Gardevoiran

The Narrow Path

"Nah, y'should be fine showin' that. It's a little rare, but not unheard of." Stride answered your question about your arm before grabbing his red sword from the table he was sitting at. "And there's not too much to explain, really. I did work for Yashar ages 'n ages ago, and they were some a'the people I worked alongside." Stride stepped over to you and Eve, glancing down at the goblin that was nearby. "Wanna bring 'im with us? Might be useful if his magic can raise walls and such."

Digbie raised an eyebrow before clambering to his feet, looking at Stride and you with a tilted head. "I'd be glad to come with if you need me, a-as long as we don't fight anyone and kill them..."

Tower of Fable

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"Ah, hello Kitten. I'm Akiko." Akiko smiled softly towards the almost childlike catgirl. It was there that she started to talk about something called Deepground, something Akiko had never heard about. HUDs were only slightly familiar to the bard, but something called Deepground was completely foreign to Akiko. "I'm kind of the party's bard, right here. We're scaling the tower, and I'm on my own personal quest. If you don't mind, you could be... hm...?" It was at about that time another girl had appeared to join the cast of characters, calling herself Lin.

"Ah yes, another girl to add to his growing harem." Akiko snarked as she pointed towards the boy, realizing then that he still hadn't told the party his name. "You still have yet to introduce yourself to anyone, by the way." She let that hang in the air before looking back down at Smitten Kitten, extending a hand to her. "Care to hang out with me for a while? I promise I won't bite~." Akiko said with a trusting smile, one that could definitely do no wrong, though her eyes looked into Smitten Kitten with a mischievous glare.*

Regardless if Kitten took it, 'Touka' would start to explain the mechanics of a Serei to the group, followed up by a newcomer named Cait, though she probably wouldn't join the party as they continued trying to ascend up the Tower. So Serei were just fabrications of summons? Interesting indeed, though Akiko wondered if they had another purpose. Might be a good question to ask Cait and Touka before everyone got too comfortable.

"Is that all Serei's do? Not that I don't like the nekomata here, she's quite cute, but I'm just curious for the rest of the party's sake." Akiko inquired, grabbing her potion and uncorking it to get a quick whiff of the contents.

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* gonna mark times I use Critical Past with a red underline.

Capes of Samekh - A Post-Worm RP

"I'm not a kid anymore! I've got a few years under my belt this time!"

The Return of Best Enby

_♦Bio

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♦ Name: Kendall Banks
♦ Age: 24
♦ Loyalty: The Exiled
♦ Appearance: Kendall's a lean woman (though they don't feel like such), standing at 5'3" and weighing around 110 pounds, though they don't boast anything at all to sway the presentation in their favor. Normally, they're decorated with shoulder-length, almost pink, hair, though it can become longer and shorter depending on how Kendall feels and if they need to work into a disguise or not. The entire right side of their face had been scarred to hell, disfigured, and somewhat repulsive at a first glance, with their eye and ear both missing.

In costume, Mastar's outfit is a short-sleeved unitard, similar in color to her tar, and a mask with a single large golden eye over the left side of their face. The outfit is intended to have a lot of skin show so Mastar can easily bombard someone with tar quickly and efficiently, and it's to be noted that Mastar's outfit is constructed of mostly tar and skin. The only fabric or other material in the suit covers up her most vital of parts, as the tar effectively covers the rest of her body fairly easily.

To be determined in the future

pervert

♦ History:

Capes of Denver

Kendall Banks started their life out as a single child to a pair of very busy parents, both of who loved Kendall but just weren't around enough to make them feel the love. After Kendall could be independent for themself, they did a lot on their own around the house, like cooking, cleaning, and the standard homemaker duties. The kid rarely missed class, but one day back in 2005 they got hellaciously sick, and was told by their parents to stay home from school in order to spend the day trying to overcome the sickness. Their mom gave them all the medicine they needed in the morning before they left for work. There was a big flaw in the plan that Kendall's mom had, and it was how Kendall had nothing on their stomach that morning as the sickness just made their appetite disappear, pretty much.

