[OOC] Apocalypse Not

[EchoicChamber]

@Sanity43217 I have no idea what was going on in that video, but I support it.

[Martian]

@EchoicChamber
So I'm really interested in this setting. I'm not really sure on a character, as the idea I had off the top of my head was an alien agent embedded in the world government. But that would assume that aliens were another form of apocalypse that stopped. If that's not cool I can come up with something else.

[EchoicChamber]

@Martian I’ve been leaning more on the fantastical kinds of apocalypses, partly out of preference and partly because I’ve been worried about adding too much, but I’m not set against an alien official! If you’d like to play one, then go for it.

[WanderingDragon]

Okay. I do need to make some changes to Jack before I add him to the other tab. Lately, I've been thinking to go less "Jack Slate" and more Sbake Eyes in his approach to things. I still like the "Budget Batman" theme, so that's staying.

[EchoicChamber]

Aight, quick poll for all of you lovely folk:
Discord for the RP, yes or no?

[Martian]

So I made my alien character a businessman instead of a politician. He's kind of like if Lex Luthor, if he were a split personality of an alien agent. Maybe he can be budget Batman's nemesis. Also I don't really use discord much.

Kroyxus/Dean Illyria

Human Disguise

True Alien Form

Full Name:

Kroyxus

Nicknames/Aliases:

Dean Illyria

Age:

142, Appears 32 in human form

Gender:

Male

Species:

Vhuvon, a race of shape-shifting aliens

Description:

When in his disguise as Dean Illyria, Kroyxus stands at 5’10’’ with a slim build. He has a pale complexion, with blemish free skin without markings or scars. Dean’s straight dirty blond hair almost goes down to his shoulders and it helps accent his emerald coloured eyes. Besides his natural attractive features, Dean also wears clothes that enhance his beautiful look. He wears a lot of fine Italian suits, mainly in black or grey. He favours simple white dress shirt, a black tie, and expensive black dress shoes. It is a very rare instance for Dean to be wearing anything casual, mostly when he is alone at home. When he is out in public, Dean always wants to look his best.

When Kroyxus is in his natural Vhuvon form, he stands at a towering 8’2’’. His body is covered in a wrinkly, grey coloured skin that resembles a corpse. His face is comprised of beady black eyes and a wide mouth. All Vhuvons have a natural hump where the top of their body leans forward, as well as very long arms, and small chicken like legs with two toes. A set of black spikes run down Kroyxus’s body and he has a set of talons at the end of his hands. Like all Vhuvons, Kroyxus doesn’t wear clothing.

Personality:

Kroyxus is a cold and calculating being, one with very little empathy. What matters the most to him is the mission. As such he is very narrowly focused and can tend to miss details if they aren’t immediately relevant to his current task. To Kroyxus the ends always justify the means, as he has done many atrocities in the name of the Vhuvon Empire. Kroyxus has never truly felt remorse.

When in his Dean Illyria persona, Kroyxus’s personality does change, though he is not aware of this fact. It is almost like a separate identity. While Dean is still obsessed with completing his goals, he also now cares about accruing power and knowledge. To that end he is a ruthless businessman who will do anything to eliminate any competition. Dean is also something of a hedonist, especially since the failed apocalypse, and does partake in drugs and sex, even though it doesn’t affect him the same way as if he were human.

Skills:

• Shape shifting: The primary ability of all Vhuvons is that they can rearrange their body into any form or shape. This is limited in that whatever they shift into must be within four and half feet size difference of their natural form. They are able to maintain these forms indefinitely, with some maintaining their disguise for many years at a time.
• Enhanced Healing Factor: A side effect of a Vhuvon’s shape shifting is that they heal really fast. A cut can heal in an hour, a gunshot in a few hours.

Weaknesses:

• Vhuvons are around the same strength as the average, just being taller. As such they have no real advantage in a fight against a human, and would be at a disadvantage fighting most magical beings.
• When using their healing factor, Vhuvons use up a lot of energy. The more they heal the more they’ll need to eat or sleep to recover. If Kroyxus was to heal a massive wound while on low energy, he could pass out.
• A condition that some Vhuvons get when they don a disguise long enough is that it creates a separate identity, which could disagree with the primary identity. This has already started in Kroyxus.
• While Vhuvons are unknown on Earth, they are quite well known throughout the galaxy. As such many alien races have the technology to detect Vhuvons. One such machine could easily blow Kroyxus’s cover.

Brief History:

Born far away from Earth, across the Milky Way, Kroyxus is from Vhuvos II. One of the core worlds of the Vhuvon Empire. Kroyxus immediately learnt how to shape shift, the key ability of his race. By the time he was fully grown he was sent on his first mission. Like most Vhuvons, Kroyxus was given the job of preparing primitive planets for invasion. They would insert themselves into the other species world, and proceed to destabilize the planet. Once that was accomplished, a Vhuvon fleet would come and eliminate the natives before stripping the world of all its resources.

