[OOC] Academy of the Arcane Artes [Reboot]

[Lucius Cypher]

Fo shizzles my nizzles. We go hard here, and if you can't keep up, than you get fucked up! JK, first posts is always the biggest cause what it is, so don't feel too daunted. Put your heart and soul into it and you ought to be able to keep up.

[ERode]

Back in my heyday, I used to do 6k word posts easy. So yeah, Jedly's a midget compared to my 10 year old self. Essentially, y'all gotta ANTE UP.

[Jedly]

OH SHIT A JEDLY APPEARED BEFORE HE CRASHES.

:l the fact you view that as nothing makes me feel like im gonna really need to pick up my pace. Also ty, i was curious. Another great mami kawada song discovered 8D Edit- Accidentally refreshed the tab i was typing in instead of this one and lost all writing i had made in the past half an hour. Please just kill me now.

@Tyrant from the West

Welp. Might want to use Google Docs. Saved my arse on multiple occasions, never trust that F5 ke- Shit, I literally almost hit F5 while typing this, thinking it would input 'F5'. But yeah, don't feel intimidated by the opening posts. They should die down in size as the RP progresses... should, at least. See? Lucius' post is a pretty large one, which I'll save basking in its glory for tomorrow morning/afternoon. Now I'll truly log for the night.

[Tyrant from the West]

I can't tell with of you guys are being truthful about this D8

[Lucius Cypher]

All you need to know is that I got some candy in my van, see, and all you need to do is come inside and get it...

[Grey]

Sixth off, Grey's a bitch.

@ERode

no u.

[Noster]

holy shit it's around 11 pm here and i follishly haven;t been checking this thread for a few hours cuz i thought tomarrow meant in the states tomarrow, but nope, appearently there's lots of europeans and such here. *cracks knuckles* intro post time biotches!

[Dead Cruiser]

Are there any GMs online which I can coordinate a character with? I'd like to get on board before the IC get too far ahead, and Varionus isn't especially active.

[Tyrant from the West]

Its a good thing i used my patented High quantity low quality technique 8D Anyhow its time for bed. Ya'll have a good evening.

[Dead Cruiser]

