[OOC] We Were Human - Marspunk Psychics

[Sync]

Didn't know what to think when I received that VM. Good to know it was an invitation to this RP.

I'll be checking things out more thoroughly and stuff. So far, everything seems to be a lot of fun.

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@Sync I solicited some of my favourite RPs from various cohorts with slippery little VMs. That's why you see BLEAK fan favorite Lionhearted here aswell. Glad you're here and hopefully to stay Sync <3

[RumikoOhara]

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Dexi Ling

_{◄ AGE 26 ▎ FEMALE ▎ HEIGHT 1.62 ►}

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As a Glitter Girl Dexi Ling is as the old song goes The Girl U Want and before the accident she was wanted by many; still is but now for different reasons.

A registered courtesan she could move through the enclaves of the wealthy and be accepted even though it was more like and exotic pet than a person.

A Glitter Goddess she was welcomed in any club, casino, or party but the Haters liked to call her a whore and she couldn't care.

Hers an old and some say oldest profession which requires she understand people on a level few others outside of the field of Psychiatry even do just to survive. This required she understand how to use her vocal tones and body language to communicate to those that observe her interest, neutrality, seduction, or many other emotions. Her every movement, every word a performance she can say a thousand words by just how she stands or looks at a person.

Always smiling she enjoys a calm atmosphere around herself but is know as Miuco hendu (Cat Claws) if angered and fast to react as she sees fit.

When relaxed Dexi loves to sing softly while thinking and is a caregiver at heart. Her clothing is provocative and usually suggestive of fantasy stories in their cut, fabrics, and fit. But don't make the mistake that she is promiscuous because of her profession, she lived by the old adage; "Money is Money an Bullshit is Bullshit"


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Dexi was born in one of those fairytale stories that usually begin with an orphaned street urchin but her life was no fairytale and her survival no miracle just hard work and wits.

It began with her hiding in the shadows and dumpster diving for food and clothing till one day at the age of 7 she was trying her hand at pickpocketing. Her target was one of the madams of one of the houses that entertained anyone with the credit and a lonely heart. The woman caught her by the wrist and was about to back hand her when she stopped saying; "What a pretty thing you are under all that grime" then drug her off and into the house so many of the girls Dexi knew feared.

Dexi was washed and fed and even dressed in clothing that was nearly new as the Madame Kindra Brightstar an Elvish woman examined her while Dexi made plans of escape. Madame Kindra smiled and told Dexi to relax for she had larger plans than just to toss her to the wolves.

Those plans involved making Dexi a woman of education and poise; an Elvish princess. It was from her mentor Dexi learned to survive and that her looks would be either her curse or treasure and the later she hoped to teach her. Dexi was raised unlike any of the other girls that worked in the red light district and her chastity made her to understand the greatest thing of value she could poses till her debut and presentation to the Guild of Courtesans where she would trade it as an adult as her fee for entry into that oldest of professions.

At her confirmation after being examined and tested in both mind and body Dexi was auctioned to a Patron who would own her for the next three years and could have found herself in a servile position except the man was one of the oldest Elves of Mars and a respected casino owner named Lord Jocum Sinistar. He made her a singer and dancer in his gambling house and placed her first night up as a prize to the winner of a poker tournament that he hosted to the wealthy gamblers from across the system. (It was her patron who paid for the genetic alteration that made her look like and Elf)

For three years she worked at the casino and acted as Jocum's daughter in the elvish court or as hostess at his parties. It was from he that she learned the art of gathering information which held more value than most ever thought. It was he that made her a Glitter Girl whom was desired as companion or guest in wealthy homes both humon and elf.

The wealthy humons treated her as a delightful if soiled pet as she practiced her skills at their parties and homes; in the Eleven houses she was treated with great respect and any who had her as companion her friend.

When her contract with Jocum ended when she turned 21 Dexi remained as a performer and specialist in his employ till one of the cartels killed him starting a war. It was that war that taught her that taking life pissed everyone off and gave the "Cosa" (Law of any type) excuse to turn as many as they might against you; people desperate will sell their daughter for what a corp midi makes in 2 weeks.

