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Lunarlord34Ludo Liszt | |
 ________________________________________________________ "I'm here for a good time, not a long time." PERSONALITY: | Ludo can be described as a 'thug with a heart of gold.' Sure, he is prone to getting into fights and other unsavory acts, vulgar, and generally rough around the edges but beneath all of that he is someone that at the end of the day tries to do right by others. If he could screw someone over and still do right by someone then that's even better. He is a social, charismatic, and affable young man that lives his life doing what he wants though that goes typically hand in hand with his tendency to take risks. Ludo loves fighting and is ready to throw down at a moment's notice, except if he thinks his opponent is not challenge as there is no satisfaction in beating the weak. However, he does have a bit of a temper and sometimes his first reaction is to solve it with violence, and he does hold a grudge. As a commoner, Ludo is not only sympathetic with the ongoing social movement but wishes to be a participant if it were not for his situation. He does show disdain towards most nobles, which does not help keep him out of trouble. | MAGIC: | Poison Magic: This allows Ludo to generate and shape a variety of different poisons in different states of matter. The effects of each poison could vary wildly, such as debuffs or more direct damage such as flesh eating poison. However, poison in certain doses is medicine, so Ludo can create poisons that have temporary buffs though they are not without side effects. | SPELLS: Touch of Death- Reinforcement, Offense/Defense - Essentially a lesser Mana Skin, Ludo coats his body or body part with a layer of mana infused with poison magic. Not only increasing his durability, anyone or anything organic that touches him will receive corrosive burns and this can be used offensively too when he goes in for close quarters combat. However, the durability/reinforcement effect will not be as effective as Mana Skin until he learns it. Lernaean Serpents - Curse/Creation, Offense - Ludo creates serpentine creatures made of poison that lunge forward to bite their target. The bite injects paralysis venom into the target, which will cause the user to struggle to move their own limbs. The bite strength can break through low levels of reinforcement Painkiller - Curse, Support - Ludo injects venom into himself or his target to either dull the sense of pain or turn it off completely, but the side effects of each increased dose or continuously applied dose will become more severe. The limit is three. A single dose dulls the pain around 25%, but due to the lower dosage the side effects are minor such as nausea, minor fatigue, brain fog after it wears off. A double dose will nullify the pain around 50%, but the side effects including much more severe nausea, brain fog, severe fatigue, double vision, and general bodily weakness. Three doses completely nullifies the pain and as well as the mentioned side effects all of the pain that his body ignored not only comes back in full, but it's also doubled. By the way, additional immediate doses after another dose will have the same negative side effects. ABILITIES & SKILLS: Beloved by Mana - Ludo would be considered an outlier by having mana rivaling that of the nobles. His large reserves would allow him to not only cast multiple spells at the same time with ease and cast large spells, but allows him to withstand battles of attrition when mana is concerned. Adept Brawler - He is not someone that has shied away from scraps and his many brawls have given him a certain set of skills. Despite not receiving any formal training, he has a good sense for combat and knows how to hold his own though his brand of fighting could be seen as dirty than honorable, but to him a win is a win. Keen Mind - While it would be fair to assume that he has a rock for a brain given his thuggish disposition, it would be wrong. Ludo is an intelligent young man with a very sharp eye for detail and is like a sponge for knowledge. He is very good with money and offers very good customer service though that last part was more because his father would lecture him about a happy customer is good tipping customer. | GOALS & FEARS: | His only goals are to become a Magic Knight, get his freedom back, and climb up the ranks to hold the people that have held a tight grip on him and his father's life responsible. Beyond that, he wants to make sure that his father will have a life where he would not have to work so hard anymore, but still work. He has to keep the old man busy somehow. He fears of what would happen if his plans were to fail. Ludo feels trapped in a situation that if anything goes wrong, his father suffers the consequences for his son's actions. | ............................................................................. | The Liszt family is as normal as any other family in the Clover Kingdom. They were fortunate enough to run an inn and tavern on a major trading route, albeit it is quite a modest abode that acts as their home as well though it is just Ludo and his father. Not too long after he was born, Ludo's mother took off and his father, Marco Liszt, did his best to raise his son on his own. He never really knew who his mother was, his father did not like to talk about her much, but it