Samebito

Experimental Army

Name: XM1A5 Mechanized Attack Hound Ophois, though more commonly referred to by the nickname "Hokey." Age: Hokey has been in operation for around three years and continually upgraded ever since his initial launch. Gender: Masculine programming. Appearance: Here Hokey is roughly the size of an adult horse. Personality: Mostly obedient, though is subject to intermittent "spaz outs" as the personnel in charge of his maintenance put it. These "spaz outs" consist of truly inexplicable behaviour. They're a cause for great concern, of course, but have yet to cause too much damage. A frequent complaint from anyone but his staff (who find his quirks endearing) is that Hokey is just plain "unsettling" to be around. Abilities: Being a cybernetic war machine, this comes with several perks. - Armor plating, though nothing especially durable. He was intended for fighting infantry, and struggles against heavier resistance. - Tail tip mounted flamethrower. - Minigun housed in a storage unit situated at the back of the throat, which, when active, shifts to emerge from the mouth. However, there is only so much ammo storage crammed into so much space, and firing time is thus extremely limited. In a combat situation, this would thus be used only extremely sparingly and if an enemy is for some reason out of reach of the claws, fangs or flamethrower. During his stay on the base, this ammunition is actually replaced with non-lethal, rubber bullets, as to avoid disaster, but no one actually knows this. - Incredibly powerful jaws and claws. Fleshy bits should keep well out of reach, but sufficiently tough stuff can impede them. - Hokey's movement system is modeled on that of a cheetah's, with speed to match. - Hokey is absent of the needs of an organic creature (though does require downtimes for maintenance, with particularly vast ones required when operational for too long.) Bio: Hokey is the culmination of years of work invested into Project Ophois, a program aiming to produce autonomous combat vehicles to primarily serve as the vanguard for assaults by regular military forces, but also for the purposes of security as well. While Hokey is ostensibly a war machine, a rather exotic one at that, he displays intelligence and personality far too life-like for what conventional computers are presently capable of. The secret, known only to the program and the maintenace crew attached to him, is that Hokey is operated by a brain-computer interface. The actual origin of the brain is an even more tightly guarded secret. Perhaps other participants in the program with the relevant expertise and powers would be able to shed more light on this mystery. It is only in the past two years that the Ophois project has outgrown its initial conceptualization to the point where new demands necessitated the usage of a human brain. Previously it was served just fine by ordinary computers. The machine was consequently transferred to Vlad's project, following the installation of the mind-machine interface, as he was certain to have what was needed to bring the program to its next stage: a live volunteer.

Areapolis - City of Wonders! (Always Open)

Hah. Sorry. Got a bit carried away with posting there. I swear this'll be my last one for a while. I'll let others catch up and all.

Areapolis - City of Wonders! (Always Open)

The cat reached a hand back to scratch at his neck as he considered the frog's words. "Well, uh I went from walking on four legs to two legs, so any sort of motion that tops that tends to be a bit impressive--" He coughed into a fist and stopped himself. "Brings me to the slums?" He repeated, evidently confused. He placed his hands on his hips and glanced around, surveying his surroundings. He winced, then chewed his lower lip in contemplation. "It certainly does appear to be a slum, now you mention it. huh." He murmured. He gave an exaggerated shrug. "Just kinda... dropped in, I guess. I was in a really, really big hurry and cast a teleportation spell, without any particular thought for any actual destination. Quite foolish, that. It could have ended in oh so many bad ways. To name a few, one possibility was me getting trapped in another plane of existence, or, another fun one, getting spewed all over that wall there like the insides spurted out of a crushed tomato--" He once again fake coughed, clearly realizing he was perhaps going a bit too into detail. He turned his head downwards to examine the wounded man. "He doesn't look particularly loaded. Especially unlikely, given this is a slum, come to think of it." He pondered out loud. He blinked. "Well, what are you waiting for? He's only going to be unconscious for so long." He laughed, perhaps a bit worryingly amused by the prospect.

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Tex blinked, then froze as his eyes drew in the visage of what was to him an equally unfamiliar creature. He was so focused on him that he merely sidestepped out of the path of the man who had been sent hurtling through the glass. His eyes widened at the impressive maneuvers the frog had taken to evade the downed man. His stare was only broken for a brief moment as he checked himself over for any glass that may have embedded in him. Fortunately, it had not, so back to the frog creature his attention went. He shook his head and finally spoke. "Only slight amounts of offense taken!" He chuckled. "I mean, after all, there are oh so many weird and wonderful things that wander this world, and I can hardly expect you to have seen 'em all." He said as he drew closer. "I'm Tex. Wizard, wanderer, magically fashioned cat-man, performer, philanthropist, visionary, possibly wanted by the city watch for things I -swear- I didn't know about at the time, and all around not particularly thrilled today, really." He rubbed his chin as he regarded the frog again, leaning back on a heel. "Now, as for what -you- are, I can tell you right now: fascinatingly skilled. I've not seen anything move quite like you since... ever, really."

