Chickn

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Nope. Err... Closest thing I can think of is probably a gardevoir, although with a much smaller head (Still large though), broader chest, claw like hands with longer fingers, and a totally different dress that looks more like a labcoat trails on the back than a dress with a tabard tassle for the front. And different color trim and looking clothes and all that fun stuff. And a different hairstyle, headstyle, eyes, bodytype, ext...

Really the only similarities is the shilloete at a glance.

I'm feeling better today so I'll try to make a model and ask my modeling buddy how to do her arms and legs and neck. Might be awhile though before I get a good looking one.

@Archmage MC

Huh, interesting. I look forward to see a physical representation of her!

Also side note: Got my post up! I'm going to go and edit the ship sheet with all the new characters, then head off to bed.

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Alexandra Ivanov

Location: Arriving at Dock 32A
Interacting with: Lisa//Captain Kinesis and Amado - @AbandonedIntel, Nyt//Echo - @Din, Marcus//Iron Hand - [@Pundi], Jackson/Terror - @FrozenEcstasy, Light//Toon Girl - @Archmage MC, Mercury//Masquerade - @Gilgex, Kores//(TBA) - @Rainbow.

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Alexandra walked cautiously along the edge of the docks. Her eyes shifted from in front of her, to the sea on her right. With not a single soul in sight, she was able to focus more on the scenery rather than where she was walking. It wasn't often that she would casually cruise around the town. Of course, she wasn't really on a leisurely stroll. She pulled the letter out of her pocket to make sure she was heading to the right place. Despite spending the last 10 or so years in San Diego, she didn't really know her way around the huge city. Her life consisted of sleeping under a bridge, and coming in to the edges of the city during the dead of night to try and scrounge up something to eat. Even if she were to conceal her arms with an over-sized sweater -which she was currently doing- people would still stare at her. Alex could easily count on one hand the pros of having tentacle arms. Well, if she had hands.

Alex was able to confirm that she was heading in the right direction as voices slowly faded in. Shortly after hearing them, she was able to see the group of other super-people gathering on one of the docks. She took a quick mental note of the helicopter sitting idly behind them. It was just her luck that they were going to be flying somewhere. Although she's only taken to the air once in her life, she still hated the feeling of being so high up in the air. Her stomach would twist into knots, causing extreme discomfort. Perhaps it was just the nerves and adrenaline pumping through her veins, but she didn't want to test that theory again. Unfortunately, it looked she would have to.

She had one last chance to turn back. She could go back to being the troll under the bridge, back to the live that she so desperately despised. Taking one last look behind her, she marched towards the dock with a renewed confidence. As the others came into view, she felt almost normal compared to some of the others. In particular, there was a girl who had blue hair and an extremely morphed body. She also noticed the giant man lumbering over the others. While he could have very well been simply huge, Alex assumed that his "powers" had something to do with his size. However, looks aren't a guaranteed way of judging someone's abilities. Alex didn't even remotely resemble her own powers at the moment. The only way someone could tell that she had mutated arms were if they had known her previously, or if they could smell the fishy odor emanating from the sticky residue. Being right next to the ocean made the latter incredibly difficult to do.

"I assume this is the right place. I don't think there's anywhere else at two in the morning where you could find a... cartoon, right next to a giant. Among others, of course," she said as she approached the blue-haired girl. "My name is Alexandra, by the way." Her accent had slightly faded due to being surrounded by American accents, but it was still noticeable.

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@Archmage MC I can't help but picture this whenever I think of Light. Were you inspired by KH? I know it doesn't fit her description exactly, but it's got some of the features at least.

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Working on a post right now! Should have something up relatively soon.

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@AbandonedIntel Before the RP starts, would you mind approving these changes to Alex's powers? It's not so much changes, as it is organization. Well, a couple of changes.

Edited Powers

Abilities

• Tentacle Arms: Alex's arms have been genetically replaced with those of an octopus. The arms, while in their dormant form, reach approximately to the middle of her calves. Her arms, at their widest, are around 20 inches (~51cm), and end in a point. The flesh for the most part is a reddish-purple color, with the suction cups being a slightly brighter color. These tentacles are constantly secreting a sticky, translucent substance that keeps them moisturized.
• Regrowth: Alex's arms are known to be capable of regenerating themselves upon being destroyed. While more serious injuries could take weeks to fully heal, minor injuries can heal in less than a day.
• Arm Extension: Alex's tentacle arms are able to extend up to 15 feet in length. When they are stretched out, their girth is significantly reduced, leaving them much thinner than normal.
• Superior Strength: Alex's arms are much stronger than an average human arm. While they aren't capable of lifting thousands of pounds, she can hold her own against an average to above average male.

Limitations:

• Daily Struggles: Alex's arms make many daily tasks either difficult, or outright impossible. Not to mention that she isn't able to show herself in public without strangers freaking out.
• Energy Drain: Extensive use of her arms will quickly lead to fatigue. This leaves her much more vulnerable to other's attacks, because without her arms, she is essentially defenseless.
• High Maintenance: Her arms require a constant, specific level of moisture. Fortunately, they are able to naturally secrete a substance that helps alleviate this problem. However, she is highly sensitive to fluctuations in temperature. Too much heat or direct light will dry out her arms and leave her in excruciating pain, while extreme cold will freeze the liquid and keep any more from secreting from her pores.

X-MEN: Equilibrium (closed)

Sorry dudes, I'll have a post up tomorrow. I just started playing Smite today... And I've already got like 8 hours in it. Send help.

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Have the newest characters been added to the ship sheet? XD

@Framing A Moose

Not all of them. I'll get on that at some point tonight.

X-MEN: Equilibrium (closed)

Posted, Toasted, burnt to a crisp! Not actually. Well, I actually posted, but I wasn't roasted, nor was I toasted, and I most certainly wasn't burnt to a crisp. But yeah.

X-MEN: Equilibrium (closed)

Bryson Anderson

Interacting with:
Christie @Royzooka
Location: Xavier's Institute Basement

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Bryson listened as Francis gave the group their new teams. Grace, Christie, and their leader, Johnny. He looked around the room, trying to spot his teammates. It only now dawned on him that he didn't actually know who the other three members of his team were. Due to his tardiness, he missed the majority of the introductions, which must have included his teammates.

He sat and waited for a minute, hoping that his teammates would come and find him before too long. Unfortunately, it would appear that he would have to be the one to initiate the first conversation. He glanced once more around the room.

We need to find our teammates, Orion. We're looking for Grace, Christie, and... Jeremy? Is that what he said? Bryson asked the two inside his head. He silently thanked whatever higher power for the ability to talk to others inside his head. He wouldn't have lived past the age of 10 if he weren't able to go to Corvus and Orion for guidance.

"Go ask that old man over there if his name is Jeremy! We're sure that is him." Corvus was able to mentally gesture to a man who he assumed was, well, Jeremy.

"You fool," Orion mentally said to Corvus, "That is the professor. Bryson, we know that he is the professor, and we know who Will and Sophie are. That doesn't leave too many more options for our teammates. The odds of finding one of your teammates are in your favor if you approach one of the females."

Bryson, reassured by Orion's confidence, approached who he assumed was Christie. The girl looked only slightly intimidating, with all the piercings scattered around her face, and the long, silver hair. Nevertheless, Bryson offered his hand.

"Our name's Bryson. We're teammates, I think," he said, already forgetting that he had introduced himself to the group only moments earlier.

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Good luck with the ship names, not to keen on posting with my gmail account in the docs lol.

@Archmage MC

You could just make a new one with a fake name or something. That's what I did.