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Naruto: Path to Enlightment. Looking for fresh meat!

Before I finalize my character, would it be all right if I made a character that used Explosion Release or should I do something else instead? Figured I would ask before having to rework a full finished character.

Does the Devil Value your Soul?

Joey Grayfield

Name: Joseph "Joey" Grayfield
Gender/Age: Male, 17
Appearance:

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Weapons: Stygian Iron Sword (Stores it in a guitar case)

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Abilities:

Increased Agility and Flexibility: Speaks for itself.

Shadow Puppet: He can have his shadow move and interact with the shadow of another object. This allows him to move the object itself without anyone seeing him do it, unless they notice his shadow acting on it's own accord. Things are far easier to move this way, taking less strength. Of course, this is useless if the object casts no shadow

Shadow Travel: Able to travel from one shadow to another. This can be done fairly quickly at a close range, within a 30-ft radius of himself. For greater distances it takes total concentration and some time, longer for greater distances. Using this too many times at great distances in close succession drains his energy quickly.

Shadow Clone: Able to turn his shadow into another being all together. It is a perfect clone of himself, except the colours seem muted on it. It can't use any of the Real Joseph's demon abilities though, and is also physically weaker.

Deluminate: Saps light from a source, dimming it or blacking it out all together.

Biography: Joseph was tired as he made his way back to his apartment that night. Too tired, he needed something to drink with copious amounts of sugar in it. He hummed a bit as he walked towards the glowing neon sign that was practically a beacon of unhealthy food. He got into the convenience store and started walking between the shelves, but that's when trouble started.

He heard yelling from the counter, and it only took a second to find out the place was being robbed. Fuck, that wasn't good. He tried to step back and think of a plan but on his step he crushed a fallen bag of chips that had landed on the floor. He alerted the robber of his presence, and that wouldn't be forgiven easily. The robber shot off three shots at Joey. One lodged in his shoulder, another in his gut, and the last in his leg. He collapse onto the ground promptly, holding his stomach tenderly.

As he assumed the money was attained the robber walked back over to Joey. He used his foot to roll Joey onto his back and took aim again. He shot him dead in the chest before stepping back, then taking the shelf beside Joey and tipping it over so that it fell onto him, crushing him. His life was over as far as he knew; he felt his bones snap and warm blood flow and spill around him in a puddle. He closed his eyes and was greeted by darkness, and in that darkness he heard a voice.

"That must have hurt, looks like you could use some help... How does a contract sound?" A smooth voice asked. Joey accepted on grounds it was his only hope, before he passed out.

Umbris

Name: Umbris
Gender/Age: Female, 753
Demon Type: Demon
Appearance:

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Without horns in human form.

Abilities:

Shadow Puppet: she can only interact with the shadows of things that aren't too heavy, but she can make shadows of nonexistent objects appear and change the appearance of other objects shadows.

Independent Shadow: She can't make a clone, but can give her shadow orders for it to follow, during which she can see through her shadows "eyes" if she wishes.

Deluminate: She can make it seem to someone that things are dimming or are pitch black. She can do this to cameras easily, but only up to five people at once.

Biography:
Despite the wide spread fear of the dark, this demon of it wasn't too scary. She was mostly bored of the underworld and wanting something new. The underworld was surprisingly not too interesting if you weren't into endless fire and torture. Of course she was feisty and lived a good challenge or fight, but everyone was too boring and busy down there, so she decided to get a host and try the surface world.

Does the Devil Value your Soul?

Joey Grayfield

Name: Joseph "Joey" Grayfield
Gender/Age: Male, 17
Appearance:

[+]

Weapons: Stygian Iron Sword (Stores it in a guitar case)

[+]

Abilities:

Increased Agility and Flexibility: Speaks for itself.

Shadow Puppet: He can have his shadow move and interact with the shadow of another object. This allows him to move the object itself without anyone seeing him do it, unless they notice his shadow acting on it's own accord. Things are far easier to move this way, taking less strength. Of course, this is useless if the object casts no shadow

Shadow Travel: Able to travel from one shadow to another. This can be done fairly quickly at a close range, within a 30-ft radius of himself. For greater distances it takes total concentration and some time, longer for greater distances. Using this too many times at great distances in close succession drains his energy quickly.

Shadow Clone: Able to turn his shadow into another being all together. It is a perfect clone of himself, except the colours seem muted on it. It can't use any of the Real Joseph's demon abilities though, and is also physically weaker.

