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STATUS: Elope with me Miss Private and we'll drink ourselves awake 8 yrs ago
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Character Name: Driftl0rd776 (shortened of course to Drift Lord)
Character Gender: Male
Player Name: Jason Fearn
Player Gender: Male
Player Age: 20
Personality: Jason is a rather cocky and arrogant individual, often taunting and performing 'trickshots' on his opponents as much as possible. He succeeds in this due to a fair amount of luck, which he neglects to acknowledge, instead thinking it was all skill. However, even with this rather bad side of his personality Jason is rather kind and friendly to his team mates, and isn't one to rage or get 'salty' over the game should anything happen. One word to describe him would be loyal, if you are good towards him he will return that goodness tenfold and do practically anything you ask of him.
Skills: Sniper rifles, submachine guns, light armour, genius.
Stat Focuses: Dexterity, Endurance, Constitution, Intelligence
Character Appearance: Driftlord's most noticeable piece of clothing is his slouch hat. Underneath of which rests a long, brushed back set of hair that melds into a hearty set of mutton chops. A bandana hangs around his neck which he pulls up when attempting to be covert. He usually wears dark colours or just plain black depending on the situation.
Player Appearance: Jason stands at about 6 foot 4 and has the muscular physique of an amateur rugby player. His hair is light brown and usually styled into a small quiff. His eyes are a piercing blue, contrasting with the colour of his hair slightly. He is usually never seen without his cap, which bears the name "Sleaford Mods".
Player Bio: Jason was born in Edinburgh, Scotland and had a pretty normal early life really. The only exception was his skill and interest in rugby, which he played just about as much as he could whether it be on his schools team or just at the local park. He got into video games at around the age of 12, and became obsessed with having the most skill and being the best. Of course, this had a negative effect on not only his health but his social life. He noticed this and began cutting down and started returning to rugby. Before he knew it, his school life was over and he had to choose what he really wanted to do in life. After much consideration he decided upon moving to America to study sound engineering at university. This was when he got into Full Dive Gaming. A friend he had made at uni introduced it to him and the flood of skill and competitiveness washed over Jason. He's been hooked ever since.
Character Gender: Male
Player Name: Jason Fearn
Player Gender: Male
Player Age: 20
Personality: Jason is a rather cocky and arrogant individual, often taunting and performing 'trickshots' on his opponents as much as possible. He succeeds in this due to a fair amount of luck, which he neglects to acknowledge, instead thinking it was all skill. However, even with this rather bad side of his personality Jason is rather kind and friendly to his team mates, and isn't one to rage or get 'salty' over the game should anything happen. One word to describe him would be loyal, if you are good towards him he will return that goodness tenfold and do practically anything you ask of him.
Skills: Sniper rifles, submachine guns, light armour, genius.
Stat Focuses: Dexterity, Endurance, Constitution, Intelligence
Character Appearance: Driftlord's most noticeable piece of clothing is his slouch hat. Underneath of which rests a long, brushed back set of hair that melds into a hearty set of mutton chops. A bandana hangs around his neck which he pulls up when attempting to be covert. He usually wears dark colours or just plain black depending on the situation.
Player Appearance: Jason stands at about 6 foot 4 and has the muscular physique of an amateur rugby player. His hair is light brown and usually styled into a small quiff. His eyes are a piercing blue, contrasting with the colour of his hair slightly. He is usually never seen without his cap, which bears the name "Sleaford Mods".
Player Bio: Jason was born in Edinburgh, Scotland and had a pretty normal early life really. The only exception was his skill and interest in rugby, which he played just about as much as he could whether it be on his schools team or just at the local park. He got into video games at around the age of 12, and became obsessed with having the most skill and being the best. Of course, this had a negative effect on not only his health but his social life. He noticed this and began cutting down and started returning to rugby. Before he knew it, his school life was over and he had to choose what he really wanted to do in life. After much consideration he decided upon moving to America to study sound engineering at university. This was when he got into Full Dive Gaming. A friend he had made at uni introduced it to him and the flood of skill and competitiveness washed over Jason. He's been hooked ever since.
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@Mr_Pink: Character looks fine but how exactly does the semblance work? Is there a limited range or could he designate something as a bomb and then detonate it from the other side of the world? Do larger objects drain more aura? Is there an ongoing aura drain while an object is designated but un-detonated? It has the potential to be very very powerful so I’d need a little more refining on how it works before I was comfortable accepting him.
I'd say it deactivates if he gets further than a little over half of a football(soccer) fields distance from the bomb. And yes, larger objects do drain more aura but I doubt I'll ever have him make anything other than small things like pennies and whatnot bombs anyway.
Two Weeks Ago
An apartment block
The area was abuzz with noise as police began blockading off the area around the entrance of the apartment block. A couple of wannabe super villains had taken a family hostage far up the building, and rigged it with explosives just in case their plan should fail. Inside the building the situation wasn't much better. The 'villains' were nervous and jumpy, they were far from ready for a situation like this.