From there on, the day slowly devolved into chaos and disorder. Their temperature kept rising past worrysome levels, their entire body was paler than milk, and they had the sinking feeling of nausea riding in their gut the entire day until they couldn't take it anymore. Kendall slogged herself out of their bed and onto the floor before dragging themself down the hall to their bathroom, crawling up against the bathtub, and just hurling as much bile as they could into their bathtub. Eventually, bile stopped coming out, but they still kept vomiting and vomiting up a sticky black substance that they were unfamiliar with. Thus, the birth of Mastar came about.

For a few months after, Kendall worked with her best friend Ryan to create the persona Mastar, withwhich she fought crime as an independent hero and vigilante. For a while, they remained unrecognized by the public and Protectorate, until a faithful charity event held in Denver where a local gang interrupted to shake things up. It was that day when one of the strongest heroes in Denver, Inkscape, had expressed his upset that Mastar wasn't a proper hero for the Protectorate. Kendall later returned home and, after a bit of heart to heart with their mom, the fourteen year old was finally allowed by their parents to enlist under the Wards program as Mastar.

Then a few weeks passed before Behemoth attacked the city of Denver. Thousands upon thousands of people died that day, with a fair amount of those being various parahumans from all sides of the law. Despite the numbers, the Wards had managed to survive without any casualties, but Mastar was the worst one affected by the attack, being sent into a nine day coma after being crushed under rubble while their parents slowly lost their lives in the hospital within the same week. The attack left Kendall scarred massively along the side of their face, with their entire right eye and ear missing with no hope of regrowth.

(That's the current in CoD as of writing this history. It may be updated in the future.)

Post CoD, Pre GM

Kendall stuck around in the PRT, eventually graduating from the Wards and becoming a full hero. Somewhere along the lines, Ana and L split from the PRT entirely and took up a bad reputation. Kendall wanted to join them, but reluctantly stayed at the PRT to take over their role of training new Wards up and helping them figure out their powers and such. They had fun for the majority of it, and loved helping out when they could as Mastar.

Eventually, things looked up for them. They even found a boyfriend. Life was coming up a lot better than it had seemed before. Surely there was no way that anything could go wrong now, right?

Post GM

Everyone that Kendall knew wasn't around after they found themself rising from the wreckage of a building. Everything just went by so fast, and things started to go south very quickly. As far as they knew, they were one of the last few people in Denver, somehow, and they slogged their way out of the wreckage and started to find their way to safety and security.

The trip to Samekh and Serstol wasn't fun. There was a lot of issues with the migration progress, from the loss of a lot of important documents to some really rude associates Kendall had to deal with. Thankfully, they were cleared within a long, but still reasonable time, and successfully immigrated onto Earth Samekh within a short while after that (though it was still a bit of a wait). Later they found themself in Earth Samekh, smack in the city of Serstol, and when they saw a familiar face of an older friend walking away from an orphanage one day, they just couldn't contain themself and ran towards them in joy.

Since then, Kendall's been helping out on the farm that Anastasia maintains, offering their services as a farmhand and friend in exchange for a place to stay and feel welcome. They also do some crime fighting with Arson and Manifold, though they're a bit less brutal than the other two are and have maintained a better reputation as a result.

_{[ ♦ ] Personality}

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♦ Motivation: What was originally fortune and glory has now changed. Now they just want to rebuild the future that they hoped to see in the past, and hopefully one without as much corruption and general dickery in a superhero organization.

♦ Derangement: Kendall attaches to people very easily, and will go on loving that person unconditionally for upwards of years at a time. The bonds can be broken, though, through an event that's so unfavorable and abhorrent to Kendall that they absolutely break and change feelings from a friend to a mortal enemy with almost no hopes of reparations.

Kendall also suffers from cyclic vomiting syndrome, throwing up tar instead of bile. It used to be very prevalent for a long time, but it has since died down and become a more rare occurrance if anything.

_{[ ♦ ] Parahumanism}

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♦ Skills: Cooking, drinking bottles of water, painting, playing video games, cleaning for non-combat skills. As for combat, Kendall knows their fair share of fistfighting in addition to being able to hold and fire a gun (and they're much more accurate than they once were).