Deluminate: Saps light from a source, dimming it or blacking it out all together.

Biography: Joseph was tired as he made his way back to his apartment that night. Too tired, he needed something to drink with copious amounts of sugar in it. He hummed a bit as he walked towards the glowing neon sign that was practically a beacon of unhealthy food. He got into the convenience store and started walking between the shelves, but that's when trouble started.

He heard yelling from the counter, and it only took a second to find out the place was being robbed. Fuck, that wasn't good. He tried to step back and think of a plan but on his step he crushed a fallen bag of chips that had landed on the floor. He alerted the robber of his presence, and that wouldn't be forgiven easily. The robber shot off three shots at Joey. One lodged in his shoulder, another in his gut, and the last in his leg. He collapse onto the ground promptly, holding his stomach tenderly.

As he assumed the money was attained the robber walked back over to Joey. He used his foot to roll Joey onto his back and took aim again. He shot him dead in the chest before stepping back, then taking the shelf beside Joey and tipping it over so that it fell onto him, crushing him. His life was over as far as he knew; he felt his bones snap and warm blood flow and spill around him in a puddle. He closed his eyes and was greeted by darkness, and in that darkness he heard a voice.

"That must have hurt, looks like you could use some help... How does a contract sound?" A smooth voice asked. Joey accepted on grounds it was his only hope, before he passed out.

Umbris

Name: Umbris
Gender/Age: Female, 753
Demon Type: Demon
Appearance:

[+]

Without horns in human form.

Abilities:

Shadow Puppet: she can only interact with the shadows of things that aren't too heavy, but she can make shadows of nonexistent objects appear and change the appearance of other objects shadows.

Independent Shadow: She can't make a clone, but can give her shadow orders for it to follow, during which she can see through her shadows "eyes" if she wishes.

Deluminate: She can make it seem to someone that things are dimming or are pitch black. She can do this to cameras easily, but only up to five people at once.

Biography:
Despite the wide spread fear of the dark, this demon of it wasn't too scary. She was mostly bored of the underworld and wanting something new. The underworld was surprisingly not too interesting if you weren't into endless fire and torture. Of course she was feisty and lived a good challenge or fight, but everyone was too boring and busy down there, so she decided to get a host and try the surface world.

Does the Devil Value your Soul?

Consider me very interested, love the concept

3D2Y (A One Piece RP): OOC, Sign-Up & Discussion

I was going to start with my friend @Sabotage but given as he hadn't been accepted not changed his CS to be accepted yet, I suppose if anyone else wants to at least start on the same island as Matteo so they could interact, that would be cool

3D2Y (A One Piece RP): OOC, Sign-Up & Discussion

Matteo DiAngelo

Matteo DiAngelo

Name: Matteo DiAngelo

Epithet: The Engineer.

Blue/Sea: South Blue

Crew/Base: The doctor and acting shipwright of the Powder Keg Pirates

Bounty/Rank: 30 000 000 Beli

Age: 17

Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 173 lbs

Appearance: His right arm and left leg are mechanical. They look to be made of steel, but he usually wears a long sleeved parka or hoodie, canvas pants, and a glove on his metallic hand.

Personality: He is pretty energetic, goofy, and fun-loving. He is often laughing at situations and finds a lot of things funny. He is also sometimes easily impressed by mildly-interesting things. Don't take these as signs of stupidity, however. He is very intelligent, especially in the medical field. While it isn't too often, he can be serious when the situation demands it. When he is serious, it can be scary, especially in a fight. He gets a strong look if determination on his face and become extremely focused on his goal. When he begins to work on mechanical things, he often gets quiet. It's not quite the full serious look, as he merely looks calm and he can snap out of it at any time.

Devil Fruit (if any): N/A

Skills & Talent: Considerable skill as a doctor and some experience doing shipwright duties. Basically, if something broken, he fixes it. Great talent with machines and firearms.

Weapons: he has a mechanical right arm and left leg, which are great defensively as he can block attacks with them in a pinch and no damage will come to his real body. A hole in the centre of his mechanical palm can be revealed, which he can use to shoot small explosives out of. He can also fire a grappling hook from the top of his wrist (opposite side of the palm) at a high velocity so it sticks into things. It also can retract back into his arm, allowing for him to pull himself to things or vice-versa. He can extend a blade from the other side of his wrist with a maximum length of two feet. He can also make a blade come out along the length of the front of his leg.

Finally, he carries two revolvers in a gun harness on his waist and a sawed off shotgun on his back.