Dexi worked as she was taught an Information operative for the Erin Tinu (Morning Star Elven Cartel) helping them to victory. She could have become a member of the Erin Tinu except for the fact their Lord Garav wanted her as his and no one else effectively owning; her a position she had no desire of assuming no matter how gilded.

To avoid Lord Garav Dexi moved to the far side of Mars entering the territory of the Ithilgalad (Moonlight) in new Brazil and presented herself to Queen Moestep (Softstep) who made her a member of the local guild of entertainers and under her protection.

Her life was good and she was thinking of her future when it happened; some dam fool used a bomb or something like it. Dexi was in her dressing room when she was hit by the energy wave and it seem as if it set her body on fire. The casino was in ruins and she buried for five days each one making her wish she could die and in a way she did because she escaped her prison by melting and flowing through the cracks and into the utility conduits.

She was alive after a fashion and hungry and somehow she absorbed any biomass she came into contact with a memory she has buried.

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Your character's dispositions on other NPCs and players, a memory could also be a moment shared between one or more people.

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Power: Able to shift the formation of her biological cells at will to change her appearance and thereby assume the form of other humans and animals. Dexi can also alter her voice to duplicate exactly that of another person. Additionally she could not change her overall body mass when taking on the appearance of a person larger or smaller, her body mass is fixed and can change when she does.
Her body is not limited to purely organic appearances: She also has the ability to create the appearance of clothes and other materials out of her own body, including items such as glasses, zippers, identity cards, handbags and even test tubes. As a shape-shifter, Dexi is able to constantly alter and rejuvenate her body's cells and thereby retain her youthful appearance.
Damage to her biological tissue is known to heal at a relatively fast rate and she can form a resistance to poisons upon contacting them or allow her to rapidly regrow severed limbs, and rapidly recover from near fatal injury. Her powers grant her immunity to diseases, enhanced agility and strength, and agelessness.

Limitation: Dexi must touch a person or animal to be able to assume their form

Weaknesses: Dexi cannot mimic any powers or skills of her forms and like an old fictional character must spend 1 hour a day as a glowing amber gel like substance

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Elvish
Raised as an Elf she speaks the languages of J. R. R. Tolkien which he constructed in his books. These were the languages spoken by the tribes of his Elves and by the Martian Eleves. There are several languages of Elven but the primary ones are Sindarin and Quenya and the written Tengwar which resembles Arabic. She and her kind when meeting might say "Seler ni cen- tye / Otorno ni cen- tye" which means "Sister I see you or Brother I see you" It is this habit that makes the corp or Fírihen which is a shortened form of Fírina hendi (Dead Eyes) crazy and their slang trouble for those corp sec that can speak their tongues because the slang is an identity code which substitutes one noun for another or word for another which is usually local and not common to the Elves in general.

Jujitsu Dexi is trained at the competent level of this art but not professional

Subterfuge Subterfuge is the art of deception. This Skill is to know how to lie convincingly, and recognize when she being lied to. Subterfuge is used when telling a convincing falsehood, hiding one's emotions or reactions, or trying to pick up on the same in others. The Skill is most often used to trick other people, but characters also learn it to avoid being tricked themselves.

Stealth Trained as a dancer and then in how to use her grace Dexi can be considered a professional in this art

Dance Dexi's life was spent perfecting her ability in this field to professional level

Singing Dexi's life was spent perfecting her ability in this field to professional level

Gambling Dexi has spent a good part of her adult life in casinos and is a proficient gambler giving her the ability to way the odds of the many games she has been exposed to as well as cheat or detect a cheat.

Courtesan In this Skill Dexi is ranked among the top in the field. It is far more than simple sex having to do with etiquette, fashion, knowing wines, shibari (a popular skill of knot tying and suspension considered an art form) and the laws covering her profession

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@RumikoOhara

So after a discussion, we'd like to see the following removed from her powers.

