Alright status update: I have started a new job and am currently in the process of getting used to said job. To all the games I'm currently in I will starting work on responses this weekend
10 yrs ago
Due to a misplacement of my laptop I will unlikely be able to post until Friday or there abouts. My apologies for those waiting on me.
Name: Viktor Ulrich Gender:Male Age: 58 Nationality: German Appearance:
Personal Effects: A change of clothes, several books (prayer, exorcism rites, demonic identification etc.) 3 vials of blessed water and 3 of blessed oil, 1 Webly Mk V revolver and enough bullets for 1 reload, a journal of his own study/notes.
Background:
What is your job Archbishop of Munich Backstory: Born in 1875 to a moderate family in the German countryside, Viktor was the oldest of three children. This led him to forcibly adopt a parental mentality and aided in the care of his younger brothers. The family, being neither vastly poor or wealthy, did their best and led mostly normal lives. Viktor was always drawn to the church as he said that it brought him a sense of peace in his life and eventually, when he came of age, took the first steps into the priesthood at the age of twelve. If life had continued this way, life would have been peaceful and that is where his story would have ended.
At the age of thirty eight, as an established priest, the Great War broke out and chaos erupted in the country. Ever the father-figure at heart, Viktor’s heart grew troubled at the thought of his countrymen in a great battlefield without the Lord’s presence and before the Archdiocese had called for volunteers to go and spread the gospel in such forsaken lands he stood at the front of the line willing to go. His family, very much troubled by his decision, reluctantly sent him off with the gift of a brand new revolver. War was an entirely different affair than anything that Viktor had ever experienced. As he took up his position as a military chaplain and aided the medical staff in their duties the untold amount of death and serious injuries slowly took their toil on the priest as he did the best he could to give the peace of Christ to the wounded and dying.
For four years he toiled among the back lines burying countless young men and gave counsel to those that remained. One night a field camp after burying yet another soldier in the wee hours of the morning came a moment that would change his life forever. As he came around the corner at the far end of camp, a sharp metal gleam caught his eyes in the brush. As he turned to face the brush the horrifying sight of a mangled soldier covered in viscera with a twisted and contorted face stare back at him. In a panic Viktor reached for the pistol at his side and when he turned back the creature was in his face and in garbled German it spoke;
”WHERES YOUR FAITH FATHER??”
As soon as it had breached his space, the thing was gone. It wasn’t long after that incident that the war ended and Viktor returned to his parish. That night in the field shook him to the core and for the next two years it haunted him until a meeting with another bishop that he told another soul. The response of demon attack was something he hadn’t expected. With this new information Viktor went on a learning spree and began the self taught route of an exorcist.
Name: Viktor Ulrich Gender:Male Age: 58 Nationality: German Appearance:
Personal Effects: A change of clothes, several books (prayer, exorcism rites, demonic identification etc.) 3 vials of blessed water and 3 of blessed oil, 1 Webly Mk V revolver and enough bullets for 1 reload, a journal of his own study/notes.
Background:
What is your job Archbishop of Munich Backstory: Born in 1875 to a moderate family in the German countryside, Viktor was the oldest of three children. This led him to forcibly adopt a parental mentality and aided in the care of his younger brothers. The family, being neither vastly poor or wealthy, did their best and led mostly normal lives. Viktor was always drawn to the church as he said that it brought him a sense of peace in his life and eventually, when he came of age, took the first steps into the priesthood at the age of twelve. If life had continued this way, life would have been peaceful and that is where his story would have ended.
At the age of thirty eight, as an established priest, the Great War broke out and chaos erupted in the country. Ever the father-figure at heart, Viktor’s heart grew troubled at the thought of his countrymen in a great battlefield without the Lord’s presence and before the Archdiocese had called for volunteers to go and spread the gospel in such forsaken lands he stood at the front of the line willing to go. His family, very much troubled by his decision, reluctantly sent him off with the gift of a brand new revolver. War was an entirely different affair than anything that Viktor had ever experienced. As he took up his position as a military chaplain and aided the medical staff in their duties the untold amount of death and serious injuries slowly took their toil on the priest as he did the best he could to give the peace of Christ to the wounded and dying.
For four years he toiled among the back lines burying countless young men and gave counsel to those that remained. One night a field camp after burying yet another soldier in the wee hours of the morning came a moment that would change his life forever. As he came around the corner at the far end of camp, a sharp metal gleam caught his eyes in the brush. As he turned to face the brush the horrifying sight of a mangled soldier covered in viscera with a twisted and contorted face stare back at him. In a panic Viktor reached for the pistol at his side and when he turned back the creature was in his face and in garbled German it spoke;
”WHERES YOUR FAITH FATHER??”
