KRAZY J

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The Cosmic Jest - A Fantasy with Steampunk Elements Roleplay

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The Cosmic Jest - A Fantasy with Steampunk Elements Roleplay

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The Cosmic Jest - A Fantasy with Steampunk Elements Roleplay

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"All precautions must be established, even the protectors unknown habits,
for even your flower full of charm, can cause miss Veronica deadly harm.

The Cosmic Jest - A Fantasy with Steampunk Elements Roleplay

Whilst food was being prepared and set up for the picnic Jack was waiting by the front door for miss Veronica being ever so vigilant. Jack was new to the establishment as he had only been in Veronica's protective service for 6 days, but he was catching on quick that anything could happen at any time. As he heard Veronica's questioning voice seeming to be towards her cat Midnight Jack started walking to greet her.

He couldn't see her yet but he started his greeting calling out "Ah miss Veronica tis' a perfect day for a stroll, the sun is shining and the birds are chirping hurry now le...". Right before he finished his sentence he heard stomping and quickly jumped to the side just missing the golem. He then ran with the golem for the only time he ran was when the little misses was in trouble. As the golem stopped he caught a picture that was about to fall on miss Veronica's head and threw it into a wall across from them. "Miss Veronica I'm so sorry I should have been by your side, let me grab this painting from the wall for this I cannot abide." Jack walked over and pulled the painting from the wall and set it aside then walked over and stood by Veronica. "Now what would miss Veronica like to do? Anywhere you go I shall follow too." Upon seeing the flower Jack also added, "Hopefully that's the celandine poppy good for failing eyes, and not the poppy somniferum a drug in sweet disguise."

The Cosmic Jest - A Fantasy with Steampunk Elements Roleplay

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The Cosmic Jest - A Fantasy with Steampunk Elements Roleplay

Jack Spades

Name: Jack Spades

Appearance:
Except for I have a patch over my left eye.

Scars: burn scars all over back, chest, and arms.

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Skills: Magic of flame to burn or shed light,
abstract combat with cards sharpened right,
But best of all I've saved for last
a once broken mind and poetic tongue to match.

History: I used to be named Jack of hearts, now let me tell you a story of how mine became dark.
It all started when I was but a boy, living on the streets where life was just a ploy.
Fighting to survive each and every day, always hoping for a hero always hoping to be saved.
See when I was 9 my father became ill, with my mother long gone too many tears had I spilled.
I did my best to keep him alive, but with no money or medicine my father soon died.

So I did what any kid would, I cried and yelled as loud as I could.
But no one would help a small boy in need, with nothing to offer but a voice of plead.
I soon learned that the world was dark, most people weren't kind nor' caring in heart.
So I stole and I fought for all that I needed, hardening my body but in my mind I was bleeding.
I tried to convince myself what I was doing wasn't wrong, that I had to think without my heart for mine was gone.

At the ripe age of eleven I was walking along, on to my next fight with a boy named Denton
I was fighting for money started just a year before, I strengthened my body but my mind was torn.
fifteen minutes past as the fight ended, Denton knocked out and my left eye wounded.
I got my pay for wining the fight, and just as I was leaving a man called me aside.
His name was Roye he said he'd been watching and waiting, to find someone for him to start training.
He was a curious man with fire in his eyes, he had a strange style and an even stranger mind.

He said he was a jester and a good one at that, but he soon was cast out for his constant spats.
He had power of flame wielding cards sharpened slick, but his brain was twisted and he loved playing tricks.
He said it was simple as he watched the tables turn, some people like to just watch the world burn.
For five long years I studied his flame and style, dawning the same wardrobe and that never fleeing smile.
One day it seemed like all the others before, till his pranks and his tricks led to burning down a door.

As I saw him enter the house a flame, I heard some screaming and yelling in pain.
Now we had played tricks and pranks on towns, but never had we ever brought death raining down.
I ran threw the flames just in time to see, a mother and child down on there knees.
As he raised his hand to finish them off, I threw my ace and his finger fell off.
He turned to me with hatred in his eyes, never have I seen this hobby he disguised.
I learned that night that he had a passion, killing innocent people in the most gruesome fashion.
As I looked at the mother and the child in her arms, I promised them that I would save them from harm.

It didn't take long our battle was short, as the family ran outside the building became scorched.
We both started burning in our own fire, I made it out while the flames grew higher.
From the ceiling fell a half burnt beam, and then all I heard was a blood curdling scream.
As the fire died people gathered around, and out of the ash they pulled a body they found.
It was the man with fire in his eyes, the evil man named Roye had finally died.
I then set out on my own journey, to find a new life and a new life I found surely.

I stopped in a town with a hell of a story, claiming there was a child with life filled with worry.
It made me stop and think about my own childhood, I figured I could still do this world some good.
If I protected this child from the curse forced upon her, It might just save my heart and also my honor.

I may not offer medical services and my people skills aren't great, but I am fairly decent at battling fate.
If ever a violence comes knocking be it beast or man, with my final breathe ill force myself to stand.
Ill always have a poetic joke and ill always lend an ear, a fire to light the way or simply a shoulder for falling tears.
So I threw down my black and white with my pointed hat of skulls, soon only to wreak havoc on those who appose.
I set off with the name Jack Spades,hoping to regain my heart and earn my family name.
As I approached the door to the house of the said curse, I vowed to protect this child all the way to my hearse.

