[OOC] Champions Have Arrived in the New World: A Problem Children and No Game No Life-Inspired Isekai RP

[VitaVitaAR]

Whoever you are, you're bored. Or perhaps you're desperate.

Your world is one you aren't satisfied with any longer. Be it boredom or a desire to escape from your situation, you would take the first opportunity you received to get out of this place forever. Even if it was leaving this world entirely.

And yet, in some way, you are also not a normal person. In some way, you possess some sort of ability that places you aside from others. Perhaps this ability is something that means you're isolated from others because of how you are different. Perhaps it's the reason you want to find somewhere else to live.

Regardless of the reason, you are someone who would freely leave your world, if it meant you were somewhere more suitable, or somewhere you could enjoy yourself better, or somewhere you could escape your current circumstances.

Perhaps it's something that you value more than your very own life.

Whatever the case, whatever the reason, one day you receive a note, addressed to you.

"If you want to escape from this world, if you want to enjoy yourself, if you want your life reinvigorated...

Then come and join us in Nova Terra!"

Below, there was both 'Yes' and 'No'.

And if you circle 'Yes'...

---

Welcome to the world of Nova Terra!

Shaped like an enormous half-sphere with a livable surface equivalent to the entire surface of the planet of Jupiter, Terra Nova is a world of supernatural creatures and magic! A world where the mythology and fairy tales of other worlds is collected, where creatures from myth and legend walk the streets!

Supported by the Eight Dungeon Pillars, the surface of Nova Terra is divided into thousands of different communities, all with their own unique traits and and people. For example, Wyrm's Hollow is a community populated extensively by lizardfolk, and the community of Mayohiga draws heavily from the mythology of a certain island nation found in numerous other worlds. There is a tremendous breadth of living beings in the world of Nova Terra, and the markets and cafes are filled with a massive variety of different people.

The Eight Dungeon Pillars, too, are strange and incredible. Seeming to support the world itself, the eight pillars each contain an enormous dungeon that stretches all the way to the bottom. They are inhabited with many unusual and dangerous creatures, but also possess many unique resources and treasures. The great dungeons stretch all the way to the underworld, it is said, and no-one has ever seen the bottom.

But it is not simply the dungeons that define this world.

Nova Challenges, competition between any number of parties officiated by one of Nova Terra's game Masters, the draconic nobility. These challenges can be anything, from a game, to a quest, to a battle, and the competitors wager something of their own. The winner claims this wager, and the loser loses it. It can be wealth, or an item, or an ability, or even the loser's very own name. Anything and everything can be wagered in a Nova Challenge. The strongest communities, those closest to the center of Nova Terra, have participated in and won thousands and thousands of these competitions.

And there is one among them...

Once close to the heart of Nova Terra. The Fallen Kingdom, as it is known, of Silver Sun. They were challenged, abruptly, by an extremely powerful Lord of Demons, who created a challenge that appeared possible for them to win.

Pressured into acceptance, they were defeated, losing one of their most powerful members and much of their wealth. They were pushed away from the center of Nova Terra, and certain other communities began to challenge them as well, slowly eating away at their strength. Soon, they were pushed to the very edge.

Even the very fertility of their land has been taken, and many of those who could fight among them have died or been claimed as the prize in a Nova Challenge. All that remains is their name, for a community losing their name is absolute death.

But one of their last remaining members capable of competing, one of Nova Terra's nobility, sent out a letter, to other worlds...

Who will answer?

---

So as you might be able to tell, this RP is heavily drawn from Problem Children are Coming from Another world, also taking some inspiration from No Game No Life. The player characters will be a maximum of six isekai'd individuals, all from different worlds with their own abilities, as well as natives of Nova Terra. There is no limit to native characters, but I will accept no more then six Isekai'd characters.

Isekai'd champions can be from any variety of different worlds, though they should not be too close to Nova Terra in nature, and I'd prefer if most of them were more or less human. All of them must have some kind of ability. For the most part, I will be judging these abilities on a case-by-case basis, though they can be fairly high-level in terms of power. I don't want all of them to be absurdly earth-shattering or something, and I will not accept mind control, mind-reading, or future sight.

The isekai'd characters have been summoned by a certain member of the desperate community of Silver Sun, to be champions. Of course, they might not exactly know what state Silver Sun is in to begin with...

But how they react to that is all on them.