did not matter. They didn't have a lot, but they had each other and that was all they needed. Ludo was considered a special child, someone beloved dearly by mana unlike so many commoners. To other commoners, he was a star and a protector and to nobles he was nothing more than a nuisance, which was not helped by Ludo constantly butting heads with them. Other kids would become his followers, which would lead to him inadvertently creating an actual gang where he would lead them into all manner of trouble and mischief to the point, he was on a first name basis with the local authorities. A troublemaker he definitely was, but he was also known as the kid that would do favors for everyone without expecting anything in return and a good son that helped his father with the inn and tavern. For every bad thing someone could say about him, there were another ten things to speak positively about his character. Most children dream of being a Magic Knight and Ludo was no exception. He dreamed to one day be a captain and make sure his father never lifted a finger to work again and Ludo unlike most commoners had the means to do so. Things should've been straight forward, except they weren't. When Ludo was fifteen, he received is grimoire and that should've been the happiest day of his life. Instead, Ludo's father suddenly collapsed while in the middle of working. He had fallen ill, and he was not responsive towards treatment. The only thing that they had yet to try was to get someone to heal him, but there was no world where they could have afforded it. Desperate to save his only family, Ludo sought out known gang in the area that had connections and begged them to help, that he would do anything to help. They agreed and it was not long until a healer treated his father back to health. Now, the problem was the matter of payment. Ludo could not afford to pay, so he had two options: become his boss' child's servant or they would harvest his father's body and sell his parts on the black market. The gang members knew who he was, so they figured that his boss would see the novelty of owning a commoner with a deep well of mana. It was an ultimatum, but one that Ludo had no choice but to accept. His father knew none of it. Ludo made up a half truth, saying that he was able to get a healer, but he would have to go away and work off the payment. Of course, his father protested, but Ludo convinced him that he still needed time to recover and that he would visit whenever he could. There was very little time to spend with his father before Ludo was forced to depart, left to wonder what kind of person his boss was going to be. What he had not expected was to arrive at an estate. The boss of that gang was a royal. It had turned out that this royal had a criminal network all across the kingdom working under their thumb. They agreed that Ludo would work for him for a year, serving his child hand and foot as their personal attendant. That year he spent there was hell. The boss' child treated Ludo like a dog beaten by a stick and he could only take it. Any act seen as rebellious would void their agreement and his father would've been the collateral. All he had to do was stick it out until the next year, except that didn't happen. They never intended to let him go and he could barely hold it together to not fall into despair, except he received a new order. His son wanted to become a Magic Knight and in order to maintain the status of his son's servant he also needed to join the Magic Knights. If he were to fail, then there would've been consequences. However, Ludo saw this as an opportunity. A plan started to germinate, a plan to get his freedom back and it all starts to with becoming a Magic Knight. |
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@Zeroth
1. Alrighty, I'll be sure to amend that.
2. I wrote it up actually, but I was afraid of bloating the description. A single dose dulls the pain around 25%, but due to the lower dosage the side effects are minor such as nausea, minor fatigue, brain fog after it wears off. A double dose will nullify the pain around 50%, but the side effects including much more severe nausea, brain fog, severe fatigue, double vision, and general bodily weakness. Three doses completely nullifies the pain and as well as the mentioned side effects all of the pain that his body ignored not only comes back in full, but it's also doubled. By the way, additional immediate doses after another dose will have the same negative side effects.
3. Yeah, that's cool with me. Should I send the PM or do you want to?
Oh and that's cool with me if Tristan recognizes him. It makes sense so I see no problem with it.
1. Alrighty, I'll be sure to amend that.
2. I wrote it up actually, but I was afraid of bloating the description. A single dose dulls the pain around 25%, but due to the lower dosage the side effects are minor such as nausea, minor fatigue, brain fog after it wears off. A double dose will nullify the pain around 50%, but the side effects including much more severe nausea, brain fog, severe fatigue, double vision, and general bodily weakness. Three doses completely nullifies the pain and as well as the mentioned side effects all of the pain that his body ignored not only comes back in full, but it's also doubled. By the way, additional immediate doses after another dose will have the same negative side effects.
