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Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

Yeah, but its pitch black in there now. Only people with lights is uhh... Ruby and Well, Ihosha can see in the dark.

But I wont stop anyone from doing some extra read... As I left more than one hints towards what lies ahead in the posts with Dwyn.

Dishonored: Song Of The Void

Phew. Well, this took a bit of effort. If you find any problems regarding lore or whatnot, I'll be sure to fix them. I haven't played the new DLC, yet, and the last time I played was in the week when Dishonored 2 was released last year. I also included things that might not exist in this 'new universe' but I figured since it's after the events of the game, I can mess around with things a bit. So yeah... apologies in advance.

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Title: "La Faux"
Name: Aubert Fantome Du Blois
Sex: Male
Age: 24

Appearance: (Will get a drawing or something done... eventually. My comp is fried as of now.)

A tall and slim man, 'La Faux' conducts himself as a gentleman to whomever he might encounter. Because of his business, he tends to hide his appearance with disguise as his identity and appearance is quite particular. He often dresses according to the current situation and event, blending into the perceived 'norm' as much as possible. He keeps his platinum hair tucked underneath a wig or hat, whatever it may be, and his face constantly changing though an array of prosthetics. Only when he is revealing his true 'persona' does he done his signature decorated half-plate mask of porcelain and feathers. Only when he is on leisure, or in a safe place, does he don clothing more fitting to his tastes. Often his personal wardrobe consist of traditional and overly embellished attire, from flowing silk robes imported from offshore to finely tailored suits.

Skills: Aubert was bred and raised to be the heir of an esteemed family, thusly, has been trained and instilled with all manner of skills in the 'finer' arts. More practical talents are well-versed, such as fencing and dueling. Among this packages, as many would assume, includes skills that many would consider to be more relic-old and obsolete traditions. Equestrian training, ballroom etiquette, formal acting, penmanship and calligraphy, just to name a few. But these extra 'useless' talents are also what proved him beyond just a simple thug and desperate looter.

Since his fall from grace, Aubert has learned to warp his 'refined' skillset to suit more darker needs. He comes to offer what no other ratty thief or simple minded bruiser can ever offer. Information and Connections. Though his family no longer exists, he can still pose as a nobleman because of his unique skills learned only by nobility. Not to mention his appearance itself. Certain traits are preserved by their uncouth practices to preserve their 'lineage' and prevent deviation. While he may align now with seedy crime lords and ruthless 'kings', Aubert is still a man of pride, working to sway the law only towards those he deems worthy. He is a grand impersonator, able to imitate a wide range of voices and specific mannerisms. Using this skill, and his knowledge of lavish customaries, Aubert easily infiltrates his way into the wings of the 'high-brow' to reach his targets. He knows what makes an aristocrat tick, therefore he knows exactly how to make them crack. And how they will react when backed into a corner. With a sly tongue and charming presentation, he bleeds a trail of blood from the pompous underbelly of high society and corrupted jurisdiction. While revolutionaries strike at the whole of a condemned society, he instead chooses to kick out the supports and watch from afar.

Powers:
'Hallucinate' - Allows 'La Faux' to inject a false vision into his target's mind for a short time. While under its effects, they cannot distinguish this 'vision', no matter how absurd, from actual reality.

'Doppleganger' - Works the same as in the games.

'Void Presence' - For a split second, 'La Faux' partly enters another dimension and becomes incorporeal. During this ghostly form, he is able to pass through physical objects. During the effect, nothing from the physical world can harm him, nor can he manipulate the physical world in any way.

Backstory:

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When Morley underwent a grand revolution by rebel forces, the old King was killed as their first declaration. With only the Queen and her loyalists remaining to uphold the old system, a period of bitter strife struck the kingdom. Try as they did to tame the masses, all their efforts were simply delaying the inevitable. An inferno of chaos had swept Tyvia and her people, one that the aristocracy can no longer quell with fear and ignorance. The old empire would fall within a year. When the new Monarch stepped up to claim the throne, he was not a man of bloodshed. He proposed casting out the old, wishing to end things without violence. But the common people would not accept just that. They cried out against his kindness towards the evildoers that oppressed and abused them for so long. They would only settle for an eye for an eye.