---

• Name:
• Age:
• Gender:
• Race:
• Appearance:
• Personality:
• Abilities:
• Skills:
• Backstory:
• Origin: (Six Isekai'd Characters Maximum!)

@Raineh Daze@Milim@Rin@ghastlyInc@1Charak2@Rune_Alchemist

[Rune_Alchemist]

@VitaVitaAR

Well since you wanted to see her, here she is. Still need to work on the backstory, and the abilities may change slightly between now and the final draft when I've had a bit more time to think about things, but this should give you a general idea of what she is. which is a yandere nurse

Shoggoth Nurse

• Name: Velktlthrih
• Age: 23
• Gender: Female
• Race: Shoggoth Slime
• Appearance:
  What do you expect a Shoggoth to look like? Roses and rainbows? Well, she doesn't. Vel looks like she properly crawled out of a nightmarish realm of eldritch horrors. She might as well have. Her appearance changes a bit depending on the mood, but normally her slime takes the appearance of a nurse uniform or maid outfit.
• Personality:
  Vel is...well unsettling, to say the least. She loves cleaning. She loves taking care of others. She absolutely loves having to take care of people. There's some sort of primal urge there that she must satisfy. Indeed, she's both the perfect maid and perfect person to nurse someone back to health. Of course, she says prevention is much better than healing once sick - and since her body naturally seems to produce immune system boosting drugs among other things, she makes full use of that fact. Then why, you ask, is she unsettling?
  
  Whatever you do, don't refuse her treatment. She will make sure you are well taken care of. Oh, and, well, she seems to uh, find some sort of...enjoyment in watching people get hurt. So there's that.
• Abilities:
  Shoggoth Physiology: While she is a slime, her body is slightly different than her gooey cousins, though they share many similarities. Ingesting liquid for example, will cause her to increase in size. Unlike her cousins however, Shoggoths can digest almost anything given enough time, and can use it to increase their mass should they desire. As well, her body has a surprising amount of natural durability. She most sharp objects just pass harmlessly through her, or get lodged in her body, only to be digested. She can form tentacles, morphing to grab, reach, and restrain things, and while her physical ability isn't individually impressive, having an entire shoggoth restrain something could get difficult. As her body is naturally sticky and secretes a viscous fluid, her grip is something else entirely.
  Cleansing Blood:
  Vel's body produces a rather potent mix of health aides naturally that can heal a number of ailments as well as improve the body of something that ingests them. She has learned to both utilize this as discreet injections (her favorite method), and through well, magic. She can increase a persons resistance to certain ailments, temporarily increase someones physical ability, agility, reaction time, mental acuity, etc, you name it. If its a physical function, she can supercharge it in a person. _{With some side effects which may require you to stay in her care}
  Purposeful Malpractice:
  Too much of a good thing, can be a double edged sword. She can affect others with potent 'debuffs' of many kinds. Poison, a paralytic venom, a narcotic that makes them drunk, unable to tell friend from foe - you want her to affect a persons physical state, she can likely do it in some fashion.
• Skills: Cleaning, cooking, taking care of injured patients, what more could one expect of a maid? That is what she is, and what she always will be.
• Backstory:
• Origin: Nova Terra

[Raineh Daze]

• Name: Tsugihara Shiro
• Age: Currently looks about 14.
• Gender: Female
• Race: Human (Cursed)
• Appearance: Quite youthful, definitely short.
• Personality: Primarily quite polite and composed, Shiro is stand-offish and reluctant to associate with about half of everyone she could possibly meet. The other half she's friendlier with--particularly if she deems them cute or sexy and they're not running in terror, at which point it goes from friendly to "touchy and trying to get into their pants". Although slightly because she doesn't want to be alone and likes warmth, it's mostly because she's a massive pervert, extremely gay, and doesn't have much in the way of impulse control.
• Abilities: Shiro was once cursed, given as an offering to ward off a vengeful god... and although she's survived, the curse has permanently marked her. The god, after all, was as much a god of snakes and reptiles as a god of health and rebirth, and Shiro carries the physical branding on her back. It also means that she has a lot of abilities related to snakes. The most obvious is that she can communicate with them, summon weaker snakes, and call to any stronger ones that might be around to listen. Both snakes and people also automatically view her as one, to a degree, which is a great help for associating with them... but not with people.
  Of course, she can also push the association further, shedding her skin to heal from injuries or reverse ageing, or transform her body steadily into that of a mighty serpent piece by piece. The venom is particularly excruciating.
  Fortunately, she can perfectly well survive on raw meat. Unfortunately, anything but meat tends to make her quite sick. Similarly, her body temperature is quite low and she prefers to seek out warmth.
• Skills: She can start a fire and roast meat well enough, as well as take good care of her clothing.
• Backstory: It's been a long time since Shiro got stuck with her curse, and as much fun as it is to be that snake in the woods tempting and then sleeping with woodcutters' daughters... well, it's far too lonely, and has way too much hunting for dear for her tastes. Sure she could keep going, but technology is improving and cities are more and more prevalent; the isolated houses where she'd find someone that doesn't mind a snake in human form are a lot rarer.
  A new world... a new start... well, that sounds good.
  But for Shiro? The more important and more obvious temptation...
  ... a world with a lot more interesting people is going to have way more cute girls that won't scream in terror.
• Origin: Isekai

