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Reminds me a lot of Lords of Creation
You still recruiting?

OBLIVION— a linear superhero roleplay

I’m thinking some sort of shifter, alters his body, but things haven’t been to great for him since school. Hit rough times and is probably an unemployed addict.

Depending on how gritty/animated this is supposed to be.

Terrenum: The Great War (Fantasy/Realistic/Dice - Recruiting Applicants)

“Oh lighten up.” Ezlan bellowed louder than necessary, as he turned back from his position at the front of the group where he had been eagerly leading and went to throw a heavy arm over Eomer. Sill not wearing a shirt, a heavy rucksack sat awkwardly over the Careabeans wide shoulders, supported by a leveraging strap held firmly in one hand. In the other he had been slowly emptying his third waterskin. (It was safe to assume it wasn’t water.)
“Let’s just hit the closest farm house and see how things go from there.” His voice carried the casual nonchalance of a man without any worry or forethought.
The cocky arrogance of a man who honestly believed nothing bad could befall him. While the scars running over his bare skin would beg to differ, but for him it was all just a matter of perspective.
“So my good friend, point the way.” He says with a wide smile, reiterating his decision with a firm clap to Eomer’s back, spilling some of the waterskins contents over him in the process.

Eager and excited Ezlan would pick up the pace to go see what and or who might await them. Always keen to have an audience.

OBLIVION— a linear superhero roleplay

I was going pretty basic...

Turning into a monster at will at night and being powerless during the day.

@Durnehviir

Personality/ Background?

OBLIVION— a linear superhero roleplay

So what sort of powers are people thinking of? What kinda level are we at?

Chronicles of Atlas | Medieval Pokemon

@Ambra

Hey, sorry I’m gonna be dropping out of this. Nice concept just not quite the direction I thought it would go. Thanks for your time. All the best.

OBLIVION— a linear superhero roleplay

When/how did we end up with powers and is it unusual or common in this universe?

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Unison

Draken the construct

D R A K E N

Type:
Bestial Humanoid

Appearance:
While not enormous for a construct, Draken resembles a muscular six legged reptile with many sharp spines protruding from its sleek aerodynamic body. While it can comfortably move around on all its legs it is also capable of standing just on its rear two. Each limb ends in a powerful dexterous claw.
It’s natural colour is a motley bluish hue.

Personality:
At first glance Draken is hostile. Predatory by nature. A killing machine that knows of little other. Self assured, confident, he looks down condescendingly on others (especially humans) thinking himself far superior. He can be intimidating and extremely cold. Ruled by little emotion he thinks and moves logically and efficiently with calculated precision. Unless, that is, if his ego is challenged.
Pride his greates sin.



Background:
In the early days he was purpose built for and awoken by an eager ruthless soldier. With pride at its core, the soldiers powerful drive, aspirations and ego gave birth to a formidable and deadly combat construct.
They were a great partnership, deadly, efficient and effective. Instrumental in many missions they quickly rose through the ranks of hierarchy and importance. But to much like his master the construct felt itself more than just another tool in the system to be used and unrecognised, fearing the shadow of the other they both vied for superiority and to be the more worthy of the two.

In the end it was because of these conflicting ego’s and the desire to prove themselves non-reliant of the other, that the soldier found himself in a situation beyond his control. And it was because of these ego’s that his construct wasn’t there to aid him... So, with the rattling echo of a gun shot, in the following silence the construct became unbound and without a master or life-source. Too dedicated and proud to grieve, it carried out the mission alone. In its weakened state it struggled on, only through pure necessity and determination did it learn to draw life force from his unwilling enemies along the way. It soon understood that it didn’t need a bond to survive. Free and self sufficient it had proved itself. All of those old dreams, desires and aspirations finally realised. That long constant pursuit of being a superior being, now proven seemed so frivolous and empty. There was no joy or reward in this final realisation or accomplishment.

Still, his ego and pride let him believe he could carry on this way, but it wasn’t to be. There was no cheerful greeting or parade upon his return, no reward for going above and beyond. Only fearful eyes plotting and whispering behind its back. They truly recognised him as superior now and were all un-admittedly scared to become a fuel source. When learning of his human comrades wishes to force him into a new bond he rejected the idea as much he rejected all them. So naturally there was no other option but to go rogue. They hunted him out into the wilds were eventually after heavy losses they gave up their pursuit. Leaving him to fade back into the nothingness of forgotten time.

