Dragonfly 9

The Misfit Crew

Not to rush, but any idea of when we'll be starting?

@Hyyde322

Probably today, if I have something to say about it.

Also, question: Do you guys all want to be on the truck at the time of my first post?

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Oooh-

The Misfit Crew ~ Interest Check

Accepted!

Here's the OOC: https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/189534-the-misfit-crew/ooc

Strange Gospel: A heavily Persona-inspired Urban Fantasy RP interest check

Interested!

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@Hyyde322 Accepted! You can put Audrey in the Character tab now! <33

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Alright! Just give me a minute...

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@Martian @Ordsmed @Angstyrainbow @Daxam

Heyooooooooooo, the OOC is here! You can put all of your CS's into the Character tab now! <33

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The Plot:

Five(or more) strange humans(or non humans) travel around America(and maybe other countries, too?) in a beat up pickup truck, helping people because they just want to and so that they have something to do, usually getting into adventures due to their interference.

That's it. That's the plot.

...

Well, okay, there's more to it than that.

See, in this universe, magic exists, though it's usually used discreetly, and anyone who uses it out in the open is either an outcast, lives far away from general society, or has been kidnapped by/works for the government. Then there's the player characters in this RP, who openly use magic and are hunted by the government for it.

The government hunts individuals like the PCs because of fear and greed more than anything. The people who are in charge of it fear that these magical people will expose its shady practices and maybe even overthrow it, but also see potential in using these people for their own personal gain, and have already kidnapped a whole bunch of magic users and put them to work doing...something. No one outside the government isn't really sure what.

You know Area 66? Yeah, that's where the kidnapped magic users and more probably are.

Oh, and also, technology also exists and is on the same level as it is as real life, with some exceptions being sapient robots and the like. The government mainly interferes with technology as much as they normally do in real life, with the way they handle the exceptions being similar to how they handle magic.

Last thing, I promise: The government usually hides the existence of magic and sapient technology by, ironically enough, using magic to make it seem like people's interactions with it never happened/something more mundane happened instead. One of the magic users who's tasked to do this is a man with the code name Red Herring, who will probably be a NPC in this RP.

Okay, with all that out of the way, let's go onto:

The Notes

• Since this is kinda a sandbox RP(where you have the freedom to go anywhere and do whatever you want within reason), I'll leave where the PCs should go first up to you guys.
• This is also a more character based RP, meaning that the RP will focus on mainly the PCs and their backstories(if that's okay with all of you). The government will be mainly in the background and, at the beginning, will only interfere after you guys are done with one location and ready to go to another one, with Red Herring(and maybe other government officials) always being late to the scene. The government could ramp up its efforts over time, but again, this is a RP which focuses on the characters first.
• If you have any questions, please ask! I'll try to answer as soon as I can.

The Rules:

• No god modding.
• No OP or perfect characters.
• Most of the time, the various NPCs will be controlled by me. You can give me ideas for any NPCs you want to see in this in PMs, though!
• Please be nice to each other OOC. IC arguments are fine, but if you can solve OOC problems in PMs, then solve it in PMs.
• Have fun. I dare you. (xD)

The CS:

((I'm leaving this in here just for people who want to join late.))

"Insert quote here"

Name:
Age:
Gender(or lack thereof):
What Makes You A Misfit?:
Appearance(face claims are allowed, as well as just descriptions):
Personality:
Skills/Abilities:
Powers/Magic:
Backstory(Optional):
RP Sample(Optional; helps me to see a glimpse of how your character acts):

The Misfit Crew ~ Interest Check

Alright! OOC will come soon, then! I'm a bit busy right now, but rest assured, it'll come today!

The Misfit Crew ~ Interest Check

Vincent Ryder

"Show me who needs their ass kicked!"

Name: Vincent Ryder

Age: 27

Gender: Male

What Makes You A Misfit?: Vincent's been in his fair share of trouble with the law. Not only does he not see the sense in hiding his powers, but he also has no qualms about using them in the fights that he "gets sucked into."

Appearance:

WARNING: BIG IMAGE

Vincent stands at about 6'0" with shoulder-length black hair, usually in an unkempt state, steely gray eyes, and a scar that runs diagonally through his eyebrow, narrowly missing the corner of his eye. His has a well-built, toned physique with tattoos that cover his right arm, which glow when he uses his power. His outfit of choice is a black shirt of some kind, usually a t-shirt or sleeveless, jeans, boots, and his trusty overcoat. He also carries compressed lumps of steel in his pockets so he always has raw material on hand.

Personality: Vincent isn't a total idiot, but he isn't exactly the brightest crayon in the toolshed, either. He's also a bit of a hothead and enjoys a good fight a little more than he probably should, figuring most problems can usually be solved with a good punch and if not, then it's not a problem worth solving most of the time. That said, he's quick to trust, to his detriment and benefit, and if he considers someone a friend, he has their back for life.

Skills/Abilities: To see him and hear him talk, one may not initially think that he's not only rather decent in the kitchen, but that it's one of the few passions he has aside from fighting. He's also a halfway decent mechanic, his primary magic making it easy for him to create the parts and tools he needs.