[VitaVitaAR]

@Raineh Daze: Accepted!

[ghastlyInc]

Leith Walton

• Name: Leith Walton, Professor of Machina, Ph.D.
• Age: 23
• Gender: Male
• Race: Human
• Appearance:
• Personality: Leith is a man powered by ego and ego alone. He loves nothing more than to be showered with (in his mind) the much deserved attention his work provides. Thankfully, he’s long since come to the conclusion that it is easier to catch flies with honey, as it were, devoting much of his efforts to improving the lives of those around him. Both to gain their admiration and to show them how “amazing, magnanimous, attractive and humble” he truly is.
  
  He also has a tendency to get overly involved in things he should really let others handle his work, often sometimes to disastrous effect. It’s hardly HIS fault you primitive savage’s farm caught fire. He’s invention would have totally worked if you hadn’t messed it up somehow. But don’t worry! He’ll help you clean up your mess.
• Abilities:
  Better Living Through Machina: Leith is a natural inventor and tinkerer. Given the right materials and a thorough understanding of the core principles, he can theoretically construct just about any machine imaginable. From autonomous farming golems to world destroying doomsday weapons, all he needs is an unlimited budget and books to read.
  As such he prefers to make more simple gadgets; Replicating various abilities he’s seen in the new world to lesser extents. At the moment though, he only has his favorites on hand including…
  
  Shockwork Cane: An advanced and compact clockwork generator that Leith uses as his primary means of self defense. While its wielder is passable at best with his...swordplay, the difference is made up for as the cane delivers painful electrical shocks to whomever he bludgeons. Secretly he has named it ‘Bettsy’ and can sometimes be heard complimenting it during its daily hand winding.
  
  Foam Bombs: A set of refillable brass canisters that fit comfortably in the palm of ones hand. When a small switch on the side is flipped, two internal chambers mix together and form a compound made from simple starches and gelatins, which burst out from a release port. The result is a thick, fast drying foam that is surprisingly durable, one canister’s worth being able to hold up to a thousand pounds of weight. With only the occasional accidental discharge to watch out for.
• Skills: Engineering,metallurgy, chemistry, machining, praising himself. and dashingly handsome in a suit. Or a dress, if you shove enough alcohol in him and ask nicely.
• Backstory: Born in the city of New London, Leith was the son of famed Minister of Frogien Taxation, Sir Bradly Walton; also known as the Queen’s Gentlemen for his harrowing life of manly adventure, stiff upper lip attitude, and impeccable manners in the service of Her Majesty. Being the son of such a respected man, you might expect that Leith’s childhood was one of strict discipline and noble doctrine.
  
  ...but you’d be dead wrong. Sir Walton was, at least privately, a known softie. Leith and his five sisters were basically spoiled to their core, the grizzled veteran basically buckling to even their slightest whims. So, for much of his early life, Leith enjoyed lavish parties, expensive boutique dresses(more a whim of his sisters, not that he seemed to mind) and suits. However he grew bored as he entered his teenage years, finding little joy in the material pleasures that had sustained him for so long.
  
  Eventually, while out on his morning walk, Leith came across a public demonstration of the submersible golems used to trawl the Thames for debris and instantly fell in love. There was just something engrossing about the polished brass beings that begged for his attention and it was not to be ignored.
  
  Quickly he enrolled in the University of London’s School of Machina Arts and Sciences, his lackluster performance from prior years in school being thankfully ignored thanks to a generous donation from Daddy. It was...a difficult adjustment period to be sure. For one, while he was certainly...an enthusiastic learner, he was pretty much ignorant of any sort of mechanical knowledge when he began his attendance. That, combined with his fellow students regarding him with little more than an eccentric spoiled party goer with a passing fancy, left him with few friends.
  
