Lord Wraith

Wraith's Little Workshop of Horrors

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Physicality
Hyper-Ability
Deftness
Dexterity
Guile
Perception
Willpower
Interpersonality

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Physicality
Hyper-Ability
Deftness
Dexterity
Guile
Perception
Willpower
Interpersonality

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Previously...

Picking up a tent, Cass hauled the bag upwards with minimal effort, though noting that despite its seeming lightweight construction, it wasn't without heft. Walking over to Axel, Cass lifted the tent in a salutation before forcing a smile.

"I got us a tent! Want to help me set it up?" His eyes darted back towards Katja, before looking towards the older male in a manner that practically screamed 'save me'. With any luck, Axel would take pity and save Cass from the hole he dug.

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_{Location: Southern Plateau - Dundas Islands, Pacific Ocean}

The Homecoming Trials #1.050: Flight Risk

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_{Interaction(s): @Hillan - Axel Bordeaux}

Previously: Somebody Save Me

Axel’s brow furrowed. He looked at Cassander and then back at Katja before bringing his eyes to land back on Cassander. With a reluctant nod, he agreed to the younger teen’s request, though admittedly confused why someone in Cass’ situation would rather spend the night in a tent with him than take the opportunity to ‘snuggle to keep warm’ with Katja.

“Whatever, kid.” Axel gestured for Cassander to put the tent down as the blonde-haired boy got to work.

“Great,” Cass replied, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. He could tell he had hurt Katja’s feelings. He had at least shook her hand and introduced himself, but panic had set in and his mouth was faster than his brain. Thankfully Axel had covered for him this time.

“I’ll get this set up.”

Admittedly, Cassander had never been camping before. And what he knew of camping, he knew solely from movies and television. That said, this ‘tent’ was nothing like the poles and canvas he was expecting and after a few moments of fidgeting with the shelter, Cass found a small lever. Giving it a quick pull, a hiss escaped the tent as the poles began to unfold and the base extended over the dry, patchy grassland.

“Ah!” A voice foreign to Cassander suddenly rang out from behind him. “I see you’ve made a friend.”

Turning around, Cassander saw a faculty member approaching. He didn’t immediately recognize the man, but he bore more than a passing resemblance to Axel. Combined with the House Lynx emblem proudly displayed on his windbreaker, Cassander realized this had to be Viktor Bordeaux; Axel’s father.

“Friend?” Axel retorted with a snide chuckle, “More like a rescue dog.” He added, not making an attempt to hide the barbed comment. “Are you checking in on me, old man?”

Cassander felt his cheeks sting as they flushed red.

“Just wanted to see how you were settling in.” Viktor mused looking over Cassander briefly before turning his gaze towards the rest of Team Blackjack. “You are, after all, something of a flight risk.”

Cassander allowed himself to scoff at the bad joke. Axel subsequently shot him a look that caused Cass to second guess if he’d regret it.

“How long have you been sitting on that one?” Axel asked, crossing his arms in front of his chest before stiffening up. It was the same sort of hostility that Axel had shown earlier in the day.

“It was just a joke.”

“I don’t think I’m at the place where I’m ready for some ‘friendly’ father-son ribbing.” Axel snapped back, “I definitely don’t need you coming down here to babysit me, and I frankly don’t appreciate it.”

Cass began fidgeting with the door to the tent. It was probably time to give them some space.

“You got this, puppy?” Axel asked, snapping a pair of fingers towards Cassander.

That was it.

“That does it-” Cassander roared back, a flare of light emitting from both palms as he stepped forward only to be stopped as Viktor placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Ha, guess they didn’t neuter you at the shelter.” Axel laughed. “Whatever, I need a breather. Enjoy kumbaya or whatever.” He saluted before becoming airborne and heading off towards the storm cloud-laden horizon.

“Sorry about that, young man.” Viktor apologized, turning towards Cassander. “I wouldn’t count on Axel returning tonight, but on the plus side, you’ll have plenty of space to stretch out.”

Taking a breath, Cassander allowed himself to nod. As the burn subsided in his hands, he slowly released his fingers, looking down at the nail marks dug into his palms.