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With a loud popping sound and lightning flash, Tex suddenly rematerialized in an alleyway. He wasn't too picky about his destination, with his only concern being the escape. However, he found that he was a few feet above the ground when he reentered the physical realm. Tex fell face first against the stones below him with a dull thwack. His hat joined him shortly after as it gradually drifted to ground next to him. With a grunt he pried himself up out of the dust and glanced around. To his dismay, he wasn't the only occupant of the alley. Deeper in were a couple doing... something. Too poor to afford a room, or perhaps fans of unusual scenery, he figured. This was the extent of his consideration of the scene as he hastily scrambled to his feet, snatched his hat, and made his second escape of the hour. As he emerged onto the street, he examined the front of this establishment random chance had dropped him at the side of. He tugged his hat back onto his head with both hands as a sigh escaped him, his gaze fixed on the sign before the building. "Giulias House of Leisure." A brothel. Lovely. He brushed the dirt off himself and shook his head. What a day. As he spun about to head on his way, his keen hearing detected quite a commotion within, reinvigorating his attention. He shifted up against the wall as he began to eavesdrop.

Areapolis - City of Wonders! (Always Open)

Hello Samebito, and welcome to the game! Both your Apps are accepted, so go ahead and play :)

Golem

Thank you! First post made.

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Tex shifted about behind the curtains of his small stage impatiently, more than once taking peeks out from behind the veil. It had never crossed his mind to check with the relevant authorities for the regulations and fees associated with suddenly occupying a section of the town for a performance. He hadn't even rented the stage; it was merely one of his conjurations. His ears drooped as he inwardly hoped that the magic wouldn't fail again. The stage had disappeared beneath his feet during his last venture. He was so embarrassed by that travesty that he had relocated to the opposite side of the city, Owlsbrook, for his next whack at it. From his brief glances, he had noticed the turnout this time around was somewhat larger than his last crowd, which didn't help assuage his anxieties. But what had drawn even more of them this time around? Was it the fancy illusionary sign that hovered above the venue, declaring "Come See: Tex Errant, Magician Extraordinaire"? Were the denizens of this section of the city just more fascinated by magic and other such novelties? He could not know for sure, but if it paid off, a larger audience was, of course, better. More pockets and pouches to empty out was never a bad thing. Once the swarm of observers had swollen to a size he deemed ideal and he had steeled his nerves, he readied himself. He shifted the curtains aside with a whispered incantation, and with that, his show began. He wandered out to the front of the stage, a broad grin displayed. "Ladies, gentlemen, children, and all, welcome. I am, of course, Tex Errant." He gave an exaggerated bow. When he rose again, he clapped his hands. A colourful puff of smoke enveloped him and the stage was suddenly shrouded in darkness. This drew some concerned but intrigued sounds from his audience. With a creaking sound, a miniature sun rolled along the back wall of the stage, shedding away the darkness, revealing a clear blue sky spread across the backdrop. As the stage was once again illuminated, it was revealed that the top surface of the stage platform had been replaced with a small body of water. Floating in its center was an equally small boat. Standing inside of it was the disproportionately large Tex, who was scanning left and right with a hand extended to shield his eyes from the sun. Amused murmurs escaped the crowd. "Ahhh yes. The ocean!" Tex enthusiastically began. "Adventure, romance, freedom. These are the words it conjures in my mind." He continued, turning to face the audience. He suddenly extended an index finger in front of him. "But, it also makes me think of the countless tales of the legendary Captain Aldous and his equally legendary vessel, the Parsimonious." "But where would he be today, after all, without his crew?" As he listed off the central characters in his story he was about to regale them with, he conjured illusions of each before them. "No-Luck Nathaniel, who, despite his appellation, was quite lucky... to leave the grips of a mighty kraken with at least two of his limbs still in place. Cory the Incorrigible, the irrepressible pest, who is nonetheless possessed of an innate insight when it comes to matters pertaining to all manners of seabird. Luscious Lucy, whose... characteristics it just wouldn't be right to tell you all today, what with kids in the audience." At that last character, he grinned sheepishly, then continued. However, midway through his next character introduction, he was abruptly cut off by a sudden commotion. Several guards were parting the crowd as they charged towards the stage and Tex. "There's that damn cat again!" One cried. "You've got a lot of nerve! We told you before that you need a permit!" Tex stumbled about with surprise and terror, rocking his boat about wildly. As the illusory water splashed up at his ankles, he squeaked with fright, his tail curling between his legs. As they were just about to climb onto the stage, he drew the curtains shut. The stage suddenly shrank and vanished in a flash of light. Tex had evaded his irritated pursuers once again. His crowd had lingered, just to see what all the fuss was about, but with no Tex and no show, they lost interest and thereafter dispersed. Tex wasn't having a particularly grand time in Areapolis so far, it appeared.