  It took Leith three years to finally pass his freshmen courses. Three years of the most regiorous study of his life, not just of machina but all the sciences he could get his hands on. And in that time, the dismissal of his peers had evolved to outright mockery, even well respected teachers advising him that (perhaps) this was a poor career choice for him. The act had all but insulted the young Leith who, now finally competent enough to understand the basics of his craft decided to redouble his efforts.
  
  It took him only two more years to finally finish his degree and an additional year to obtain is Doctorate, buoyed not by his fathers influence and wealth, but sheer desire to spite those that had insulted his greatness. After graduation Leith took a teaching position with the University, devoting huge swaths of his time to researching and improving upon the works of his ‘contemporaries’ for quote ‘the public good’. His lectures often devolving less into actual machina and more into the immense design failures of his fellow teachers and alumni.
  
  While many outside his craft lauded him with praise (all deserved) he’d garnered something of a cult of hate around him. This scarcely bothered Leith, who was more than eager to feed their annoyance and throw their collective failures back in their face at every opportunity.
  
  But as they say, Pride cometh before the fall. During his final year in the world of New London, Leith supervised the construction of several high pressure distilleries for local spirit manufactures in London. While it wasn’t his normal vein of work, he’d taken the job largely so a particularly annoying peer would be denied the chance to have it. But the workload of refitting and redesigning three dozen facilities at one time was just too much for one man to handle on his own (despite his insistence otherwise). So...he cut a few corners on machining tolerances here and there. It was just a distillery afterall, what was the worse that could happen.
  
  Apparently the worst that could happen was flooding the streets with scalding alcohol, thankfully claiming no lives but injuring hundreds. The scandal that followed all but ruined Leith’s reputation. To the point that even his father suggested he take time to...distance himself. So that the familys honor might be maintained.
  
  When that mysterious letter arrived Leith all but slammed his seal of approval on the blasted thing. Even if it was a joke, a chance to escape his embarrassment and provide his considerable talents to those worthy of them was an all too sweet chance to pass up.
• Origin: The World of New London. An alternative history where the British Empire never tired and became the world government during the early 1400s. Here, with little conquest left to the world, the Empire turned its attention to rapid advancements in the sciences, eventually (by pure happenstance) developing a sort of psuedo-perpetual motion machine. Where in the amount of work put into their simple clockwork systems was significantly less than the amount of work such a system could turn out.

[The Red Seelie]

Slime Maid

Shamir

At your service

Age: 24
Gender: Female
Race: Slime
Appearance: In all instances except in the cases where her body has been extremely damaged, she will highly prefer to maintain a Feminine humanoid form. Her proportions and height altering based on her internal water content. However due to the nature of her species, she cannot produce articles of clothing, and thus she generally packs a varying degree of maid outfits suitable to her current size. As well as her personal favourite 'one size fits all' enchanted maid-wear (see above)
Personality:
Gentle, Eloquent, Benevolent. These are the words that can be summarise the nature of Shamir, She acts with respect and grace for her charges, but is also not completely subservient to them. A maid in her eyes should always be ready to help, but should never let themselves be clouded by the nature of the person they serve. Nor should they be picky in whom they serve. The richest and most powerful are not the ones in need of a maid.

In turn given her nature. She is the type to endure a fight until the enemy tires rather then seek to cause harm to the enemy. It is not her place as both a maid and a healer to lay a hand on another person in violence, Nore is it her place to cause injury to that person. Though sometimes in order to protect those that she serves and their property it is necessary to end a fight in a cleanly manner, hence why she has proficiency with a variety of restraining or sealing magics, Things that do not bring lasting harm to an enemy.

It goes to the point that she will unless she is restrained. Provide medical care to a enemy if she is asked. She will not fight alongside them if their views on the world are 'evil'. But it is her duty to be impartial in providing care. It is a heroes job to slay a villain not hers and in her perfect world nobody should have to suffer.

Abilities:
Slime Physiology:
As a slime her body has a surprising amount of natural durability. She most sharp objects just pass harmlessly through her, or get lodged in her body, only to be digested. She can form tentacles, morphing to grab, reach, and restrain things, and while her physical ability isn't individually impressive, having an entire slime restrain something could get difficult. As her body is naturally sticky and secretes a viscous fluid, her grip is something else entirely.

