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Villain Name:Mr Gimmick II
Civilian Name: Jake Coulson
Age: 63
Villain Appearance: No singular appearance. Mr Gimmick uses a variety of costumes depending on what theme he has chosen, though for more generic use he has a green power-armor with a red G at the chest.


Power(s): Mr Gimmick is a gadgeteer. His specialty is interchangeability, meaning that one gadget can take on numerous shapes, depending on the theme
I forgot to tag @World Traveler as well. Mine is above Sedjwick's sheet.
Nale the Fate-Seeker

Nale kept eating his food, while observing the happenings at the other tables. The bird-mask kept messaging, until he suddenly released gas of some kind at the guard. Soon enough the other prisoners started taking down the other guards as well.

It was time to act. As the other guards were distracted, Nale took his chance and threw the guard near to him to the ground. But the guard continued moving like he felt no pain. Nale opened the helmet's visor, discovering that there was nothing inside. An animated armor, faking being human through conversation. It was then that he heard the young man's words.

"If only I had my Mercury Dagger! That would take care of these spirits like that! But don't worry, I can keep this one in place until one of you can help me destroy the armor!" Nale notified the other prisoners as he kept grappling the armor. The guard was strong, he had to admit, for someone without a body, but it wasn't the first possessed armor he had faced in his life. It was simply a matter of taking the pieces out one by one and throw them at a distance to prevent or slow down reconstitution. Nale hoped that this armor wasn't one of those that had parts that flew right back after removal.


There we go. Hope you like it.
Nale the Fate-Seeker

Nale wasn't sitting at the table with others. Instead the guards forced him to sit all by himself at a lonely stool, holding his gruel in his lap. It wasn't like the gruel was hot or anything, but it was still rather uncomfortable to shovel it down where he stood.

Nale knew exactly why he was sitting away from the others. Once, he was the greatest hider on Metamundus. No matter the hiding place, once Nale got there he might as well been invisible. But first he needed a hiding place to hide. In an open space, like on this lonely stool, he was always visible. He was also close to a guarding position so that he would always be within sight.

Though, as of late, the guards had become lazier, chatting away with each other when they were supposed to be watching. Nale remembered when he first got here. Back then the guards make cruel japes to Nale about trying to hide from them now. There were no jokes anymore, though. Nale could understand it. It must have been quite boring doing nothing but staring at a lonely guy eating. Not that it mattered much. The guards would notice Nale moving out from his chair before feeding time was over and punish him in whatever way they could come up with.

Ting ting

A noise awakened Nale from his thoughts. He looked around, not seeing anything particular. It was then that he noticed a man, or something he thought was a man, making the noises, intentionally.

The other prisoners seemed to be reacting as well, observing, measuring, messaging. They were preparing to escape. Although Nale couldn't say anything from the distance he was in, he could help. He may not be able to hide, but he could still sneak attack. If the guard was distracted, which he no doubt would be after whatever the other prisoners were planning, Nale would make his move.
Issue fixed.

Sorry I forgot to mention
Nale, after the declaration of joining the mission, noticed the... whatever be being Kosnitch was. He really needed to study him more when the opportunity arose, but first some further introductions.

"Well," Nale started, "I've already told my Hero name, but my full name is Nataniel Molinero. As for my capabilities, My Hero skill, or Arete as it is also called, is hiding. If I can find a hiding spot for myself, I cannot be located, even with magic. Well, I suppose an Ancient can locate me, but those are rare, if not non-existent. But I have other skills besides that. Most of my quests involve fighting and hunting monsters, whether they were Others, Otherborn, Exalted, or just normal humans. I have knowledge of both magic and alchemy, and although High Magic is beyond me, I can use Low Magic in a pinch. I can also cook, hunt and forage, if we end up in the wilds. And then there's my equipment."

Nale took out his bandolier, revealing eight daggers.

"You can't exactly fight openly, if you are skilled in hiding, so I've been trained to use sneak attacks with a dagger. Each of these daggers is either made or coated with a planetary metal. Gold, silver, mercury, copper, iron, tin and lead. In my world, there is No Strength without Weakness, and often that weakness is against one or more planetary metal."

Nale went through all his daggers with his finger, before finally pulling out the last one.

"The eighth dagger is made of steel, and that I use against humans and other mundane creatures."

He put the dagger back to the bandolier and reattached it.

"That is pretty much it"
Interested as well, if there is still room.

By the way, are we tied to the canon subjects. One character I had in mind was a Physical Education teacher, who teaches more than just Quidditch and other broom games. But Magical History is also fine.
@Aerandir Well it seems like I cant stay away :) And you have @Chiro to thanks for that, because after reading that song, I couldnt think about anything else but how badly would Eva want to torture anyone who would dare to sing it :D I have made just some slight adjustments to the sheet to match the templates, but otherwise it is the same as in the original RP.


Glad to have been able to inspire.

And it seems we now have the identity of Blood King's Playmate/Toymaker, and the Dungeon Dark that acts as their playground.
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