Transportation: A small Marine vessel re-purposed and painted over with all Marine insignia removed and replaced with pirate flags and a jolly roger.

Dream/Goal: To become a complete master in his craft of medicine and artificial body parts, and engineering and use what he learns to explore the world.

Origins: Matteo's place in the south blue was small, but it was home. Growing up, his father was a fisherman and his mother was a manual labourer. They both took care if him as well as they could, whenever they were home. It was often hard as their jobs demanded them to be away from home, and even when they got back there was no guarantee Matteo would be home anyways. Mateo wasn't so much a trouble maker as curious as all hell. He didn't steal or get into fights, he mostly got into places he shouldn't be by just exploring. One time he was even found in the storeroom of a local shop with no idea how he had ended up there, it turned out there was an old smuggling tunnel that led to there that no one had found before then. If he wasn't exploring , he was with his friend Suzaku. All in all, he caused no real harm so the townsfolk didn't mind him.

When he actually had time with his parents, his mother showed her trust in him by teaching him to shoot. She was a crack shot with a handgun and she taught all she knew to Matteo. He picked it up fast and enjoyed it greatly, but would never dream of aiming down on another person with intent to harm. Between his newfound hobby of marksmanship, Matteo was shaping up to be quite an interesting kid.

No one ever thought his love for exploring would get him into trouble, but they didn't know what was in store for Matteo. One day he decided to explore some cliffs on the small island, since his parents weren't expected back until the night and Suzaku was becoming unavailable as of late, he figured he could handle being out some time. He had been to the cliffs before of course, just hadn't explored them quite as extensively as he would have liked. As he meandered along the cliff sides he encountered a few Marines, apparently laying down foundations for a base; again, Matteo ending up where he shouldn't be. The Marines were quick to bark at him and tell him to back off the private property. The shock caused Matteo to slip, unfortunately for him there was nothing behind him to stop his fall. He tumbled down the cliff, holding his arm out for something to grab onto or slow him down; all that met his arm was a rock jutting out far from the cliff, smashing against the limb. Luckily it did slow him down some, so that when the cliff sloped out he slid along it, the only problem was it was still too fast and he kept gaining velocity. He saw another rock jutting out and he made a split second choice, moving so that one leg would take the brunt of the blow against it instead of avoiding it all together. His leg shot up in intense pain, and the move causing him to fall forwards and tumble down the rest of the way, sounds of cracking filling his ears. He eventually crumpled at the bottom of the cliff, unable to move on his leg and with his arm. The pain grew as he attempted still though, until he blacked out.

It took a full day to find him, the townsfolk not truly knowing he was missing until the next morning accounted for that. They found him spread out at the bottom of the cliff and took him back to town. The doctor only confirmed what they had guessed from his oddly twisted arm and leg, those two limbs were shattered beyond repair available to them. The doctor however was quite willing to attempt repairs with a more... experimental science. Matteo's patents weren't sure what to think, but left the choice up to their son. When he awoke, Matteo was surprised to be in a strange bed, being attended by a strange man. He was presented a choice, remain likely crippled for life or be a subject of a newer medical science. It was no choice for Matteo, and work soon began. With measurements galore and testing to see if he was healthy enough, the day finally came when Matteo's new limbs were built. Attaching them was painful as all hell, and getting used to them was worse, but soon he was fitted with his new mechanical limbs. They were cool and fun and opened a lot of possibilities.

While this new advancement was fun, there was the problem that he was still growing, and mechanical limbs didn't. The heavier Marine presence also made problems. His doctor was taken under custody for malpractice, meaning no one was trained to make new limbs for him, and Matteo's father was forcefully recruited into the Marines. With that, Matteo snuck into the doctors old now abandoned house and took whatever books and on medicine and artificial limbs he could find, which was a lot. He even picked up books on engineering to be safe, which proved vital in his new ambition. There was a change to him that none had quite seen before. He hardly left the house for awhile, spending time in his room. He read and memorized all the books he could and practised as best he could. He helped sick patients since the island now had no real doctor and he took whatever mechanical parts he could find (from the doctors house, the Marine base, and neighbouring islands when he could manage) and tinkered with them.