“Take a moment, cool off and then you really should go and bond with your team, I’ll let Jim know what happened,” Viktor added, patting Cassander on the back who looked around at the other ten members of Blackjack.

Was this really what the school year would be like?

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Pacific Royal Collegiate & University - [CLOSED]

Pacific Royal Collegiate & University is still going strong but unfortunately, we've had a player opt to bow out due to real-life obligations.

As the roleplay's concept was designed around a team of twelve, I'd like to fill that role again and am hereby reopening submissions until 1pm EST on April 28th, 2023. Anyone is welcome to submit a character sheet up until that point, after which I will make my selection. Should any additional spots open up between now and then, I will provide an update. Currently, however, there is only 1 spot available.

Players who previously applied but were not selected are welcome to restate their interest. If you wish to be considered using your previously submitted sheet, you need only state such, preferably with a link to the original sheet. If you wish to make any edits, please repost the finished sheet to the OOC.

For all new interested parties, please find the OP here, along with links to relevant information and resources. If you are interested, I ask that you also take the time to read the IC. Your character will be a late arrival, so you'll be jumping into the IC at the point it's at, not retconned in as though they were always there.

The character skeleton can be found here.

Pacific Royal Collegiate & University - A Hyperhuman Roleplay

P.R.C.U. WANTS YOU!

Pacific Royal Collegiate & University is still going strong but unfortunately, we've had a player opt to bow out due to real-life obligations.

As the roleplay's concept was designed around a team of twelve, I'd like to fill that role again and am hereby reopening submissions until 1pm EST on April 28th, 2023. Anyone is welcome to submit a character sheet up until that point, after which I will make my selection. Should any additional spots open up between now and then, I will provide an update. Currently, however, there is only 1 spot available.

Players who previously applied but were not selected are welcome to restate their interest. If you wish to be considered using your previously submitted sheet, you need only state such, preferably with a link to the original sheet. If you wish to make any edits, please repost the finished sheet to the OOC.

For all new interested parties, please find the OOC here, along with links to relevant information and resources. If you are interested, I ask that you also take the time to read the IC. Your character will be a late arrival, so you'll be jumping into the IC at the point it's at, not retconned in as though they were always there.

The character skeleton can be found here.

Wraith's Little Workshop of Horrors

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T H I S I S T H E T I T L E

"This is a long-winded, but charming and witty quote by someone dead and fairly notorious."

Test
Take my love, take my land, take me where I cannot stand.

C H A P T E R 1 - T H E H O M E C O M I N G T R I A L S:
C H A P T E R 1 - T H E H O M E C O M I N G T R I A L S:

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It is the beginning of the fall semester of Pacific Royal Collegiate & University's 37th year. Twelve newcomers have joined the student body, and enrolled in the Hyperhuman Enforcement Advanced Training program. As is tradition, the year will be starting with the commencement ceremony on Friday afternoon, leading directly into Homecoming and of course the Homecoming Trials. A different form of Homecoming, at P.R.C.U. Homecoming involves a wilderness retreat on the island's Southern Plateau where new students complete trials that test their physical and mental prowess along with strength of character. As the newest iteration of Team 21 'Blackjack', the twelve students must compete together for the honour of being crowned the Homecoming Royals before each will be offered a seat in one of the school's eight houses.

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Beta Testers Needed

I'd be happy to help out if I can.

Pacific Royal Collegiate & University - [CLOSED]

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_{Location: Southern Plateau - Dundas Islands, Pacific Ocean}

The Homecoming Trials #1.042: Somebody Save Me

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_{Interaction(s): @Zoldyck - Katja Kruger, @Hillan - Axel Bordeaux}

Previously: Tightly Wound Fuse

”Heya broer!”

Cassander was quickly stopped in his tracks.

“If we’re going to be a solid team we should first get to properly introduce ourselves, right? I’m Katja, Katja Kruger.”

He had been sure that no one was paying any attention to him and yet here, in front of him now, was the team's Amazonian knockout. There was no way this was actually happening. Cassander quickly looked around the barely contained chaos that was their campsite, sure that one of his teammates must have had the power of illusion and was currently screwing with his perception of reality. Alas, there didn't appear to be a second Katja and thus the blonde bombshell currently towering a head and a half over Cassander must have in fact been the genuine article.

