destruction at the hands of his kin. Still, he knew that it was for the best, everything had some type of hardship to go through, and without hardship one wouldn’t know when they were going through a good time in their life.

The villagers of this particular town were going through hard times, their fields were not producing in the amount they needed to both survive and turn a profit. And so Toron the troll was summoned to clean up the area and help. Another simple job for a man who simply wished to help. The villagers didn’t seem too concerned with the tall cloaked man covered in vines and other vegetation. He moved amongst the land like he was part of it, why would they notice him in the first place.

Upon inspection of the farmland he found the soil to be okay, the villagers simply needed to work on their irrigation and fertilization techniques for the plants to thrive. However, before he went off and informed them of this Toron sat down in the middle of the field and meditated. Before long, new life had sprouted where seeds had been planted until they were all a few inches high. The farmers took notice of the sudden growth and flocked over to the man, watching their food sprout and grow before their very eyes.

Once he was through some farmers murmured and whispered, some asking about what he had done, others wondering about the magic, and others still wondering if the food was safe to eat. All were surprised when Toron popped up from his sitting position with a smile on his face, he introduced himself and explained what their issue was before wandering aimlessly back off into the forest yelling at something named Steve.

[Lord of Evil]

Right then, here's my sheet. @OneWayOut, tell me if something's wrong with it.

Isaac

"I’m not going to pretend to like what I’m doing, but I know it’s something I should do."

Name: Isaac Redgrove

Age: 18

Magic

School of Magic: Isaac practises imbuing magic, an esoteric branch of magic that focuses on mitigating the transience of magic. In less broad terms, imbuing magic focuses on making magical energy linger. Imbuing magic has few direct attack options, but can be deadly enough with the proper preparation. The most common and well-known application of imbuing magic is the imbuing of objects to bestow magical properties, a practise better known as enchanting. Enchanted weapons and armour can be very powerful but are limited in use as constant magical power is required to upkeep the effects of the enchantment. Less well known is imbuing magic’s capacity to create magical traps, a skill which takes significantly less effort than enchanting but with much less permanent results. Mages who use imbuing magic tend to work with solid objects, though there are legends of mages who didn’t need tools to do their work, beings who could enchant the very air itself to do their bidding. Imbuing magic can be quite difficult to learn in comparison to more action-oriented magics but those with the patience to learn its ways are rewarded in full.

Augmentor: Plain hunting knife. Rather banal for a magic tool, save for the insignia of a red flower on the hilt, but it holds immense sentimental value for Isaac and helps him carve magical circuits for imbuing.