Eventually he made himself a new arm and leg, even better than the last. It took a lot to get to that level of success though, years, and in those years the islands condition only got worse. The island was under a strict and corrupt military control. His fathers missions off the island got longer and longer until he eventually was declared MIA by a letter delivered to the home. It was plain white paper with black ink spelling it out, but no pen and paper could express the tears shed and the loss felt that day. That was the last straw for Matteo. He met back up with his friend Suzaku and together they planned a revolution. In perpetration, Matteo remodelled his limbs, weaponizing them and improving their performance. With a revolution underway and many people at their side, Matteo and Suzaku fought together to rid the area of oppression, and they succeeded. With that finished and the dust settled, he headed out to sea with Suzaku for adventure and to become as strong as he could be.

3D2Y (A One Piece RP): OOC, Sign-Up & Discussion

Not to be a bother, but could I be told if my character was accepted and if not, get some feedback. Thank you.

3D2Y (A One Piece RP): OOC, Sign-Up & Discussion

Matteo DiAngelo

Name: Matteo DiAngelo

Epithet: The Engineer.

Blue/Sea: South Blue

Crew/Base: The doctor and acting shipwright of the Powder Keg Pirates

Bounty/Rank: 30 000 000 Beli

Age: 17

Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 173 lbs

Appearance: His right arm and left leg are mechanical. They look to be made of steel, but he usually wears a long sleeved parka or hoodie, canvas pants, and a glove on his metallic hand.

Personality: He is pretty energetic, goofy, and fun-loving. He is often laughing at situations and finds a lot of things funny. He is also sometimes easily impressed by mildly-interesting things. Don't take these as signs of stupidity, however. He is very intelligent, especially in the medical field. While it isn't too often, he can be serious when the situation demands it. When he is serious, it can be scary, especially in a fight. He gets a strong look if determination on his face and become extremely focused on his goal. When he begins to work on mechanical things, he often gets quiet. It's not quite the full serious look, as he merely looks calm and he can snap out of it at any time.

Devil Fruit (if any): N/A

Skills & Talent: Considerable skill as a doctor and some experience doing shipwright duties. Basically, if something broken, he fixes it. Great talent with machines and firearms.

Weapons: he has a mechanical right arm and left leg, which are great defensively as he can block attacks with them in a pinch and no damage will come to his real body. A hole in the centre of his mechanical palm can be revealed, which he can use to shoot small explosives out of. He can also fire a grappling hook from the top of his wrist (opposite side of the palm) at a high velocity so it sticks into things. It also can retract back into his arm, allowing for him to pull himself to things or vice-versa. He can extend a blade from the other side of his wrist with a maximum length of two feet. He can also make a blade come out along the length of the front of his leg.

Finally, he carries two revolvers in a gun harness on his waist and a sawed off shotgun on his back.

Transportation: A small Marine vessel re-purposed and painted over with all Marine insignia removed and replaced with pirate flags and a jolly roger.

Dream/Goal: To become a complete master in his craft of medicine and artificial body parts, and engineering and use what he learns to explore the world.

Origins: Matteo's place in the south blue was small, but it was home. Growing up, his father was a fisherman and his mother was a manual labourer. They both took care if him as well as they could, whenever they were home. It was often hard as their jobs demanded them to be away from home, and even when they got back there was no guarantee Matteo would be home anyways. Mateo wasn't so much a trouble maker as curious as all hell. He didn't steal or get into fights, he mostly got into places he shouldn't be by just exploring. One time he was even found in the storeroom of a local shop with no idea how he had ended up there, it turned out there was an old smuggling tunnel that led to there that no one had found before then. If he wasn't exploring , he was with his friend Suzaku. All in all, he caused no real harm so the townsfolk didn't mind him.

When he actually had time with his parents, his mother showed her trust in him by teaching him to shoot. She was a crack shot with a handgun and she taught all she knew to Matteo. He picked it up fast and enjoyed it greatly, but would never dream of aiming down on another person with intent to harm. Between his newfound hobby of marksmanship, Matteo was shaping up to be quite an interesting kid.

No one ever thought his love for exploring would get him into trouble, but they didn't know what was in store for Matteo. One day he decided to explore some cliffs on the small island, since his parents weren't expected back until the night and Suzaku was becoming unavailable as of late, he figured he could handle being out some time. He had been to the cliffs before of course, just hadn't explored them quite as extensively as he would have liked. As he meandered along the cliff sides he encountered a few Marines, apparently laying down foundations for a base; again, Matteo ending up where he shouldn't be. The Marines were quick to bark at him and tell him to back off the private property. The shock caused Matteo to slip, unfortunately for him there was nothing behind him to stop his fall. He tumbled down the cliff, holding his arm out for something to grab onto or slow him down; all that met his arm was a rock jutting out far from the cliff, smashing against the limb. Luckily it did slow him down some, so that when the cliff sloped out he slid along it, the only problem was it was still too fast and he kept gaining velocity. He saw another rock jutting out and he made a split second choice, moving so that one leg would take the brunt of the blow against it instead of avoiding it all together. His leg shot up in intense pain, and the move causing him to fall forwards and tumble down the rest of the way, sounds of cracking filling his ears. He eventually crumpled at the bottom of the cliff, unable to move on his leg and with his arm. The pain grew as he attempted still though, until he blacked out.