By the age of twenty-five, Kroyxus finished his first mission, reducing a planet of pachyderms to chaos before the Vhuvon fleet wiped them out. In the next few decades of his life, Kroyxus would prepare countless planets for destruction. It was during this time that the other space faring species became truly aware of the Vhuvons. Disgusted by what they did, the other species began to keep away the Vhuvons from developing species. It would eventually reach the point where the Vhuvons couldn’t find an undefended planet to raid.

During this long period Kroyxus retired from his invasion work. He moved to a tropical planet controlled by the Vhuvon Empire, but he quickly found that he missed his work. So when the Vhuvons discovered a new species in a far off corner of the galaxy, Kroyxus jumped at the chance to go back undercover. So Kroyxus was sent to the newly discovered Earth, taking the name Dean Illyria. Using some advanced technology, Kroyxus would establish Illyria Enterprises, a mega-corporation.

Through the use of politics and arms trafficking, Kroyxus, or Dean as he was called on Earth, began de-stabilizing the world. When the higher ups in the Empire deemed it ready, the Vhuvon fleet attacked the Earth. In a few days they had razed many cities, and decimated the world’s armies. But then they disappeared. The fleet somehow left the Earth, with Kroyxus having no clue as to why. His communication gear stopped working so he couldn’t contact the Empire or any of the other Vhuvons embedded on Earth.

Since the failed apocalypse, Kroyxus has been leaning into his identity as Dean Illyria, working on growing his company. He has also began to investigate the other magical beings who appeared during the cancelled apocalypse.

Other:

While Kroyxus doesn’t engage with much human culture, he does love horror movies.

[EchoicChamber]

@Martian Approved!

[EchoicChamber]

Also, for those who want to join a Discord for the RP, it can be found here!
It's not mandatory, but I figured I might as well just make it, and whoever wants to join it can join.

I still plan on adding one more character, myself, but I'm working on the first IC post as well. Submissions won't be closed after posting starts, mind you, so no pressure if you haven't gotten in a sheet yet.

[Blizz]

Howling at The Moon

Reed Hensfield

Age

32

Gender

Male

Species

Human Werewolf

Description

A stout, tall and stony man, Reed is quiet, and observant of the world around him. His eyes always attentive of something even when it doesn’t look like it. He looks intimidating, but while he isn’t a bright and overtly friendly person, he isn't threatening either. Reed is reserved and prefers quiet areas where he can rest easy, like the mountains outside the city, or in his newfound hone where he can find solitude. He also doesn’t mind interaction with others, often listening more than he speaks, but when he does, his words aren’t empty. He speaks with meaning when it matters, and not at all when it does not. Reed gives offs an atmosphere of being closed off from everything around him, like he’s just shut down, but he isn’t, he is just reserved.

What some people first notice about Reed is his well-built stature. Living off the grid means you have to do a lot of things by hand, and Reed has put on quite a bit of muscle in the last few months. On a good day, you might see him carry a fallen tree over his shoulder, at least long enough to cut it into logs. This isn’t the kind of strength that wins fist fights, but the kind that comes from physically demanding conditions.

Personality

While most people might simply see Reed as this quiet and distant man with no place in the world, they don’t see the part of him that he leans into when he is away from the city. On his own, Reed is explorative and curious, trudging through the hills and mountains outside the city like he lives there, having high respect for everything else that he comes across, animals, forests, and people just trying to get away from the mess of the world. To anyone who gets to know him, Reed is a very trustworthy and reliable person to have on your side. When he says he’ll be there, he means he’ll be there. When you say you need help, he’ll help. In rare occasions where he looses his temper over something, Reed can be viscous and cruel against people who do him harm, almost like he’s another person entirely.

Skills

Outdoor Life

From hunting skills, to gathering firewood, to staying on the right path through the woods, Reed is an expert when it comes to living in ways where your survival comes from your ability to fend for yourself. This includes proper handling and marksmanship with a lever action 44-magnum rifle.

Moss

Everywhere Reed goes, he’s followed by a Norwegian Elkhound named Moss. Moss and Reed understand each other in ways most people don’t. While most people train their dogs to understand certain phrases and cues, these two can have entire conversations due to Reed’s werewolf blood, almost like Moss can speak English, she can only talk in the way dogs regularly do, but Reed knows what she means. This also causes most unfamiliar dogs to stare at Reed for unusually long periods of time, since they see the wolf in him.

Transformation

Reed has the power to take on the characteristics of a wolf, his body twists and contorts as his hair grows thick and thicker, and his bones rearrange until he resembles a hybrid between a man and an animal. In this form, he can run much faster, and scale buildings with enough effort. Reed’s fur protects him from some harm such as against stabbing or slashing, and it also insulated him a little from seriously cold weather. In this form, he cannot properly speak English, and he grows from 5”8’ to 6”3’, making doorways a little awkward.