- Any type of healing from her power.
- Materializing clothes and objects out of her transformation (She can transform into people/animals but for people wont gain their clothing and gear obviously).
- With these changes, you can remove the refraction period required to use the ability.

@troye @Verticus Incase I missed anything.

[RumikoOhara]

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I'll drop the Shapshift as a power and rewrite her

[GingerBoi123]

Are we okay to post WIPs? It's 2.30am for me xD

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@GingerBoi123 No, if you want put it in our PMs.

[Sanity43217]

Interested and trying to get a feel for the world.
Would Virtual Reality Dive bars be a thing? Seems like a cheap way to spend a night and have a good time.
This leads to a bigger question of, 'is virtual reality a thing?'
Last one, recreational drug use. How has drug use changed over time? What are the current street drugs?

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Corps run the dive bars for VR to pacify the masses.

There's a ton of drugs to name a few.

Hellfire, Shotgun, Red Crystals etc etc.@Sanity43217

[KZOMBI3]

@DeadDrophey hey heyyyy QQ can i reuse Ash from dead prez so long as i tweak her to fit this world? i was soooo proud of her and very very sad that she lived so short

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@DeadDrophey hey heyyyy QQ can i reuse Ash from dead prez so long as i tweak her to fit this world? i was soooo proud of her and very very sad that she lived so short

@KZOMBI3

Sure nerd.

[KZOMBI3]

@DeadDropYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY

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@RumikoOhara new sheet = accepted move her over

[Lionhearted]

Artemis

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◄ 27 ▎ FEMALE ▎ 5’10 ►}

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Artemis was that of a ruthless hurricane—shrouded by black, thunderous clouds to cloak the luminosity of her soul. What she held dear to her heart was in the eye of the storm, piling in an array of undiscovered treasury. She let nobody in, and she made sure nobody could see through her. Smoke and mirrors was her game play, and the heat of battle was her outlet. Her mask: a blonde vixen clad in purples, pinks, and black. Adorning her recognizable armor was the familiar insignia of 'The Night Walkers'—the colors she favors within a wolf symbolizing a menacing intimidation and an unpredictable subtlety. People least expect it to be her that is underneath it's shadowy veil, yet it's behind her cross-hairs that they find themselves in.

Coming forth, now, as a fearsome mercenary—Artemis reigns within the Bounty Hunters Association. There are few left who know her tale as Angelica, and those that do are aware to watch their backs in fear that the famed Night Walkers are there to prey. Betrayal had a way of transforming the gentleness of Artemis into a merciless and callous heart of ice. Self-oaths are the turning point for people, but for Artemis, it rang louder with each doubting humiliation that haunted her mind. A twist in spirit allowed more room for growth, expanding farther than anyone could've predicted. Angelica died with infinite insecurities, and Artemis awakened with a flaming vengeance.

Blue eyes down the barrel of her rifle, engaging fast, but not for long. Do pray for the victim in her sights, for their mark is as vibrant as neon in darkness.

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Tears once trailed rivers down the cheeks of Artemis, not in her present life, but in a pitiful previous one. A life in which she acknowledges as her fuel to her fire, but one that she never sees beyond that. Many would doubt her story, but there was a time in which Artemis was known for her naive nature, seemingly allured to danger without any knowledge of self-protection. One trait that has always remained embedded, even through her transcendence, was her dedication—Artemis was not one to give up.

Artemis' story began behind the wheels of aircrafts; soaring with the Sunburners to beautiful heights that not many get the privilege of witnessing. She admired the freedom, she relished in the speed, and she strived to stay within the crew. Artemis was only half-way decent, with only improper training to blame for her lack of success. Humans have always had a way of putting others down to better themselves, and Artemis was their target at the time. Her initiation into the Sunburners was to follow the footsteps of her father, a renowned pilot in their ranks; yet her performance didn't live up to even a fraction of his triumphs. It wasn't long before Artemis was alone with only her failures to accompany her.

