Liotrent

- Squad 914: Beyond - Reboot

<Snipped quote by Liotrent>

If you need the lore, trust me there's a lot in the French side of the story.

@LetMeDoStuff

Yes, that would really help me right now.

- Squad 914: Beyond - Reboot

I'll consider it, it might be fun playing a French with a bone to pick with good ol' Adolf.

- Squad 914: Beyond - Reboot

You know what's weird... I was actually thinking of making a British operative... Hmm, maybe I should make a French one? (very unlikely) IDK... Though the MAS-36 is a really nice gun.

Though I think I might stick to having a Russian.

- Squad 914: Beyond - Reboot

It's fine, I haven't decided solidly yet, I might just go for a rifleman... or woman... But I might either go for a combat medic or combat engineer cause they seem fun.

- Squad 914: Beyond - Reboot

I'm sold on this, I'm working on my sheet right now, I might go for a rifleman or a Marksman - the two most familiar roles I know from RO2. Although I find the Combat medic and Combat engineer roles to be just as entertaining so I'll mull it over.

- Squad 914: Beyond - Reboot

I'll lay down my interest here for the glory of the motherland!

Attention: Heroes Required

Casey Carmine CCPD Record

attached personal photo

Name: Carmine, Casey G.

Nickname: Case

Alias: Sparkmage

Gender: Male

Age: 25

Blood Type: A+

Description: Caucasian male, 6’0ft., lean build, full beard, long dark blonde hair

Affiliation: Former Buckaroo heister, incarcerated for one year and pardoned on good conduct, Currently known solo vigilante and is on Superhuman watch list.

Costume Description: Hard conductive outer layer painted blue with a soft body suit underneath, a painted mask, and a hooded cloak a long with a staff.

Attached Security Image

Confirmed Powers:

-Electric shock resistance
-Electric arc generation
-Electric Absorption
-Technopathy
-Polarization

Strengths:

-Subject can hack into any electronic device with ease.
-Subject can hear even the tiniest of radio waves
-Subject can effectively levitate and hurl chunks of metal at people
-Subject is nearly immune to all forms of electricity
-Subject uses staff as an amplifier when using other devices

Weaknesses:

-Subject cannot use any of his abilities/powers without a source of electric charge.
-Subject is not completely immune to electricity i.e. subject’s ability to absorb electricity can be overwhelmed by constantly pumping the subject full of electricity before he can discharge it all.
-Subject cannot use his ability against non-conductive materials
-Subject without staff has a limited range and limited control
-Subject can accidentally hurt others if not careful

Personality:

-Talkative
-Laid Back
-Immature
-Stubborn

Bio/History:

Attached Audio Recording Transcript

Alright, is that thing recording? Okay… So, you wanna know more about me for the record? Alright… I don’t know why you won’t just let me write it down, but I guess this works. [sips water] Ahh… Okay, so let’s start from the beginning shall we! Picture me, seventeen years old, really needing that scholarship to that really great tech school. Is it in your head? Good, now picture me getting absolutely crushed when I hear that I can’t get the scholarship.

I was desperate, every other school was way out of my range, and even with the cheapest tuition I still wasn’t able to pay it up. So what does a seventeen year old with no parents and no relatives do? He works that’s what, and I worked my fucking ass off in a burger joint just to pay monthly tuition! And that’s not all, oh no! I also have to pay rent, I have to pay for food, water, groceries, I have to pay the damn electricity bills too! Then one day at work this guy comes in and asks if I wanted to make easy money and of course you know what I said – I said “yes I want easy damn money.” That was the moment I became a Buckaroo Heister.

I went in to this old hideout near the docks and they gave me three things, a bag, a gun, and a mask; I didn’t need to ask what we were going to do and I really didn’t want to do it but, by the time I realized what was gonna happen it was too late to back out, I knew who they were and where their hiding place is, I was already in too deep.

My first heist went well, then the second heist came in, then the third, and fourth and fifth and yadda yadda yadda… You get the picture – We had one rule though, no killing – well no killing regular people, we killed cops but only when we absolutely had to. Then we got new members – members who didn’t care about our no killing policy and when we went on a heist with them it was all just a mess, but they loved it – I was fucking disgusted but the worst part was, the rest of the gang wanted more. I was only in it for the money, nothing more nothing less but I still had my own moral code of ethics. When I finally graduated college I left.