♦ Classification: Breaker | Changer sub (Master | Shaker | Blaster)
♦ Mechanics: Cape can transform into a state of living tar, fully or partially, giving them all the qualities of tar as well as the ability to generate more tar to increase their mass and size up to three times their normal body weight. Injestion of the tar by an individual leads to the motor control of the individual being arrested by the cape, withwhich they have total control for a short while until the individual regurgitates the tar back out of their system. If a victim's limb or appendage is covered in tar to a large extent (around 70% covered), then the appendage has its control arrested, though the victim is able to resist it.

Cape automatically begins to generate lost tar after thirty minutes if their normal body weight is not all accounted for. Additionally, Cape cannot generate more tar than one half of an imperial ton (1,000lb) in tar under an hour. Doing so is overtaxing to the Cape and will result in them being unable to generate any more tar until they can get proper break, though usually a three-hour long nap is enough to refresh them.
♦ Equipment:

ITEM: Communicator - Used to chat with Ana and Elle when they're out and about, and small enough to easily work it's way into the altered form.

Tower of Fable

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"Grrgh! Son of a bitch!" Akiko shouted as she clutched her head tightly. The last five seconds were hell on her, but they would be short lived as she saw the black hole form on the battlefield. Her immediate reaction was to get up and run, but she soon found that it was futile, her body being lifted off the ground and pulled back into the dark hole behind her, everything becoming black as they faded away into obscurity, if only for a little while.

Once they awoke, they found something interesting that they hadn't possessed before, which was a card labeled "Smitten Kitten". Akiko didn't know what to first acknowledge between the tavern the party was in and the card she was holding. She chose the former, though she really didn't have much to say. It was a tavern, with barrels of alcohol and barstools against the counter. It was weird to go from a battlefield to this place, but outside of that it just seemed oddly normal. This must be one of those "Safe Rooms" she heard about in the games her colleague played in her spare time. Maybe she could tend to the headache she had now.

Now, onto the more pressing matter, with the card over there in Umi's hand summoning a whole other girl to the game, one of whom Kanbaru seemed to have a fond interest in, calling her 'Touka' and hinting at a club they were both in. So these cards hold some form of spirit of a specific person or... thing. Akiko was very confused why this catgirl, was on her card. She could've sworn this was on a pillow somewhere in a mall she visited once. Regardless, Akiko rubbed her head and held her own card out, trying to summon forth what the Smitten Kitten had to offer. Maybe this would be the first of the order of Knights she wished to have? Solo Player didn't really hint at that, but who knows?

"Let's see what my card holds..."

A few seconds passed with nothing happening, then the card began to glow.

Capes of Samekh - A Post-Worm RP

"I'm not a kid anymore! I've got a few years under my belt this time!"

The Return of Best Enby

_♦Bio

---

♦ Name: Kendall Banks
♦ Age: 25
♦ Loyalty: The Exiled
♦ Appearance: Kendall's a lean woman (though they don't feel like such), standing at 5'3" and weighing around 110 pounds, though they don't boast anything at all to sway the presentation in their favor. Normally, they're decorated with shoulder-length, almost pink, hair, though it can become longer and shorter depending on how Kendall feels and if they need to work into a disguise or not. The entire right side of their face had been scarred to hell, disfigured, and somewhat repulsive at a first glance, with their eye and ear both missing.

In costume, Mastar's outfit is a short-sleeved unitard, similar in color to her tar, and a mask with a single large golden eye over the left side of their face. The outfit is intended to have a lot of skin show so Mastar can easily bombard someone with tar quickly and efficiently, and it's to be noted that Mastar's outfit is constructed of mostly tar and skin. The only fabric or other material in the suit covers up her most vital of parts, as the tar effectively covers the rest of her body fairly easily.

To be determined in the future

pervert

♦ History:

Capes of Denver

Kendall Banks started their life out as a single child to a pair of very busy parents, both of who loved Kendall but just weren't around enough to make them feel the love. After Kendall could be independent for themself, they did a lot on their own around the house, like cooking, cleaning, and the standard homemaker duties. The kid rarely missed class, but one day back in 2005 they got hellaciously sick, and was told by their parents to stay home from school in order to spend the day trying to overcome the sickness. Their mom gave them all the medicine they needed in the morning before they left for work. There was a big flaw in the plan that Kendall's mom had, and it was how Kendall had nothing on their stomach that morning as the sickness just made their appetite disappear, pretty much.

