luckofthedraw

Starkissed

^edited the entirety of my gods gender and alignment. I don't think dark god is quite right for this one...

Starkissed

Far from finished, but here is what I have on my CS so far. You'll probably have to review the heck out of it since... it's... an odd one...

Mado / Vodahil / God of Voids and Nothingness

⍚ Mado ⥥ 19 ⥥ Male⥥ Hetrosexual ⍚

"I Seem to Have Lost All Purpose"

𝔐y 𝔐ortal ℭ𝔬𝔦𝔩

[ ⍚ ] A _{P P E A R A N C E}

"Mado stands at 5' 10". The young man is light, but not in the least bit weak. His hair is a jet black and cut short. Amongst others he could be easily unnoticed, if it weren't for his eyes. Deep, cold and empty, they are of a blue so dark, they seem to be black. His gaze alone makes a few hardened warriors turn away. Still, standing shorter among the warriors of his land, he is easily lost and forgotten.

The only other thing of note is his scars, plastered down his back and centered on the lower part of it. They are not just gashes and slices, but holes, knots, and grooves...

His curse mark rests near the bottom of his back and indeed he himself has only seen it in the reflection of water. It shines whitish and appears different each time, probably due to the reflection of the water. Upon contact the whitish symbol simply vanishes as if it was never there to begin with.

That's when it starts spreading. Instead of the whitish color radiating out, however, 'colorlessness' radiates up his back and to his neck. The 'colorlessness' seems to suck the very color out of his skin, and his muscles. It makes his skin turn transparent until one can see his bones straight through his body. This goes up to his neck and, in extreme situations, can reach up to his face. Revealing the skull beneath.

Because of this he wears a lot of clothing to hide his back and neck. He wears the traditional robe of the Altose Clan, and wears a heavy (black wolf) fur scarf over that, which drapes down his back. He dresses to disguise not only his mark, but his scars surrounding it.

[ ⍚ ] P _{E R S O N A L I T Y}

"Does Mado even have a personality? Used to be a common question. And for the most part the answer was no. Until one day Mado seemed to grow odd. He seemed to become slightly crazy and unhinged. He would laugh in the oddest of times and would cry when no tears were to be shed.

It seemed to everyone that Mado could simply not understand even the simplest social queues of the people around him. Because of this he became extremely fearful and concerned with himself.

Mado tries to keep to himself, knowing this. However, when he gets excited it is not uncommon for him to behave oddly as if he finds it impossible to read the situation at hand. If this is drawn to his attention he becomes worried and frustrated with himself."

[ ⍚ ] B _{I O G R A P H Y}

"The Altose Clan is where he was born. And it could've been great. Lovely. Maybe even wonderful. Except he was born to his family. A family which has, since his 12th birthday been disavowed by the entirety of the Clan. His father had an intense fascination with his cursed mark. Coupled with his intense interest in magic, Mado found himself in hours of torturous pain as his father found ways of dissecting Mado for this magic.

Indeed, he remembers the terrified screams of his mother as his mother laid him onto something soft and the blood would run over and soak into it. Only the pain drowned it all out. Yet, the young boy did not scream nor twitch. In some senses he welcomed the pain, until the pain itself was nothing.

His family must've been poor, for the food handed to him under his door, while he whimpered in his pitch black room, was not enough to feed a baby. And he ate the same meal everyday until he could no longer taste the food. Indeed in the unlit room everything around him seemed bland and flavorless.

Ever since his father was sentenced by the Clan for his crimes, the boy has been recuperating. Six years later the pain and scars are still there. And that is when the strange feelings set in. As if he was missing something. As if his very soul held nothing at all. He could not cry. He could not feel anger. He could not laugh. Many of the people of Altose attempted to comfort him, but even to them he felt nothing. His attempts at conversation and feeling came off as misplaced since all his emotions seemed to die. In fear he would throw them out there trying to reproduce something of these emotions.

His panic would set back in when he overhears a discussion by several high ranking Altosians. They were talking about his father and how he may have made the right decision in exploring the possible depths of magic. The few people around Mado (for he had no friends to speak of) agreed at once that he needed to get away from Altose for fear that he might lose his mind amongst his memories among the Altosians."

Memories Retained: Ignore for now

𝔐y ℑmmortal 𝔖𝔬𝔲𝔩

⍚ Vodahil ⥥ GOD OF NOTHING ⥥ Male ⥥ N/A ⍚

<"Where did the gods live before there was anything? The answer is in the bosom of Vodahil. Vodahil wrapped everything and everyone in its arms. In a strange, unearthly sense it was the god's loving father. Nothing, nothing was the only thing that was there with the gods. And it too was one of them. And it loved each of the gods, doting upon them one at a time. It knew each of them by name and loved each one dearly. That is, until something was created.

Once the gods began creating, Vodahil found itself left behind, and when the gods entered their own creation, they left Vodahil behind. And alone. Nothingness then fell from its place as a doting mother and became like a child, small and out of the way. Not even bitter and hatred had it for the gods. For it was nothing. But it was hungry and it could consume. And so nothingness began consuming existence wherever it found itself.