3. Yeah, that's cool with me. Should I send the PM or do you want to?
Oh and that's cool with me if Tristan recognizes him. It makes sense so I see no problem with it.
@Xaltwind
Good, I need a character that Ludo will hate, but will ultimately have to come to begrudgingly acknowledge over the course of the rp.
Good, I need a character that Ludo will hate, but will ultimately have to come to begrudgingly acknowledge over the course of the rp.
I'm just gonna drop this here. If anything needs to be changed or developed more, please let me know and I'll be happy to do that.
This seems neat.
She's pretty fast. Basil thought to himself as he watched the receptionist dash off to find someone with a bit more experience. Just as quickly as she went, she came back with a very floral woman and a bipedal walking cherry with technically two heads. When asked about the berry, Basil said, "Oh yes, I have it here," and held the strange fruit out to her to inspect though it was no dice.
Basil held back a disappointed sigh and said, "I suppose that's to be expected and I say that not as an insult to your expertise. I'm not sure if this berry would've been catalogued considering who gave it to us but thank you all the same." However, instead of discouragement he was met with exuberance for the mystery fruit he held.
"We could..." There was hesitation in his voice. The thought of planting it had crossed his mind, but what would happen afterwards was completely up in the air. Then again, what was there to be nervous about? Basil asked for a blessing from Landorus and that's exactly what he received, so maybe he needed to not complicate things. He turned to Anise. "What do you think? We could do it, but it's not like we'll get to ask for another one."
Clearly Anise was just as lost as he was regarding how they were actually going to capture Landorus though she was the more frustrated of the two, which she showed through a passionate display of martial arts. He looked at her with great awe at her skill though he would be hard to deny how adorable it was to watch her Pokemon do it alongside her. Still, it wasn't like Basil didn't understand her plight. Does one remain true to themselves, or do they adapt? Basil looked like he wanted to say something to Anise, but at the moment he held his tongue. After his own verbal slip up, he was not sure if it was best for him to make his thoughts known.
Considering that Amelia was just along for the ride, it was safe to say that they made their way to the garden. Eventually the found it underneath one of the few patches of actual sun that would be needed to grow berries, so it actually made it easier to find it. Looks like this place is making a killing. Basil thought to himself. They were soon flagged down by the receptionist and when they approached they were soon showered with items. "Uh... Thank you?" That was some aggressive marketing strategy.
After the receptionist gave them the run down and the sales pitch, Basil gave her an apologetic smile. "Oh, um, I'm sorry, but we're not here to rent a plot. Well, maybe not yet. We're here because we are in need of some expertise. You see, we were gifted a berry except it's not one we've ever seen before." He fished around his bag and pulled out the strange orange pear-shaped berry that Landorus gave him. "Do you think anyone here can assist us?"
@CitrusArms
Strange nightmares aside, Stella had a relatively normal morning. She could hear a faint ticking in the back of her mind, but eventually it went away.
The Nurse Joy smiled when approached by Stella and when asked what Gastly ate she said, "What do Gastly eat? If they're like any other Pokemon, they're probably picky with what they like, but they eat normal food." She squinted at her and followed with, "Just don't hunt people down for their souls. I don't know where people even got the idea that they eat souls from." Clearly, she was not the first person to have the same thought.
Anyway, back to the house!
The house looked exactly the same as she left it yesterday. It was still falling apart and entering it was a hazard to her own health, but it looked the same. Time rotted away at it every second, not just the mansion per se, but the memory of what it once was to the people in this town. It was just another building that needed to be renovated though the history and the memory of the people was long gone, except it was partially untrue. The only true remnant was the maintained garden that stood in stark contrast with the rest of the estate. That and the potential ghost tethered to the building.
"Gastly gaaas!" Well, yes, it could. From what it could, there was something inside of the building. What it was, was the question. The dead are dead, and the living were living. The distinction was clear. However, there was a difficult, borderline undetectable distinction between the souls of humans and of Pokemon. There was something off though; Spoops could not tell if whatever inside was dead or alive. It was as if it was teetering on the border of the two.
The door slowly creaks open, but there was no one there to greet her this time. There were no builders either. It was eerily quiet, they could almost a pin drop.