From there on, the day slowly devolved into chaos and disorder. Their temperature kept rising past worrysome levels, their entire body was paler than milk, and they had the sinking feeling of nausea riding in their gut the entire day until they couldn't take it anymore. Kendall slogged herself out of their bed and onto the floor before dragging themself down the hall to their bathroom, crawling up against the bathtub, and just hurling as much bile as they could into their bathtub. Eventually, bile stopped coming out, but they still kept vomiting and vomiting up a sticky black substance that they were unfamiliar with. Thus, the birth of Mastar came about.

For a few months after, Kendall worked with her best friend Ryan to create the persona Mastar, withwhich she fought crime as an independent hero and vigilante. For a while, they remained unrecognized by the public and Protectorate, until a faithful charity event held in Denver where a local gang interrupted to shake things up. It was that day when one of the strongest heroes in Denver, Inkscape, had expressed his upset that Mastar wasn't a proper hero for the Protectorate. Kendall later returned home and, after a bit of heart to heart with their mom, the fourteen year old was finally allowed by their parents to enlist under the Wards program as Mastar.

Then a few weeks passed before Behemoth attacked the city of Denver. Thousands upon thousands of people died that day, with a fair amount of those being various parahumans from all sides of the law. Despite the numbers, the Wards had managed to survive without any casualties, but Mastar was the worst one affected by the attack, being sent into a nine day coma after being crushed under rubble while their parents slowly lost their lives in the hospital within the same week. The attack left Kendall scarred massively along the side of their face, with their entire right eye and ear missing with no hope of regrowth.

(That's the current in CoD as of writing this history. It may be updated in the future.)

Post CoD, Pre GM

Kendall stuck around in the PRT, eventually graduating from the Wards and becoming a full hero. Somewhere along the lines, Ana and L split from the PRT entirely and took up a bad reputation. Kendall wanted to join them, but reluctantly stayed at the PRT to take over their role of training new Wards up and helping them figure out their powers and such. They had fun for the majority of it, and loved helping out when they could as Mastar.

Eventually, things looked up for them. They even found a boyfriend. Life was coming up a lot better than it had seemed before. Surely there was no way that anything could go wrong now, right?

Post GM

Everyone that Kendall knew wasn't around after they found themself rising from the wreckage of a building. Everything just went by so fast, and things started to go south very quickly. As far as they knew, they were one of the last few people in Denver, somehow, and they slogged their way out of the wreckage and started to find their way to safety and security.

The trip to Samekh and Serstol wasn't fun. There was a lot of issues with the migration progress, from the loss of a lot of important documents to some really rude associates Kendall had to deal with. Thankfully, they were cleared within a long, but still reasonable time, and successfully immigrated onto Earth Samekh within a short while after that (though it was still a bit of a wait). Later they found themself in Earth Samekh, smack in the city of Serstol, and when they saw a familiar face of an older friend walking away from an orphanage one day, they just couldn't contain themself and ran towards them in joy.

Since then, Kendall's been helping out on the farm that Anastasia maintains, offering their services as a farmhand and friend in exchange for a place to stay and feel welcome. They also do some crime fighting with Arson and Manifold, though they're a bit less brutal than the other two are and have maintained a better reputation as a result.

_{[ ♦ ] Personality}

---

♦ Motivation: What was originally fortune and glory has now changed. Now they just want to rebuild the future that they hoped to see in the past, and hopefully one without as much corruption and general dickery in a superhero organization.

♦ Derangement: Kendall attaches to people very easily, and will go on loving that person unconditionally for upwards of years at a time. The bonds can be broken, though, through an event that's so unfavorable and abhorrent to Kendall that they absolutely break and change feelings from a friend to a mortal enemy with almost no hopes of reparations.

Kendall also suffers from cyclic vomiting syndrome, throwing up tar instead of bile. It used to be very prevalent for a long time, but it has since died down and become a more rare occurrance if anything.