“You euhm, got a tentmate yet?”

Cass was certain his knees were about to go out from under him at any second. He hadn't expected anyone to ask him to be their tentmate. He had a solid plan, he'd sneak away, spare himself the awkwardness of being picked last and reluctantly retire for the night with whichever sucker was forced to share a tent with the human time bomb. But this was not his plan, he had not expected to be asked to bunk with an attractive girl. He had to somehow muster the courage to turn her down.

"Actually I do," Cassander lied, his eyes rapidly darting around the campsite. "Uh, Axel and I had actually planned to bunk together since we're already used to each other."

What is wrong with you?

"I was just scouting out a good spot before grabbing a tent, y'know close enough to fire to stay warm, but not in the path of the smoke. But also far enough away from the other tents that we can't hear each other snoring at night. Standard stuff."

Put the shovel down, Charon.

"Maybe uh, Trace, needs a partner?" Cass suggested as he stepped around Katja and headed back toward the pair of trucks. There was no sneaking away at the moment, he definitely needed to grab one of the last tents before Axel either picked himself a partner or worse, Katja's feelings got hurt because of his lie. She certainly seemed like a nice enough girl, Cassander wouldn't have minded talking to her more but he was definitely not open to sharing a tent with her. He didn't know her well enough for that, and there was nothing quite like involuntary bodily functions to accelerate one's intimate knowledge of a person. At least sharing a tent with Axel or one of the others from the male dormitory, those things were expected.

Picking up a tent, Cass hauled the bag upwards with minimal effort, though noting that despite its seeming lightweight construction, it wasn't without heft. Walking over to Axel, Cass lifted the tent in a salutation before forcing a smile.

"I got us a tent! Want to help me set it up?" His eyes darted back towards Katja, before looking towards the older male in a manner that practically screamed 'save me'. With any luck, Axel would take pity and save Cass from the hole he dug.

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Jäger
Hunters
Descendents of Cain
Children of Cain
Progeny of Pandora
Trysts of Theogony
(Samael's) Sparrows

"And so as their forefather brought evil into the world, so the Jäger were charged to rid the world of it."

Pandora and Cain, the original Jäger.

Theogony, then known as Pandora, was born in another realm. Became Cain's wife after he was exiled. However, while Cain became the first murderer, Pandora unleashed Hellions and their plagues upon the world. Charged with the duty to rid the world of the evils they wrought, Pandora and Cain became the first pair of Jäger, then known as Samael's Sparrows. It is from their union that the Jäger lineage began and continues under the guidance of the Archangel Samael and their ancestral spirits.

The Mothers of Magic and sworn enemies of the Children of Cain:
Ježibaba - Hag
Lilith - Mother
Theogony - Virgin

¹¹ Now you are cursed and banished from the ground, which has swallowed your brother’s blood. ¹² No longer will the ground yield good crops for you, no matter how hard you work! From now on you will be a homeless wanderer on the earth.”

¹³ Cain replied to the Lord, “My punishment[d] is too great for me to bear! ¹⁴ You have banished me from the land and from your presence; you have made me a homeless wanderer. Anyone who finds me will kill me!”

¹⁵ The Lord replied, “No, for I will give a sevenfold punishment to anyone who kills you.” Then the Lord put a mark on Cain to warn anyone who might try to kill him. ¹⁶ So Cain left the Lord’s presence and settled in the land of Nod,[e] east of Eden.

The Jäger, are the descendants of Cain. They are charged with a divine mission to make amends for the sins of their forebearer. The Jäger are followers of the Way and serve the deity known as the One Above All, and are personally guided by the counsel of the archangel Samael. However, all Jäger are cursed to wander the Earth and unable of putting roots down anywhere. Ruled by the Venari Council, the Jäger seek out Hellions and eliminate their threats using a variety of tools provided to them along with their natural talents.

Every Jäger is marked by their ancestral mark, the Mark of Cain. This mark can appear anyway on the body, though most often appears on the thigh and is not dissimilar to a tattoo. The mark is immediately recognizable by some Hellions, even while covered.