She also maintains the ability to change size depending on her water content as all slime do. Finally due to being the standard species of slime. She maintains incredible regenerative properties except when it relates to her 'core' damage to this core can result in considerable damage to her overall integrity. From making it difficult to stay solid, to memory lose. To all the way to death. It will regenerate over time, but at a much much slower rate.

Sanitising Gel:
A slime's gel is a heavy disinfectant perfect for applying as a Salve to bandages, as well as making it good for cleaning those hard to clean stains

Skills:
As a maid of course it falls to her to be very versatile in skills that would be crucial to maintaining the homestead. She has proficiency in Sewing, Cleaning, Cooking, Production of exotic food items (She can carbonate water inside of her!), Maintaining Equipment (Polishing/Sharpening), Superb Conversation skills (as it falls to her to be an ear for the woes of others as well as to provide advice), Lockpicking (through the usage of her body to move the pins) after all how is master going to get into the house if he/she loses his/her keys, and many other skills required of her as a maid.

Healing Magic:
If being a maid is her passion, Then being a healer is her natural forte. Her healing prowess is remarkable, able to heal near any injury short of death. She is capable of confining her magic to a short-ranged powerful effect or spread it out in a large area of effect to relieve fatigue and heal moderately. The AOE of course does not distinguish from from foe. But it has a natural calming effect as if akin to relieving muscular tension. To put it simply, its very difficult to kill people in her care.

While she cannot 'remove' a curse due to her lack of knowledge of how to do so, by combining it with her other magical craft. She can restrain the curse to a specific area of the body, It will require repeated treatment to maintain and isn't a cure all. But it can slow a curses progress until a proper removal can be performed by a specalist.

Sealing/Restraint Magic:
Her 'combat' magic as it were relates to the sealing and/or restraining of things be it magical or physical. The strength of her Seals/restraints depends both on what she is restraining and the amount of energy poured into their production. Generally speaking they take the form of Slime-like chains that bind the enemy in a steel-like grasp and in the process of sealing. The spirit/cursed is held within a gel-like membrane. She prefers using this magic as it provides little to no harm to her opponent, allowing her to maintain her vow of causing no lasting harm.

Backstory: Born as part of a royal batch split straight from the then current ruler. The slime though she'd be forced to look forward to a (in her eyes) boring life of leading a entire nation in the event the current leader died. In reality the slime had a different disposition. She wanted to help others in a way that was much more mobile then legislature and government.

Thus when her slightly maniacal twin sister wanted to usurp her position by beating her in a game she could of very easily won. Not only did she forfeit secretly by playing worse on purpose and thus she was pushed back a step in line in terms and her sister would instead take her place. Still a princess but delayed in the throne she had plenty of time to herself now to reject her royal duties even more!

Thus this is how she began travelling to find work as a maid. She even met a rather peculiar Shoggoth when trying to find work. Honestly what was that Slimes problem. Just because they both applied to the same guy that one time didn't mean she had to keep trying to show-off whenever they met, Besides a silly eldritch slime could never beat the original tried and true.
Origin: Nova Terra

@VitaVitaAR

[VitaVitaAR]

@1Charak2: Accepted.

[Rune_Alchemist]

@VitaVitaAR

Aight, here we are, finished and ready for Eval.

Shoggoth Nurse

• Name: Velktlthrih
• Age: Normally appears to be a young woman in her mid twenties.
• Gender: Female
• Race: Shoggoth Slime
• Appearance:
  What do you expect a Shoggoth to look like? Roses and rainbows? Well, she doesn't. Vel looks like she properly crawled out of a nightmarish realm of eldritch horrors. She might as well have. Her appearance changes a bit depending on the mood, but normally her slime takes the appearance of a nurse uniform or maid outfit.
• Personality:
  Vel is...well unsettling, to say the least. She loves cleaning. She loves taking care of others. She absolutely loves having to take care of people. There's some sort of primal urge there that she must satisfy. Indeed, she's both the perfect maid and perfect person to nurse someone back to health. Of course, she says prevention is much better than healing once sick - and since her body naturally seems to produce immune system boosting drugs among other things, she makes full use of that fact. Then why, you ask, is she unsettling?
  
