[OOC] Guildfall: The Darkness

[Cyndyr]

@Kalas, I'm pretty much done with my character, if you want to look her over. I might make small modifications on her, aside from anything you want me to fix.

[Kalas]

She's pretty much good to go. Just need to ask about her water manipulation. How extensive is it? Are we talking tidal waves or an average Waterbender? (Kitara Book 2)

[Cyndyr]

She's pretty much good to go. Just need to ask about her water manipulation. How extensive is it? Are we talking tidal waves or an average Waterbender? (Kitara Book 2)

@Kalas

Ah, my bad, should've clarified. Her bending skills are average and the further she is away from water, the weaker it is. It has the possibility to assume the form of a massive wave should she be near a large enough body of water, that is.

[Kalas]

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Ah, my bad, should've clarified. Her bending skills are average and the further she is away from water, the weaker it is. It has the possibility to assume the form of a massive wave should she be near a large enough body of water, that is.

@Cynder

Okay then, perfect. Add that in and you're good to go! ^^

[Hekazu]

I have an idea for another character. I'll probably write them a character sheet by the end of the week, but it will depend on the pace of this RP whether I'll actually have the time and resources to play him and Guster simultaneously. Shame nobody else was at Chatzy today, would've enjoyed throwing ideas around.

[Kalas]

Sorry about that, I've been laid up in bed today trying to fend off this fever. In regards to your secondary sheet, that's fine I don't expect this RP to start before the weekend.
And as for the pace, previous experience tells me it'll start off pretty fast paced but it'll slow down like they all do. At that stage I don't expect people to be posting multiple times in a day so the RP probably won't move that quickly.

[ClocktowerEchos]

Here's my app. Mild Edg3 L0rd warning lol. Tell me if I need to change anything.
Also, Aria is my actual girlfriend and we've dicussed this previously and she says its okay. She might be joining herself as well. If you need conformation, you can ask @RomanAria herself.

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Ladies and Gentlemen, its a showtime!

Name: Edoric Thatch
Alias(s): Clock, Echos, Madhouse
Age: 21
Height: 6'1'' feet
Weight: 141 lbs.
Hair Color: Silver-White
Eye Color: Purple (turns crimson when using powers)

Race: Halfling (Human and Elf)

Job Role: Soldier (S.W.O.R.D.) - Combat Specialist

Physical Appearance: Edoric is tall with an average build, nothing too much to write home. His ears are slightly pointed at their ends which are usually covered by a mess of long sliver hair. The most notable thing about Edoric is something that isn't even his appearance, its his aura. Most people who stand around him notice something... dark. Even without knowing him, his very presence can be described as creepily unnatural.

Attire:

Edoric's standard clothing is a short-sleeved black shirt with downward lines towards the bottom, pointing towards white pants and black army-styled boots, He dons a long light grey jacket with white lines and a fur collar of some beast he refuses to say. Accompanying him is a matching pair of black headphones and a choker, two knives hide in his jacket.

Personality:

Edoric is unpredictable, if not on the edge of insanity. A reckless lone wolf, his speech has more than a bit of snark. However, his recklessness should not be taken as foolishness, he has the capability to still use reason no matter how much he's "enjoying" himself. He also enjoys scaring people and has a small sadistic streak that comes out more when he fights. Blood and gore do not faze him, if anything it frenzies him if anything.

His more sane side has him being more of a indifferent procrastinator who enjoys stalking the internet or (attempting) to be good at video games. When he's "sane", he shows what seems like the ability to care, a rare sight to most.

The best way to judge if he "insane" or "sane" is by his eyes, if they're crimson and seem to glow, its advisable to run like hell away from him.

Weapons & Equipment:

Two knives, "Starset" and "Oracle"; Starset is longer and acts as the hour hand for Edoric's magic. Outside of his knives, he usually is armed with some variation of rifle and pistol. If he's really pissed at something an RPG might get thrown in with a machine gun.