Crash Course! - A Boku no Hero Academia RP

Jake "Satan" Vanguard

[APPEARANCE]

[NAME]

Jake "Satan" Vanguard

[GENDER]

Male

[AGE]

16

[PERSONALITY]

Misunderstood as he is he tries to make friends but of course he's not exactly your good boy type. In most cases he's very random and crazy meaning he could go from having a full on deep conversation to admiring a cool looking rock on the ground. He gets distracted easily and his strange way of viewing things normally pushes people away. He's the type of teen that would stare death straight in the face while seriously asking if he liked cookies or brownies better. Yeah, he's not all there in the head but while common sense is low his street smarts somewhat make up for it with his sarcastic remarks. Needless to say he's wise not intelligent meaning he learns from experience not being taught by someone else or from a book. He won't learn not to stick his hand in a blender simply if you told him, he will learn when he has to make do without a couple fingers for a few weeks.

[BACKSTORY]

It started with a man named Roye "Pillar" Vanguard with a quirk of Stamina; meaning he hardly ever got fatigued no matter how strenuous the work (or play) was. And a young woman named Christine "Rainbow" Narson, with a quirk of "Color Change"; meaning she could simply change the color of her eyes, hair, skin and other parts of her body. Two partners in crime living the life of the street, gangs, guns, and fights.

They of course had a son, the outcome of adrenaline and alcohol, to which they named Jake. Now when they were.....wrestling, Christine had changed her hair and eyes to match that of a demon-like creature for.....role play purposes. The outcome was a demonic looking child with a quirk of "Regeneration"; meaning he could heal faster then the average human being. The boy did not possess however the quirk to change his body colors back to normal. Roye and Christine raised the boy to be a fighter so in turn fighting was almost all he knew. He knew the basics like math and how to speak and read, but he hardly ever had to do so. Most of his life was fighting, eating, and being tortured by his "Parents" for he still felt pain and they wanted a senseless fighter with no emotions. There outcome however was a fighter with a twisted mind and even more twisted sense of humor as he began to enjoy the pain they inflicted upon him.

One day during a street fight at the age of 15, over the cheers of the small crowd and threw the blood in his eyes and an ear to ear smile across his face as Jake was still beating his opponents unconscious face in, sirens and lights echoed and bounced off the abandoned warehouses walls. The small crowd including Jake's parents, more like owners as they treated him like an animal, scattered like cockroaches. In turn, Jake ran as well when a thought popped in his mind. He could leave now and not be bound by the people who contained him, he could fight on his own terms and not when he was told and make money for himself instead of being paid in scraps and a blanket on the floor, and he could let his insanity roam free. So he ran without really knowing where he was going and after about a year of living homeless not really staying anywhere for too long, resting in abandoned buildings and other "out of sight out of mind" places, he was off to his next fight.

He normally looked for any good paying fight he could get his hands on but with the growing population of wannabe heroes popping up the fights started becoming harder to find. He was running low on money and he heard word about a new organization in town running fights in an underground arena, so he hooked up with a shady man by the name Kenington and got a fight set up. The day of the fight he arrived at the destination of the said underground arena and all he saw was an empty alley way. As he continued down the alley way police cars swiftly blocked both ends and four men came from above and took him to the ground strapping him in a suit close to the style of a straight jacket, threw him in a police car, and took him to the station. When he arrived at the station they moved him to an isolation room to which he was accompanied by two people. One was the chief of the police force and another was a strange looking person by the name of Tumble.

[QUIRK]

Regeneration - Jake can heal much faster then an average human being. When wounds would take days to heal for a normal person it would only take him minutes depending on the injury. If its a small cut or scrape, it won't take more then a minute or so where as a broken bone will take a day or two to fully heal. The draw back however is that he can't regenerate from death and the the weaker he is - tired, hungry, or seriously wounded - the longer it takes for him to regenerate and its kinda a given but he does age. Regeneration doesn't stop him in his prime. He also uses up energy fast so he's almost always eating because if he doesn't, he drops like a rock and his wounds won't heal for if you don't have the proteins or minerals for your body to function, his regenerative abilities won't either.

[SKILLS]

Hand to Hand Combat - He's not trained in any particular style of fighting or weaponry, however, he is exceptional in close quarters combat and excels with his fists.

[SAMPLE POST]

The police chief stated "I could take you to jail for the various assaults, attempts of murder, and violation of government property specifically peeing on the outside wall of the police station and painting a male sex organ on the hood of a police car.", to which Jake replied "Hey that was art.", "but I've got a better idea." the chief continued "This person here is gonna take you somewhere real nice. It's a little place where there gonna clean up your act and teach you to be a model citizen." both the Tumble person and police chief smiled as he finished."Now you gotta be joking, there ain't no way there gonna turn me into a goody two shoes you must be smoking something. By the way either of you got a light I could use a cigarette" "Oh I'm not when there done with you your gonna be the little angel of our town so pack your bags buttercup it's a long trip". To which Jake replied "The only angel here is you chief, why don't you just go su......" The insult was quickly silenced with the butt of a rifle to the side of Jake's head and off he went to his new home with a strange looking woman named Tumble.

The Cosmic Jest - A Fantasy with Steampunk Elements Roleplay

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@Zelosse I'll invite some people to see if they'll join up.