Skills

• Imbue
  One of the most basic imbuing spells, insert magic into an object. A straight-forward directing of power from the body into a target conduit and bestowing magical properties onto it, allowing the object to affect things in the same manner that magic does. Depending on the material, however, this can prove difficult. Most mages can, on some intrinsic level, inject magic into an object, which allows them to use enchanted objects. But it requires skill to let the object hold the charge and take on magical properties, to enchant an object. Carving magical circuits into the object in question makes it easier to imbue and provides more stability, functioning as canals for magic to flow. Botched imbuing is likely to destroy the object if it fails and poor imbuing often leads to unstable results which have a tendency to explode in a user’s hands. But, there are some that use that particular characteristic to their benefit. Imbuing magic into living things is extremely difficult and ill-advised, since if the person rejects the imbued magic then the user will suffer greatly for the attempt.
• Imbue - Mine
  A skilled imbuing mage is usually represented by stability, with their ability to create enchantments that can last for years. Isaac isn’t particularly skilled, and like many unskilled imbuing mages, his creations tend to be more volatile, much less stable. But, he found a way to use that to his advantage, however. Isaac created a method of imbuing magical energy set at a volatile state enough state to be weaponised, but inert enough to not collapse in on itself. Disturbing the imbued object either via physical contact or a sufficiently large magical presence disturbs the balance and causes the magic inside to explode in a burst of magic, damaging anything within the blast radius. Isaac’s mines benefit greatly from preparatory carving, with which he can increase or decrease the volatility/inertness of the mine for his needs. But he can still create a mine on the spot, but it will typically be weaker and its sensitivity will usually be off the mark. Depending on the volatility of the mine, it will either explode or fade after some time.
• Imbue - Snare
  A modified mine which releases tendrils of magic to ensnare the foe. Typically made with a solid core covered with rope, with both the core and rope imbued with magic. When activated the core explodes and sends the ropes flying towards the target. The magic imbued in the ropes allows them to affect Pyrrhics and physical beings besides, as well as allowing the ropes themselves to stick to each other when it captures its target. The bind usually lasts a fairly significant amount of time and the rope’s strength is increased by the magic imbued in it, making for a fairly effective measure to prevent enemy movements.
• Imbue – Light
  A basic imbuement spell which converts magical energy into light. Imbue an object and supply it with magic to have a constant light source. Easily used and drains little magic, but magical circuits do increase its efficiency. Can keep a stock of magic to stay lit for a while.
• Diffusion wave
  Isaac throws a wave of imbuing magic into the air to confound foes. The magic inside is weak and it is diffused to go as far as possible, so it does little damage. It causes some pain to living caught in the cloud, useful mostly for irritating or distracting foes. Most of the damage comes from the volatile imbued dust particles which have the potential to cause serious damage, but more often than not leads to superficial wounds. Despite the light damage, however, there is enough magic in the wave to activate Isaac’s mines, allowing him to remotely detonate them from a safe distance.

Personality: Isaac is usually pretty unemotional. He’s quiet and tends to keep to himself, preferring to observe from a distance, but is nonetheless polite when he interacts with people. He won’t shy away from social contact but he doesn’t purposefully seek it out either. He’s fairly easy to talk to and always answers questions truthfully, but there’s a certain reservation behind his acts. He usually commits little to relationships and tends to leave decision making to the last minute. With that being said, his actions are at times tempered by a sort of nihilistic decisiveness, where he puts aside his misgivings and acts out whatever he needs to do. He goes through life with a sense of detachment and caution but there’s a straightforwardness to his attitude that betrays a little of the ideals Isaac carries.

Sample Post

The boy breathed slowly, quietly, as if to hide his breathing. His hands held a bow, with an arrow on the string, though he hadn't drawn it back just yet. He eyed the shadows ahead as they shifted and shuddered, revealing a familiar form that seemed to bleed out of the walls. If a shade lives long enough, kills for long enough, gains enough power, it becomes a sullen. A rare existence indeed, and one that spells trouble for anyone unlucky enough to encounter it. The Shade emerging in front of Isaac was not a Sullen, but it was close to one. And it was angry.

Nearly sullen or no, a Shade was a Shade. Tougher than normal for sure, but a Sullen’s power was incomparable to a Shade. It would be harrowing, but if Isaac was in peak condition then he was pretty unlikely to lose. This time, however, that wasn’t the case.

Isaac took aim as the shade walked closer. The arrow on his string was the last magic arrow he had. He’d used up all of his pre-prepared traps and a fair amount of improvised traps on other shades earlier, meaning that his mana stores weren’t all that high. He was most definitely on the back foot here, but, then again, he supposed that it could be worse.

The Shade charged forward and Isaac drew the bow string back. He let go, and the arrow went wide. He dropped the bow as the creature dodged to the left. Isaac’s hands dropped to his side, his left gathering what little magic he had and his right grabbing the hilt of his hunting knife. He splayed his left hand forward releasing a wave of magic. The Shade weathered the wave with little but discomfort, absorbing the myriad pinprick explosions with it's shadowy body. It reached out its clawed hand to slash at Isaac, confident that it had the upper hand. But that wave was never meant to stop the beast.

Isaac dashed forwards towards the Shade, even as its claw tore a gash across his face. He drew his hunting knife and sent a wave of energy into it as the creature raised its other hand. Isaac was betting it all on this instance, and all he needed was one thing. A small explosion and burst of light heralded the coming of the that thing.