Powers/Magic: Vincent's main ability is two fold, one part being a form of ferrokinesis, the manipulation of metal. Specifically, he can alter and shape iron, creating a wide assortment of items with the only limits being his imagination and supply of raw materials. The second half of his main power is the manipulation of raw carbon, capable of drawing it out of the carbon dioxide in the air or even manipulating the structure of the carbon within his own body, giving him ability of creating a kind of dermal armor for himself. While he has an instinctive knowledge of how his power works, explaining it is an entirely different story.

Being an avid brawler, he had figured that just having one tool, despite it being a multi-tool of sorts, in his arsenal wouldn't cut it, so he found a tutor in an underground fighting coach to teach him his secondary magic: strength enhancement. While he isn't able to throw cars like his mentor could, he can easily flip them for cover or, say, push a truck by himself should it ever break down.

Backstory: Vincent and his twin brother, Isaac, were born to the Ryders, a family that prided themselves on their blacksmithing ability in times of old, thanks to their unique brand of magic passed down through the generations. Even when the government began cracking down on magic users, the Ryders continued their business, though they had to keep the more magical aspects hidden from prying eyes. Despite the danger, Vincent and Isaac's parents kept the tradition going by teaching both of their sons their magic. This not only involved traditional book learning, but due to the fine control the magic required, the boys had their right arms tattooed in special ink just like the rest of their family. The tattoos act as a focus for their magic, giving them greater control over the molecules they would be working with.

Then one day, when the brothers were young teens, the government raided the Ryder home after receiving an anonymous tip. The Ryders fought back with everything they had, but were no match for the organization and numbers the government had on their side. Vincent and Isaac had fled at their mother's behest, but they didn't get far before they were ambushed by government agents. The twins tried to fight back, but they were no match for their attackers. Isaac, having been more skilled with their family's magic than Vincent, held off the agents while Vincent, at his brother's urging, ran into the woods. To this day, he doesn't know if Isaac died that night or if he was still locked up in Area 66.

Ever since then, he had been on his own, living off of whatever jobs he could get, whether it be working in a kitchen, an autobody shop, or fighting for prize money in an underground tournament. He never stayed in one spot for long and always kept on the move.

RP Sample: helps me to see a glimpse of how your character acts): The sun had set long ago, yet Vincent walked down the street, whistling jovially to himself. He had just won another tournament and, after he got some food and paid for a motel room, he had a little money left over. He remembered a comic shop he had seen earlier that day, a rare one that claimed to be open 24/7, and figured he could get some reading material before he hit the road again. Wonder where I should go, next? he wondered to himself. Maybe south? I suppose I could head out west, though. I've always wanted to be a cowboy!

Just then, he heard a siren wail in the distance and instinctively ducked into a dark alley. He waited in the shadows for a few minutes as he listened. Normally, he wouldn't bother hiding, but he wanted to get those comics before he had to run again. When he heard the sirens fade, he let out a sigh of relief and started to step out of the alley, only to hear yelling behind him. He looked over his shoulder to see a pair of men, one pressed against the wall as the other aimed a gun at his head. He turned away and briefly thought about walking away before he let out a sigh and turned around. "Hey, buddy," he called as he casually strolled up to the men. "Not very neighborly to hold someone up at gunpoint, is it?"

The gunman whipped around toward Vincent, his eyes wide and his gun shaking in his hand. "D-don't come any closer!"

Vincent stopped and cocked his head, as if thinking, then resumed walking as he replied, "Well, I've gotta come closer. People are sleeping and I don't wanna yell."

The man steadied his gun with his other hand and yelled, "I'm not fucking joking, man, stop! I'll shoot, I swear!"

At this, Vincent couldn't help but grin. "In that case, wouldn't you want me to get closer? It'll give you an easier shot."

The gunman started to see red. This guy wasn't just trying to call his bluff, he was openly mocking him. Not only was he keeping him from an easy score, but he was making him feel like a fool! Before he knew what he was doing, the man pulled the trigger.

Vincent's head rocked back as the bullet slammed into his forehead. The gunman, who had truly never shot anyone before, looked on in horror as the energy from the bullet pushed him backward. This was it. He was going to go to jail, all because he was trying to make a quick buck. The man had turned around to run away, but heard the sound that made his blood run cold: a quiet chuckle. He slowly turned back to find Vincent still standing there, only he was slumped forward, this time, still chuckling. The horror of going to prison was replaced with an entirely new sense of fear as Vincent slowly raised his head, still grinning as the squashed bullet fell harmlessly from his forehead. A muted glow shown through the sleeve of his overcoat and there was just enough light in the alleyway for the gunman to see that the upper part of Vincent's face was covered in what looked like a black shell.

"Wanna try again?"

The gunman dropped his weapon and ran screaming, ironically for the police, his would-be victim running right next to him. Immediately, Vincent began to hear more sirens, growing louder this time. He sighed as his carbon armor vanished. "Well, shit," he muttered. "Guess I won't be getting those comics, after all." With that, he turned on his heel and ran.

@Daxam

It's alright! Also, accepted!

So, do you guys want the OOC now, or...