If she went inside, then she was free to investigate as there was no one there to actually stop her at the moment.
Does Stella go inside?
@samreaper
Blades of nature's energy were ready to come down and cleave the magenta bird, but there was a catch about being in midair; one would struggle to be able to maneuver through the air if they needed to and that was the exact problem that the Grovyle was facing. In that instance, it ate a face full of glittery feathers. It cried out in annoyance as it swung randomly, but instead of drastically lowering its attack in its case it lowered its accuracy, so it was only hitting air.
The Grovyle's momentum carried it forward through the air and with no way to see where it could land with its currently obscured vision, it took a tumble along the ground. Back on solid ground, it ripped the feathers right off its face to show it gritting its teeth and glaring something awfully fierce at King.
Ramos, not leaving a moment of Tristan to breath, yelled out "Grovyle, keep a cool head and keep use Energy Ball!" Balls of swirling green natural energy and one after another they were being thrown up towards King.
What does Tristan do?
@Zarkun
The good professor demeanor went from an excited puppy to that of disappointment in a blink of an eye. Her shoulders slouched upon the news, and one could almost imagine she deflated on the spot. One could only imagine the amount of work that she poured into her research only to go up in smoke. "Oh, that's a shame. And here I thought I was finally making a breakthrough after all this time." She said with a heavy sigh, not suspecting that Jason was withholding information from her even if it was possibly for her own good. Hopefully Jason was happy with himself, the monster.
"Well, I shouldn't let you leave empty handed. Here's your reward." She rummaged around her pockets and pulled out a small golden sphere for Jason to take.
Yup, Jason was holding a sphere of gold in his hand. Before he could leave, Professor Jacques asked, "By the way, I heard that you may have gone to see Helga. If you did see her, could you tell me how she is doing?" From what he could tell, she was asking with concern, but thankfully with some emotional intelligence helped by a die roll, he could tell that it was not concern for him. She was concerned for Helga.
What does Jason do?
@Lunarlord34
"Isn't this the part in the movie when one of us becomes the first victim?" Freya said with apprehension while she walked side by side with Steph towards the cabin. It was actually quite odd; the closer they got to the cabin, the bigger it got. Now, that's normal, but the thing was it was abnormally large for the average human being. Walking up the steps, they stand before a door that was well over 12 feet tall with a door handle made of iron that looked like it was made for the hand of a giant and it sure looked like it was beaten and twisted into shape by one.
They could hear something inside, some clanking and clinking of something. When they knocked on the door, it came to a stop and was followed by a pair of heavy boots stomping and another pair of skuttling bones making their way across a wooden floor. Eventually, there was a clunk and shift of some lock from inside followed by the weight of the door shifted and was pulled back to reveal the inhabitants of the cabin. What they saw was an elderly woman, except this elderly woman was eight feet tall and built with muscle on muscle beneath her wrinkly olive skin exposed by her white tank top. Her hair, pulled back into a loose ponytail, was long and straight with a color akin to gold that had lost its luster and share stared down at the two girls with equal parts curiosity and annoyance in her brown eyes.
However, there was something off about her. She wore an apron, and it was covered in a suspiciously red splotches of color. That and she held a serrated knife covered in the same liquid. "Huh, more of you?" She said with a calm, gravelly voice.
Standing next to hear was a skeleton dog with a tombstone on its heads, panting with its tongue lolling out. Despite its eyes being covered by silver purple strands of hair it was easy to tell that there was not a thought behind them. Still, it was 6'07" so it was rather hard to ignore it's presence.
Pokedex Entry #972-Houndstone, the Ghost Dog Pokemon. Houndstone spends most of its time sleeping in graveyards. Among all the dog Pokémon, this one is most loyal to its master. A lovingly mourned Pokémon was reborn as Houndstone. It doesn't like anyone touching the protuberance atop its head.
"Borf!" It barked out at the two girls with its constant skeleton grin.
Freya, who typically was not one to crane her neck up when speaking to others, looked like her soul was escaping from her mouth.