Many, many years later, a desperation and cocky confidence drove him out of the wilderness and back to the edge of the civilisation that had castrate and abandoned him. What was supposed to be an easy meal turned into something so much more. Fate had decided to intervene this day.
His old partners lineage had lived on, this was only discovered after destroying the household construct and draining a mother dry in front of her young frightened child. In a brief moments pause to ponder on that familiar nostalgic taste the child’s life was spared. His father, the soldiers son, arriving just in the nick of time. More powerful than his father, at the cost of his own construct, they managed to subdue Draken but not destroy him completely. Instead holding him long enough for him to starve away into that dark, fearful, lonely, oblivion of lifeless nothingness. As the cold dark emptiness slowly consumed him, he was sure that this was the end. Finally as it should have been.

Until....

...A desperate hand was placed onto a lifeless shell, and from it a powerful life force flowed.

More so than powerful it was determined. Determined to do something. Determined to awaken Draken. Determined to make a difference. Determined to protect his family, at any and all costs. Draken awoke to a powerful surge of energy as an unexpected new life flowed into him. It continued to flow like a rushing river smashing through the dams and blockages of time until the construct was fully awake and revived. This generosity was not cheap or without cost, the life force of the host became depleted, its life extinguished. A familiar face was found looking up at him as it grew blank, the last twinkle of awareness fading away right before him. Much older than it was before Draken recognised it as the man that defeated him, in what only seemed like a moment, but was clearly many years ago. In those dying eyes Draken saw the desperation of hope and the willing sacrifice.Behind him a child, now a teen, sat, filled with so much confusion, hate and rage. Overwhelmed by emotion it looked as though he would try attack Draken himself. Understandably too, humans were such emotional creatures and Draken had killed all of this ones family, one way or another. That rage, hate and blame never erupted though. Instead, Draken was propositioned with an offer he couldn’t refuse...

Abilities:
Camouflage: Like a chameleon (only much better) Draken can actively blend himself or any part of his body into his surroundings with amazing accuracy and detail.

Sensory: Draken has superb hunters vision that can stretch across multiple spectrums.

Spines: Not only are these sharp sturdy blade like spikes used defensively but they can also be highly offensive, projecting from his body with great speeds. He also posses some control over them.

Speed: While not the largest construct Draken still possesses amazing physical attributes, none so much as his speed and agility though.

Poison: The spine on his tail is coated in a debilitating toxin that targets the nerves and muscles in the infected area only. He himself is obviously immune to it and can coat other objects with it, to a lesser effect.

Re:Unison

@Ammokkx

The idea was that he never went ‘wild’ just wasn’t happy with the choices to bond with but people wouldn’t accept that.
This kid is his former partners grandson.
And I got tired of the back story so o saved it for the humans but through their conversation the construct realises his former partner did care about him because stories were passed on. He was never trying to be better like Draken thought but was trying to keep up.

I was actually initially basing the idea more off that chameleon thing from monsters inc before I found the predator images. I think the only thing they influenced was it’s vision.
Camouflage was always part of the reptilian soldier concept.

Also the human half was going to be a massive contrast.

But it’s ok, you don’t like my idea 🤷🏼‍♂️ you don’t like my idea,
All the best.

Re:Unison

My construct

D R A K E N

Type:
Bestial Humanoid

Appearance:
While not enormous for a construct, Draken resembles a muscular six legged reptile with many sharp spines protruding from its sleek aerodynamic body. While it can comfortably move around on all its legs it is also capable of standing just on its rear two. Each limb ends in a powerful dexterous claw.
It’s natural colour is a motley bluish hue.

Personality:
At first glance Draken is hostile. Predatory by nature. A killing machine that knows of little other. Self assured, confident, he looks down condescendingly on others (especially humans) thinking himself far superior. He can be intimidating and extremely cold. Ruled by little emotion he thinks and moves logically and efficiently with calculated precision. Unless, that is, if his ego is challenged.
Pride his greates sin.