Gifts of Samael

Jager Physiology

Ellara has a unique physiology gained from a long ancestry dating back most famously to Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm. While her abilities are underdeveloped, Ellara still possesses several differences from a base human. The first of these differences is nearly undetectable, Ellara possesses two additional cones in her eyes' photoreceptor cells which allows her to see things that escape detection from the average human eye. Predominantly, this allows Ellara to see and detect the presence of the supernatural whether those around her want to seen or not. Ellara's sense of smell and her sense of hearing are also enhanced and with the proper training could be honed to the point where Ellara's hearing or sense of smell alone could compensate entirely for the loss of her sight. Additionally, Ellara possesses a sixth sense, a sort of supernatural 'radar' that provides her with an overwhelming 'gut feeling' whenever she's in the vicinity of something belonging to the supernatural.

The most notable aspect of Ellara's Jäger Physiology is her resilience to physical harm. As a Jäger, Ellara's body is substantially more durable and resistant to blunt force trauma than that of an ordinary human's and she possesses an incredibly high pain tolerance. It is difficult, though not impossible, to bruise Ellara and even more difficult to create strain on her joints or break her bones. Ellara possesses a sort of metaphysical strength that is not related to her physical mass and thus is hard to fully gauge. At best, it puts her above a trained strongman but not on a level that one would consider superhuman. Likewise, her physical speed, agility, and reflexes are also enhanced and while impressive to an average human, anyone one of these attributes would be rapidly outpaced by an individual possessing a superhuman trait of the aforementioned.

While a regular person may require eight to ten hours of sleep, Ellara requires considerably less but still needs rest to function. Ellara herself is capable of staying awake for days but this will result in her 'crashing' and her body forcing her to sleep for half a day. Provided Ellara is left undisturbed while she recuperates, there will be no lingering disabilities. When sleeping, Ellara can recover from most non-lethal injuries, the severity of which will determine how long she requires rest. Likewise, her body can sustain itself on very little food and water, having nearly double the threshold for dehydration or starvation that a human has, which leads to Ellara eating relatively lightly on an average day but capable of putting away large amounts of food after a long fought battle.

The Jäger's sixth sense for the supernatural is not accurate, it can only inform the Jäger that there is a being of supernatural origin within a fifty-foot radius. It cannot determine who is the supernatural being or even what kind of supernatural being it is. A Jäger who is not accustomed to the sensation of their 'sixth sense' may also feel nauseous, even violently ill which would do them more harm than good. Additionally, Ellara's Jäger Physiology does nothing to alert her of the presence of enhanced beings outside of the supernatural spectrum.

Ellara is also something of a technophobe, preferring to do things by hand whenever possible and using computers and cellphones sparingly. Furthermore, a lifetime of seeing what others can't has left Ellara in poor mental health and quite damaged. This has led to Ellara often refusing friends, help or aid even when in need of any of the aforementioned.

There are several noticeable weaknesses to Ellara's Jäger Physiology. The first of which is that in the same way Ellara can see the Supernatural, they too can see what she is. When her abilities see through the disguise of a supernatural, her own nature is revealed to them. Despite their resounding resilience against blunt force, a Jäger can be injured by conventional bullets, bladed weapons, and more advanced weaponry just as easily as an ordinary human can. Likewise, despite being able to perform it, Jäger's are not immune to magic and can be harmed or even killed from offensive spells.

All Jäger suffer from a weakness to 'Witch Blood' which is a literal term and refers to blood belonging to a living practitioner of magic. Weapons or objects laced with Witch Blood have a toxic reaction with a Jäger, causing burns upon contact and preventing wounds from closing. Ingestion of Witch Blood can lead to a Jäger being reduced to human levels if not outright killing them pending the quantity of dosage.

As a Jäger's primary method of recovery is through sleep, this leaves them with only two choices while injured requiring them to either continue fighting while wounded or to retreat in order to sleep. Either way, this decision could lead to the Jäger's untimely death due to falling in battle or being discovered while unable to defend.

A Jäger is designed to do one thing, and one thing very well, protect the world from the threats of the supernatural. As such, they are equipped to seek out, discover and destroy any supernatural threats, possessing the natural tools to survive and overcome any encounter especially when trained to do so.