@Joshua Tamashii
Meanwhile, Amelia approached one of the Pumpkaboos and it looked at her with great curiosity. "Pumpka?" It said before it circled around her. Other Pumpkaboo noticed this and drew closer to her, also curious due to the strange tinge of death that emanated from the girl. It was a little uncomfortable with how close they were getting, but they meant no harm.
She had their attention at least. Now what?
Strange nightmares aside, Stella had a relatively normal morning. She could hear a faint ticking in the back of her mind, but eventually it went away.
The Nurse Joy smiled when approached by Stella and when asked what Gastly ate she said, "What do Gastly eat? If they're like any other Pokemon, they're probably picky with what they like, but they eat normal food." She squinted at her and followed with, "Just don't hunt people down for their souls. I don't know where people even got the idea that they eat souls from." Clearly, she was not the first person to have the same thought.
Anyway, back to the house!
The house looked exactly the same as she left it yesterday. It was still falling apart and entering it was a hazard to her own health, but it looked the same. Time rotted away at it every second, not just the mansion per se, but the memory of what it once was to the people in this town. It was just another building that needed to be renovated though the history and the memory of the people was long gone, except it was partially untrue. The only true remnant was the maintained garden that stood in stark contrast with the rest of the estate. That and the potential ghost tethered to the building.
"Gastly gaaas!" Well, yes, it could. From what it could, there was something inside of the building. What it was, was the question. The dead are dead, and the living were living. The distinction was clear. However, there was a difficult, borderline undetectable distinction between the souls of humans and of Pokemon. There was something off though; Spoops could not tell if whatever inside was dead or alive. It was as if it was teetering on the border of the two.
The door slowly creaks open, but there was no one there to greet her this time. There were no builders either. It was eerily quiet, they could almost a pin drop.
If she went inside, then she was free to investigate as there was no one there to actually stop her at the moment.
Does Stella go inside?
@samreaper
Blades of nature's energy were ready to come down and cleave the magenta bird, but there was a catch about being in midair; one would struggle to be able to maneuver through the air if they needed to and that was the exact problem that the Grovyle was facing. In that instance, it ate a face full of glittery feathers. It cried out in annoyance as it swung randomly, but instead of drastically lowering its attack in its case it lowered its accuracy, so it was only hitting air.
The Grovyle's momentum carried it forward through the air and with no way to see where it could land with its currently obscured vision, it took a tumble along the ground. Back on solid ground, it ripped the feathers right off its face to show it gritting its teeth and glaring something awfully fierce at King.
Ramos, not leaving a moment of Tristan to breath, yelled out "Grovyle, keep a cool head and keep use Energy Ball!" Balls of swirling green natural energy and one after another they were being thrown up towards King.
What does Tristan do?
@Zarkun
The good professor demeanor went from an excited puppy to that of disappointment in a blink of an eye. Her shoulders slouched upon the news, and one could almost imagine she deflated on the spot. One could only imagine the amount of work that she poured into her research only to go up in smoke. "Oh, that's a shame. And here I thought I was finally making a breakthrough after all this time." She said with a heavy sigh, not suspecting that Jason was withholding information from her even if it was possibly for her own good. Hopefully Jason was happy with himself, the monster.
"Well, I shouldn't let you leave empty handed. Here's your reward." She rummaged around her pockets and pulled out a small golden sphere for Jason to take.
Jason received a Nugget!
Yup, Jason was holding a sphere of gold in his hand. Before he could leave, Professor Jacques asked, "By the way, I heard that you may have gone to see Helga. If you did see her, could you tell me how she is doing?" From what he could tell, she was asking with concern, but thankfully with some emotional intelligence helped by a die roll, he could tell that it was not concern for him. She was concerned for Helga.
What does Jason do?
@Lunarlord34
"Isn't this the part in the movie when one of us becomes the first victim?" Freya said with apprehension while she walked side by side with Steph towards the cabin. It was actually quite odd; the closer they got to the cabin, the bigger it got. Now, that's normal, but the thing was it was abnormally large for the average human being. Walking up the steps, they stand before a door that was well over 12 feet tall with a door handle made of iron that looked like it was made for the hand of a giant and it sure looked like it was beaten and twisted into shape by one.