  Whatever you do, don't refuse her treatment. She will make sure you are well taken care of. Oh, and, well, she seems to uh, find some sort of...enjoyment in watching people get hurt. So there's that.
• Abilities:
  Shoggoth Physiology: While she is a slime, her body is slightly different than her gooey cousins, though they share many similarities. Ingesting liquid for example, will cause her to increase in size. Unlike her cousins however, Shoggoths can digest almost anything given enough time, and can use it to increase their mass should they desire. As well, her body has a surprising amount of natural durability. She most sharp objects just pass harmlessly through her, or get lodged in her body, only to be digested. She can form tentacles, morphing to grab, reach, and restrain things, and while her physical ability isn't individually impressive, having an entire shoggoth restrain something could get difficult. As her body is naturally sticky and secretes a viscous fluid, her grip is something else entirely.
  Cleansing Blood:
  Vel's body produces a rather potent mix of health aides naturally that can heal a number of ailments as well as improve the body of something that ingests them. She has learned to both utilize this as discreet injections (her favorite method), and through well, magic. She can increase a persons resistance to certain ailments, temporarily increase someones physical ability, agility, reaction time, mental acuity, etc, you name it. If its a physical function, she can supercharge it in a person. _{With some side effects which may require you to stay in her care}
  Purposeful Malpractice:
  Too much of a good thing, can be a double edged sword. She can affect others with potent 'debuffs' of many kinds. Poison, a paralytic venom, a narcotic that makes them drunk, unable to tell friend from foe - you want her to affect a persons physical state, she can likely do it in some fashion.
• Skills: Cleaning, cooking, taking care of injured patients, what more could one expect of a maid? That is what she is, and what she always will be.
• Backstory:
  Vel's a shoggoth. A rare breed of slime that is an inherently servile species. Ready to serve their employers and whosoever happens to be in their care. Their origin is a obscured in mystery, but its said their a race of slimes that were once in service to some obscure, now-extinct nobles of Terra Nova. As you might expect, this has made Vel a fairly adept maid and caretaker.
  
  Born and raised in her families clinic in the once prosperous land of Silver Sun. Vel was quick to pick up on both maidenly duties and nursing. Her jobs were simple as a little Shoggoth - clean, and take care of the patients, which she was more than happy to do. And when she came of age as far as Slimes went, she decided she wanted to test her skills and learn more about how to properly take care of others. So she left Silver sun and traveled for a time, whereupon she applied to work alongside a rather uppity Slime who thought herself a maid.
  
  Just what was that brainless ooze's problem? Trying to outdo her like that when she wanted just a friendly competition! The nerve of that slime, always starting things when they should much better be working together. That was fine though. As a top-maid and caretaker, she wouldn't let herself be outdone. Such competitions would continue every time they met in their work.
  
  After some time, eventually the Shoggoth heard of Silver Suns ailments. Worse, the Clinic was taken! Now, now, that wouldn't do at all, would it! Silver Sun was now without its best medical practitioners! She couldn't let that stand! So she traveled back to Silver sun, deciding that she would rid the town of what ails it and help in whatever method she could - and start by getting her Clinic back.
• Origin: Nova Terra

[VitaVitaAR]

@Rune_Alchemist: Accepted.

@ghastlyInc: Accepted.

[Randomness]

I'm interested in joining but I have a question.

Question: Of what nature can the six otherworldly characters be? Like do their origins have to within the the same universe as Nova Terra, or can it be across alternate universes, dimensions, planes of existence, and/or times?

[VitaVitaAR]

@Randomness: They do indeed come from other worlds.

[Randomness]

Not exactly what I meant. I was more asking to what extent can these other worlds be?
Like could I make a character that has traveled through time? Or one that has come from a world that exists in another dimension?

[VitaVitaAR]

@Randomness: The other worlds by default are in different universes, but I'd draw the line at timetravel.

[Randomness]

Ah alright. Thanks. I’m thinking of making a character. Will post soon.

[VitaVitaAR]

@Randomness: Alright!

[Randomness]

So, I have a world hopper character that I like to bring from RP to RP. I'm kinda hoping that that would be okay. Here is the character

Darris, Traveler of Universes

I understand if you'd prefer something a little more original, but I like this character and perhaps he might be able to go a little more all out than in the last few RPs he's been in.

[VitaVitaAR]

@Randomness: Sorry, going to have to decline this. ^^; You can't be someone traveling to different worlds under your own power.

[Crimson Paladin]

Here's my incomplete submission. Still working on a few things like specific abilities.