Ability:

-Clocktower Spells - A series of magic spells based on time periods but not the control of time itself, Clocktower Spells is what makes Edoric a cut above his unit even without his natural ablities.

Spell List

-Strike of One: New Dawn - Edoric instantly refreshes himself, restoring his energy and enthusaism. He often ends up in his "insane" mode from this is he isn't already.

-Strike of Three: Witching Hour - Edoric can create an illusion of a demon lord. It can't actually do any damage but its uncannily realistic and will likely to scare just about anything.

-Strike of Six: Dinner Bell - Edoric can stun nearby targets but can also be used to scan the area with an echolocation-like ability.

-Strike of Seven: Twilight - Edoric summons out a thick black mist. Often used as a get away or panic move.

-Strike of Eight: Prime Time - Edoric creates several blinding, blinking white lights and some form of loud music ranging from orchestra to rock to smooth jazz to recorder.

-Strike of Twelve: Zero Requiem - Edoric slows people's perception of time in a radius, making it seem like he's moving faster than he really is. This is actually a very dangerous spell as the longer he uses it, the slower time goes but it can eventually freeze him in time, he won't be able to die but he can't move and becomes a literal statue, frozen for all of time.

-Showtime - Surprisingly, Edoric is well versed in the preforming arts with acting and magic tricks being the most accomplished. He uses it to both entertain himself and others or distract people or even increase his eerie persona. Also has some degree of mimicry and can disguise himself as other, useful for when he wants to pose as a chief so he can access the cookie jar.

-Matrix Dodge - The ability to dodge otherwise insane things. However, Edoric has yet to full master this skill and while he as more agility and better reflex than the normal person, there's a 50-50 chance he will fail at a dodge.

Brief History:

Edoric had always been a bit... out of it. He spend a good deal in the city after fleeing from another one for attempting to force a goat to do very strenuous yoga. Lurking around much of the city, taking increasingly frequent visits to the Advanced and Nation wards, he landed himself a job as a performer and greeter for many of the new denizens in the Introduction ward for a while before once again wondering the streets, hoping something interesting would soon pop up.

Now, with the virus threatening the total destruction of the city, the crazy professional Asian decided to join S.W.O.R.D. and put on the show of a life time.

Relationships:

Aria "Roman" Astaline - A Deminutian girl who he found during his nomadic walks in the Nation ward, the two have stuck together for a while now and have developed a sort of romantic relationship. She is the only person who Edoric openly shows much care for and worries about her own safety.

S.W.O.R.D. - Seen as a love-hate relationship, while he's liked because of his seemingly unstoppable and often vicious abilities, his recklessness and inability to take orders has caused quite a stir with the higher ups.

F.I.E.L.D. - The only organization which he has a semblance of respect for. Mostly due to they're just as crazy as he is in some cases. He often brings back bits of stuff he finds to the researchers to see if they're either worth selling or are of importance.

[Kalas]

@ClocktowerEchos

Firstly, I'm very impressed by your CS, it's brilliant. He has sort of this 'Time waits for no man' type of feel about him, which is great. I'm happy with the NPC permission because I've seen Aria's interest in the IC.

The only thing I want to pick up on is the Zero Requiem spell. While I distinctly said no Time Abilities, I need to know whether this spell actually affects time or is it just an illusion. Because, I'm sorry, I meant what I said about there not being any Time Abilities.

Edit:
A more acceptable way to have this spell would be that he slows people's perceptions and reactions in a radius around him, giving off the illusion of him slowing time to those affected. He would then move normally but it would seem as if he's moving faster than time at that moment.

[ClocktowerEchos]

@KalasThanks for the compliment!

The changes have been made, its a radius spell now.

[Kalas]

@KalasThanks for the compliment!

The changes have been made, its a radius spell now.

@ClocktowerEchos

Excellent. You can go ahead and post your sheet in the CS Thread. Please make sure to use Hider tags when you do so.