A side effect of being a werewolf is that his senses of sight, hearing and smell are heightened somewhere between human and dog.

Weakness

Overload

Particularly high pitched noises bother Reed a lot, in the same way that they might drive a dog crazy. It doesn’t help that Reed can faintly hear dog whistles. If they’re bad enough, they could make him nauseous. Nails on a chalkboard, for example.

Beast Inside

The werewolf form that Reed can take on has a semblance of its own will. Having the power to transform into a beast carries with it the instincts of a beast. Every now and then, he can feel it locked up inside, pawing and scratching at a cage. In recent months he’s learned to deal with it by shifting regularly and roaming the woods at night, and sometimes sneaking around the outer reaches of the city to check on things. The problem with this is that Reed and the beast don’t entirely get along, meaning that sometimes when something makes him anxious or angry, he can feel something bubble up inside him like the beast is trying to bear its teeth. Reed has been taking steps to properly handle what he can become, and so far there hasn’t been any serious incident of someone getting eaten in the middle of the night.

Distant Life

Reed does not live in the city, he lives roughly an hour and a half away by car. He fled in the early days of the apocalypse when the changes in his form were unstable, and chose to keep distance between himself and others out of safety. While he is doing alright out there, the city is the closest place to it. In order to pay for things like gas or bullets, he saves some of the meat from his hunts to trade in some of the more ran down outskirts of the city. It isn’t much, but he gets by where he can. It’s either this, or risk shifting in the city at night.

History

Will add when I’m not lazy

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@Blizz Approved!

[Fetzen]

I'll start working on Satan.

[Cio]

I have an idea for a drowned creature, perhaps a human once died and transformed into a monstrous creature during the apocalypse? So I guess that would somewhat fall under the eldritch category, but also mortal. Would that be okay?

[EchoicChamber]

@Cio Sorry for not getting back to you sooner! That would work splendidly!

[Blizz]

@Cio

[Cio]

@Cio

@Blizz

youve got the right idea lol :--D

[Cio]

Look what the tide washed in!

Monstrous form

Full Name:
She must've had one... right? Somehow, having your brain rot over decades can make one's recollection a touch spotty.

Nicknames/Aliases:
Michi, also known as lake hag

Age:
Appearance-wise early 30s, in reality at least 50 if you count the years she spent being, well, dead

Gender:
Female

Species:
Mortal - if you can call a waterlogged corpse that

Description:
Michi looks like a corpse. A soaking wet, bony, malnourished corpse with long limbs and even longer hair that resembles algae. When
well-fed and hydrated, Michi can maintain a more humanly appearance, but even then she looks like she's fallen ill with something. The
woman has pale skin that tints a sickly green, some areas appearing to be in necrosis. Her hair is dark and long enough to reach her
lower back. It never looks dry, always falling limply on her face and shoulders. Michi's face, much like the rest of her wiry body, is
bony and angular. Her normally heart-shaped face has been made sharp by the hollowed-out cheeks and wide-set, bulging orange eyes that
seem to stare right through you. The woman's lips are sensual but hide a row of nasty, jagged sharp teeth behind. Michi's features look
almost too big on her hollowed-out face, much like her head looks way too large on her skeletal shoulders.
If it was up to the corpse she wouldn't wear any clothes, as she finds them coarse and uncomfortable against the skin. Too dry. However,
to fit with society, even monsters need to dress modestly (not that Michi has any). Most of the clothes that can be seen on Michi look
way too big on her thin frame. Her style, if you could call it that, looks mostly what a homeless person might wear - worn-out t-shirts
and tracksuit pants that date back to when your grandpa was still alive. Despite wearing clothes, shoes still seem to be a foreign
concept to the zombie. She is most often seen going around totally bare feet.

Personality:
If you look at Michi, it's easy to write her off as a mindless beast that follows its primal urges. However, the woman is much more than
that. If you get to know her you'll find Michi to be extremely curious, to a fault. Despite her sometimes slow brain, she's very clever
and is capable of surprising people with her intelligence. You'll very quickly learn that Michi, just like any ordinary person, has
strong likes and dislikes, as well as a quick temper. She will make her opinion known even if she struggles to express them properly at
times. Moreover, Michi is very protective of allies and friends. This may be part of the more monstrous side of her and the need to
protect what she deems "her territory", but it goes deeper than just physically protecting those she holds dear. She is emotionally
intuitive and can pick up on when someone is feeling hurt, able to read social cues accurately. It also seems that the more she spends
time around other intelligent life forms, the better her cognitive skills become, almost like she's re-learning communication at a fast
pace after decades of isolation.