Ropes lashed out at the aberrant shadow’s back, a present from Isaac’s final arrow. They bound themselves around the Shade, entangling its limbs with their magic. The binding was shoddy and likely wouldn’t last very long, but Isaac only needed a moment. It only took two steps to reach the Shade, a simple arm movement to raise the glowing blue knife and one more to bury it into the creature’s neck. Its body began to disappear, slowly fracturing into pieces smaller than dust before disappearing into the wind. Isaac let out a long sigh and sank to the ground. The only thing that remained of the duel were the ropes on the floor and the blood flowing sluggishly down his cheek. It had been a long week and the trek back to a friendly town would make it longer, but for now all he wanted to do was rest.

[OneWayOut]

@tex go for it!

@Gareth no problem with those edits, thanks!

@ReusableSword oooooh I like what you did with your idea. I would say though that I’m finding a bit of disconnect between the idea of nature and being able to manipulate emotions. I feel like that would be more for someone with illusion magic or some school that allows for mind reading or things like that. That being said, I think with a bit more creativity this could be really cool if you try to expand on it a bit more.

I wouldn’t go the route where you necessarily have any affect over humans. Animals maybe, but think about “nature” and what that entails in itself. When I think of it, I think of like precipitation and natural disasters, making it rain fire or turning water into wine that to me is taking something “natural” and making it something more or amplifying it.

I’m not gonna accept this yet just because I want you to rethink those skills again and see what else you can come up with. Feel free to pm me if you want to get more help :3

@Lord of Evil I had a feeling you were gonna give me an awesome character. Accepted! Toss him into the character tab!

[deadpixel101]

I'm noticing a lot of element based people. We could totally color coordinate and be like the power-rangers.

Except more magical.

And sadly less giant robots.

[tex]

Moro Kahale

"Aye, there's a bit mo' than fire behind these punches, brother!"

| NAME: |
Moro "Moe" Kahale

|AGE: |
Age Appearance: 27
Actual Age: 32

| MAGIC ABILITIES/AUGMENTOR: |
~School of Magic~
>Augmentation<
Nearly every physical aspect of the body can be augmented through the proper means, including but not limited to muscle fibres, brain chemistry, the five senses, and natural healing capabilities. Although more costly and dangerous than most forms of magic, augmentation can grant a human abilities that would put them on par with some of the most deadly animals of the wild.

~Augmentor~
>Feather Earring<
Loosely dangling from his left ear is a small white and brown feather, attached by a worn chain. Moro created this with his parents when he was a boy and ultimate re-purposed it to channel his magical energy.

~Skills~

Moro uses his magic through a series of buffs that amplify the abilities of him, or anyone he can put his hands on.

>Overclock<
Moro's primary method of augmentation wherein he amplifies his physical strength by a significant degree. A visible change in muscle mass presents itself while he continues to channel his newfound strength. There are risks that follow if Moro tries to overclock his body for too long, or by too wide a margin, including muscle tears, crippling fatigue, paralysis, and death. This ability is only limited by the consequences after the fact. The threshold for free use without negative effects increases with repeated use, but will reset if Moro does not religiously train both his magic and body. Using this ability on other people is even more dangerous if Moro doesn't already have a feel for their limitations.

>Skin Graft<
Moro can heal wounds by expending large amounts of stamina. In the same fashion, he can increase the density of his skin to the point where it can deflect knives for short periods of time. Liberal use of skin graft can force Moro into a state of unconsciousness very quickly.

>Sensory Overload<
Moro is capable of increasing the limits of his senses vastly while concentrating. This allows him to mimic the abilities of animals, to put it simply. He cannot amplify his senses while using any of his other abilities, making his sensory capabilities better suited for light-combat or reconnaissance.

