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Post-Cataclysmic Earth

Nathan Thumberstock | 40 | Male
Thumberstock Oil Co. Founder, ex CEO and board member.

Networth: 50 BILLION USD
USA | NYC, NY | Manhattan
M.S in Economical Science, PhD in Financial Administration.

Bio:

My Hider

Nathan was born in New York city to a single mother who struggled to get by. He never knew his father and it was both a negative effect on his unorthodox upbringing, and a positive motivation to better himself. His mother passed away when he was fifteen, and when he was on her deathbed he promised her to quit drugs and daily brawls in the city. He was quite the brawler in the streets, he was famous for his naturally gifted "Power Jab". After his mother had been buried he was taken into the custody of his wealthy aunt whom he greatly despises for neglecting her sister, Maria, his mother. Nathan's aunt made sure he was raised a proper gentleman and took the burden of enrolling him into a boarding school before graduating with honors. He still had his troublesome traits about him, even after graduating from Harvard with honors and recognition amongst his peers.

At the age of 28 he started a small company, Thumberstock Sailing Co. that was mainly focusing on renting luxury sailing boats to wealthy millionaires. Just after three years in the business and after accumulating various contacts and seeing much money spent before his eyes, Nathan decided to go bigger. Within the next five years he was able to set up an international conglomerate oil company that was solely founded by him. He ran his company for some years then passed it to younger men he thought were butter at running things as he sat back and took care of the bigger things.

Recently Nathan was invited by Pierre Athene, another multi-billion dollars worth business man to a press conference at the Yellowstone National Park for philanthropic purposes. Nathan had a long list of extremely powerful and wealthy friends, Athene wasn't one of them. More of a long time rival, nothing direct however, mostly press articles and cheap headlines to merchandise the two men's nonexistent rivalry.

Personality:

Nathan is an extremely fierce human being when it comes to business, owning no amount of mercy at all. However at leisure, he is an extremely perfect idol of the idle 20th century gentleman. Extremely sophisticated and quite dapper, both in apparel and character. His manners are beyond noble, but he is quite easygoing when there is a drink and would even get into a barbaric fistfight and demonstrate his once lauded meanstreets "Power Jab".

Nathan is quite humble but he never bothers to get into the affairs of those he could deem below him, networth wise speaking. He would rather avoid fruitless talks with common people and is more interested in sophisticated circles.

Nathan is the kind of man that both drives a Bently to work while rocking Mozart in thr morning, but sporting a thousand hundred helmet and speeding in a Suzuki Ninja while listening to vulgar rap music. He knows his drinks, his threads, and certainly he knows his women.

Transformation Info:

After the "Green Flash in the Heavens", Nathan turned into a being that transforms into Nature's response to hostility and ill souls. He owned an Oil Company that really discarded any effort to preserve the green part of the world, it was only ironically appropriate that he would turn into the entity that savors Nature. A Guardian and Saint to the powers of Nature, he thinks it is nature, could be something much more higher or sinister.

Nathan's ability in a nutshell is the ability to change his physical size to extreme magnitudes using the power of nature. Basically whenever he "grows" into a giant or swings a hundred foot punch it is usually twigs, trees, barks, and leaves doing the "growing". He would however control and learn to master his new powers before even growing a twig on his index finger.

A side effect to his transformation is his gradual personality change, everytime he "grows" it is someone less Nathan and more something else that is in his body and head. This will cause extreme psychological breakdowns to Nathan, and various internal fuck ups.

Weapons: His words and fleet of sailing boats.

Post-Cataclysmic Earth

...shared history...

@aladdin_sane

That actually sounds like something that would have happened between the two. It is only logical that because they both grew up in the same city and same upper class circles that they would bump into each other. I am all in for what you have suggested, but I will throw in the fact that Nathan would, too, forget his encounter with Pierre for added dramatic value. Maybe there are some more recent interactions, perhaps a sarcastic battle of subtle comebacks at some gala or fundraising event in Manhattan.

