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The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Is there anyone that'd like to have a run in with Leonce/Sol? Just wanna know before I start writing a post for him.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

@Sapphire Yes, I suppose it does. @NarcissisticPotato Can't wait!

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Removed.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

@Letter Bee cool beans

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

We're seriously lacking a white mage

Name: Leonce Armistead Alias(s): Sol Age: 21 Affiliations: I dabble here and there Factions: Who wants to know? Description: Reference Leonce stands just above average, clocking in at 5'11. He sports a pseudo-hawk as his go-to hairstyle, his hair naturally white as snow from two thirds of the way up the right side of his head to the bottom of his hairline on the left side, leaving a strip of chestnut coloured hair. His eyes are notably his most unusual feature, even when compared to his white hair, tattoos, and piercings due to his glowing golden irises and ivory pupils. Leonce has a lithe build with a muscular frame, his body lacking the weight of a brawler, while still having the physicality of a ballet dancer. His six years as a male ballet dancer are also an incredibly well guarded secret. In Costume Sol wears a mask. It's sort of a necessity as he is technically an unregistered meta and as a result, has a kill on sight order which would be much more of a nuisance if his real identity were known. His costume is similar to a knight in the way that a smartphone is similar to ENIAC; His costume is the new sleek, hyper functional, suit made for the modern knight. It fits his body well, lining his torso and limbs with protective plating while his joints and neck are guarded by an impact dispersion system not that different from chain mail. His boots are lined with short-burst thrusters capable of letting out bursts up to .5 seconds long which can propel him up to ten meters in any direction. His gloves and boots are lined with deployable nanohooks which can help him easily scale any surface. Powers: God's Revolvers When Leonce makes an L shape with his thumb and pointer, imitating a gun, he's using the bread and butter of his power. His fingertips will glow as is touched by holy light and out will come a ray of light to wash over his targets. Unlike your normal light-based meta, instead of doing harm, it undoes any pain or suffering of those hit. Wounds rapidly heal, both new and old. He gets one shot per day per revolver so he can't waste a single shot. Sweet Touch If Leonce gets in close and puts his hands on an afflicted area, at the cost of his own life force, he can undo injuries of the highest degree, though with severity comes time and more resources. The only thing limiting this is how ever much life he still has left in him. Well of Life Within Leonce exists a well of energy that he can tap into to either bolster his own health or heal others. Due to this Leonce is functionally immortal, his aging having come to a screeching halt, his immune system developing hyper-immunoefficiency, and his cells in a near continual state of replenishing themselves. His personal healing factor, if he were well enough known, would be hailed for its strength. He's had a blade slice through his neck, his skin, muscle, and bone repairing and reattaching itself even before the blade had finished exiting his body. The only catch is that if he expends his daily supply of energy, he can no longer heal himself. Healing himself requires a near infinitesimal amount of energy, while healing others requires a much greater amount. Thankfully he has noticed that with age and with practice, like a muscle his energy supply grows greater. Skills: Well experienced street fighter, quick to action, good with repairing and maintaining advanced equipment, has mad social media game Equipment: A slick set of armour and a hideout in an undisclosed location in the shitty part of town Ranking: Yes Brief History: WIP (Would be more fun to reveal as the RP goes on)

E-gads, he has another one? Who the fuck does this guy think he is?

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

@Archmage MC Yer gotdamrite I had to.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

@Raijinslayer Usually dinner and a movie works for most girls; what's Damien's price?

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

@Raijinslayer I have bad news for ya, Raijin. Damien's quite a bit more edible than another character of yours.

Businessmen & Briefcases

@BuriedComic7 Oh, crap I forgot. Accepted, buddy. • Business Jargon - 10 • Charisma - 19 • Caffeine resistance - 4 • Office Pranking - 14 • Organization - 2 • Number of Workplace Violations - 20 • Self Loathing - 14 • Professionalism - 1

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

"Clearly one of us is more studied on our animal friends, though I can't blame you. You don't seem the type to care for really understanding what goes on in the world. You're more suited to taking orders." Bo waved a hand at her, as if he were dismissing her and returned to the counter, not entirely willing to allow himself to be any closer to her now. "I doubt you'd understand what it's like to live every second of your life in agonizing pain. Regular food is just a supplementary for the real thing. Metas are the only thing that satiates my hunger. Eating a burger is like putting a band-aid on an amputation and calling it a day. It doesn't work and never will." He was staring at her with some annoyance behind his eyes, his fingers drumming on the counter top as he chewed on his lip, letting her explain 'alternatives'. There was a chance it would work, not very likely of course, but a chance that he could act as a death row disposal or as the world's shittiest superhero. If anyone knew how his powers really worked, that he had to eat his victims to gain their powers though... there'd be no way that the government would allow him to get away with that. He'd grow too powerful to quickly. He was already well above most metas. Hell, before having any of his other powers his strength and power dampening alone were another to take down one of the S tiers of Detroit. If only he had gotten to devour the cunt. This whole thing would've been so much simpler. Shit. Bo clapped his hands together and pointed at Light, "Well, how about we table this little goose chase then, huh? You go and tell 'em I'm willing to come peacefully if they figure out a way for me to continue eating metas. Otherwise, they may as well kill me. I'll be here."