[long pause]

What?… How did I develop my powers? Well… That’s a long story, but to make it short, when I left the gang they wanted to cut off loose ends, you catch my drift? Anyways, they took me to a power plant, set up a home rigged electric chair, and gave me an electric chair execution and in that violent moment – it happened, I lived… And not only did I live, I found out that the electric chair fucking messed up somehow and it changed me. I guess that’s what happens when you jerry rig an electric chair – or maybe it’s a mutation…. Ah whatever!

Wait, that wasn't clear enough? Well, I don't remember the details very well, I just remember a flash of light and thinking I was dead the next thing I knew the chair was broken with smoke and sparks flying everywhere.

Anyways I found out that I could generate electric shocks – Well take in electric currents in the environment and generate electric shocks, kind of like how a taser needs a battery charge first. It was fucking amazing, you should’ve seen those boys run… But I didn’t go after them. They’re for you to catch, I have no idea where they are now.

Hmm?… Oh yeah! The other benefits of my powers, yeah… Apparently how it works is I can sort of “talk” to devices? It’s weird, but I can use the electric currents to detect signals within other electronics and understand what they mean, like a second language. It’s trippy and weird, I can even hear radio waves and tune in sometimes. Another benefit is I can polarize myself, kind of like a magnet. I can levitate if I want to or hurl metal objects at someone – granted that is only if I can get an electric charge somewhere and the less electricity I got in me the less power I can generate.

Why do people call me spark mage? Well, I look like a friggin techno druid that shoots lightning out of a staff why the fuck do you think they call me sparkmage? Hell I don’t even like the name, I’d prefer something cool like… uh… Hooded Lightning... What do you mean that sounds stupid!? Huh? Oh… I became a vigilante because – well call me an idealist or whatever, but I figured I could probably prevent another “me” from happening you know? Going out there and hunting those kinds of people, people looking to just exploit the needy. Kind of like Robin Hood – except not against the government. Is that all? [long pause] Okay great. [subject leaves the room] - End audio

Attention: Heroes Required

@Noxxis Does that mean I get to put him in the Characters Tab? Also... Yeah, he'd most likely annoy the living ice cubes out of her, he loves running his mouth add that on to his stubborn personality and you get a recipe for annoyance. I thought we needed someone who was more easygoing plus goofy male character am I right?

Attention: Heroes Required

Casey Carmine CCPD Record

attached personal photo

Name: Carmine, Casey G.

Nickname: Case

Alias: Sparkmage

Gender: Male

Age: 25

Blood Type: A+

Description: Caucasian male, 6’0ft., lean build, full beard, long dark blonde hair

Affiliation: Former Buckaroo heister, incarcerated for one year and pardoned on good conduct, Currently known solo vigilante and is on Superhuman watch list.

Costume Description: Hard conductive outer layer painted blue with a soft body suit underneath, a painted mask, and a hooded cloak a long with a staff.

Attached Security Image

Confirmed Powers:

-Electric shock resistance
-Electric arc generation
-Electric Absorption
-Technopathy
-Polarization

Strengths:

-Subject can hack into any electronic device with ease.
-Subject can hear even the tiniest of radio waves
-Subject can effectively levitate and hurl chunks of metal at people
-Subject is nearly immune to all forms of electricity
-Subject uses staff as an amplifier when using other devices

Weaknesses:

-Subject cannot use any of his abilities/powers without a source of electric charge.
-Subject is not completely immune to electricity i.e. subject’s ability to absorb electricity can be overwhelmed by constantly pumping the subject full of electricity before he can discharge it all.
-Subject cannot use his ability against non-conductive materials
-Subject without staff has a limited range and limited control
-Subject can accidentally hurt others if not careful

Personality:

-Talkative
-Laid Back
-Immature
-Stubborn

Bio/History:

Attached Audio Recording Transcript

Alright, is that thing recording? Okay… So, you wanna know more about me for the record? Alright… I don’t know why you won’t just let me write it down, but I guess this works. [sips water] Ahh… Okay, so let’s start from the beginning shall we! Picture me, seventeen years old, really needing that scholarship to that really great tech school. Is it in your head? Good, now picture me getting absolutely crushed when I hear that I can’t get the scholarship.