Sometimes, it is said, the Void cries out with the voice of a child. Singing a solemn song:
"Out of Nothing
Nothing Comes
And to Nothing
it Returns">

A Forgotten Story

[ ⍚ ] G_{O D L Y A P P E A R A N C E}

"
- Altered Form: Vodahil sometimes appears as a massive black hole that sucks inward, consuming all in its path. Other times it is seen as a green mist that can appear in the form of a strong warrior.

- True Form: The absence of everything.

No light, no air, no sound, no smell, no taste.

[ ⍚ ] K _{N O W N F O R}

Nothingness
Loss
Absence
Voids
Endlessness

[ ⍚ ] F _{O R M A T I V E M O M E N T S I N H I S T O R Y}

"Vodahil was there in the beginning, nurturing the gods. And the gods nurtured him, for they were eternal, allowing him to exist without needing to feed. Giving them a place to stay within himself and they likewise. When the gods abandoned him for the pleasures of reality. He found himself confused and alone, he would begin eating away at existence. Disliking it for taking away the only family he had ever known.

That is when the gods fought back. They created another world where Vodahil could exist A world that he could eat and consume all by himself. And this is what he did for a millennium. The gods would continue to chain him up, fearing the havoc he could wreak upon the mortal realms. And he would continue to consume and to eat.

There are more than several account of the gods stopping him from breaking through into the mortal realm and consuming everything. These battles always ended in sorrow as the gods remembered who Vodahil once was and Vodahil once again feels the fulfilling presence of the gods (a warm familial feeling), only for it to end with cold, hard existence.

It all changed for Vodahil when one god(dess) came to visit him (but in his childish and weekend state, he forgot whomever this was). S/he would sit by him and talk to him, talk to the void, and comfort him. S/he would never feed him, though he had plenty of dry existence as it was.

At the very least that one feeling, of family, that nothing itself couldn't shake, came back. It began to feed less and slow down. Until the god/dess who kept him company vanished and did not return to visit.

Vodahil, fearful of losing this unknown immortal soul, separated himself from the Void he once was. A feat that the gods would have deemed improbable, nay impossible. Vodahil, no longer connected to the void he once was descended into reality. In hopes of finding comfort. In hopes of finding a family. In hopes of finding love."

𝔐y 𝔊ifts 𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫

[ ⍚ ] S _{K I L L S E T}

• Empty Mado can more easily ignore distractions
• Fearless He is not easily terrified
• Hopeless Mado cannot be demoralized, he has felt the worst at the weakest point in his life.

• Forgotten He can disappear easily or blend into a crowd
• Tortured Because of his past and his nature, he cannot easily feel pain
• Company Due to his desire for company he fights better alongside others

[ ⍚ ] A _{B I L I T I E S}

These will unlock as we continue.

Life Force: 0/0 (ignore for now)

Out of Nothing
Reflection on The Definition of Nothing

The Empty Set: Mado can choose one immortal to bond with (see future skills). The Immortal is able to refuse the bond. If this happens, refund the cost of the ability. Empty Set cannot be attempted again on the same character until two hours have passed.
Silence: Mado can drown out the noise around him for ten minutes. The very being of noise ceases.
Lost: Allows him to move slightly faster and hit slightly harder for a short period of time.

Nothing Comes
The Encroaching Nature of Nothingness

Unknowable: Mado reveals the nature of nothing to a person and they becomes subdued, unsure of themselves and thoughtful, though any physical pain or strong emotions might arouse them. After 20 minutes they snap out of the trance.
Endless Revenge: If this is activated and Mado's bonded partner takes damage from an enemy (cannot be a friendly or self inflicted). Mado is able to teleport to his partner.
No Boundaries: Mado can temporarily move through objects

And To Nothing It Returns
Nothingness is the end of all things

Nearing the Breaking Point: His cursed mark, instead of cutting through the coloring of his skin and muscles, cuts through the very fabric of reality around him. Turning parts of Mado's body into swirling black holes. He can rend the very fabric of space with these black-holes, moving incredibly fast.
The Number Zero: Mado can become partially one with a bonded immortal. They are in a mental link together and can gain smaller bonuses from each other's usual skills, as well as accessing each other's memories, hopes, fears and dreams if they both volunteer that access. Also, when this happens they are able to see through each other's eyes for a short period of time. If one of the pair die while this ability is active, they will have a vague sense of familiarity with each other in the next life, as if they are two parts of a whole.
Absolute Nothingness: Death: Mado reverts to his pure god fo rm for a short while. This tears his own body asunder instantly and sends out a radial dome of absolute nothingness sucking everything within it (outside of fellow immortals) and, all who see it (including immortals) are blinded and dazed by the very image (which there is none) of nothingness. If he had bonded to a partner before this, that partner forgets everything about Mado, even of his existence.

[ ⍚ ] I _{N V E N T O R Y}

Mado has very little on him, and certainly nothing that reminds him of his tribe.
His own travelling clothes, which are nice and well made.
Nothing of personal value. Nothing...

[ ⍚ ] R _{E L A T I O N S H I P S}

Will you participate in the Relationship Assignment?: YES
This section will be replaced with a Relation Sheet.