Full Name Francisco Leandro Fake Name Frontal Lobe Nickname(s) F.L., Fruity Loops, Filthy Larry, Chico Gender Male Age 35 (Seventeen years spent dead) Year 2 Birthday January 30, 2039 Astrological Sign Aquarius Species Wraith: the soul of a dead man, clad in ectoplasm and returned to the world of the living. Wraiths are a peculiar type of ghost that maintain their ego, memories and ability to reason. Due to their strength of spirit, Wraiths are able to enforce their will on the world of the living through powers, known to some as Manifestations. Class Poltergeist: While unable to directly interact with the world by any significant means, the Poltergeist makes their mark by more subtly, confusing and frightening their quarry with their phantasmal power. Weapon While direct combat is far from FL's forte, if need be he carries a pair of Beretta Model 12 submachine guns beneath his jacket. He's a terrible shot, but with enough bullets, you're bound to hit something eventually. If given time to prepare for a heavy engagement, he will opt for an M4 carbine with a double drum magazine, and an under-barrel grenade launcher. He also seems inordinately fond of chainsaws. World Earth Biography Born before the advent of the Black Gale, Francisco was not a terribly unusual teenage boy. Born in Mexico City but raised in San Antonio, he got good grades, hung out with his friends, and generally enjoyed his youth. Such pastimes as soccer, comic books, online video games, model guns, airsoft fights, and dirt bike racing filled these sunny days. Francisco's father was an esteemed scientist, and a high-profile member of the global community of robotics engineers. In his earlier years, Dr. Leandro was a pioneer in such technologies now taken for granted, such as advanced prostheses and servantile androids. Chico (as his father called him) took after his old man in learning how to engineer and program computers, a skill at which he was proving to be quite adept. However, with the Black Gale came a reckoning. Many people suffered in the earliest years of the merging of worlds. Many of the rich and famous were able to protect themselves with their wealth and resources, but fate plays no favorites. In the shelter that his father had procured for Chico and his mother, a monster fell from the sky, spawned completely at random by the Black Gale. Many died within the shelter, its walls making it a trap for its inhabitants. Among them were Francisco and his mother, Dr. Leandro spared as he installed prostheses onto refugees in a camp a five-hundred miles away. Maddened by grief, Dr. Leandros threw away his profession and sought to right his perceived wrong, using the very forces that had taken his son from him. He ventured into Lucis and spent nearly twenty years scouring the land, searching for dark sources of power that could restore life to the dead. He eventually stumbled upon a cabal of necromancers who were willing to help him, for a cost, but they required two things: a body, as Chico's own had long rotted away, and a soul, to pay for the toll across the River. As a roboticist, the solution for the former was obvious to Dr. Leandro. As his last work as an engineer, he made an android body for Francisco, but could not bring himself to sculpt his son's face onto it. With this insane masterpiece in tow, he returned to the necromancers. The second component was also obvious, he would offer his own soul. The ritual went smoothly, and all went as the necromancers promised. Dr. Leandro had given them the gold they asked for, and though he was dead before he could see it, his son had returned to the living world. Only rather than a teenage boy, full of life and vigor, he was a Wraith, a half-mad ghost, bound to a mechanical doll. Made uncomfortable by his own name, Francisco took up his online handle, Frontal Lobe, and decided to spend his new life as a Gatekeeper, seeking to save lives with the life his father gave back to him. Personality After his "return," FL is... notably different. Almost two decades spent "down below" does strange things to a person. As such, FL is full of bizarre quirks and non-sequiturs. Socially inappropriate at the best of times, he's still re-adjusting to how sensitive living people are. His sense of humor is pitch-black, and he has an unsettling fascination with tools of war, malicious computer code, and the glitch-hop techno genre. His usual emotion is a strange, morbid cheerfulness, and only seems to diverge into a more energetic, excitable version of the same emotion, or a solemn, stoic "offline mode." Despite his creepiness, FL really isn't a bad guy. His desire to be a Gatekeeper is out of a genuine desire to help people, and he's surprisingly pacifistic for someone that carries military-grade weaponry around with them. Partner TBA Fear(s)/Weakness(es)/Limit(s) FL's mechanical body, being the "anchor" that binds him to the world of the living, is his foremost weakness. If it is damaged, his presence in the living world lessens; his powers lose their magnitude, and his senses dull to the world around him. If ever completely destroyed, FL's presence in the waking world would be in serious jeopardy. He can remain in the living world on his own power alone for a few hours at best before he is forcefully pulled back into the underworld. Whatever lurks down there, it doesn't take kindly to anything that leaves and comes back. That said, FL's body is really nothing special. While somewhat electromagnetically