Star-gazing Warlock

Name: Augis

Age:

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Appearance: Unknowable ones from beyond the stars, hear my pact and lend me your power!

Personality:
Augis is a seeker of truths. He wants to know how the universe ticks, and why Nova Terra seems to tick differently. He wishes to gain insight into the unknown, and understand the uncomprehended, but he is not a fool. Augis knows the risks of delving too deeply into things beyond man's ability to perceive, and the dangers that the unknowable beings from beyond can pose, thus believes it is best to take it slowly than risk his mind being destroyed. If anything, his limited knowledge of his patron makes him all the more terrified of such beings, and he dreads the prospect of ever meeting one in person.

His pact with a being from beyond was not solely to sate curiosity, however. He cares deeply about his home, and has watched as more and more were taken from it as others took advantage of Silver Sun's weakness and misfortune. The only hope for the fallen kingdom's survival, he believes, is with the aid of those from beyond Nova Terra. Those beings may be terrifying, incomprehensible to human minds, and unknowable in their intentions, but they are at least far removed from the predatory politics of Nova Terra...he thinks.

In person distrustful of outsiders, especially those native to his world. Silver Sun's neighbors are nothing but opportunistic predators, and those beyond the world are unknown, possibly unknowable, wild cards. At the same time, Augis is aware that having faith in outside help is Silver Sun's only hope for survival

Abilities:
Warlock's Pact:
Augis has struck a deal with a powerful cosmic being and has been granted many powers. His contact with the entity has affected his mind, causing him to be immune to telepathic or psychic attacks from mortal beings, but at the same time it has become attuned to the whispers of his patron- and those of any related or similar beings.
(specific abilities are still being worked on)

Skills:
Eldritch Lore
Both through his own studies and communing with beings from beyond, he has obtained not-inconsiderable knowledge of eldritch matters.

Telescope and lens crafting
Augis was taught by his father to craft and maintain telescopes, and knows how to craft all the necessary parts, including the glass lenses. He can produce lenses for other purposes, as long as he knows the needed dimensions.

Astronomer
Augis is learned in the field of astronomy, and the associated mathematics.

Backstory:
Augis was the son of an astronomer who resided in Silver Sun. He was brought up to follow in his father's footsteps of charting the stars and determining the laws that govern the universe. He was taught mathematics, learned how to build and maintain telescopes, and when necessary, navigate using the stars. When he was 17, his father was killed in a challenge, but Augis continued to carry on his legacy, observing the cosmos and making calculations. One thing perplexed him, however- he could not make his calculations add up. The laws that more less consistently governed much of what he observed did not seem to apply to Nova Terra. No matter how he tried, he couldn't make the math work out. Some time later, he made a breakthrough- he observed something in the night sky that behaved similarly anomalously. He built a more powerful telescope to observe it, hoping that it'd lend insight into his own world. When he observed it, something gazed back at him and sent whispers into his mind.

Terrified, Augis smashed his telescope to pieces and for the next few weeks, he could not even bring himself to look into the night sky. As time passed, curiosity eroded his fear, and he began studying what he had found. He traveled to other communities to learn all he could of what he had made contact with. He traveled from place to place, studying these unknowable beings. As he learned more, the prospect of forming a pact with whatever he saw became more tempting. He was not blind to the plight of his home community, and here he had found something seemingly removed from the vicious politics of this world with no stake in the further debasement of Silver Sun. He built a new telescope and began observing the corner of the cosmos where that...thing resided. Soon enough, it noticed Augis, and with the knowledge he learned, he struck a pact with it for power.

For the next several years, Augis endeavored to develop his newfound powers and deepen the pact in hope of gaining even more power. He served as a mercenary with various communities, and made contact with others who had struck similar bargains. He witnessed firsthand the gruesome consequences of delving too deeply into or associating too closely with the unknowable things beyond the stars. When he felt that his powers had developed sufficiently, he returned home to Silver Sun, now even more diminished than it was when he left, and offered his services.

Origin: Nova Terra

[Randomness]

Fair enough. I’ll probably come up with something new.