NOTICE:

I'm going to try and spend today working on writing up missions and stuff as well as finishing up the OOC. If all runs smoothly, I may even be able to start writing up a post for the IC. In any case, I won't be starting the RP until Friday evening (gmt) at the earliest.

[Ghost Queen]

This looks super cool, color me interested.

[Kalas]

This looks super cool, color me interested.

@Ghost Queen

I'm glad you think so. Do you have any questions? Otherwise, you're welcome to start on your Character Sheet. The link to it is in the first post. :D

[Ghost Queen]

"I don't envy you Doc, triage is never easy."

Name: OM-2468

Alias(s):
Oscar Mike

Age:
26

Height:
6'2

Weight:
215 lbs.

Hair Color:
Dirty Blonde, Buzz cut

Eye Color:
Right eye green and left eye pale blue, injury induced heterochromia

Race:
Human, Clone

Job Role:
S.W.O.R.D. - Recon Specialist

Physical Appearance:
Oscar Mike has fairly pale skin, more of a product of prolonged use of his combat armor than anything else. There are a multitude of scars covering his body, you name it and he's probably got it. Slashes, burns, bullets, and stabs. He even has a bite somewhere from an unrelated accident involving vodka, whiskey, and barbeque sauce. Being what he is Oscar Mike has a toned, well built body that has gotten him laid more times than once. His face is rough and angular with several scars marring its surface. The most notable is a vertical slash that begins just to the side of the right nostril and slides all the way down past the lips and stops just at the bend of the chin. The second is a rough scar that marks the scrape of a bullet just to the side of the left eye, travels along the skull and clips the top of the left ear.

Attire:
Besides the UPR-RDC Combat Armor, Oscar Mike wears basic military fatigues. The cargo pants are dark green while the simple t-shirt is a lighter, almost grey shade. All topped off with combat boots and dog tags that read "SLAG ME" instead of any identification.

Personality:
As far as everyone knows he's cool headed soldier with a knack for nicknames and keeping collected under fire. A paragon of military bravado and humble masculinity to any and all would be S.W.O.R.D. applicants. However the truth is he holds very low self esteem, thinking himself more as a product and then a person. While others worked and sacrificed for their skills he just popped out of the oven, gun in hand and pushed onto the front lines where he saw himself die hundreds upon of hundreds of times as the Brass kept putting meat into the grinder. He is damaged goods, shoved aside when his skills were no longer needed. But nobody needs to know that.

Weapons & Equipment:
UPR-AR7 Assault Rifle: A versatile weapon, effective at close and medium ranges. Ammo created through a digistruct module with a reload cooldown of about one and a quarter seconds. Attachments include a standard issue Peacekeeper scope, flashlight, and a single shot grenade launcher or "Noob Tube".

UPR-RDC Combat Armor: Standard issue Peacekeeper recon armor. Protects vital bits and doesn't restrict movement. Comes equipped with a basic heads up display, monitoring vitals, managing equipment cooldowns, basic movement radar, and quest updates. Now with 50% less combat fatigue

Stealth Generator: A cloaking device that obscures Oscar Mike from both visual and radar protection for 9 seconds, firing weapons breaks the effect.

Long Range Radio Pack: Once able to call in fiery death from above, now reduced to a basic radio. Useful nonetheless.

Ability:
I was MADE for this: Oscar Mike was created from the DNA of one of the best soldiers ever known, [CLASSIFIED]. As such he came out of the growth tube a paragon of human physical potential, along with some small adjustments. Instead of memories of scraped knees on the farmstead or nights of passion before a deployment, Oscar Mike was filled with combat tactics and how to kill a man in any given environment with anything on hand or with his hands. Fairly screwed up "childhood" in all honesty.

The long war: Expecting a much, much longer war the Peacekeepers created Oscar Mike with biological immortality. This makes him immune to the wasting effects of time and prevents his death from its passage.