Runes

While a Jäger's Physiology provides a significant boon against the forces of the supernatural, when faced with overwhelming odds, Jäger are known to mark their skin with arcane runes. This practice traces back to their Germanic origins and often is done using Germainc Runes however some Jäger are known to favour Enochian instead. The actual rune itself is mostly ceremonial and it is the magic sealed within the symbol that has the greatest influence on the effect of the rune.

Application of a rune requires a skilled practitioner of magic, specifically one skilled in alchemy due to the process involved in the mixing of the ink. No two runes require the same combination of ingredients and almost every mixture contains an ingredient of a magical origin. For this reason, runes are sparingly used and only applied in dire circumstances. Amongst the Jäger, there are specific members who dedicate their lives to learning how to craft and draw runes, those who walk the path often bring tribute to these 'Scribes' as compensation for their services.

While these runes are almost exclusively used by the Jäger, they could be applied to a mundane however the detrimental effects would be accelerated without the Jäger's constitution to stand up to the toxicity of the runic concoction. Outside of ritualistic body modifications, runes are also used on weapons in order to create specific effects and enchantments. If applied during the forging process, the rune is more stable and often has a longer period of use than a rune added to a pre-existing weapon.

Each rune can only contain one effect and the use of multiple runes accelerates the risk of poisoning within a host or degradation of a weapon. Damage to the rune can render it unstable and any sort of breaking of the symbol will render it useless to the host or user. In the event of a damaged rune, pending the extent of the damage, a Scribe may be able to touch it up and stabilize the magic but a ruined rune will need to be removed and reapplied.

Runic Markings are exceptional volatile both to apply and to the host. Ingredients need to be measured precisely and mixed exactly otherwise the rune will fail or worst, backfire in horrific ways. The rune itself will fade with each use but must also be cleansed from the host system using a purification concoction. Failing to cleanse the rune from the host after it has been extinguished, will result in a form of arcane blood poisoning to the host. Continued neglect will eventually lead to madness and a mindless, feral state turning the afflicted Jäger into a zombie-like creature.

Much like the rune itself, the purification process requires the correct alchemical concoction and depending on the state of blood poisoning and the rune that caused it may require a stronger blend or specific ingredients. If prepared incorrectly, the purification concoction can lead to severe side effects if not outright killing the consumer.

Runes are used to compliment a Jäger in any area they're lacking or to specifically target a known weakness. They can be used not only to bolster both offense or defense but also create specific situational effects if given the time to prepare.

Divine Tongue

The tongue of the Nightingale or 'Divine Tongue' is a Jäger's unique gift that gives them the ability to command and understand both written and spoken language in a way more humans can't. Considered to be 'Priority Speakers' when casting incantations or banishing beings from this plane, a Jäger's words take precedence over those of a rival caster or opponent. In addition to this, Jäger's are able to see messages hidden behind words and characters especially in the cast of rune or glyph based writing. Due to their 'Divine Tongue' and enhanced sight, new messages can appear on a page that wasn't present before due to the Jäger's mind being able to extrapolate the hidden text.

Combined with her ancestral knowledge, Ellara possesses a high degree of mastery over language and the longer she remains 'activated', the more ingrained her knowledge of Earth's various tongues will become. As a side effect, all Jäger speak in perfect pitch and share a natural talent for singing, storytelling and other vocal forms of communication.

The Divine Tongue, while granting a Jäger a mastery over language, does not allow for instantaneous learning of foreign tongues. Pronunciation may come easier to a Jäger but they will still need to learn the ins and outs of a new language if they wish to speak it correctly. The only exceptions to this rule are the Divine Languages which are ingrained within a Jäger's subconscious.

The Divine Tongue is not a universal translator and when confronted with a foreign language not in their repertoire whether, through their ancestral memories or their own learned, a Jäger will be as lost as those also involved in the conversation. This goes both ways in that a Jäger will not automatically begin speaking the foreign language in order to communicate when necessary. Languages not of Earth or based on other forms of communication such as pheromones or even sign language will present as much difficulty to understand to a Jäger as anyone else.

The greatest application of the Divine Tongue is casting or countering magic. Due to being a 'Priority Speaker' the Jäger will be able to overcome most lesser practitioners as well as being able to unleash a powerful offensive of their own.