_{[ ♦ ] Parahumanism}

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♦ Skills: Cooking, drinking bottles of water, painting, playing video games, cleaning for non-combat skills. As for combat, Kendall knows their fair share of fistfighting in addition to being able to hold and fire a gun (and they're much more accurate than they once were).

♦ Classification: Breaker | Changer sub (Master | Shaker | Blaster)
♦ Mechanics: Cape can transform into a state of living tar, fully or partially, giving them all the qualities of tar as well as the ability to generate more tar to increase their mass and size up to three times their normal body weight. Injestion of the tar by an individual leads to the motor control of the individual being arrested by the cape, withwhich they have total control for a short while until the individual regurgitates the tar back out of their system. If a victim's limb or appendage is covered in tar to a large extent (around 70% covered), then the appendage has its control arrested, though the victim is able to resist it.

Cape automatically begins to generate lost tar after thirty minutes if their normal body weight is not all accounted for. Additionally, Cape cannot generate more tar than one half of an imperial ton (1,000lb) in tar under an hour. Doing so is overtaxing to the Cape and will result in them being unable to generate any more tar until they can get proper break, though usually a three-hour long nap is enough to refresh them.
♦ Equipment:

ITEM: Communicator - Used to chat with Ana and Elle when they're out and about, and small enough to easily work it's way into the altered form.

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Ready to be judged accordingly and edited as a result!

Worlds of Disney

The (Overdue) Pumpkin King!

Jack sat in the shadows atop the tavern's roof, listening to the merry music down below underneath him with a little glee. Before he knew it, he found himself humming along to the tune softly while awaiting the news from the others. He would've departed with a merry farewell as they went in, but he figured that if anyone saw him that'd be a quick ticket to getting arrested, which is certainly something that Jack didn't need to happen, as he'd probably give some people a heart attack before he went in.

So, he waited, looking up at the moon to gaze upon the luster he saw. Despite him not being in Halloween Town, he swore it was almost like he never left the place. The moon was the same wherever you saw it, whether it was here or in Halloween Town, so seeing something strikingly familiar to him was a nice change of pace, even if it wouldn't be for long.

He hoped he could find Sally soon so they didn't have to worry much longer about her.

Capes of Samekh - A Post-Worm RP

"Glitches are fun, let's see if I get any more."

Kept ya waitin, huh?

_{[ ♦ ] Bio}

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♦ Name: Charlotte Dunning
♦ Age: 19
♦ Loyalty: Independent Hero
♦ Appearance: Charlotte is a slightly stockier girl, armed to the teeth with freckles all over her face and standing around 5'6. She's not much to look at, outside of her outwardly ragamuffin appearance and plentifully curly caramel hair, though one could describe it as cute for the majority of the time. Normally, she wears a pair of your standard nerd glasses that bring out her grayish blue eyes.

In her breaker form (which works as its own outfit), she's decorated in a colorful form made entirely of soft blue and pink light, carrying with it it's own glow that doesn't illuminate any surface. Her breaker form also has various spots of radio static on the form, as well as a few green glitches forming along it.

To be added soon.

Snooper :<

♦ History:

Insert Comedic Vaporwave Joke

Charlotte Dunning was a bit of a quiet kid when things started in her early schooling days. She didn't particularly stand out against the crowds of her classmates, but she wasn't ever unable to make friends. They were just few and far in between, though one person always stayed her friend throughout all of her schooling years. He was named Chad Bradley, and he quickly became the closest friend that Charlotte had ever had.

The two did everything together, whether it was watching a scary movie, planning a surprise party, or even if it was just hanging out. They were an inseparable bond that some had tried to break when it came down to the occasional clingy boyfriend, but it was inevitable that their efforts were unsuccessful to the highest degree. The two were a testament to unending friendship, and such persisted when Golden Morning happened. Heck, you could argue they got closer as they started living together, since the only people left in the family were Charlotte's sister and herself, and Chad had nobody in his own anymore.

-------(Copy Pasting Trigger Event)-------

One day, your friend brought up how cool it would be to be like those heroes from years ago, with superpowers and everything. You stated a distaste for the idea, quoting that the rumored hell that they would have had to go through to get the powers wasn't worth it.