Background:
In the early days he was purpose built for and awoken by an eager ruthless soldier. With pride at its core, the soldiers powerful drive, aspirations and ego gave birth to a formidable and deadly combat construct.
They were a great partnership, deadly, efficient and effective. Instrumental in many missions they quickly rose through the ranks of hierarchy and importance. But to much like his master the construct felt itself more than just another tool in the system to be used and unrecognised, fearing the shadow of the other they both vied for superiority and to be the more worthy of the two.

In the end it was because of these conflicting ego’s and the desire to prove themselves non-reliant of the other, that the soldier found himself in a situation beyond his control. And it was because of these ego’s that his construct wasn’t there to aid him... So, with the rattling echo of a gun shot, in the following silence the construct became unbound and without a master or life-source. Too dedicated and proud to grieve, it carried out the mission alone. In its weakened state it struggled on, only through pure necessity and determination did it learn to draw life force from his unwilling enemies along the way. It soon understood that it didn’t need a bond to survive. Free and self sufficient it had proved itself. All of those old dreams, desires and aspirations finally realised. That long constant pursuit of being a superior being, now proven seemed so frivolous and empty. There was no joy or reward in this final realisation or accomplishment.

Still, his ego and pride let him believe he could carry on this way, but it wasn’t to be. There was no cheerful greeting or parade upon his return, no reward for going above and beyond. Only fearful eyes plotting and whispering behind its back. They truly recognised him as superior now and were all un-admittedly scared to become a fuel source. When learning of his human comrades wishes to force him into a new bond he rejected the idea as much he rejected all them. So naturally there was no other option but to go rogue. They hunted him out into the wilds were eventually after heavy losses they gave up their pursuit. Leaving him to fade back into the nothingness of forgotten time.

Many, many years later, a desperation and cocky confidence drove him out of the wilderness and back to the edge of the civilisation that had castrate and abandoned him. What was supposed to be an easy meal turned into something so much more. Fate had decided to intervene this day.
His old partners lineage had lived on, this was only discovered after destroying the household construct and draining a mother dry in front of her young frightened child. In a brief moments pause to ponder on that familiar nostalgic taste the child’s life was spared. His father, the soldiers son, arriving just in the nick of time. More powerful than his father, at the cost of his own construct, they managed to subdue Draken but not destroy him completely. Instead holding him long enough for him to starve away into that dark, fearful, lonely, oblivion of lifeless nothingness. As the cold dark emptiness slowly consumed him, he was sure that this was the end. Finally as it should have been.

Until....

...A desperate hand was placed onto a lifeless shell, and from it a powerful life force flowed.

More so than powerful it was determined. Determined to do something. Determined to awaken Draken. Determined to make a difference. Determined to protect his family, at any and all costs. Draken awoke to a powerful surge of energy as an unexpected new life flowed into him. It continued to flow like a rushing river smashing through the dams and blockages of time until the construct was fully awake and revived. This generosity was not cheap or without cost, the life force of the host became depleted, its life extinguished. A familiar face was found looking up at him as it grew blank, the last twinkle of awareness fading away right before him. Much older than it was before Draken recognised it as the man that defeated him, in what only seemed like a moment, but was clearly many years ago. In those dying eyes Draken saw the desperation of hope and the willing sacrifice.Behind him a child, now a teen, sat, filled with so much confusion, hate and rage. Overwhelmed by emotion it looked as though he would try attack Draken himself. Understandably too, humans were such emotional creatures and Draken had killed all of this ones family, one way or another. That rage, hate and blame never erupted though. Instead, Draken was propositioned with an offer he couldn’t refuse...

Abilities:
Camouflage: Like a chameleon (only much better) Draken can actively blend himself or any part of his body into his surroundings with amazing accuracy and detail.

Sensory: Draken has superb hunters vision that can stretch across multiple spectrums.

Spines: Not only are these sharp sturdy blade like spikes used defensively but they can also be highly offensive, projecting from his body with great speeds. He also posses some control over them.

Speed: While not the largest construct Draken still possesses amazing physical attributes, none so much as his speed and agility though.

Poison: The spine on his tail is coated in a debilitating toxin that targets the nerves and muscles in the infected area only. He himself is obviously immune to it and can coat other objects with it, to a lesser effect.