>Ki Expulsion<
This is possibly his most taxing ability if not moderated. Moro is capable of expelling raw Mana from his body to inflict damage that surpasses physical limitations. These short-range bursts of magical energy are invisible to the naked eye and possess a great deal of power that surpass Moro's limitations as a martial artist.

| PERSONALITY: |
A lot might classify Moro as obnoxious, which isn't too far from the truth. As an outspoken meat-head who's biggest values in life are his muscles, Moro makes a name for himself by punching his way out of trouble. He isn't all that bright or considerate even if he tries his best to come across as a likeable fellow. Rather than listen to the commentary of his peers, he'd rather interject with his own take on things, while politely acknowledging the efforts of others as a nice sentiment. Despite the fact that a lot of people don't acknowledge him as anything more than a walking punch factory, Moro keeps a positive disposition in the face of people purposely mispronouncing his name as Moron.

| SAMPLE POST: |

Oh ye?

The river bank's wall was cracking under the repeated pressure of his fists. One two, one two, one two three. Another line shot downwards like a lightning bolt. It reached the ground and split into two, chipping a triangular shard of rock out and on to the floor. Moro panted heavily and wiped his brow free of sweat. "Woo!" he hooted, glancing at the path that lead down to the riverside. His voice was ripe with pride, and echoed upwards into the highest reaches of Helia Tower. "Stone's breakin' and who's to blame? Moro's the name, fists are his..." Moro paused and leaned over, panting heavily with both hands clasping his kneecaps. He gasped the last word, 'game', while pushing himself back up with a loud series of pats against his thighs. "Aye, aye," the words, barely distinguishable from the roaring water that encompassed his training area, marked a time of rest. Moro thrust his head into the nearby waterfall and washed out his thick, muddy hair. Today was going to be a good day. That's what he told himself every day, but today was different. Today he had been expecting somebody to come down to his secluded little spot and train with him. He pulled his head free of the downwards current and shook himself dry like an excited dog.

He'd been there for two hours already. She was supposed to have met him at dawn. Moro wiped his face and focused intently on the path leading up the cliff's edge, towards Helia. His smile twitched and he jerked his head away. He let out a small chuckle and shook his head, placing his thumbs and index fingers on the sides of his shorts. "Aye.." Moro looked down at the small chip of stone that he'd dislodged from the wall, and then down the long corridor of mud, rock and hanging vines. One... Two... Forty sections of cracked rock wall. At this rate, the entire grotto would collapse on top of him. "Aye..." He spun towards the wall again and hardened the skin around his knuckles. One two, one two. His eyes peered to the right for the briefest moment. One two, one two. Again. One two. Nobody was coming.

Harumph.

[Cryfest]

@OneWayOut alright how does this work? got a sample post up :)

Luciel Young

"Oh... hello there. Don’t mind me- okay?"

| NAME |
Full Name: Luciel Young

| AGE |
Age Appearance: 20
Actual Age: 25

| MAGIC ABILITIES/AUGMENTOR: |
School of Magic: Illusion - this magic deals with manipulating one's mind and senses into believing things that are not real. Suggesting thoughts or actions and manipulating perceptions.

Augmentor:

Bird Skull

He hangs this on a cord around his neck.

Skills: Touch: Manipulating the nerves into feeling something physical. He can manipulate the receiver into feeling anything he himself can clearly imagine. Most commonly this is of the wind/hands/fabric. Creating the feeling of pain is a more sinister aspect of this skill. He can create sharp shooting pain- much like the feeling of your arm falling asleep and intense migraines. These take much more concentration and the fall back is that it is hard for him to do anything else while focusing on the receiver.

Glamor: Creating an illusion of sight. Creating objects that the receiver is capable of experiencing as if real. Often he creates mist, fog or darkness. He can also change the receiver's eyes into thinking nothing is there even when there is. Creating living organisms such as insects or small animals. It depletes a major resource of mana to create the image of people or large animals.