shielded and waterproof, any serious EMP attacks, heavy precipitation or submersion, or highly inclement weather will severely damage his body. While as mobile as the average human, FL's body wasn't made for acrobatics, and anything more athletic than running or jumping will either disrupt his gyrometers or screw up his joints. Dirt and dust also damage him over time, and he requires fairly frequent maintenance to stay limber. His lithium-alloy battery is fairly strong, but under average conditions requires a three-hour charge every two days. As a Wraith, FL is sensitive to spiritual disturbances, and anything that can harm a soul or common spirit can harm him. The rules he abides to as a Wraith are more metaphysical than physical, as he can pass through a wall, but not a wall of fire. He can't travel more than several meters beyond his body, and he can't enter any consecrated area, nor bypass spiritual wards or barriers. When active outisde of his body, the mechanical form becomes inert, and he is unable to physically interact with the living world without his Manifestations, and cannot communicate with anyone that is not sensitive to spiritual entities. Any electronics that he attempts to spiritually interface with must be in direct contact with his body. Over-expenditure of his ghastly powers requires him to replenish the plasm in his body in dark places where the energies of death gather. Skills/Abilities/Traits FL's abilities are trifold: those as a robot, those as a ghost, and those as a ghost inside of a robot. Despite the shortcomings of FL's body, it does confer a number of advantages over the usual, fleshy variety. Its titanium frame is quite resistant to being bent and dented, and is fairly lightweight. His android musculature makes him surprisingly strong, as he can effectively lift 300 kilograms over his head, and his grip could break a person's hand if he chose to. His limbs and digits are both quick and precise, allowing him to be perfectly delicate when the situation calls for it. Though its sensory systems are redundant, FL can use them to record his experiences as standard-encoded video, and he is equipped with both a geiger counter and an air-toxicity meter. He also picks up wifi. Don't try to give him a virus, though. The last guy that tried ended up stuffed inside of his own dakimakura. Yeah, I read about that on Anime News Network. As a Wraith, FL can leave his body within a certain range. His plasmic body is invisible and incorporeal, able to pass through most solid objects, and detectable by most only as a chill in the air. He can see other ghosts and similar entities, can instinctively tell if a being is dead, living, or somewhere between, and can sense concentrations of deathly energy. FL's manifestations are fairly simple ones. He can project a limited telekinetic force over an area about the size of a room, strong enough to make small objects fly about erratically or make larger ones drift lazily through the air. Not a precise nor powerful ability, but a useful one none the less. His more effective ability is that to enter the dreams of those in REM sleep, and either commune with them, delve into their psyche for information, or twist their dreams to his liking. By expending the plasm of his body, he can incur "waking nightmares," essentially illusions that vary in intensity. The least most are simple distortions of perceived reality, shifting shadows and subtle whispers and the like. The stronger phantasms are chthonic beasts and aberrations wrought into reality by the target's self-destructive subconscious. While they cannot incur any physical harm to a subject, it is said that "the mind makes it real," and a severely tormented target could work themselves into a cardiac arrest under highly unfavorable conditions. Lastly, FL can enter and manipulate mechanical and electronic systems, much the same as he manipulates his own body. If a device is powered by electricity and his body is in contact with it, FL can possess it. While he cannot make an object do anything it was not built or programmed to, he can utilize any of a device's features, access any data stored within it, or overload the device to destroy it or cause it to malfunction. He can easily spread between computers via local area networks, and can enter nearly any system in a building through its power supply. Antivirus programs or firewalls are no obstacle for him, as he manipulates the solid systems of the machine to do his bidding. That said, he has yet to attempt to enter the World Wide Web, as he has no idea what the result would be. A few of FL's mortal skills still remain. He's a decently skilled programmer and mundane hacker, and easily knows his way around the inside of a computer or simple android. He knows quite a bit about guns and how to properly fire and maintain them, and he's damnably good at first-person-shooter video games. Theme Song "My robotic, electronic impression, is panic, trespassing your mission, yeah, just listen." Other FL's "face" is an LCD screen that can display essentially anything FL chooses to, though if he's not thinking about it, its "default" display is a shifting display of patterns and colors. FL is rather private about his condition and circumstances, and as such, his status as a Wraith in a mechanical body is not common knowledge. Many believe him to be an advanced AI, or some manner of highly advanced golem. Even fewer know what the initials "F.L." actually stand for.