Also I like this new image better, looks more Pierre Athene and more manipulative.

The Sandy Rose Saloon

@Voltus_Ventus Shelly's turd is still there in Archie's place, also missing a few hundred bucks. If you want we could slowly develop a plot here, maybe one of our characters will end up killing the other.

Orrrr you could just blame a random dirty and drunk burglar for it. Up to you.

The Sandy Rose Saloon

Shelly stood a spectator as the chaotic chase for the Hennessey fugitive finally ended with Rose winning it all. He not only lost the thousand dollars initially offered, or the potential ten grands, he not only lost the money he stole from Archie's or even Marlett either dead or escaped in the midst of the shooting. Shelly also damaged his Indian made mask, and he damaged his since of dignity and purpose. He decided to sober up his spirit and quit distractions, his quest for the hidden artifact in the mountains still a priority afterall.

When he came into Sand Flats, he was already worn out from the previous job, he expected a cheap glass of wine and a bed. A whore for bonus, but never this clusterfuckbomb of Wild West drama. Shelly ripped his mask off and tugged it into his pocket. He brought his hat down to cover his face, an extremely scarred one, and walked inside trying not to cause anymore problems.

"You still owe me that fucking expensive vintage wine Madame." He yelled without looking at the already preoccupied Rose. He walked inside and hoping to find any trace for Marlett, he didn't. Instead Archie was sitting across him in the distance, Shelly gave him a scarlet glare, a subtle grudge and snarled away to pick up a bottle of beer that wasn't harmed in the shootout.

There were few people left in the Saloon, the piano was fortunately intact save a few nails and sand. Shelly grabbed his bottle and walked over to the piano, being careful not to walk to close to Archie.

He set the bottle side on a nearby stool and started playing some sweet honky tonk tunes.

The Sandy Rose Saloon

I love how this started out comedic, and now it is an absolutely chaotic Western action. Merits of a good RP right here!

I will wait for @AtomicNut to post before I do.

The Sandy Rose Saloon

As Shelly was holding Rat on point, a suspiciously cheerful individual walked out with a grin, his oriental clothing provoking Shelly's more racist side. He calmed down for a minute before the man, Wu, mentioned this man was worth tenfold what Rose had offered. Shelly snarled in disbelief just in time when, distracted, he almost got shot by Rat as he was bloating about him being one of the Hennessey brothers.

A part of the Saloon overhung ceiling fell on him and Wu, as the dust settled he saw that Rat already vanished into a blurry shade in the night. His mask was torn from the downside, his lips were now visible, curtained by shreds of the mask. His lips scarred and growing into a sinister snarl.

"Me friend, me partner, lets split that ten thousand and split a fucking head as well." He turned to Wu as he helped him out of the wooden rubble which was extremely light, no way a few wooden planks that were worn out by wind and age could have even scratch ed the bums of two seasoned bounty hunters.

Shelly checked his pistols and reloaded the chambers as his reloading ritual was interrupted by the sight of a suspiciously well dressed man, Shelly snarled, now visible through his shredded mask.

"The butcher!" One of the fleeing drunkards whispered to Shelly as he was escaping the chaotic saloon. Shelly stood still, hands on his holsters.

Post-Cataclysmic Earth

@aladdin_sane Read my CS please, we might be sharing a certain interest or something.

Post-Cataclysmic Earth

Nathan Thumberstock | 40 | Male
Thumberstock Oil Co. Founder, ex CEO and board member.

Networth: 50 BILLION USD
USA | NYC, NY | Manhattan
M.S in Economical Science, PhD in Financial Administration.

