Skepic

Brave Frontier: A New Legacy [Started/Always Accepting]

Heinrich gave the fellow a short bow and a wave. "Yes yes, good luck to you! Perhaps we shall cross paths upon a later date good sir!" He said as he disembarked the airship. A city of Fire, so he was told, was the location of the vision Heinrich had recieved. Oh how the Gentleman relished in the ordained task of bringing down the true Darkness of this world! "Ah yes yes, truly a man of my stature is only qualified for such a task! Now then...." Heinrich glanced around the part of town he was in. Surrounded by the bustling docks and such, attuning himself to the hum of activity, straining for any useful information.... "Oh my.... I.. I have no idea where I'm suppose to go!" The realization struck like a hit of gunpowder. "Well I could... no, no that wouldn't do.... Perhaps if her godliness was to be so kind, I could receive a more clear vision? Perhaps with more clarity this time?" Heinrich closed his eyes and waited.

. . . . . . . .

"Bah! You godly types always loved giving a good challenge I suppose! Very well! I, Doctor Heinrich Henderson the Great and Powerful Powder Mage, accept your challenge!" Heinrich yelled aloud, causing a few looks. Heinrich began storming around town, in search of this Oracle and the grand traveling band of Heroes his vision had promised him!

Aaaaand after a few hours of fruitless searching, Heinrich was breathing heavy, leaning against a wall of a building near the main gate. With a long sigh, he gave himself a break. "My... This is posing to be... quite the challenge! But... as a refined gentleman such as myself, I cannot strain myself on such a... petty.. task.. (My god this city is big...).

Sky Warrior Stories: The New York 5 (closed)

Will post when mah internetz is a back!

Brave Frontier: A New Legacy [Started/Always Accepting]

Sorry! Just went through a really big move! I'll be posting tomorrow for sure, so no worries. Sorry about the wait!

Brave Frontier: A New Legacy [Started/Always Accepting]

The gentleman stirred in his cabin, slowly rising from his cot and making his way to the door. Hearing the muffled shouts of the crew outside, he took that as a sign they were almost at their destination. This man, shrouded and covered, was known as Heinrich. He had only days before a vision, instructing him to intercept a band of heroes and join their quest to save the world from Darkness. As he walked up towards the deck, he gave a small chuckle. "My element is Darkness, yet I save the world from it! Irony seems to be ever present!" He said to himself with a grin. Walking out onto the deck, he spied his fellow passengers.

"Good day, gentlemen! I trust we will be arriving soon at Agni? I do hope we continue to have such a smooth ride aboard this airship! I'd rather not keep my perspective party waiting." He said, gesturing grandly as he normally does.

@Darkmoon Angel

Brave Frontier: A New Legacy [Started/Always Accepting]

Heinrich Henderson

Name:
Heinrich Henderson
"Yes. Really. That is my name."

Age:
His age is entirely unknown! This masked gentleman is always shrouded in such mys-
"I'll have you know I am at the respectable age of thirty eight good sir! Just because I simply choose to mask my grotesque features does not immediately elevate me to some sort of inhuman state sir!"
Fine.... he's 38 years of age....

Gender:
Male
"A Gentleman of course!"

Race:
Human (practically)
"Ah yes, a dubious question when one inquires as to what I actually am! For you see, as much as I would like to say I am simply a mere human, that was be vastly glossing over the intricate nuances of my being! Perhaps the term 'augmented homo-sapiens' would do my current situation justice. You see, I underwent some self experimentation, and as such, have a very different type of blood running through my veins thanks to various transfusion techniques and medicines! Though I suppose I shall save that explanation for later."

Element:
Dark
"Indeed, one might be mistaken, thanks to my new brand of Powder Mage™ magic, that I am of the element of Fire, when in fact, I actually derive my magic from the element of Darkness! It's flexibility and reliably destructive capabilities have furthered my research into my gunpowder magic."

Appearance:
5'8, medium build, often seen in the attire above.
"What a drab way to describe my unique and beautiful features! Despite my face being scared from my work, I still have my neatly cut silver hair! What about my new and wonderfully orange colored eyes? I am a proper, handsome Gentleman through and through. I say, the children these days seem to waste no time simply getting to their point. The art of detailed descriptions seems to be fast fading to say the least!"

Personality:
Darkness shrouds this masked figure wherever he goes, striking fear into the hearts of allies and foes alike. Merciless in combat, this mage takes great pleasure in obliterating foes with his unique explosive ma-
"That's enough I say! If you went on any longer, they'd get the impression that I am some sort of... psychopathic killer mercenary. Heavens no! Ahem, please perish the thoughts of such a brute, for I am not anything like what was described above. It will be best if I start from the top!

I am Doctor Heinrich Henderson, at your service! Gentleman and self proclaimed Powder Mage! I enjoy long walks through the countryside and children are just a joy to be around for me. Treating everyone with a certain level of respect has always served this humble researcher quite well, and I particularly enjoy aiding any friend or ally in need, both off and on the battlefield. Speaking of which, do not be fooled by my humble stance and calm attitude, as I have little patience of ruffians and the like, and will dispatch them post haste! I suppose ultimately in life, I am simply a humble gentleman, doing what good he can, where he can."