[AliceInRedHeels]

Hah. I'll get mine up after classes. So in say around 5 hours of so? ~Alice

[Jedly]

*slumps on the school desk* Might have another late night, but I'll read through the whole IC soon. I'm glad a good amount of posts accumulated whilst I dreamed about coffee. N'ways, thanks for posting everybody.

[The Fox Without]

Hopefully I'll know before then if my cs is ready so I can throw up a intro post.

[Jedly]

Yeah, I'll be working on a post when I get home. Depends on what time, probably around 7:30 EST again.

[Grey]

Ayyyyyyyyyy we got a chat room to discuss stuff in now.

[AliceInRedHeels]

These post are lovely ^^ I can't wait for it to really take off and we can interact. ~Alice

[The Fox Without]

Gah my intro took a very different turn then I meant it to while writing it, I had intended her to just be this kind pragmatic animal logic kind of character, and somehow got to freaking psycho revenge bitch without meaning to... I can work with that. So who wants Amon watching their back.

[Nytem4re]

Joseph Conrad

Normal Appearance

Power Armor

Full Name: Joseph Conrad Nickname(s): N/A Gender: Male Age: 19 Year: Fourth year Birthday: October 13, 2048 Astrological Sign: Libra Species: Augmented Human- Almost cyborg like, he has infrared and night vision due to eye implants. he also can slow down his perception of time due to implants in his brain and heart, which is also helps with his operation of power armor. Class: Assassin Weapon(s) X1-S Powered Armor: Power armor that focuses on mobility and stealth rather than the immense firepower and bulky armor normally attributed with others in it’s class. It gives the user superhuman speed, teleportation powers, and active camouflage, meaning the X1-S is more about avoiding being hit rather than being able to take hits. Experimental Vibroblades: Essentially blades that vibrate at an extremely high frequency, allowing him to slice through pretty much anything, although some sturdy and hardier materials, normally those used the the creation of heavy armor, takes a while for the vibroblades to pierce through. World: Earth Short Biography: The US government had exhausted most of its military might, and around 2056, having the biggest gun around didn't help when the US was spread too far and wide. The exacting toll it had on the budget was excruciating as well. Therefore, military officials had decided to see if they could change their military doctrine to lighter, more agile, more elite soldiers. Instead of fighting head on with conventional weaponry, this new breed of soldier would participate in the same tactics as the terrorists and rebels that had thwarted the US’s usual policy of overwhelming firepower. Waging a guerrilla war against a guerrilla war, fighting fire with fire. These soldiers would be sent in by the dozens. They would then proceed to demoralize the opposing force to the point of surrender, utilizing hit and run attacks, taking out key targets, and disrupting supply lines. Joseph was chosen to be trained and equipped by this new military program, and he was willing enough as Joseph wasn't exactly well off the begin with in the first place. He spent many years training to become the scalpel of the US armed forces, but the project was shut down. Too much money and resources that didn’t justify its implementation, not to mention politicians who were slashing every budget other than their salary. Joseph soon received a letter from the Arcane Artes, where he has spent the past four years schooling to become a Gatekeeper. Personality: Loves to be very sarcastic. Somewhat of a cynic, as he loves to point out anything and everything that is wrong or depressing. Partner Unassigned as of now. Fear(s)/Weakness(es)/Limit(s): His power armor was only built for speed, not protection. Anything bigger than a pistol will be able to harm him. Joseph's enhanced reaction speed also doesn’t mean he can dodge everything, as his powered armor has limits. Joseph can see it coming, for example, a shotgun fired at him from point blank range. While his brain was fast enough to process the firearm being discharged, he probably won’t be fast enough to dodge the pellets at all. This also means he is very susceptible to AOE attacks. The X1-S isn't resistant to EMPs, so lighting magic would also be effective. His stealth isn’t perfect either, as his Active Camo reflects light, so a visual distortion would be present as he cloaks, revealing his position to those nearby. Teleportation range is limited to 50 feet, which is only a bit longer than the average school bus. Strange Attributes/Abilities/Traits: Has an uncanny ability for numbers. Can guesstimate distances, trajectory and angle of bullets pretty accurately. Themesong: Rules of Nature Other: Does fancy a bit of woodworking. Hates Dagny Ek. With a Passion.

[Jedly]

Plawt moving post'll be up tomorrow.

[Grey]

Alrighty, Jedly is apparently doing the thing right now. So anyone who hasn't posted an intro should probably do that. Though I suppose you could just kill two birds with one stone and handle both the departure and arrival in one post, but eh.