Kafka Komedy

Hybrid: Of Transhumans and Modern Magic

I may be entering an altered version of my character from the Casual version, but I'll probably also be making a Husk.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Love Craft: Icehouse Hideout

Frankie stared, confused for a second, as they thought they were being regarded even though the context made no sense. He stared at Sofia while he said "miss Stein." Was her last name Stein? The chances of two people with the same last name meeting must have been so small, Frankie was kind of happy about it. They briefly thought about having a sibling would be like. Growing up all alone certainly wasn't that fun. But that didn't matter, Lovely had seemingly succeeded in making the Broker uncomfortable, much faster than Chatterbox ever could. They smiled smugly in his direction before reclaiming a seat.

Broker wasted no time getting back on track, taking out a brown briefcase and revealing its contents. The thing that caught Lovely's attention the most was a photograph of an attractive young man. A rough ridin' cowboy, by the looks of it. Although they wouldn't be getting paid for the errand, the chance to meet a fellow super powered scientist excited Frankie. His handsome features excited them too, but that was for when they met.

Frankie grabbed the envelope and slipped it into their pocket as Sofia grabbed the manilla folder. It seemed she wouldn't be joining them, so Frankie turned to face the mercenary, asked asked him instead. "Mind coming with, Not-so Little Soldier Man? I'd like someone to keep me company" They propositioned, before realizing the corpse laying on the floor would begin to decay if it weren't put on ice. Whether or not Headhunter agreed, Frankie would excuse themselves, before traveling out back. They took out their disposable phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Father, this man seems like the real deal. I've already got a deceased specimen for us."

"Ahh, good, Frankie. Does he have a labratory of any kind?"

"I don't believe so, but he seems to be able to get whatever we'll need. He's provided us with a loft, I'm sure he could get us supplies."

"Excellent. I'll write up a list once I've inspected the loft. What's the address?"

"It's the old Icehouse place, near the stadium, Coors Field. I'll place the keys somewhere near the door, under the mat or in a plant or some such. I have an errand I need to run for him. Another parahuman just entered the city, Tinker."

"Mmmm. I'll begin making my way there soon."

"Love you, father."

"You too, Frankie."

With that, Frankie reentered the building. "I need to move the specimen, but I should be back in about five minutes. If anyone else wishes to accompany me in finding Arsenal, meet me out front then." They explained, uncharacteristically formal for the moment. Muscles began expanding all over Lovely's body, giving them a fairly impressive set of abs and much stronger arms and legs. With this new strength, Lovely easily lifted the cadaver of Everest in a style reminiscent of a bridal carry, and began making their way to their room. Once their, they wouldn't spend much time looking around, only placing Everest on a table before locking the door and hiding the keys in the dirt of a potted plant next to the door. With this, they began making their way towards the entrance of the Icehouse, eager to meet the new parahuman in town.

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Shattered Heaven (JoJo Fan RP. Looking for Players!)

Never been in an Advanced RP myself, but according to BC, I'm good enough. I was thinking of doing a stand based on luck, or at least a stand that can be mildly successful even if it's user isn't the best or brightest. Unfortunately, it seems someone already has a Stand based on luck, the Murphy's Law guy. Would that be too same-y for your taste?

Even then, I do wanna stake it out a bit. I prefer a smaller number of RPs and was also debating making an RP of my own, and I'm not in a super JoJo mood. Sorry in advance if I don't join.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

@Sophrus Well at least one person is about to go looking for him. Lovely would love to assist a fellow scientist, so I'm sure they'd help out.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Martyr: Drainage Pipe

Dean winced as the sound of a gun firing ricocheted through the pipe, not deafening him per say, but still hurting his ears. He was able to shake it off fairly quickly though, quick enough to notice the giant translucent silver bear octopus.... thing that erupted from the bottom of the tunnel. It took him a second to realize that was Tulpa's projection again, though her voice reminding them all to keep her safe jogged his memory. Margrave said something too, but Dean couldn't hear him that well, and put no effort into trying. He had goons to disable, and-

Suddenly, a bright flash of light came from the other end of the tunnel, blinding most of the goons but also visually impairing him a bit. He was the farthest up, after all. But he could still fight decently, unlike those ahead of him. Any leg up was helpful, so he'd let the annoyance slide for now. As many cries and noises echoed through the drain, Martyr refocused himself. A thug slipped through and killed a Dean. Even if Sonar had taken care of him quickly, there were still 5 more to deal with. Dean backed up for a second, grabbing the dead Martyr's blade and signaling the Martyr to follow him. They were gonna move up and deal with the five mooks charging at Assault Team A.