They could hear something inside, some clanking and clinking of something. When they knocked on the door, it came to a stop and was followed by a pair of heavy boots stomping and another pair of skuttling bones making their way across a wooden floor. Eventually, there was a clunk and shift of some lock from inside followed by the weight of the door shifted and was pulled back to reveal the inhabitants of the cabin. What they saw was an elderly woman, except this elderly woman was eight feet tall and built with muscle on muscle beneath her wrinkly olive skin exposed by her white tank top. Her hair, pulled back into a loose ponytail, was long and straight with a color akin to gold that had lost its luster and share stared down at the two girls with equal parts curiosity and annoyance in her brown eyes.
However, there was something off about her. She wore an apron, and it was covered in a suspiciously red splotches of color. That and she held a serrated knife covered in the same liquid. "Huh, more of you?" She said with a calm, gravelly voice.
Standing next to hear was a skeleton dog with a tombstone on its heads, panting with its tongue lolling out. Despite its eyes being covered by silver purple strands of hair it was easy to tell that there was not a thought behind them. Still, it was 6'07" so it was rather hard to ignore it's presence.
Pokedex Entry #972-Houndstone, the Ghost Dog Pokemon. Houndstone spends most of its time sleeping in graveyards. Among all the dog Pokémon, this one is most loyal to its master. A lovingly mourned Pokémon was reborn as Houndstone. It doesn't like anyone touching the protuberance atop its head.
"Borf!" It barked out at the two girls with its constant skeleton grin.
Freya, who typically was not one to crane her neck up when speaking to others, looked like her soul was escaping from her mouth.
@Joshua Tamashii
Meanwhile, Amelia approached one of the Pumpkaboos and it looked at her with great curiosity. "Pumpka?" It said before it circled around her. Other Pumpkaboo noticed this and drew closer to her, also curious due to the strange tinge of death that emanated from the girl. It was a little uncomfortable with how close they were getting, but they meant no harm.
She had their attention at least. Now what?
Basil blinked a few times with a head empty of thoughts because that was not the response that he expected from an eleven-year-old child. Normally kids her age and heck, even the older ones were a bit more gung-ho about the chance of finding a legendary Pokemon, but instead she was keener about an actual solution. That and she had some thoughts on his sitution too. He squinted his eyes when he tried to think about who in the world she was talking about until it clicked. "The champion? You mean Jacques? He's part of the Elite Four, not the champ and to be honest that flashy guy just shows up whenever he wants." The memory of Jacques descending down from an Aerodatctyl was still fresh in his mind.
"But I will mention at some point to the professor and send it to her. I just need to inform both of them because I don't want to set loose a Pokemon that can destroy a city block upon her. That and I think I should at least make the effort to learn about her. At the moment, she is part of my team so it's only right." At the very least, he knew how to relate to something that was running away from its own problems. That and he really was not planning on sending a level 74 Gothita that could use its psychic powers to cause mayhem without proper planning.
However, that was his plan. Meanwhile, he glanced to Anise and said, "Uh, I mean, we were planning on getting stronger first, but I guess it's possible though considering how prideful that Pokemon is I don't think it's going to be swayed easily by words. Unless... No, well, hmmmm..." Basil folded his arms and had an unsure expression while he was thinking about what she said. There were gears whirring in his head though he wasn't sure if what he had was actually something or just smoke. "Maybe before I jump to conclusions, we should do what we came here for and investigate the berry that Landorus gave us. Perhaps that will shed some light on this?"
Basil stared at Anise as he felt the tips of his ears heat up for an entirely different kind of embarrassment. "Oh, a joke. A joke." That was a joke? She said it in the same exact way that she typically did. Maybe she was so earnest and serious that it was hard to separate, but Basil felt like that was not the case. In his gut, he felt like that what he had done was hurtful and she was just covering up how she felt by saying it was a joke. Either that or he was spiraling down a rabbit hole of over thinking
Anyway, to clarify Anise's confusion Basil said, "Sorry, that's not what I meant. I meant you could explain while we look together so I could stop putting my foot into my mouth for longer than a minute. I'm just gonna... just wait I guess." And there he stood awkwardly watching Anise explain the situation, wishing that the earth beneath his feet would open its maw and swallow him whole to escape from his own bloody social awkwardness.
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