It took a full day to find him, the townsfolk not truly knowing he was missing until the next morning accounted for that. They found him spread out at the bottom of the cliff and took him back to town. The doctor only confirmed what they had guessed from his oddly twisted arm and leg, those two limbs were shattered beyond repair available to them. The doctor however was quite willing to attempt repairs with a more... experimental science. Matteo's patents weren't sure what to think, but left the choice up to their son. When he awoke, Matteo was surprised to be in a strange bed, being attended by a strange man. He was presented a choice, remain likely crippled for life or be a subject of a newer medical science. It was no choice for Matteo, and work soon began. With measurements galore and testing to see if he was healthy enough, the day finally came when Matteo's new limbs were built. Attaching them was painful as all hell, and getting used to them was worse, but soon he was fitted with his new mechanical limbs. They were cool and fun and opened a lot of possibilities.

While this new advancement was fun, there was the problem that he was still growing, and mechanical limbs didn't. The heavier Marine presence also made problems. His doctor was taken under custody for malpractice, meaning no one was trained to make new limbs for him, and Matteo's father was forcefully recruited into the Marines. With that, Matteo snuck into the doctors old now abandoned house and took whatever books and on medicine and artificial limbs he could find, which was a lot. He even picked up books on engineering to be safe, which proved vital in his new ambition. There was a change to him that none had quite seen before. He hardly left the house for awhile, spending time in his room. He read and memorized all the books he could and practised as best he could. He helped sick patients since the island now had no real doctor and he took whatever mechanical parts he could find (from the doctors house, the Marine base, and neighbouring islands when he could manage) and tinkered with them.

Eventually he made himself a new arm and leg, even better than the last. It took a lot to get to that level of success though, years, and in those years the islands condition only got worse. The island was under a strict and corrupt military control. His fathers missions off the island got longer and longer until he eventually was declared MIA by a letter delivered to the home. It was plain white paper with black ink spelling it out, but no pen and paper could express the tears shed and the loss felt that day. That was the last straw for Matteo. He met back up with his friend Suzaku and together they planned a revolution. In perpetration, Matteo remodelled his limbs, weaponizing them and improving their performance. With a revolution underway and many people at their side, Matteo and Suzaku fought together to rid the area of oppression, and they succeeded. With that finished and the dust settled, he headed out to sea with Suzaku for adventure and to become as strong as he could be.

-Broken Fabrics- [OOC & IC]

Got a post up, finally. Sorry for the wait guys.

-Broken Fabrics- [OOC & IC]

Dave stood quietly in the less than usual company, listening to suggestions and weighing the ideas in his mind, while simultaneously rapping in his mind. It was a tough job multitasking planning and rhyming but somebody had to do it. He was reaching a nice beat when suddenly a lizard man fell from a tree.

“Okay I was fine with waking up on the ground with the rest of Peter Pan’s lost boys but lizards falling from trees? God damn.” He exclaimed. At least he wasn’t nakking like other reptiles he’d met, or trying to make him into soup. He might have greeted him or something but he fell out of his attention quickly. Arry suggested running into the woods and following that way. Seemed reasonable enough Dave supposed. Next Veronika suggested that they form a forward scouting party, placing only part of the group in danger. Dave thought of it for a moment before deciding he should test his skills first.

He walked over to a somewhat thin looking tree and stared it down for a moment before making his move. He reached back and grabbed the handle of his katana and quickly unsheathed it and brought it downwards in a quick and strong strike. It was so fast the human eye could barely register it, but surely the tree was cut in half at an angle and the top slid down and fell over. Of course it was a smaller tree but it was still cool and kind of ironic. With that test of his remaining skills out of the way Dave turned to face Veronika.

“Hey, sign me up for your crew. I’ll be goddamn loyal soldier number one as long as I get to throw down some beats.” He knew she wouldn’t know what he meant by throwing down beats, but that made it better.