I was desperate, every other school was way out of my range, and even with the cheapest tuition I still wasn’t able to pay it up. So what does a seventeen year old with no parents and no relatives do? He works that’s what, and I worked my fucking ass off in a burger joint just to pay monthly tuition! And that’s not all, oh no! I also have to pay rent, I have to pay for food, water, groceries, I have to pay the damn electricity bills too! Then one day at work this guy comes in and asks if I wanted to make easy money and of course you know what I said – I said “yes I want easy damn money.” That was the moment I became a Buckaroo Heister.

I went in to this old hideout near the docks and they gave me three things, a bag, a gun, and a mask; I didn’t need to ask what we were going to do and I really didn’t want to do it but, by the time I realized what was gonna happen it was too late to back out, I knew who they were and where their hiding place is, I was already in too deep.

My first heist went well, then the second heist came in, then the third, and fourth and fifth and yadda yadda yadda… You get the picture – We had one rule though, no killing – well no killing regular people, we killed cops but only when we absolutely had to. Then we got new members – members who didn’t care about our no killing policy and when we went on a heist with them it was all just a mess, but they loved it – I was fucking disgusted but the worst part was, the rest of the gang wanted more. I was only in it for the money, nothing more nothing less but I still had my own moral code of ethics. When I finally graduated college I left.

[long pause]

What?… How did I develop my powers? Well… That’s a long story, but to make it short, when I left the gang they wanted to cut off loose ends, you catch my drift? Anyways, they took me to a power plant, set up a home rigged electric chair, and gave me an electric chair execution and in that violent moment – it happened, I lived… And not only did I live, I found out that the electric chair fucking messed up somehow and it changed me. I guess that’s what happens when you jerry rig an electric chair – or maybe it’s a mutation…. Ah whatever!

Wait, that wasn't clear enough? Well, I don't remember the details very well, I just remember a flash of light and thinking I was dead the next thing I knew the chair was broken with smoke and sparks flying everywhere.

Anyways I found out that I could generate electric shocks – Well take in electric currents in the environment and generate electric shocks, kind of like how a taser needs a battery charge first. It was fucking amazing, you should’ve seen those boys run… But I didn’t go after them. They’re for you to catch, I have no idea where they are now.

Hmm?… Oh yeah! The other benefits of my powers, yeah… Apparently how it works is I can sort of “talk” to devices? It’s weird, but I can use the electric currents to detect signals within other electronics and understand what they mean, like a second language. It’s trippy and weird, I can even hear radio waves and tune in sometimes. Another benefit is I can polarize myself, kind of like a magnet. I can levitate if I want to or hurl metal objects at someone – granted that is only if I can get an electric charge somewhere and the less electricity I got in me the less power I can generate.

Why do people call me spark mage? Well, I look like a friggin techno druid that shoots lightning out of a staff why the fuck do you think they call me sparkmage? Hell I don’t even like the name, I’d prefer something cool like… uh… Hooded Lightning... What do you mean that sounds stupid!? Huh? Oh… I became a vigilante because – well call me an idealist or whatever, but I figured I could probably prevent another “me” from happening you know? Going out there and hunting those kinds of people, people looking to just exploit the needy. Kind of like Robin Hood – except not against the government. Is that all? [long pause] Okay great. [subject leaves the room] - End audio

The New World

The Seasons Change

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The sky turned dark for a moment and in the north eastern horizon shone a beautiful, bright, white pillar of light that shot up straight into the heavens. The khalai of all shapes and sizes walked out to observe, mesmerized by the light’s beauty. Many disregarded it as a mainland event, others thought it was an omen of end times, but the Matriarch of their society thought differently.

In the mountain capital region of the realm she sat in silence as her guards left her one by one to view the light. She sat on a low pedestal, legs crossed and smoking through a long pipe – fine rami from one of the more esteemed plantations. Behind her was a window facing towards the north east, no doubt shining leaving her nothing more than a silhouette for anyone entering the finely decorated, ornate halls of the mountain palace. She took her pipe from her mouth to glance behind her briefly

“Hmm...” Her thoughts began to flow and rise like wispy airs of smoke, only to slowly disappear as calmly as they arose. Her lips parted slightly and she began to smoke again. A few hours would pass and the light calmly faded away; the halls were then filled with guards and the hall echoed with sounds of foot steps coming from the steps that led up to it; the religious sect have come to report what they’ve found. Within moments the hall was filled with both guards men and robed practitioners of their faith clamoring for a chance to report what they saw, it wasn’t long until the arcane branch arrived to join in the imbroglio.