Suggestion: Much like hypnosis the caster is able to make powerful suggestions to the receiver into acting out what has been asked of them. These can be fought off if the receiver has strong moral obligations that they would be going against. Most often Luciel uses this skill to manipulate people into doing something that already tempts them- such as going for something they would normally be too scared to do. This skill is good for raising moral and giving people an inner strength. Likewise he is capable of using people’s mental weakness and anxieties against them. People who suffer mental disorders are exceptionally receptive to this kind of magic.

Complete Fantasy: This is the combination of all the senses into creating a scape that the receiver creates with his own mind. Either one of fear or of pleasure. Only the caster and receiver see this illusion which can consume them both if not done properly. This type of illusion is similar to a dream and can do permanent damage to one's mind. It's not often that the caster becomes trapped in the receiver's fantasy but it is a real and dangerous possibility. Often if Luciel performs this it is because he is looking for information that the receiver would not willingly give or in dire situations to break their mind. This takes up less mana than would be expected but in exchange is a dangerous spell for the caster to perform. Especially since his physical body is at the mercy of those around him.

| PERSONALITY: |
Luciel is most often perceived as shy and quiet and is often described as cute and sweet. Those who know him know he has a dark sense of humour. Often it catches people off guard. He can come off as somewhat callous and uncaring- but he will often go out of his way to help those he cares about. He likes to fly under the radar and will often use Suggestion on passersby or people he would rather avoid. Since he has always found it easy to get what he wants (even by just having a cute mannerism), he has a spoiled attitude when he doesn’t.

Smaple

Luciel licked his lips as he watched a vender delicately twist the thin wafer like bread into a cone. He already had a bit of a stash going, no doubt preparing for the high noon rush. The dark haired man decided he wanted one and patted his pockets for a few coins. He found some lint instead. He vaguely remembered his bag sitting on the floor at his residence. He gazed at the vendor for a few more minutes before striding up.

“Hello kiddo, what can I get you?” “I’d like that.” He stated, making eye contact with the man. He stood a good five inches above him but nevertheless felt smaller when he met Luciel's almond eyes. A strange sensation wove its way through the vender and he glanced at the cone and then at the small boy. “Well... that’ll be a couple of copper,” the vender hesitated, it felt wrong to say that to the boy.

“You don’t mind if I pay you back tomorrow... right?” Luciel gave a charming, child-like smile and the man found himself holding the cone out. “Yeah... that would be fine.” He didn’t really know why he decided to trust that the boy would be back.

“Thanks” Luciel took it with another smile and turned away to continue his journey through the streets. Minds were easy to trick. He bit into the crispy vanilla wafer and wondered- as he did often- if he should feel guilty. He had been told that he should. Why did it matter though if Luciel paid the man back the next day? He decided it didn’t and put the whole encounter to the back of his mind.

It really didn’t matter.

[OneWayOut]

@Cryfest Love it <3 your character is accepted!

@tex Can I just say... I LOVE this character. <3 He's accepted!

Please post your sheets in the characters tab!

[tex]

Done and done.

[Cryfest]

Done :)

[ReusableSword]

@OneWayOut

it has been edited... I also threw in another skill he doesn't use

[OneWayOut]

@ReusableSword I love it! Your character is accepted, and that makes you the last spot! Yay <3

Everyone please make sure to post your characters in the character section! First IC post should be up tonight or early tomorrow mornin. Thanks everyone for making characters!

[Tawny Swan]

@Cal The only thing I'm going to be able to think about when your character is doing stuff is gonna be Sherlock Holmes lol This entire roleplay will just be me picturing and hearing Benedict Cumberbatch as Sherlock Holmes now.

[ReusableSword]

@OneWayOut
I moved him over

[Cal]

@Tawny Swan xD Well I highly doubt my writing will live up to his acting because he absolutely kills that role. The funny thing is I had the character in my mind and was searching for what seemed like an eternity for a proper picture to fit and it was like a lightbulb popped into my head when I thought of him lol

[OneWayOut]

Oof, now for the hard part.

Picking a leader.