Disappointment covered every memory that she had, and vandalized every envisionment of her future. Artemis lost hope, lost gratification, and lost herself. What goals she had previously set were now so distant that they were blurred even in the scope of a gun. At night, the laughs rang in her ears, in the mornings the coming day scared her, and during the day the doubts haunted her. But she always put one foot in front of the other, continuing her pursuit even if it pained her. The days were blurred and her skin was raw from abuse, but it was an unexpected spark of love that dragged her from her melancholy and towards a strange door of opportunity.

His name was Finn.

A famous bounty hunter that admired the determination of Artemis, and became enchanted by her unfamiliar kindness. Piece by piece, her story came out in humbling fragments of information until he brought it upon himself to take her under his wing. For years, she trained hard under him until she was surpassing her peers within the Sunburners by miles. It began with an interest to make her father proud, but it turned into a way of showing herself that her strength was never one to be doubted—and her biggest doubts were from within. Artemis and Finn built qualities within each other that were admirable by whoever witnessed them. But her rise came with sinister jealousy.

Artemis' transformation didn't just come with her harsh training, it came with a wailing heartache brought upon by a stealthed bullet. Finn was murdered in the night, by a simple snipe from an aggressor. The space meant for continued self-growth was filled with a dreadful sorrow, and Artemis awaited her death next—yet it didn't come to her. The truth came out that the Sunburners, that were daunted by her growth, were behind the attack. Her father didn't bat an eye, too invested in his own glory to consider the emotions of his daughter. And the ignition of her soul bursted in a flaming red. The flames incinerated the kindness she formerly had, and from it's ashes rose her fearless retribution.

Artemis turned to the bounty hunters for assistance, the mercenaries that lacked direction but lived free. Her new self resulted, first, in recruitment, and then revenge. Her talents ran parallel with her rising dedication, and soon she began her own crew of mercenaries known as 'The Night Walkers'. Artemis changed her style, adorned herself with the colors of her new brigade, and lurked in the shadows as the name of her group rose to fame.

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//COMBAT

Artemis was trained by a famed bounty hunter, adopting many of the techniques that he was skilled at himself. Through years of training, she was able to learn the basics of some skills, while discovering she was more talented in others.

//SKILLS Gunslinger: Artemis is skilled with guns. Handguns are what she prefers when she's in medium to close-quarter combat. Artemis' ability to snipe is proven to be exceptional as well. Acrobat: Although Artemis doesn't have as much expertise in hand to hand combat, she's fast and flexible. Her movements, graceful and swift, are hard to predict and difficult to read. Tactics: Artemis' leadership does not go unnoticed by her organization, however small it is in comparison to the many others. Her tactics is what keeps them thriving, as well as their ability to follow orders. Piloting: Although this skill is exercised very rarely, she does have some knowledge regarding piloting and aircrafts.

//POWERS [+] In the blast, Artemis was infused with cosmic energy, granting her the ability to shape, mold, and manipulate cosmic energy that radiates from her body. Her powers recharge just as fast as her normal human energy would, and continued practice and usage will increase the threshold of which she draws from. In addition, Artemis is able to utilize her energy to give her enhanced strength or immediate protection. Limitations: Artemis' source of energy has been replaced with cosmic energy. Everything she does draws from this source. Thus, if she overexerts herself from ability usage, she will result in major fatigue and exhaustion. Her cosmic energy naturally replenishes over time. Weaknesses: Artemis' powers must extend from herself first. Any shaping or barrier she would cast from a distance would need time to travel and solidify in it's respective location.

Alexander Chase - Artemis' father: a renowned Sunburner known for his great accomplishments. He excels in many things, and many look to him for guidance. But though his leadership is revered, his fatherhood is quite the opposite. Their relationship doesn't even touch the surface of love and family. Alexander sees Artemis as a disgrace to his name. And with her rise, he still doubts her strength.

Finn Brooks(deceased) - Artemis' lover that was murdered by her former allies within the Sunburners. Their jealousy reigned within them and they casted it out in the form of unpredicted assassination. Artemis has learned most of what she knows from Finn. His death is what formed the person she is currently.