Things changed when your friend told you that he was gonna try and get powers then by running up to the villains publically attacking and trying to stop them. The shriek of anger and concern for your friend is still burned in your memory as you helplessly watched him be killed by a blast of light from one of the villains. You could feel your heart sink to your feet knowing that he wasn't getting back up, and the guy you knew as an effective brother was dead on the ground in front of you. What made matters worse, your shouting gave away your position, and you saw the boots of his killer stop right in front of you.

Unsure whether you want to be angry at him for trying, sad that he's gone, or scared that you're about to see him again, you find yourself receiving the very thing you didn't want...

-------(History Resumes From Here)-------

The villain could hardly figure out anything before his ass smashed into the concrete beneath him, a hero made of pink and blue colors appearing in front of his face. Of course, he attempted to retaliate, but as he brought his arms up to shoot at the new parahuman, his face started to burn up as he was smacked with a beam of light, leaving a scalding burn all over his cheek. His goons could hardly make a move as they all began to succumb to the same fate, being knocked out from an overabundance of pain. As the authorities started to show up, Charlotte had fled the scene, unsure how they would react to a new parahuman in the scene of a K.O'd gang.

When she got home, she finally figured out how to exit her hardlight form, and once she did she felt a wave of immense satisfaction. She was still crushed and broken from the events that transpired earlier, but she felt that, if Chad was around, he'd be patting her on the back and saying she did good that day. Frankly, that's what had mattered in the end.

Despite Charlotte not wanting to have the powers originally, she took up the name Aesthetic, using that for her cape persona. Sure, she doesn't necessarily like to fight, but if she can help make the world a better place for others so some people don't end up like Chad, then she'll gladly duke things out.

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_{[ ♦ ] Personality}

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♦ Motivation: Be the best hero you can be, for you and him.

♦ Derangement: Charlotte's not a stranger to bouts of depression and anxiety, but they occur much more frequently in her after she's done something that she'd say Chad wouldn't approve of morally, as that reflects onto her mental state.

_{[ ♦ ]
Parahumanism}

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♦ Skills: Charlotte's a pretty good musician, solid with video games, has fairly good skills with Photoshop, and is a fairly decent writer. On top of that, she was a blue belt in karate, but that's about it with her skills that could be useful.

♦ Classification: Breaker sub Striker | Blaster | Trump
♦ Mechanics: Cape can enter a hard-light breaker state at any time, upon which their entire body becomes illuminated (though, does not give off any ambient light).

In this state, the cape takes on Striker qualities, with the cape's punches dealing incredible amounts of damage (as you're pretty much being punched by a laser) while leaving what is effectively smoldering burns in it's wake. Cape also possesses Blaster qualities in this state, with the cape's appendages being able to stretch to upwards of 15 meters, wherewhich they can deal the same general type of damage. The cape has Trump qualities, making the previous two applications of powers the most basic forms of the variety of powers the cape possesses. All powers revolve around making contact with a hardlight appendage, though the method can change, ranging from a very small, but very long range dartlike strike, to a charge attack that knocks the cape out of their breaker state. (Typed list of applications can be provided, though it would not be complete for a while as more ideas would come up over time.)

Upon leaving the breaker state, the civilian appearance of the cape is not directly changed, though their concept of their own self worth is either heightened or decreased in response to them and their Shard's belief on whether their actions were morally good or not, affecting the conscience of the Cape as a result. The cape's breaker state changes in appearance to reflect this change, with more glitches appearing on their body the worse they're feeling.

♦ Equipment: As for goodies, Charlotte has none that are of much note when she's Aesthetic. She carries fairly mundane items as herself, though.

ITEM: n/a

ITEM: n/a

The Narrow Path

(Wow I thought I posted here earlier. Apologies for that and for me not sticking super well to the 3 day thing I had.)

"Good, I was getting worried about you." Eve hugged you a little longer before she remembered something. "Oh shoot, uh, there are some bad guys in town that I think are looking for you and Westley."

Stride's head raised from his table as he got up and walked over to you guys. "Wait, him and me? What'd they look like?"