As soon as it had breached his space, the thing was gone. It wasn’t long after that incident that the war ended and Viktor returned to his parish. That night in the field shook him to the core and for the next two years it haunted him until a meeting with another bishop that he told another soul. The response of demon attack was something he hadn’t expected. With this new information Viktor went on a learning spree and began the self taught route of an exorcist.
The streets of Penrose were nothing like going through the neighborhoods he grew up in. The vibrancy was missed as the people seemed skittish just to be out and about. Although he could hardly blame them with the veil being thinner here if he wasn’t a Mahou then he might just keep a hand on his piece himself. Looking over his shades as he turned the corner and followed the overly complicated instructions and tedious rituals to make his way to his new bosses lair, Warren couldn’t help but ponder about his current ”situation”. As he sat down at Al’s table and made himself comfortable with the drink that was given to him, he looked down at his ”assets” and couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. It was one thing to be a chick, but a well-endowed chick who’s fourteen years younger than he used to be was just icing on the cake.
”Yeh, my last boss got consolidated and had to cut a lot of ties. Guess its lucky that he found a place here.”
Taking out a cigarette and lighting it with a slow drag, Warren listened as Al laid out his plans and assignments for him. This Chloe seemed to be a major concern for Al, yes he was giving her the chance to step into a new role but in this line it pays to have someone under your thumb. He was going to have to be creative in how he tailed this broad,
” I’ve heard of all these different factions that you have running around here, I’ll start with gathering intel with some of these disbanded groups. I’ve seen it too many times that these people that were supposed to be done come back with a vengeance. I’ll get you an overall idea of what’s going on.”
As if on cue, Warren turned his head to see the two girls that teleported in with one that stayed being introduced as the Chole that he was supposed to tail. The minute the two Mahou locked eyes Warren felt a presence creep into the back of his thoughts, like a whisper that was just on the edge of being heard and unheard all at once. A warning of meeting a kindred soul burned with the same knowledge of unspeakable horror. As a eerily cheeky grin slipped its way across his face, a sheen of dark crimson gleamed across Warren’s eyes for just a moment before reverting back to their normal cold grey.
”Heh, don’t worry princess, you aint my type neither. You seem to be lack in both the top and the bottom for me. Not enough to hold onto.”
As Chole gave her intel over whatever had transpired prior to his arrival Warren couldn’t help but catch glimpses of her rattling off info to Al. That creeping whisper grew louder and louder as long as he was in her presence and as they spoke amongst themselves the whisper told him that there were others with the same knowledge in the area. He couldn’t pinpoint them but he knew that there were other eldritch-blessed beings near them. Those were avenues that he could pursue to get information on. He had also heard rumors and talk in New York about the Mahou here having other coins that offered other possibilities for power so tracking down those Coins might be a worthwhile thing to investigate as well. As his musing continued, Warren realized that the meeting had come to an end and he left following behind Chole, after all, she was his new boss and he needed to stick close to her.
Name:Warren James – The Golem King , Debt Collector, Judas Black
Age (Magical Girl):23
Age (Before Magical Girl):37
Gender: Girl
Gender (Before Magical Girl):Boy
Appearance:
Specialization:Stone
Weapon:
One of Warren’s choices for up close quarters combat, the Earthmovers are a cestus-styled gauntlets that he wields to devastating effect. A brawler by nature, Warren uses these in conjunction with his earth magic to bring hard hitting strikes and defenses to his fights.
Gifted to him by his patron, Draddeth’s Edge is a conduit for Warren’s more destructive abilities. Affectionately self-dubbed as his “beatin’ stick”, he takes a great deal of pleasure fighting with his hammer as its never been something that he had considered before. When combined with his Earthmovers gauntlets the full wrath can be unleashed as the gauntlets channel creations and the hammer channels destruction.
Power:Third Eye – Warren is able to see the flow and alter the effects of magic. He can sense magic at a precise level, able to see through illusions, trace the effect of rituals and is able to tell the type of magic at a glance. His sense is sharp enough to predict incoming magic and even deflect it if he’s fast enough. Warren can see Overcity entrances even out of costume.
Perks:
Dual Weapon – What started with a pair of knuckles from the Mint turned into a tandem hammer/cestus combo, both of which increase his strength.
Environmental Sealing – Even before his transformation Warren was never one to deal with outside people often wishing that he could put himself in a bubble. Little did he know this was literal.