The matriarch – Dayala, finally had enough and stood begrudgingly from her comfortable spot; in an instant the room went silent as they recognized their places within the hierarchy of their society – the matriarch is now presiding the room. She scanned the hall in silence, jumping from face to face, looking at each individual and peering into the depths of their soul. “I see you’ve all ceased your obnoxious squawking...” She sat down, crossing her legs and sighed in disappointment – She took another piercing look at everyone in the room and exclaimed “Do I have to waste my voice to tell you all to get in order!?” The room burst into motion as everyone scrambled into position; the guards got in to their usual spots while the captain stood to the side, the men from the scholarly clergy all grouped up and organized themselves in ranks and the arcane branch did the same.

“Clergy, you may speak” she gestured with one hand and turned her head to face the head of the clergy. The tall, slender, robed man spoke with a hoarse, raspy voice, “Matriarch, we have come to report that the relic – no, the two spirits within the stone manifested themselves and told us that something has begun, something that might bring imbalance to our world.” as he spoke the arcane branch head nodded in agreement; it only took Dayala one look and the woman in the middle began to speak, “We of the arcane branch believe that it is one of the signs of end times – our days have become numbered my Matriarch.”

Dayala took a puff from her pipe and gave the captain permission to speak, but as he was about to open his mouth, Altaz the Fox entered the hall; he respectfully bowed first and asked, “With your permission my Matriarch I’ve come to deliver a much needed report.”

“And what does a disgrace like you have to add to the conversation?” The captain’s disrespectful tone caught Dayala’s attention, “Captain, if I were you I’d be more careful with what I say; disrespecting an officer that has constantly proven himself and his capabilities is not something you’d want to do in front of me.” Dayala’s stern words caught the captain off guard as he bowed for forgiveness, Dayala however turned to Altaz and said, “Speak.”

“Matriarch, my guards in the surrounding villages have reported saying that our people are worried. There’s a feeling in the air that’s new and unfamiliar, even my own elite guard are on edge...” Altaz was old, but his voice was deeper, and more whole than the clergy elder, “I wanted to bring this to your attention because undoubtedly many people from the different regions of the isles feel the same.” His voice and spirit were both filled with doubt and worry much like everyone else in the room.

Dayala pondered for a moment as she set down her pipe and stood up, she then strode across the hall’s marble floor pass the small gathering of concerned Khalai, she walked all the way to the mouth of the building; she gazed upon the villages below and then towards the horizon.

“Look out there and tell me what you all see...” Dayala’s calm, candid question gave off vibes that differed from the tense atmosphere; the people in the hall looked at each other in confusion, but one arcane practitioner – a witch doctor replied after a long period of silence, “I see people, Matriarch.” Dayala clapped and smiled, as she turned heels to face her audience, “Yes! Strong people – Khalai people. We’ve endured hardships and strife to achieve the peace we have now. I can sense change in the wind and it is not something we should fear, we are Khalai after all... Tell our people to be ready… Tell our people to be strong for the change in the wind may very well blow hardships and struggle towards our shores… Tell them that we will endure.”

The clergy could not refute her for she was correct, the Khalai are a strong people and have always endured hardships; the arcane branch could not refute her for they could sense it the strength though faint returning slowly within the people around her; Altaz and the guards visibly relaxed as the tense atmosphere began to unwind, “we needn’t worry ourselves, we will simply adapt to the change and if change seeks to wipe us from history we will not be rid off without a fight.”

“I shall take my leave and relay the message to the other regions my Matriarch” Altaz bowed his head respectfully and left with a smile on his face for yet again the Matriarch impressed him. The clergy and the Arcane branch trailed behind him bidding their respectful farewells. The realm held its breath for what is to come whether it be the end of their existence or the dawn of a new era.

Unique terms

Rami: A plant that is grown and harvested for different uses – the leaf of the Rami is dried, ground, and packaged for use as a smoking herb similar to tabaco but with less health risks. Other parts of the plant are used for medicinal purposes or for seasonings and food.