The two stood near each other, forming another blockade as the goons rushed them. One wielding a knife was whacked upside the head before he even had a chance to get close, his head being knocked into the side of the drain. Dean performed a wide sweeping attack with both blades, hitting two goons in the stomach, before knocking one in the neck and presumably fracturing something. The other man was blocked with the spare blade Dean had, and a Martyr took care of him with a strike to the back of the knees, than the back of the neck. Unfortunately, this left both of the Deans open to attack from the last man charging at them. A full force strike from the metal bat in the woman's hands would, at best, knock them unconcious. Hopefully she aimed for the Martyr, or someone could help him.

Kafka Komedy's Kharacter Kompendium

Johnny

Youta "Johnny" Sasaki, the Dragonslayer

Race: Chimera

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Appearance: Standing in at 118cm and 29kg, Johnny is a very small little rabbity thing, with beige fur and a white belly. He has long fox-like ears sticking out of holes in his cap, and a small amount of light brown hair peeking through the bottom of it. He has decently sized eyes, with large irises and a slight slant. He sports a bit of a snout, though nothing large, ending in a pink-red button nose. His torso is fairly standard, not particularly muscular looking, flowing into his fairly human looking arms (save the fur and the slight padding on the palms) and the rabbit-like bent legs. His feet have very definite paws that help him ignore terrain, unlike his hands.

Personality: Johnny is a fairly amiable young man, soft, cute, and even a tad naive at times. This does not mean he is a pushover, however. He absolutely will defend a woman's honor (even if she doesn't want him too) and is always seeking evil to destroy. Of course, he doesn't always take the most direct approach. He's quite cunning and crafty, though not always exactly smart. This is compounded by his righteousness nature and stubbornness. Although it's hard to get on his bad side, being there is no easy time. Both professionally and personally, his allegiance is with DRG Inc. He believes he is genuinely doing good and saving lives with the agency and actually has personal stock in the company.

Biography: As early as Johnny could remember, he's always loved western culture. Born in japan to his mother Youko and his father Akiba, the latter of whom was a Disney Japan executive, and constantly showed his son the movies he had a hand in bringing over. This instilled both a deep sense of morals, and a fascinations with the myths of Europe and, to a lesser extent, America. Knights in shining armor especially struck him as something to emulate, and at a young age he began taking swordfighting classes like fencing and kendo, even if the other children regarded him as weird sometimes.

Life progressed pretty smoothly for Johnny, occasionally travelling with his father to America on business and even visiting a few renaissance fairs. This all changed when magic was revealed to be real in '26. Once that happened, Johnny would begin to dedicate his life to unlocking the mysteries of magic for almost a year, scouring image boards, talking to others. But it was all for naught. Only one in a million could wield magic, and Johnny just wasn't someone who had the gift. He tried practicing fake magic, but it still didn't get him out of his depression. After a while he got over himself, pouring his time into grooming for taking over his father's position. But the magic just wasn't there anymore, he couldn't help but feel useless.

Until the first chimeric operations began, that is. Johnny had been following the growing genetics field closely in a vain hope of them discovering a way to induce magical aptitude, and this was certainly a step in the right direction. Johnny began saving his wages, still living with his parents at the time. Even as some of those in America spoke out against Chimera, in japan they were icons of freedom and eventually, against his mother's wishes, he became one himself. This came with much support from the public (though not much from his parents) and Johnny felt quite good about himself for a while. But eventually, as the iconism toned down, Johnny was glad. He wanted people to cheer for him because of what he did, not who he was.

Johnny began helping out in his community, after taking over his father's job. He was always a big speaker on chimera/human togetherness, and even his parents began to see his point of view, his father to a lesser extent. But said father was getting quite old and frail, but feared death. He was also saddened at his loss of power, after giving his son his job. The best option seemed to be Draconid genesplicing, which Johnny tried to convince his father not to do. Admittedly, he simply distrusted the beasts that had so many negative myths about them in the past, but in hindsight that mistrust may have been well placed.

Fairly soon after the operation, Akiba left his household, quite possibly Japan, reasoning that "he shouldn't be living with such vermin." This reaffirmed Johnny's distrust of Draconids into a dislike. That is, until the Uprising, a violent movement that almost destroyed hopes for Human/Chimera alliances in most countries, almost the entire world. All spearheaded by the Draconids. Johnny now began publicly speaking out against them, and soon before the Draconids bombed the Amazon rainforest, a private military organization formed, Johnny being one if it's first members. After basic training provided by the company, named DRG Inc., Johnny was officially a "Dragoon" and he and a squad were sent out to provide aid for those injured in the Amazon bombings.

After that, Johnny has begun being sent on various anti-terrorist operations in Draconid territory, Particularly against the Splendent Brood, a religious military organization that is a major danger to all other races. Most of the time he was with another high ranker, a human from Europe named Sarah. One mission he will always remember was the assassination of Apophis Argentous, a high ranking member of the Brood. Only Johnny and his fellow Dragoon Sarah were to be sent out to take care of him. Due to their low numbers and the draconid's famed power, the two planned an ambush, laying traps and waiting in hiding on a trail he oft walked alone.