Soul Jar – This was a bit more to get used to, once he made a deal with his second patron he had to get used the split feeling of not always being connected to himself. His ring is his “jar” as it were.
Eternal Style – Now this was something that Warren could get used to, I mean, being a chick is one thing but always being the perfectly put together chick, now that’s a bonus.
Enhanced Outfit – At least his transformed outfit is a good suit…and a durable suit as well.
Patron:Draddeth.
Patron Benefits:
Marked
Reasonable
Takes One to Know One
Patron Drawbacks:
Insomnia
Fearsome Reputation
Big Brother
Patron:Al Scarpe – Currently
Patron Benefits:
Black Coin
Non-Exclusivity
Patron Drawbacks:
Debt
Betrayal
Fighting Style:It’s taken him years to perfect his own personal style, but Warren has learned to combine his Stone magic hand to hand combat as fluidly as possible. A brawler at heart, he combines his on personal style of dirty boxing with his hammer while using the environment to create defensive barriers around himself and sometimes even reinforce his suit with Stone armor. When he does resort to long range assaults he is no stranger to altering the structure of everything around his opponents (quicksand, creating fissures in the ground for difficult terrain, etc.) before unleashing a barrage of spike to pierce his prey.
Personality:Warren is a New York gangster through and through, he’s been in this business with the Mint so long that its all that he’s ever known. Having to grow up facing extreme occult threats tends to harden anyone’s hearts and Warren was no different, he is a very cunning man able to think and calculate stratagems on the fly. From coin running to being dubbed the “Tax Collector” in Brooklyn, Warren is no stranger to all forms of “business” means he can expertly talk his way through any internal strife with his patrons.
History:It started with nightmares. That’s all they were for years, horrifying nightmares of creatures beyond the stars and the beings that summoned them, but when a scared kid from Brooklyn tells his ma about it its dismissed as fast as it was brought up. That was Warren’s life growing up not knowing of his eventual fate he spent his days doing what every broke tried to do, find a way to make some money. After spending months doing odd jobs for local thugs Warren was approached by a strangely dressed man and asked to deliver a single coin to someone across town, little did he know that fate had different ideas.
You never expect your nightmares to come up and appear before your eyes, but when a shifting mass of piercing red eyes pierced his being was told that he needed to take up his mantle and serve, he had little choice but to accept and surrender. Years would go by as Warren learned that he had been given magical abilities by some eldritch horror and was to act as its vessel in the waking world. Now under the mentorship of the Coin Broker of New York, Warren took up learning all about his new abilities and how he could best use them to work for the Mint.
Incantation:”I am the Builder’s stone, the one that holds up all of creation. Fear my trembling, transform!!”
Magical Coins:1 Black Coin
Type:Horror
Name:Draddeth
Personality:Draddeth is a cold and calculating entity from beyond the known realm and has been seen to meticulously lay out plans that seem to stretch out for millennia. An absolute horror to behold, they are aware of their exceedingly overpowering aura on the mortal body and mind and have no qualms about using it to crush both to fit their will.
History:Not even Warren knows much about Draddeth in all his years of service to them. All that is known from what little the eldritch entity will say is that they are millennia old and have seen the birth and death of stars beyond measuring and that should suffice for Warren. What he does know, however, is ever since the day power was thrusted upon him they have always shown themselves in the strangest possible configuration to Warren. (see Additional Resources)
Resources:While Warren is unaware of other girls that they have, it is a possibility that Draddeth has multiple other avatar like him spread throughout existence but as of yet he hasn’t met any of them. Being an eldritch entity they have no physical gifts to give and purely operate by giving powers to those he deems that they needs.
Here's a newcomer in the ring trying his firsthand at a magical girl RP lol.
Name:Warren James – The Golem King , Debt Collector, Judas Black
Age (Magical Girl):23
Age (Before Magical Girl):37
Gender: Girl
Gender (Before Magical Girl):Boy
Appearance:
Specialization:Stone
Weapon:
One of Warren’s choices for up close quarters combat, the Earthmovers are a cestus-styled gauntlets that he wields to devastating effect. A brawler by nature, Warren uses these in conjunction with his earth magic to bring hard hitting strikes and defenses to his fights.
Gifted to him by his patron, Draddeth’s Edge is a conduit for Warren’s more destructive abilities. Affectionately self-dubbed as his “beatin’ stick”, he takes a great deal of pleasure fighting with his hammer as its never been something that he had considered before. When combined with his Earthmovers gauntlets the full wrath can be unleashed as the gauntlets channel creations and the hammer channels destruction.