The chief of police was getting ready to call in the SWAT. No hero had arrived on scene yet and it was far too risky to allow this to go on, even if his actions risked the life of one or two of the family members. Just then, a call rang out, someone had spotted a red light moving and gliding in the dark high above them. A spotlight quickly moved to track it. Hal was scoping out the building, finding the exact point to enter at for maximum success.
As quickly as he was spotted he was missing again. He leaped at the building and gripped onto a ledge, peering over and into the room at the situation. He grabbed his silenced pistol with his weaker arm and shot out the light before quickly ducking back down.
"The fuck just happened?!" Shouted one of the villains.
"They cut the power you idiot" replied another, moving to the window to look down at the crowd. Perfect, exactly as, Hal had planned. He reached up and gripped the villain by his shirt before tossing him out of the building and far to the ground below. He quickly hopped into the building soon after, skulking about in the shadows before quickly subduing a second hostage taker with a quick punch. Unfortunately, the final villain had now turned on a lamp in the corner of the room.
The villain held the mother of the family at gunpoint, threatening to blow her brains out if, Hal didn't leave. Hal grinned, his knee began moving and locking behind itself until he was fully ready for the next part of his plan. A shot rung out within the apartment as a bullet flew from the gun hidden in Hal's knee and into the hand of the villain, flying through it and getting stuck in his shoulder. Hal quickly sprinted up, gripping him by the neck before dragging him out of the room and into the hallway. The next part was not for children. He felt the AI slowly begin seeping into his brain as he jammed his hands under the teeth of the villain. He slowly began prying his jaw and head away from each other until finally the screaming stopped and he snapped the jaw off. He left the corpse there, escaping out into the night as he had done time and time again.
Present day
Hal sat in a seedy bar he was known for appearing in. He was rocking back in his chair, his mechanical leg gripping onto the table in front of him to keep him stable. The TV was playing the news quietly, the president had just been murdered on live television. A small grin grew on Hal's face. As sadistic as it sounded, this meant that he actually had someone who posed a challenge to fight.
He made his way out of the bar, the city was practically deserted, everyone was inside watching the news. He looked out into the distance, the cops were chasing seemingly nothing. He made his way in their direction, spotting a rather strange woman touching the floor. He thought nothing of it, strange people were more common in this town than the normal ones. He did get a slight jolt of shock when he heard a 'thunk' as he stepped over the area where she had touched. But thought nothing of it and moved on. Time to wait for the bounty to come in.
An apartment block
The area was abuzz with noise as police began blockading off the area around the entrance of the apartment block. A couple of wannabe super villains had taken a family hostage far up the building, and rigged it with explosives just in case their plan should fail. Inside the building the situation wasn't much better. The 'villains' were nervous and jumpy, they were far from ready for a situation like this.
The chief of police was getting ready to call in the SWAT. No hero had arrived on scene yet and it was far too risky to allow this to go on, even if his actions risked the life of one or two of the family members. Just then, a call rang out, someone had spotted a red light moving and gliding in the dark high above them. A spotlight quickly moved to track it. Hal was scoping out the building, finding the exact point to enter at for maximum success.
As quickly as he was spotted he was missing again. He leaped at the building and gripped onto a ledge, peering over and into the room at the situation. He grabbed his silenced pistol with his weaker arm and shot out the light before quickly ducking back down.
"The fuck just happened?!" Shouted one of the villains.
"They cut the power you idiot" replied another, moving to the window to look down at the crowd. Perfect, exactly as, Hal had planned. He reached up and gripped the villain by his shirt before tossing him out of the building and far to the ground below. He quickly hopped into the building soon after, skulking about in the shadows before quickly subduing a second hostage taker with a quick punch. Unfortunately, the final villain had now turned on a lamp in the corner of the room.
The villain held the mother of the family at gunpoint, threatening to blow her brains out if, Hal didn't leave. Hal grinned, his knee began moving and locking behind itself until he was fully ready for the next part of his plan. A shot rung out within the apartment as a bullet flew from the gun hidden in Hal's knee and into the hand of the villain, flying through it and getting stuck in his shoulder. Hal quickly sprinted up, gripping him by the neck before dragging him out of the room and into the hallway. The next part was not for children. He felt the AI slowly begin seeping into his brain as he jammed his hands under the teeth of the villain. He slowly began prying his jaw and head away from each other until finally the screaming stopped and he snapped the jaw off. He left the corpse there, escaping out into the night as he had done time and time again.
Present day
Hal sat in a seedy bar he was known for appearing in. He was rocking back in his chair, his mechanical leg gripping onto the table in front of him to keep him stable. The TV was playing the news quietly, the president had just been murdered on live television. A small grin grew on Hal's face. As sadistic as it sounded, this meant that he actually had someone who posed a challenge to fight.
He made his way out of the bar, the city was practically deserted, everyone was inside watching the news. He looked out into the distance, the cops were chasing seemingly nothing. He made his way in their direction, spotting a rather strange woman touching the floor. He thought nothing of it, strange people were more common in this town than the normal ones. He did get a slight jolt of shock when he heard a 'thunk' as he stepped over the area where she had touched. But thought nothing of it and moved on. Time to wait for the bounty to come in.
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