"I was flying overhead, so I could only get a few details, but they were a big orc, packrat goblin, and... uh... a really big skeleton, I think? He was cloaked, but I saw his bony hands."

"Grox, Bob, and that fucker, shit. Yashar didn't spare any efforts after I went rogue." Stride rummaged through his bag as he pulled out a small box emblazoned with a small marking of the moon and a grey cloak, giving both to you. "If you're going into town, wear these. I'll try and distract the mercs looking for us in case you get into trouble."

Capes of Samekh - A Post-Worm RP

"Glitches are fun, let's see if I get any more."

Kept ya waitin, huh?

_{[ ♦ ] Bio}

---

♦ Name: Charlotte Dunning
♦ Age: 19
♦ Loyalty: Independent Hero
♦ Appearance: Charlotte is a slightly stockier girl, armed to the teeth with freckles all over her face and standing around 5'6. She's not much to look at, outside of her outwardly ragamuffin appearance and plentifully curly caramel hair, though one could describe it as cute for the majority of the time. Normally, she wears a pair of your standard nerd glasses that bring out her grayish blue eyes.

In her breaker form (which works as its own outfit), she's decorated in a colorful form made entirely of soft blue and pink light, carrying with it it's own glow that doesn't illuminate any surface. Her breaker form also has various spots of radio static on the form, as well as a few green glitches forming along it.

To be added soon.

Snooper :<

♦ History:

Insert Comedic Vaporwave Joke

Charlotte Dunning was a bit of a quiet kid when things started in her early schooling days. She didn't particularly stand out against the crowds of her classmates, but she wasn't ever unable to make friends. They were just few and far in between, though one person always stayed her friend throughout all of her schooling years. He was named Chad Bradley, and he quickly became the closest friend that Charlotte had ever had.

The two did everything together, whether it was watching a scary movie, planning a surprise party, or even if it was just hanging out. They were an inseparable bond that some had tried to break when it came down to the occasional clingy boyfriend, but it was inevitable that their efforts were unsuccessful to the highest degree. The two were a testament to unending friendship, and such persisted when Golden Morning happened. Heck, you could argue they got closer as they started living together, since the only people left in the family were Charlotte's sister and herself, and Chad had nobody in his own anymore.

-------(Copy Pasting Trigger Event)-------

One day, your friend brought up how cool it would be to be like those heroes from years ago, with superpowers and everything. You stated a distaste for the idea, quoting that the rumored hell that they would have had to go through to get the powers wasn't worth it.

Things changed when your friend told you that he was gonna try and get powers then by running up to the villains publically attacking and trying to stop them. The shriek of anger and concern for your friend is still burned in your memory as you helplessly watched him be killed by a blast of light from one of the villains. You could feel your heart sink to your feet knowing that he wasn't getting back up, and the guy you knew as an effective brother was dead on the ground in front of you. What made matters worse, your shouting gave away your position, and you saw the boots of his killer stop right in front of you.

Unsure whether you want to be angry at him for trying, sad that he's gone, or scared that you're about to see him again, you find yourself receiving the very thing you didn't want...

-------(History Resumes From Here)-------

The villain could hardly figure out anything before his ass smashed into the concrete beneath him, a hero made of pink and blue colors appearing in front of his face. Of course, he attempted to retaliate, but as he brought his arms up to shoot at the new parahuman, his face started to burn up as he was smacked with a beam of light, leaving a scalding burn all over his cheek. His goons could hardly make a move as they all began to succumb to the same fate, being knocked out from an overabundance of pain. As the authorities started to show up, Charlotte had fled the scene, unsure how they would react to a new parahuman in the scene of a K.O'd gang.

When she got home, she finally figured out how to exit her hardlight form, and once she did she felt a wave of immense satisfaction. She was still crushed and broken from the events that transpired earlier, but she felt that, if Chad was around, he'd be patting her on the back and saying she did good that day. Frankly, that's what had mattered in the end.

Despite Charlotte not wanting to have the powers originally, she took up the name Aesthetic, using that for her cape persona. Sure, she doesn't necessarily like to fight, but if she can help make the world a better place for others so some people don't end up like Chad, then she'll gladly duke things out.