And so, to gain their acceptance, the new king sought out the most loyal of the noble houses and put them to trial. The Blois family was among the loyalist houses who had been brought to judgment. They should have been exiled, as they merely fought for their king and nothing more. But there was an ominous force that day. Eyes from a 'lofty place' above were watching. True they had wronged, but their crimes were nowhere as severe as what the judge, 'Gervais Joguet', now proclaimed and put to charge. Among these fabricated claims, were ties to witchcraft and occult worship. The people of the newly elected religion, the 'Creed of Absolution', demanded the family to be punished and absolved as heretics, with Vicar 'Ignace Fouquet' especially fervent on this matter. With the new order of Morley owing much of their success to this very religion, their influence was greater than the new king himself. And so they would have their way. Other larger families also fared a similar treatment, but theirs was a merciful end compared to what happened to the house of Blois. For being a heretic was a label not taken lightly by the new 'Creed', whom stood against the Void and all of its chaotic evil. When the trials were over, among the severed heads collected underneath the bloody guillotines and dozens of hung corpses strung on the gallows, the Blois were brought out one by one and burned at the stake for all to bear witness. Children and all.

'The Great Cleansing' they called that day.

Aubert was a young man, sent off on a business venture overseas, when he learned news of his family's unrightful demise. He went into hiding and vowed to take vengeance to those who allowed this to happen. He blamed the new king of Morley himself for being dishonorable and weak, and the Enlightened Path, who no doubt manipulated the trials. And when the Void chose him to be its harbinger, though damning and enigmatic this entity may be, he would find no reason to deny its power.

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Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

@jerkchicken Before I answer that question, did you even read the latest OP post? Again, you can do whatever you want. But if you still intend on going with this action despite my earlier warnings, which you have blatantly ignored, then I'll just make it short and simple.

The character will die.

Dishonored: Song Of The Void

Oh. Well, here I am now. Guess I'll start brewing something in the lab over thr next couple of days. Looking forward to see how this iteration goes.

Kingdom Hearts ~ Seekers of Light

@savo@double...

Raily was breathless, sitting there on the street panting heavily after the bigger spell was finished. Still, she couldn't help but show a small celebration at how well her plan actually went, letting out a pleased giggle. Or maybe she was just happy to still be alive. She even got a compliment from Mr. Serious-Wrench too. Sort of. Well, it was better than the usual scoff and rapport he gave her.

"Haha... Thanks! Couldn't have done it without you and your freaky gizmo, Wallflower!" she grinned.

Noticing the look Dapper gave her, the black cat folding its arms and pouting off to the side, she gave him some love too, scratching between his ears.

"I didn't forget you, silly.~"

But time for celebration was short. Before Raily even had time to react, a strange indivdual appeared from above and she was trapped in a shard of ice cast from his shield.

She should've been scared at the thought of facing someone of high rank as an 'Imperator', but she couldn't help but roll her eyes as they spoke. Their new adversary seemed the typical kind of person who aligned themselves to the evil Empire out of pure selfishness. Sleezy and completely unaware of their own general creepiness. They weren't even a good enough villian for her to despise. Not to mention thesw type's bad habit of always talking far too much.

"Ugh. Just kill me now..." she thought as this 'Vexen' began to go on a sadistic rant about their sick hobby.

Luckily, a better alternative was granted to them. Raily felt the ice melt around her as a familiar giant shuriken attacked the Imperator.

"Yuffie!" she shouted, immediately turning to their two rescuers who stepped out of the shadows. Dapper let out a yowl from being freed too. Both the willy black cat and Raily gave Yuffie a pump of their fists, showing their appreciation to her bold and loveable senior. When Aerith addressed them, Raily can't help but give her senior an apologetic look.

"Yeah, I'm fine but... Sorry... You're always covering for me when I keep getting myself into messes..."

But with Ambrose charging right back into the fray, she realized now was probably not the time for petty sentiments and emotions. Instead, she needed to prove herself now more than ever.