EDIT: More or less finished, just needs to be reviewed.

Stranded

B.P.

Name:
Jerry Mordock
Goes by the alias: B.P./Big Play/ or just Biggs

Age:
30

Sex, Gender and Sexuality:
(Male, Currently Unknown (he teases quite frequently, though he appears heterosexual)

Occupation:
Professional Gambler

Brief History:
Born into an astute religious home, Jerry Mordock was banned from the use of any cards. However, upon turning 10 he was given a gift from his uncle. A single card, an Ace of Diamonds.
This created a fascination in the young boy and he swore to himself that one day he would learn all he could about the cards.
Until recently he worked at the Joker's Lot Casino and has been favored as an eccentric entertainer outside of his near devilish skills with the decks and with gambling itself.
Also, due to wanting to keep his head down and staying on good relations with his family Jerry now goes by his stage name: Big Play.

Abilities/Skills:

- The Card Detective
Nobody can read another person like Biggs, it's what he does as a gambler. He is the king of personalities and can usually figure out what another person is thinking simply by their body language (to a reasonable degree, of course).

- The Stone Face of the Joker's Lot
At the same time few can bluff the way B.P. can. Some say that he can contort his face into just the expression needed for his enemy to make a play in B.P.'s favor. A true master of the bluff.

Appearance:
He is a tall thin man standing around 6'1". His hair slicks back and sticks out in odd ways and he remains clean shaven. He walks like a dancer onto a stage, but as if that dancer is also a waiter going to their table. It feels like the man is, at the same time, eccentric and astute. His eyes are a sharp green which seem to pierce outward, especially when compared to his very dark brown hair.
His arms are slightly longer than most people's giving him the look of some crazy walking scarecrow.
With a sharp jaw and a weathered face, B.P. Seems to appear young and spry sometimes, and other times old and weathered (he himself knows this and takes advantage of it whenever possible).
His skin is certainly pale, but not disgustingly so.

Current Clothing:
A dirty white waste coat with a dark grey blazer, engraved upon the blazer's lapel is a laughing mask holding up several cards. Still indeed a man who works for the Joker's Lot. The inside of the Blazer is a series of pockets wear he keeps his decks and other useful items.
Standing out in disgusting contrast, the man wears a pair of sickeningly yellow GTH pants.
Underneath his waistcoat is clean white button down and a black tie.
His shoes are a couple of winged dress shoes that were indeed an expensive grab.
The only other part of his attire that stands out is a pair of extremely dark shades. Which he wears when people began asking for his opinions.

Current Possessions:
Several decks of cards, some still in their package. Several Cigars, if indeed they survived. A very expensive walking cane, which the gambler does not need at all. A single book which seems to have its cover ripped off and replaced with a blank leather backing. It's contents known only to the gambler.
A single ace of diamonds, given to him by his uncle and kept very safe...

Reason for being on the ship:
The Gambler was just offered a new job and leaving his old place at the Joker's Lot. The reason for his clothing is that he had been wearing the same uniform for years and wasn't sure what else to wear until he got to his new job...

Other:
Though he is eccentric, he is not annoyingly so, and does lean heavily on his astute attitude. But, due to reasons with his family, he will not discuss his personal life with anybody. The Joker's Lot on the other hand...

5 random facts about luckofthedraw:
- I've DM'd for a popular podcast once, my only real significant contribution in RP history.
- I love Mathematics.
- I can read faster then the average person, but I write five times slower.
- I've taken more classes and have done more studies of the art of storytelling then I care to admit.
- My favorite television show to watch (not story-line wise mind you) is Ninja Slayer the Animation.

Starkissed

@Mae I was 'meh' until you mentioned violomagenarine. Yes please.
New favorite color.

What Are You Listening To?

@luckofthedraw
Post the link in these brackets. [youtube][/youtube]

@Tyler Night

That is handy information. Thank you. Sadly, since this is a playlist, the [youtube][/youtube] seems to only display a single video and not the entirety of the playlist. Ill add that individual video to the post anywhay though.

What Are You Listening To?

Complete Playlist:
youtube.com/watch?v=1JX48ClBg9E&list=…
my playlist for now... though it needs updated.

Stranded

If it is still open, I would love to join. I like the rules as well. :D

Do you create attractive characters?

Of course, that is the way I used to go about things. However, in one particular D&D game our DM made attractiveness a point value, that's when I noticed something. Everyone (literally) chose high values, or maxed, these values.
This made me realize that this could be worked to my advantage. So that is how our game began, 4 very beautiful elves and men and women and one, short, ugly, rat-haired priest who had the patience of a cheetah on BANG energy drinks.
Sometimes being the one who stands out requires you to stand out just a bit less then everyone else.

Starkissed

Color me interested. (Apparently there are lots of colors) :D.

Good Day... Where can I begin?

Good day!

I'm brand new to these forums, though I've been RPing for the good section of 10 years (95% of that time GMing). So, yeah, excited to see what's in store here. Hit me up if you ever need an extra player, or if you know of a good RP to get me on the field as it were.
Or maybe everyone could just listen to me ramble on about storytelling tips and tricks, but I seriously doubt it. :D

~Luck