Bio:

My Hider

Nathan was born in New York city to a single mother who struggled to get by. He never knew his father and it was both a negative effect on his unorthodox upbringing, and a positive motivation to better himself. His mother passed away when he was fifteen, and when he was on her deathbed he promised her to quit drugs and daily brawls in the city. He was quite the brawler in the streets, he was famous for his naturally gifted "Power Jab". After his mother had been buried he was taken into the custody of his wealthy aunt whom he greatly despises for neglecting her sister, Maria, his mother. Nathan's aunt made sure he was raised a proper gentleman and took the burden of enrolling him into a boarding school before graduating with honors. He still had his troublesome traits about him, even after graduating from Harvard with honors and recognition amongst his peers.

At the age of 28 he started a small company, Thumberstock Sailing Co. that was mainly focusing on renting luxury sailing boats to wealthy millionaires. Just after three years in the business and after accumulating various contacts and seeing much money spent before his eyes, Nathan decided to go bigger. Within the next five years he was able to set up an international conglomerate oil company that was solely founded by him. He ran his company for some years then passed it to younger men he thought were butter at running things as he sat back and took care of the bigger things.

Recently Nathan was invited by Pierre Athene, another multi-billion dollars worth business man to a press conference at the Yellowstone National Park for philanthropic purposes. Nathan had a long list of extremely powerful and wealthy friends, Athene wasn't one of them. More of a long time rival, nothing direct however, mostly press articles and cheap headlines to merchandise the two men's nonexistent rivalry.

Personality:

Nathan is an extremely fierce human being when it comes to business, owning no amount of mercy at all. However at leisure, he is an extremely perfect idol of the idle 20th century gentleman. Extremely sophisticated and quite dapper, both in apparel and character. His manners are beyond noble, but he is quite easygoing when there is a drink and would even get into a barbaric fistfight and demonstrate his once lauded meanstreets "Power Jab".

Nathan is quite humble but he never bothers to get into the affairs of those he could deem below him, networth wise speaking. He would rather avoid fruitless talks with common people and is more interested in sophisticated circles.

Nathan is the kind of man that both drives a Bently to work while rocking Mozart in thr morning, but sporting a thousand hundred helmet and speeding in a Suzuki Ninja while listening to vulgar rap music. He knows his drinks, his threads, and certainly he knows his women.

Transformation Info:

After the "Green Flash in the Heavens", Nathan turned into a being that transforms into Nature's response to hostility and ill souls. He owned an Oil Company that really discarded any effort to preserve the green part of the world, it was only ironically appropriate that he would turn into the entity that savors Nature. A Guardian and Saint to the powers of Nature, he thinks it is nature, could be something much more higher or sinister.

Nathan's ability in a nutshell is the ability to change his physical size to extreme magnitudes using the power of nature. Basically whenever he "grows" into a giant or swings a hundred foot punch it is usually twigs, trees, barks, and leaves doing the "growing". He would however control and learn to master his new powers before even growing a twig on his index finger.

A side effect to his transformation is his gradual personality change, everytime he "grows" it is someone less Nathan and more something else that is in his body and head. This will cause extreme psychological breakdowns to Nathan, and various internal fuck ups.

Weapons: His words and fleet of sailing boats.

The Sandy Rose Saloon

Shelly sounds like the kind of person that would shoot a horse hmm...

A Different sort of Post-Cataclysmic Earth RP

So far my character creation thoughts are as follows:

A man that owned an oil company somewhere in the old world, after the whole earth shattered into cereal corn flakes and came back as a gigantic sphere of- something else, he discovered that he has been changed dramatically.

Changed as in he can now change size and length of his body and limbs with the help of 'nature'. When he grows into a 400 feet giant, or stretches 200 yards, it will not be his own human skin but more like tree barks, moss, leaves, pine trees or shrubs, a fuckload of shrubs.

It is kinda ironic how a conglomerate oil company owner turns into mother nature's holy saint and guardian.

Oh and did I say every time he transforms he hates humans more and more, that is any kind of humans. But to avoid having a character that just stomps and fucks around, he will have extreme internal conflicts between himself and this new "green" him.