Skills:

Camouflage:
Minor shapeshifting abilities allow Michi to look more human. With this ability, she can appear to look nearly normal. Fuller cheeks,
less discolored skin, limbs that don't poke out like broken twigs. In her human disguise, Michi looks nearly beautiful, even if a bit
sickly. This transformation requires a lot of energy, however, and so Michi cannot keep the disguise up if she is starving or out of
moisture.

Water:
Michi is like a fish underwater. When submerged, she's hard to detect and even harder to catch, a natural swimmer. In water, Michi
becomes an apex predator that is nearly impossible to escape from: her abilities, particularly healing, are greatly amplified.
In addition to this, she has mild hydrokinetic abilities. Some call this waterbending, others deem her a witch. But to Michi, this is
simply a way to make sure some moisture is available even on dry land. She can't create water from thin air, only manipulate existing
water.

Eerie influence:
Despite her uninviting appearance, Michi has quite a way of persuading people to let their guard down around her. She has the magical
ability to compel potential prey to approach her with her voice, not unlike a siren beckoning sailors to drown. However, Michi
cannot compel people to do any acts that go against their morals, wants, or conscience. She can't make people perform actions that would
result in the injury of others or the person being compelled. She can merely use her ability to lure people towards her, where she will
finish the job once they get where she wants them. With a strong enough will, it is entirely possible to resist the urge to follow.

Once dead, always dead:
Walking that thin line between technically being alive yet still dead, Michi does not need to breathe or blink. She has barely any pulse
and appears cold to the touch, effectively masking her as a corpse to the human eye. Due to her slowed bodily functions she doesn't
bleed much, making her more endurant to hits and injuries.

Carnivore:
Michi is a skilled hunter, relying on her heightened senses of hearing and smell to track prey. Her diet is exclusively raw flesh -
preferably human in quality. The woman's teeth are jagged and sharp and can easily pierce through the thickest of skins.

Weaknesses:

Like a fish out of water:
On land, Michi is at a huge disadvantage. She is clumsy and awkward, doesn't quite know what to do with her limbs, and is easy to
overwhelm when not in touch with her element. She is highly dependant on moisture, and without access to any, she becomes weakened to
the point she is little threat to anyone. Without water, she can't heal from her injuries either.

Still mortal:
Michi may be dead, but invincible she is not. If you cut off her head, she becomes past tense as quickly as any ordinary human. She also
still needs to consume food, much like any zombie would. Without proper nourishment, she'll shrivel and starve, perhaps even quicker
than a human would.

Light-sensitive:
Although Michi has a keen sense of hearing and smell, she hasn't the best vision. Having adapted to a low-light life underwater, Michi's
eyes are light-sensitive. Bright lights can temporarily incapacitate Michi if utilized against her.

Rotting brain:
Michi is, unfortunately, a little soft in the head; being dead for decades does that to a person. She's by no means stupid, but her
cognitive responses can be sluggish at times. Add the fact that she is prone to caving in to her zombie-like urges and you'll have
someone that is easily persuaded into being on your side for the right price (food).

Brief History:
"Superior, they said, never gives up her dead."
She doesn't remember what came before. The past seems so distant, only coming to her in flashes: the chilling embrace of the lake, the
panic that surged through her when she struggled for air, eventually forced to inhale a heap of cold water. Lungs burning with the
sensation, world fading into black as all fight left her along with the last remains of oxygen. They never found her body, although, was
anyone even looking? The girl couldn't recall.
The corpse was content in its watery tomb, resting in the bottom of Lake Superior with countless other lost souls, never to be found. It
wasn't until the Apocalypse that things changed - a new energy surged through the corpse, bringing in a perversion of what would be
called life. The corpse had will again, and the first thing it felt was hunger. Feasting on bloated corpses and dead fish
couldn't satisfy the hunger within, and eventually, the corpse found land. Emerging on the southern end of the lake, the corpse first
found itself within the state of Michigan. With no memories and even less of an identity, the reanimated heap latched onto the first
thing it could see: an old sign at the side of a road. And so, the corpse adopted the name "Michi".
Michi doesn't really have much thoughts of the Apocalypse or its halting. She's more focused on just surviving and trying to figure out
who she was before all of this happened. Michi is curious about her own past and lost humanity, but that curiosity is often outweighed
by her animalistic side. If one thing about the Apocalypse really bothers Michi, it's the whole rivers turning to blood part. She's also
not too fond of most demons, viewing those who seek to carry out the Apocalypse as rivals for her own territory.

Other:
When agitated, Michi has a habit of biting at her own skin, much like a human might bite their fingernails as a nervous tic.
There are times when something she senses (sees, hears, smells) reminds Michi of her previous life. Upon discovering something familiar
like this, Michi might become wistful or even sad. It seems this is especially effective when it comes to songs she might recognise, as
those are one of the thing the brain forgets last.

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