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_{[ ♦ ] Personality}

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♦ Motivation: Be the best hero you can be, for you and him.

♦ Derangement: Charlotte's not a stranger to bouts of depression and anxiety, but they occur much more frequently in her after she's done something that she'd say Chad wouldn't approve of morally, as that reflects onto her mental state.

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Parahumanism}

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♦ Skills: Charlotte's a pretty good musician, solid with video games, has fairly good skills with Photoshop, and is a fairly decent writer. On top of that, she was a blue belt in karate, but that's about it with her skills that could be useful.

♦ Classification: The GM will tell you what to put here after you power has been reviewed/approved.
♦ Mechanics: Cape can enter a hard-light breaker state at any time, upon which their entire body becomes illuminated (though, does not give off any ambient light).

In this state, the cape takes on Striker qualities, with the cape's punches dealing incredible amounts of damage (as you're pretty much being punched by a laser) while leaving what is effectively smoldering burns in it's wake. Cape also possesses Blaster qualities in this state, with the cape's appendages being able to stretch to upwards of 15 meters, wherewhich they can deal the same general type of damage. The cape has Trump qualities, making the previous two applications of powers the most basic forms of the variety of powers the cape possesses. All powers revolve around making contact with a hardlight appendage, though the method can change, ranging from a very small, but very long range dartlike strike, to a charge attack that knocks the cape out of their breaker state. (Typed list of applications can be provided, though it would not be complete for a while as more ideas would come up over time.)

Upon leaving the breaker state, the civilian appearance of the cape is not directly changed, though their concept of their own self worth is either heightened or decreased in response to them and their Shard's belief on whether their actions were morally good or not, affecting the conscience of the Cape as a result. The cape's breaker state changes in appearance to reflect this change, with more glitches appearing on their body the worse they're feeling.

♦ Equipment: As for goodies, Charlotte has none that are of much note when she's Aesthetic. She carries fairly mundane items as herself, though.

ITEM: n/a

ITEM: n/a

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edit - Changed the breaker exit deets.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

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"Oh gosh, Torrent!" Digbie exclaimed as he rushed over closer to her. The stream was still in the way, but it was rather gentle. Digbie cautiously waded through it before getting back onto shore and rushing towards Torrent, preparing a spell to cast for once he arrived. As he prepared, he started to chant to himself, using {Spell Chant} in tandem with {Sacred Ground} to get some healing done for Torrent.

"Ground underneath me,
please provide us with your grace
so we may heal wounds."

If that worked out, Digbie would talk to Torrent right there. "I'm not able to heal us on the move like Oberon can. Sorry."

Action Summary

Wading through the stream.
Casting Sacred Ground with a good ol' Spell Chant.
Offering help to Torrent. @Old Amsterdam
Hoping it heals the Yill.

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Available Skills and Passive Bonuses

+ {Use Light Equipment]
+ {Use Medium Equipment}
+ {Tremor Sense - Tier III}
+ {Soil Manipulation - Tier II}
+ {Stone Shot - Tier II}
+ {Stronger - Tier I}
+ {Taboo - Tier I}
+ {Job System - 0th Tier - Skirmisher}
+ {Sacred Ground - Tier I}
+ {Rock Spire - Tier II}
+ {Earth Affinity - Tier I}
+ {Earth Vein - Tier II}
+ {Monster Analysis - Tier I}
+ {Material Analysis - Tier I}
+ {Plant Analysis - Tier I}
+ {Magic Analysis - Tier I}
+ {Mana Orb - Tier I}
+ {Mana Affinity - Tier I}
+ {Meditate - Tier I}
+ {Overwork - Tier I}
+ {Spell Chant - Tier I}
+ {Shield - Tier II}
+ {Fortify - Tier I}
+ {Mental Resistance - Tier I}
+ {Sensory Resistance - Tier I}
+ {Analysis}
+ {Earth Wall - Tier I}

Inventory and Equipment

<EQUIPPED - HEAD> Blessed White Yill Flower
<EQUIPPED - HAND> Curved Rock^TM
+ <Ratskin Pack^TM>
- <Woodland Pick^TM>
- EMPTY (x6)