[Raineh Daze]

Hmm, I think I under-did myself, and have come up with a rewrite:

• Name: Shiro, Vessel of the Great Serpent
• Age: Although currently looking to be a girl of only about 14, Shiro has lived from before the writing of the Kojiki to the Taishō era.
• Gender: Female
• Race: Human (Sacrifice)
• Appearance: Youthful and short. That isn't to say that her appearance is normal aside from the colouration; when agitated her eyes become distinctly less than human and her teeth are always slightly... too sharp and odd. Her torso is quite extensively tattooed, originally a clear and unmissable marking of her sacrificial status, but now a better indication of what she carries.
• Personality: Although seeming quite polite, Shiro can be quite vengeful if spited--denying "sacrifices" in the past was certainly one way to make her extremely irritable. But time has done a lot to mellow her and the serpent out, which has really brought the other things they've always had in common to the forefront... a love of drinking, and a love of girls. Cute girls, sexy girls, elegant ladies, shy ones with nice bodies... Shiro is very open with her affection for all of them. And that's even before she starts working through her prodigious alcohol resistance.
• Abilities: Shiro is, ultimately, the physical vessel of all the spiritual power of perhaps the mightiest serpent to have ever existed in her world--one could dispute whether the World-Serpent exists, or if Ryūjin would qualify, but otherwise there is little competition. This has a number of effects even when she seems almost completely human: she can talk to snakes, conjure smaller snakes, and call out to any larger or more mystical ones that may exist. But ultimately, people are aware of this discrepancy, that she isn't really that human, even before she sheds her skin to reduce her age or heal some injury, or displays more strength than her body should actually be capable of.
  She can freely transform herself towards or away from that full serpent form, growing venemous fangs, scales, or stopping halfway as some form of naga far more able to demonstrate inhuman physical abilities. Or, where size allows, she can become a truly giant snake... and then an even more giant snake... and then an even more giant snake. All the way up to a serpent capable of filling eight valleys and wrapping around eight hills, with eight heads and eight tails.
  Atop her snakelike abilities is the possession of the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, usable either by manifesting the sword itself, or simply embedding it in one limb or another. It can direct the wind, augment her strikes with a mighty gale, or just go the fun razor-wind route as the sword gets swung with manic abandon.
• Skills: Although (literally) monstrously strong and good at surviving, Shiro is not particularly knowledgeable on the specifics of how to fight, or good fighting technique, instead being all about brute force and animalistic instinct. Her use of the Kusanagi epitomises this, treating it more like a sharp club than a sword in any sense. Of course, when you can become a serpent of uncontested size, it tends to work out fairly well.
  Her basic survival skills are good, as is her ability to care for her own clothing.
• Backstory: In Shiro's youth, a mighty serpent terrorised the region, and nobody hoped to oppose it. But the serpent was somewhat intelligent and could be appeased: if families would sacrifice their daughters, then they would be spared its wrath. Indeed, in most regards, could the serpent not be considered no different from the other kami? Perhaps this is how Shiro was lucky to survive, even though already marked for sacrifice, approaching it without fear and displaying a somewhat... unwholesome interest in the serpent's choice of sacrifices. She gained a reprieve and was tasked with being the mighty reptile's messenger, the one to acquire and find further sacrifices, the priestess of such a great monstrosity.
  In the end, they over-reached, moving beyond the mere humans to the earthly kami; noteworthy enough that a certain more well known deity was able to trick the serpent and decapitate it, extracting from the body a fine sword... and leaving, of course, the carcass. Dead and harmless were it not for all the fear and reverence it had been accorded and the strength of its spirit. But it wasn't something attached to a place of nature or a concept, and eagerly sought out a proper vessel for itself: the one marked sacrifice it hadn't eaten. Over the many long years, it couldn't be said that a distinction could continue to be drawn between Shiro and the serpent, her similarities were what earned her survival in the first place and after so long... it would not be incorrect to say that Shiro is the Yamata-no-Orochi.
  During the many centuries since, Shiro did little that she hadn't been done before, albeit with less human sacrifice involved. She sought out drink and attractive maidens before moving on, bringing ruin to those that would reject or assault her in any way. After the Battle of Dan-no-ura, she took the time to retrieve the stolen sword, and then disappeared into the background of history once again, watching with boredom as the world became less... fantastic, with less supernatural intervention. More organised, with less families remotely on their own to terrorise and court... and trains. Such hazardous things, trains.
  Of course she leapt at the opportunity to move to a world where all the fantastic creatures and more were still active; where there were more cute girls to approach directly that wouldn't be so terrified of her appearance.
• Origin: Isekai
• Other: Low body temperature, and essentially an alcoholic obligate carnivore who prefers meat raw.