With her mana being low, Raily signalled for Dapper, "Quick, mana potion!" who whipped out a small blueish vial from his little pouch and tossed it to her. Downing the liquid in one large gulp, she made a sour face.

"Bleh. Still tastes like squid. Gotta fix that..." she says.

But regardless of the unsatisfactory taste, she could feel her strength slowly returning. It wasn't anything like the effect of a'super' potion or 'ultra', so she wasn't fully restored, but it managed to pick her back on her feet again. The light-haired witch then struck a casting pose, joined with Dapper holding out a toy wand, and began casting a Hex onto the crude blonde Imperator. She hoped it would have some effect in slowing him down for her allies to attack, even if it was marginal. This was all she really had to offer as an offense at the moment.

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Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

I think even with our 18+ rating, we'd get banned faster than we can even get done writing a post with such topic. X^D

War Never Won (Modern Fantasy, Action RP)

If you want. We can even collab the fight. Make it more narrative focused with real time discussion.

Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

@zombehs it was a waifu. RIP

@jerkchicken I still have no idea what you're talking about regarding this proposed action... Anchor something, yes, but what comes next? What do you want to happen?

I don't know if this is some crazy trolling or what.

@kagethekiller Welcome back. Luckily, we haven't moved far enough to make him irellevant. But I can't promise that in the future if you don't notify me.

Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

I want to divulge the nature of the things each of you have acquired/done, as to indicate just the amount of impact it has had on the initial design of this level. Because it might not seem like much, but already I've had to remap many locations and change numerous triggers. An NPC you've yet to even encounter, and never will now, already lies dead. But I've been convinced to keep my silence on such details by a spooky little voice. So all thats left for me to do is sip my tea and watch as everything I planned drastically changes and falls into chaos around me.

I'm impessed actually, and quite trilled to await what happens next.

War Never Won (Modern Fantasy, Action RP)

@RedXCross...

'Terry' merely tilted their head and snarled, glaring at him with gleaming red eyes. Her voice seemed warped, choked behind this booming tone.

"Enough talking! Speak only with battle!"

In truth, the warriors did not need to kill one another when assigned one of their peers. They were hard enough to come by as it was, so War made do with the satisfaction of just a 'near death' beating. Though the Warbrand promised Terry it would relent once they got their 'fill', whether they planned to keep their word can only be proven at the anointed moment.

If past records are to go by, this possessed Terry was prone to making 'accidents'.

Watching Tobias take a ceremonious amount of time preparing for the fight, who tactfully readied his posture and took the scope of the surrounding scenery in with casual stride, annoyed the hooded warrior. They out a growl, the black and white raincoat twisting as it contorted to show its displeasure. It despised such things. Such a waste of time. But they knew to keep patient. It will all be worth it soon enough. Feeling the tension build up in the public space as the two warriors made themselves known was already making 'Terry' antsy. The hooded girl let out an unnatural laugh as it gleamed the innocent faces forming the crowd, feeling invigorated by the energy. Some of them would feel it hard to breathe suddenly, coughing as they were exposed to the canted power of her Warbrand. She could barely stop herself from drooling. Yes, more lambs coming for the slaughter.

This is just a taste... delicious morsels.

Finally, when Tobias stepped out, just as he cued, the battle began with a roaring upbeat.

'Terry' immediately lashed forward with their blade, like a beast snapping its head, the weapon hissing as it released a plume of noxious black fumes in its arc. Their bodies were more durable than any human, so the thing did not seem to care much about being tactical. Trading blow for blow was their intention. Quite a barbaric method, but it played to her advantage. One strike, a small nick, was all it needed to infect its prey, no matter her state afterwards. Then she can play patient, watch as they slowly and painfully succumb to the disease.

And for those particularly slippery targets, there was a countermeasure. Already, the area around the girl became difficult to tolerate. A leeching poison beyond any earthly comprehension began to take hold around her. It would take more time to take full effect, but already people around them were clutching their necks and gasping for air.

This left Tobias a grim foresight to the type of poison stored in her blade.

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