Never saw it coming: A recon specialist in the war, Oscar Mike makes little to no noise when he is scoping out an area.

Broken Nerves: Oscar Mike is so emotionally damaged that he doesn't actually feel fear, something many mistakenly believe as a natural coolness under fire.

Brief History:
Once upon a time there was a war in the stars, a war so brutal and terrible that one side was grinding more bodies then they could throw at the problem. Then came along the miracle cloning. Now instead of the troublesome process of "recruiting" and "training" poor chumps to throw away, the Peacekeepers could now just push a button and BLAM a regiment of soldiers ready to go! The battle turned into the Peacekeepers favor, they were taking back lost ground and even on the edge of a win before the other guys made their own clones and everything came to a blood soaked stand still. After three more years of this a peace treaty was created and with a flick of a switch every clone made had its "just in case" cranial bomb triggered, all but one who was saved by a stray bullet an hour before. When young Oscar Mike awoke, he was all alone.

Fast forward a decade and young Oscar Mike wasn't so young anymore and in fact, didn't even exist officially. Which in the grand scheme of things, was quite all right for him. Things were looking good for Oscar Mike, he had a good house, a steady job, and food that wasn't a nutrient condensed brick. However as the saying goes, good things never last and Oscar Mike found himself tragically repeating the past.

Relationships:
Will add in time.

[Ghost Queen]

Now with edits.

[RomanAria]

Ello. I'll be making my CS this weekend, it'll be posted on Sunday. I have a 16 hour bus trip so I'll be getting A LOT done.

[Amelian Draco]

I won't be available today. Dealing with things. I'll be back by tomorrow

[Hekazu]

So I made the other character. I would like to hear opinions and feedback for him as well.

Hider

"What is it that makes us human again? Is it the shape our cells have formed or something else? I believe the answer lies within what many affectionately refer to as a 'soul' and believe me, that is something that exists. After all, I would not be human if not for that now would I?"

Name: Dr. Daxter Sness
Alias(s): No official aliases, but is ofter called mean names by colleagues. Geekatron and Junkbot are fine examples of such tomfoolery.
Age: Lived to the age of 61 before entering Thoughtsteal system. In his new form, Daxter has lived 27 years, resulting in 88 in all.
Height: The Thoughsteal system which houses his biological remains is 75cm tall. His outer frames are of varying sizes.
Weight: The Thoughsteal system weighs 70kg
Hair Color: The hair on his Social frame is mostly blonde, although in some light it may seem white.
Eye Color: The eyes of his social frame are a mix of green and yellow.

Race: Human. Well, as much as a brain in a tank that is capable of moving around a robotic body around can be called one that is. Most prefer the term cyborg, or some derogatory alternative.

Job Role: Researcher, forcibly recruited to S.T.R. from F.I.E.L.D. after the destruction of his warlike frame in attempts to combat the sentient ooze.

Physical Appearance:

The Thoughsteal tank is a heavy alloy cylinder with only a couple windows inside. This is something Daxter is only seen as within his maintenance vault, so there is no need to go further into detail.

The social frame is what Daxter is seen in outside of his laboratory. Modelled after what he looked like in his early-twenties, at least from the waist up that is. The upper body is covered in a layer of fake skin and muscle to make him more approachable and the system even keeps the outer layer warm to keep the illusion of a human being. It even mimics human speech instead of using some thought-to-speech synthesizer. The facade is quickly broken by looking at the lower body though, as the frame is equipped with backwards bending shake reducing bipedal tranporting system that somewhat mimics the operation of human legs. No risks to be taken when it comes to transporting your delicate nerves, correct?

The lab frame is commonly used during his working hours, unless surgery is required (the quadropedal suit's legs tend to get in the way). The frame consists of four legs, a twisting anchor point and the upper body unit with moving arms with pure white and mostly smooth surface, open at joints.

The warlike frame that was destryed resembled a tank more than anything else. Now it looks like a tank with a huge hole through it barely past the midpoint.