Minerva Evans - Minerva is Artemis' right-hand woman. She is strong, fierce, and obedient. Minerva is a mutual friend of Finn and Artemis, and they've known each other for quite some time. In another world, they'd be what's considered as best friends. Artemis is incredibly grateful to have her to trust and rely on.

Olien Parks - Artemis' tech guy. Without Olien, she wouldn't have access to her gadgets and she wouldn't have intel on the missions that she chooses to accept or pursue. While he's a guy with a burning crave for more and more knowledge, she admires his dedication and appreciates his assistance to the Night Walkers.

Julian Hills - Artemis' weaponsmith. Julian has provided for the Night Walkers ever since they've been founded. Their weaponry is custom-made and beautifully crafted by the talented Julian. Artemis admires Julian for his craft, but also for his friendly aura. They frequently enjoy drinks together and Julian considers Artemis like a daughter to him.

The Nightwalkers - Artemis' famed brigade of obedient assassins. They thrive within the leadership of Artemis and they are paid generously for their participation.

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@Lionhearted Accepted, also RIP Finn :(

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Lurk lurk lurk

[Ceta de Cloyes]

I think I want a hydrokinetic char, but I'd like some advice on the specifics.

I don't think I want to go full bloodbender, seems a bit much like mind control tbh, but I do think I'd like to be able to pull water from things like blood, air, whatever. It has the potential to be a really fun take on the power in this setting to sense, manipulate, and weaponize water in an environment where the stuff is both scarce and valuable. The question is would I then be able to go with the standard waterbender package of manipulating water into ice? Sharpening it into blades thin enough to cut? What about other liquids like alcohol or idk tranquillizer fluids? I can think of some pretty fun uses of slinging highly flammable substances around in a firefight or pulling poison from a wound, but I dont want to be too overpowered or too useless so suggestions pls?

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The question is would I then be able to go with the standard waterbender package of manipulating water into ice? Sharpening it into blades thin enough to cut?

@Ceta de Cloyes

Yep, though keep in mind Ice isn't the mono-katana in terms of it's cutting edge. It wont pierce or cut everything

What about other liquids like alcohol or idk tranquillizer fluids?

@Ceta de Cloyes

You're going to have to be specific on your intent for their uses, are you wanting to freeze them? I don't know from your initial paragraph what you want to use them for.

I can think of some pretty fun uses of slinging highly flammable substances around in a firefight

@Ceta de Cloyes

This would work well if you had a firepartner buddy but alone it seems impractical.

[Ceta de Cloyes]

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Yep, though keep in mind Ice isn't the mono-katana in terms of it's cutting edge. It wont pierce or cut everything

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Sorry lmao, I switched ideas between sentences, in the first sentence there I wanted to know if ice was on the table, and in the second I wanted to know if the control of water, or ice I guess, is fine enough to cut things with. Having armor stand up to either makes sense yeah, but being able to just stick an icicle in someones throat from range is already p solid tactics.

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You're going to have to be specific on your intent for their uses, are you wanting to freeze them? I don't know from your initial paragraph what you want to use them for.

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Being able to manipulate alcohol as well as water would mean I could apply that whole 'extract water from blood' idea to intoxicated people too, or yknow, spilling a line of booze from a pool at someones feet to bring it in range of a lighter. Pulling tranquilizer fluids out of someone to wake them up- or carrying a bunch of darts then manipulating them to fly at someone without the need for a gun?

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This would work well if you had a firepartner buddy but alone it seems impractical.

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Continuing the idea from above; all I'd need is a lighter, something flammable, maybe some kind of bottle or canteen to throw with my mind... or hell, put a bullet in a fuel drum or something, suddenly thats a whole lot of battlefield control. Not that I know if there will be any situations like that, just trying to get some examples down so I know what I'm working with and what limits need to be put in.

[Sylvan]

@DeadDrop Is this still open?