Power:Third Eye – Warren is able to see the flow and alter the effects of magic. He can sense magic at a precise level, able to see through illusions, trace the effect of rituals and is able to tell the type of magic at a glance. His sense is sharp enough to predict incoming magic and even deflect it if he’s fast enough. Warren can see Overcity entrances even out of costume.
Perks:
Dual Weapon – What started with a pair of knuckles from the Mint turned into a tandem hammer/cestus combo, both of which increase his strength.
Environmental Sealing – Even before his transformation Warren was never one to deal with outside people often wishing that he could put himself in a bubble. Little did he know this was literal.
Soul Jar – This was a bit more to get used to, once he made a deal with his second patron he had to get used the split feeling of not always being connected to himself. His ring is his “jar” as it were.
Eternal Style – Now this was something that Warren could get used to, I mean, being a chick is one thing but always being the perfectly put together chick, now that’s a bonus.
Enhanced Outfit – At least his transformed outfit is a good suit…and a durable suit as well.
Patron:Draddeth.
Patron Benefits:
Marked
Reasonable
Takes One to Know One
Patron Drawbacks:
Insomnia
Fearsome Reputation
Big Brother
Patron:Al Scarpe – Currently
Patron Benefits:
Black Coin
Non-Exclusivity
Patron Drawbacks:
Debt
Betrayal
Fighting Style:It’s taken him years to perfect his own personal style, but Warren has learned to combine his Stone magic hand to hand combat as fluidly as possible. A brawler at heart, he combines his on personal style of dirty boxing with his hammer while using the environment to create defensive barriers around himself and sometimes even reinforce his suit with Stone armor. When he does resort to long range assaults he is no stranger to altering the structure of everything around his opponents (quicksand, creating fissures in the ground for difficult terrain, etc.) before unleashing a barrage of spike to pierce his prey.
Personality:Warren is a New York gangster through and through, he’s been in this business with the Mint so long that its all that he’s ever known. Having to grow up facing extreme occult threats tends to harden anyone’s hearts and Warren was no different, he is a very cunning man able to think and calculate stratagems on the fly. From coin running to being dubbed the “Tax Collector” in Brooklyn, Warren is no stranger to all forms of “business” means he can expertly talk his way through any internal strife with his patrons.
History:It started with nightmares. That’s all they were for years, horrifying nightmares of creatures beyond the stars and the beings that summoned them, but when a scared kid from Brooklyn tells his ma about it its dismissed as fast as it was brought up. That was Warren’s life growing up not knowing of his eventual fate he spent his days doing what every broke tried to do, find a way to make some money. After spending months doing odd jobs for local thugs Warren was approached by a strangely dressed man and asked to deliver a single coin to someone across town, little did he know that fate had different ideas.
You never expect your nightmares to come up and appear before your eyes, but when a shifting mass of piercing red eyes pierced his being was told that he needed to take up his mantle and serve, he had little choice but to accept and surrender. Years would go by as Warren learned that he had been given magical abilities by some eldritch horror and was to act as its vessel in the waking world. Now under the mentorship of the Coin Broker of New York, Warren took up learning all about his new abilities and how he could best use them to work for the Mint.
Incantation:”I am the Builder’s stone, the one that holds up all of creation. Fear my trembling, transform!!”
Magical Coins:1 Black Coin
Type:Horror
Name:Draddeth
Personality:Draddeth is a cold and calculating entity from beyond the known realm and has been seen to meticulously lay out plans that seem to stretch out for millennia. An absolute horror to behold, they are aware of their exceedingly overpowering aura on the mortal body and mind and have no qualms about using it to crush both to fit their will.
History:Not even Warren knows much about Draddeth in all his years of service to them. All that is known from what little the eldritch entity will say is that they are millennia old and have seen the birth and death of stars beyond measuring and that should suffice for Warren. What he does know, however, is ever since the day power was thrusted upon him they have always shown themselves in the strangest possible configuration to Warren. (see Additional Resources)
Resources:While Warren is unaware of other girls that they have, it is a possibility that Draddeth has multiple other avatar like him spread throughout existence but as of yet he hasn’t met any of them. Being an eldritch entity they have no physical gifts to give and purely operate by giving powers to those he deems that they needs.
@TheNoCoKid Ohh, my bad lol. I got caught up in the writing when the inspiration hit that I overlooked that part. I'll definitely won't opt out of the randomizer, so that goes for the race, diety, and everything then? Sounds like a plan, I suppose we take this to the DMs then and once I get the random info I'll start again.
@ERode what nerd do you know that researches proper lifting techniques for optimum core muscle gain lol