Attire:

Commonly the social frame dons a dress shirt with a black vest and a lab coat, all of them in pristine condition. Rare is the moment when Daxter lets his dress code slip.

Personality:

Well, Daxter's personality... let's just say that he is not your average Joe. He might even show signs of what mundane people might call insanity, but that surely cannot be right. They simply do not understand his way of thinking. Not all would sacrifice their body to try and finish what they started, to fulfill the vow given to their dearest on their deathbed, to reach beyond mortality and tread where even our creators dared not. To him, all that matters is that one day, he'll be able to finish projects Leviathan and Harpy after the success of project Fenrir.
It won't be easy to earn his trust. Especially not after how people have been treating him since "being canned", as they put it. Currently he trust only Virus, his personal AI assistant and overseer of his lab and Lev, another of the lab personell. And you might have guessed it: She is also a work of his hands.

Weapons & Equipment:

Thoughsteal system - The backbone of Daxter's continued existence. The system preserves his life and when inserted within his frames allows him to control the robotic bodies. It also proves to be a pretty good tool versus the N-008 virus: The only way it could get inside the tank is for it to contaminate the nutrition packets that are exchanged weekly and kept within a constantly sterilized vault while awaiting use.

Social frame - The extension to Thoughtsteal that allows more natural social interaction and refined motoric movements.

Laboratory frame - This extension allows for safe and somewhat precise laboratory and computer work. Equipped with several dataports and encrypted database with Daxter's complete research data, some temporary sample storage tubes and not to forget self defence, it has a ranged taser on each shoulder with 270 degree firing radius, blocking off firing towards the middle of the frame for obvious reasons.

Warlike frame - It had flamethrowers, armoured treads, sample collection system and several vacuum and liquid based containment units. Now it is little better than scrap metal. Conclusion: Do not attempt to kill sentient ooze with fire.

Ability:

Knowledge (Biology, Nanotechnology, Mechanics and Artificial Intelligence): Daxter has no supernatural abilities beyond what his frames grant him. However, to even reach this point, Daxter had to become a genius in his own right in all of these categories.

Brief History:

The following data was provided to the lead of S.T.R. upon request of Dr. Daxter Sness, packet parsed together by Virus.

Ages 0-25 - Very little significance. Studies, marriage, the usual.
Age 26 - A defining point in Daxter Sness' life. A catastophic failure happened while his wife was giving birth. Both his wife and daughter perished. Sness wowed to bring them back, taken too soon. He proceeded to take DNA construction samples. Cue the start of projects Leviathan* and Harpy.
Ages 27-61 - Projects Leviathan and Harpy saw little success during this period, but the existence of yours truly began during this period, just as project Fenrir took place from 60 onwards.
Rebirth - Project Fenrir succeeded and Thoughtsteal system initialized. Mechanization of most functions granted Dr. Daxter Sness the much needed resources to continue his other projects.
Post-Rebirth - Project Leviathan has been brought forward, Lev lives. Project Harpy has seen no such success, as such a shortcut as was used in making Lev an underwater creature would not do. Lev has recently obtained an enricher collar which allows her to walk around on dry land, although it renders her mute for the duration of wearing it.
Post-Guildfall - For a short while, Sness was a part of F.I.E.L.D. but this came to an abrupt end as Warlike frame suffered high damage in an attempt to combat the ooze. Forced switch to S.T.R. was in order.

_End of provided data_

Relationships:

By heart, Daxter still belongs to F.I.E.L.D. and assists their operations in whatever way they can.
Virus - The AI created as an assistant and an overseer. Daxter is the boss, but treats Virus like an equal. It never mocks him unlike many others.
Lev - The result of project Leviathan, and the somewhat modified reconstruction of her daughter's DNA. Even with his mechanization, Daxter holds a srong emotional tie to this currently 16 year old girl-something that combines cybernetic attributes and biological engineering.