But it seemed that their luck was running foul that night. Apophis noticed the traps just before stepping on the trigger, and spotted Sarah and Johnny. The fight was long and challenging, the draconid being just as good a magus as the rumours said. Though Sarah perished, Johnny was able to pierce the man with his spear. Down an ally, Johnny took a trophy from the warrior, his blade. Johnny is currently saving up his cash, bent on retrofitting the cybernetic arm of his friend in her memory.

Skills and Innate Abilities

• Swordsman - Johnny has been training in sword fighting since he was a child, and has even won some sword fighting and jousting tourneys at American renaissance fairs.
• Physicality - Johnny is strong, fast, and has incredible jump height due to his bionetics and chimeric transformation.
• Lore Expert - Johnny knows some medieval and nordic fairy tales. Most of them were improperly translated though, so he doesn't actually know a whole lot.
• Dextrous - Quick hands were something Johnny always had, but a fox's cunning now help him pull tricks. Though he isn't generally that kind of guy, it's entirely possible for Johnny to pick someone's pocket. He also knows some magic tricks from his "sad I can't use magic" phase.

Cybernetics: None.

Bionetics

• Muscle Enhancer - A super steroid designed to make Johnny much more effective on the battlefield. His small looking limbs now contain a ton of muscle. He can lift 250kg above his head with effort, jump over three times his own height, and run at 30 mph.

Inventory

• Caledfwlch - A magical blade stolen from a draconid he killed. It's incredibly light and sharp, but it's greatest quality is it's ability to deflect magic, fairly large amounts of it too, more than average human height. It can also slow Johnny's descent, if he spins it above his head fast enough.
• Beowulf - A set of carbon fibre/platinum composite alloy armor consisting of a chestpiece, bracers, and shin guards. Though they're even stronger than carbon nanotube armor, and just as light, they aren't as flexible, meaning they can't be worn at the joints. Instead, regular carbon nanotube armor is worn there.
• Tarnhelm - A simple carbon nanotube helm, often covered by a green phrygian cap.

Other:

Hybrid: Of Transhumans and Modern Magic

Looking into Husks, I have a couple questions, @BCTheEntity. Firstly, could a husk absorb someone with either bionetics or cybernetics and get those benefits? No, right? Well then how do they stand toe to toe with other PCs? Also, is a Husk's magical apptitude determined by the body they inhabit, or do all Husks have an independent aptitude?

Hybrid: Of Transhumans and Modern Magic

@BCTheEntity Holy shit, that is fucked up... but why did you bring it up?

Also, thanks for the info on magic. Would it be possible for anyone to make a second character, by chance? I might make a magus if so, since it seems no one else has touched magic.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Love Craft: Icehouse Hideout

Frankie listened to Everest's dying breaths closely, deeply confused by them. They said... These powers... Could kill... My... Enemy... Why... Cal... They made no sense. Broker's description offered little light on the situation, though the mention of him buying the property out from under Mr. Dahl made Frankie think he got his powers the same way they did. Well, she'd have to ask about it later, though she doubted she could get much information out of Broker himself, and Everest was dead... Maybe father could ask his friend for information?

Frankie stepped away from the cadaver, allowing Sofia to get rid of the evidence. Reverting their hand back to normal, they watched the girl work. Apparently she hadn't done something like this before, but it went through the floor without issue, but to where, no one knew. Once she asked if she ought to get rid of the corpse, Frankie cut in with an odd noise. "Ehh! No, no, I require the victim for... research purposes. I believe you wanted to take a look as well, Mister Broker?"

The Three Realms War [A DMC, Bayonetta and Darksiders RP]

Mary looked over both the paths laid before her. The safe but long path, or the short but dangerous path. Considering every second she wasted another demon could be hurting someone it was a fairly obvious choice, but she admitted that she couldn't close the portal if she was dead. Even so, the demons there were quite weak. She should be able to take them all on, with enough effort.

With resolve, Mary charged on ahead, determined to stem the demon horde. As all the little hellions noticed her approach, they too charged at her, funneling at her in an easy to manage line. Armed with her two weapons, the blood of demons began to flow. Though to a regular bystander Mary's strike may have looked almost berserk in nature, each one was quickly and precisely executed to dissect a vital part of the demon in front of her. A piercing blow through the heart with the Jitte, a lopping off of the head with her scimitar. Still, there were many, many, many enemies. Mary had to truly push her speed, even with two weapons to handle the hellspawn with. Eventually, they began to overrun her, grouping together too tightly knit to be killed swiftly, so Mary tried a new technique.

Extending both of her weapons outwards, she used the vibrational force of The Entertainer to spin herself, becoming a tornado of death, chopping all the demons that came near her to bits with little effort besides keeping herself steady and holding on too both the weapons. Eventually, Mary reached the other side, though not without a few cuts and bruises. All she had to do now was close the portal.