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Character App

Name: Tex Errant. Race: Enchanted cat-form familiar/Magic Miscellanea. Gender: Male. Age: 21 Description: Tex was for most of his life the familiar of the great wizard Tessegnach. Tessegnach, despite his fame and prowess, much preferred a life of seclusion and never ventured far from his tower, where Tex was his sole companion. As he grew so old that even his mighty sorcery was unable to sustain his presence in the land of the living for much longer, he desperately sought an apprentice upon which he could impart his secrets and legacy. However, in his many decades of isolation, Tessegnach had grown quite paranoid of outsiders. Instead, an unusual solution came to mind. Tessegnach was a master of alterative magic. The surreal environs, flora and fauna found around his tower remain today a testament to the potency of his craft. He ultimately decided that Tex, his faithful servant, would inherit all that was his. However, while Tex was undoubtedly magically gifted, in the form of a four legged cat, he would not be able to serve as Tessegnach's successor so well. So the somewhat mad Tessegnach saw to it that Tex would be imbued with a more suitable form. The experiment was a success. From then on Tex has resembled a humanoid with feline features. He is cloaked from head to toe with black fur with a white underbelly. Tex has maintained his tail and a head much resembling that of a cat's. He is of a lithe frame and stands at about 5'5". His eyes are a faintly glowing lemon quartz hue. Tex proved to be an apt, eager pupil. While in his former life he was more than capable of conjuring a spell or two, his new form facilitated the gestures and other rituals used to invoke more advanced magic. While certainly not as skilled as his master, Tex himself grew to be quite adept at the craft. Soon enough, the inevitable occurred, and Tessegnach at last passed away. The tower and all of its contents now belonged to Tex, and still does today. However, his feline nature prohibits him from living the isolated life of his predecessor. With curiosity and wanderlust gnawing at him always, he periodically embarks on trips from his tower to where ever his fascination pulls him. In his studying he came across many mentions of the vast city of "Areapolis." Drawn by tales of its grandeur, it is here that he today seeks whatever opportunities and adventures await. While he still holds the utmost respect for his master, he tends to downplay his connection to the legendary man, eager for an opportunity to prove himself on his own individual merits. However, one thing Tessegnach never got around to teaching Tex in his youth was restraint. His susceptibility to whim also applies to his (mis)usage of his magic. While he knows better than to do anything particularly extreme, he is particularly fond of pranks and other mischief. He also has a great deal of difficulty making heads or tails of rules, laws and other obligations, and often gets in hot water for not paying them much mind. Apparel: He wears a mostly dark blue outfit consisting of a signature broad-rimmed, pointed wizard hat, a coat with a high collar, an undershirt, knickerbockers and pointed boots with tips that curl ever so slightly upwards. He carries with him at all times his master's staff, which often has a small bag tied to its head.

Race App

Name: Magic Miscellanea. Description: Tex does not belong to a race as such, but more a particular category of entity. Magic Miscellanea are creatures born of experimentation and tampering utilizing arcane energies. There is thus no particular continuity between them, save for their common origin. In a world full of wizards and other magic users, there are bound to be many aberrations running about, some more readily integrated into society than others. They are often scorned or distrusted in less accepting parts of the world. It's a not unearned reputation, given the destructive habits of the majority of Magic Miscellanea. The more peaceable examples tend to be cosmopolitans, generally never allowing themselves to get anchored to any one place or identity.

Areapolis - City of Wonders! (Always Open)

Hello there. This looks like a rather interesting thing. I would like to join it. My application will be submitted in just a moment.

Experimental Army

Oh. Interesting. Interesting. I am unsure whether I should bring my old character back (It would be a mighty convenient way to get involved again), or come up with a new one.