[Ghost Queen]

@Kalas
I never got any feedback on Oscar Mike, is he accepted or do some things need to change?

[ClocktowerEchos]

Here's another character. THis one is meant to be more of an NPC whose in the background more or less.

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There's a certain harmony with science and war, beautiful don't ya think desu?

Name: Mirama Meiji
Alias(s): Meimei, Meiji
Age: 19
Height: 5'9'' feet
Weight: 128 lbs.
Hair Color: Aqua-Turquoise
Eye Color: Turquoise

Race: Human

Job Role: Researcher (F.I.E.L.D.) - Armament Engineer and Tester, Harmonics Expert

Physical Appearance: Bubbly and happy-go-lucky to the brim, Mirama never wrapped her head around the concept of maturity too well despite being so knowledge on harmonics and sound physics. She is slightly on the shorter scale and is skinny due to her habit of skipping meals to goof off or the continue her work. Her hair is always kept in twin tails except on rare occasions when its let loose like a water fall. Has a respectible bust but is small enough not to interfere with her "field observations", of which she goes on many.

Attire:

Mirama has a very futuristic-sci fi feel to her clothing, a white dress with futruistic decal and a transcuent dress "fins" made of some advanced polymers. Her limbs are often covered by simlair sci-fi polymers in black with silver metal trimmings. She always has her headset on to communicate to others and has a little crown on top for giggles.

Personality:

The very definition of happy-go-lucky, Mirama can be seen as childish and immature. Her ability to be oblivious to her surroundings shocks even the most hardened troops. She is dedicated to her work but also a heavy procrastinator ironically, taking time out just to fool around.

She is also surprisingly professional and organized in everything she does even stupid things. She created a rigorous testing method to see how much she likes a piece of clothing, organizing her games with a 21-point rubric and even follows of strict time table of different free time activities. She even once wrote a 10 paged essay to her boss explaining why she had to leave for a week.

She is over proud of her biggest creations the Wave Motion Harmonic Cannon: Fortissimo and the Sound Wave Synthesizer

Weapons & Equipment:

Wave Motion Harmonic Cannon: Acapella - An upgraded prototype of the shoulder-mounted WMHC: Fortissimo which unlike its predecessor, fires out three waves of sound instead of just one. Its advisable not to stand too close as it has the chance of bursting ear drums. Its can push and disorient people but lacks its own leathel potental and its often used as a support gun.

Tesla Beacon - Mirama's main offensive weapon, its anotehr shoulder fired weapon which fires out beams of "love and moe" by Mirama's terms (its actually focused electron lasers). Putting magnetic stuff in it will result in a giant railgun-shotgun. It conveintly folds up into something Mirama can carry like a backpack because science.

Sound Wave Synthesizer - A supporting equipment made from an old radio. It allows Mirama to record and alter a voice sample or use it as a voice change if she holds it up to her mouth while speaking. Useful for distractions and getting passed voice-locked areas. Can still be used as a radio

Ability:

Sound Hound - Mirama has excellent hearing and allows her to pick up even the smallest noise in white noise or radio chatter. She's often used as a radio officer as she can distinguishe one voice in a stream of radio chatter.

Mad Little Genius - Mirama is quite exceptionally smart and talented... when she applies herself. Despite her frequent laziness, she can and will talk on long, complex questions and will to put anyone to sleep.

Brief History:

Mirama had been a bright young classical music student with hopes of going to a prestigious university for something fancy, probably biolumincentelectricalengineering theoretical gravitational physics. But then she found dubstep and electronic music. And before her uptight parents got her, the virus got them. On the bright side, at least no one yells at her about her tastes in music and F.I.E.L.D. has the best cookies.

Relationships:

[DJAtomika]

The Arena Section is currently home to many of the psychotic and dangerous members of city.

@Kalas

Hey I take slight offense to that seeing as my home is the Arena XD

Anyway I have interest.