Biography:
"Hmm? Mr. narrator will not even bother this time? Very well! Less of a hassle for me anyways. Ahem!

I was born in a small town within the kingdom of Bariura, to a poor farmer whose wife was a somewhat adept magic user. From her, I gained my love for the use of magic, and spent much of my childhood practicing spells, attempting summoning, and perhaps use one or two spells to perform a trick or two on the local merchants. Ahhh yes, I was a mischievous, if not naive boy who had no idea of the wondrous potential he had locked away.

Indeed, I only learned of my unique skills one fateful day, when a caravan had stopped in town. From them, I discovered an interesting substance, when it was still regarded as a novelty, gunpowder. A highly energetic, yet manageable powder that seem to react to my magic. That is when I began my first tests, during my teenage years. It was during these times of experimentation that I terribly scarred my face in a horendous explosion that nearly took out the entire farm! Once I came to about a week later, you better bet that ole Granny Henderson didn't let this man hear the end of it. Anyway, I pressed on, as time went on, an idea began to form. I had a theory, that perhaps I could use this interesting substance augment or even enhance my skills as a mage, so I began to read. Oh yes, did I read. Those long nights with books stacked seemingly to the ceiling are some of my fondness....

Oh, sorry, was lost in my nostalgic past. Ahem, continuing!

Alright, so through my studies, I came across blood transfusion. You see, gunpowder turned out to be a difficult substance to work with when it came to magic. Unresponsive to simple enchantment, unaffected by decay magic, ect. Non of my standard Dark elemental magic seemed to influence it to any significant degree, but then I had an epiphany! Why not simply infuse myself with the essence of this energy rich gunpowder, thus infusing my own magic with its properties? Thus I determined that an enchanted blood transfusion of magical energy and gunpowder blood slurry would do the trick.

And it worked! Well.... not entirely as I wanted or hoped. Keep in mind, at the time when I finally attempted this daring test on myself, both my research and medical knowledge was limited, so I was a bit rough during the procedure. I still bare the scars on my arms and face thanks to it, nearly died of my own magical corruption! But it had worked! My magic had infused itself with the properties of gunpowder, and as such, I became the very first.... Powder Mage™!

A catchy name, is it not? Let's save our explanation for below now..."

Evolution:
-Powder Mage-
"'But what exactly is a Powder Mage™' I hear you ask. Well, it gives you one hell of a kick!

You see, I can derive power energy from the substance of gunpowder! If I ingest it, which might I add, is a lovely experience for me, my vision is enhanced ten fold, my muscles stronger than before, and my body harder. Those dockyard brutes better watch out, because my muscles become as solid as rock itself! But wait! Gunpowder is not just simply a miracle drug for me. No no, I can release its energy from my own supply or any supply within thirty yards! I can then weave an explosive spell of destruction, jettisoning a ball of the energy itself from my own hands! This explosive energy can launched like a grenade or, my personal favorite, infused into any handheld weapon! My sword suddenly becomes a ballistic weapon, my fists becoming cannons, and every shot from my gun feels like a artillery barrage! Alright, alright, I may be embellishing a bit, but it is still quite incredible. I can also feel out and sense sources of gunpowder, and if they're within but a mere thirty yards, I can even absorb or remotely detonate them! Oh my, the looks on the highway men's faces when they pulled their musket and pistol triggers, only to hear the tell tale click of an empty cartridge while I merely laugh!

Though, am an honest gentleman, thus I will not withhold my... drawbacks with this. You see, it is an imperfect magic at best, still very fresh and new. For godsake, I only invented it but twenty years ago and thus far am the only Powder Mage that I know of! So, on one hand, there are still many exciting applications that I may discover for this new found ability, yet there is just an equal chance of me running into some... unforeseen consequences. I've already experienced a few, what with the need to carry my own supply of gunpowder, the withdraw I go through if I do not receive a weekly dose of gunpowder.... Oh but who wants to be a downer anyway! Besides, Granny Henderson never raised any quitters!"

Misc:
Heinrich's Theme

Brave Frontier: A New Legacy [Started/Always Accepting]

@Skepic
I like what I'm seeing. I guess since he's mostly covered you don't have to mention any physical changes as he evolves so there's that. Plus this powder magic is a really unique ability, most unique use of gunpowder I've seen anyway XD. I like where this is going, PM me and we'll discuss when and where to add Heinrich into the rp.

@Darkmoon Angel

Gotcha! You can go ahead and shoot me that PM, as I have no idea where anyone is or where I should put the poor bastard. xD

Brave Frontier: A New Legacy [Started/Always Accepting]

Here ya go! A bit rough, but I'll correct any grammar errors tomorrow.
@Darkmoon Angel

Heinrich Henderson

Name:
Heinrich Henderson
"Yes. Really. That is my name."

Age:
His age is entirely unknown! This masked gentleman is always shrouded in such mys-
"I'll have you know I am at the respectable age of thirty eight good sir! Just because I simply choose to mask my grotesque features does not immediately elevate me to some sort of inhuman state sir!"
Fine.... he's 38 years of age....

Gender:
Male
"A Gentleman of course!"

Race:
Human (practically)
"Ah yes, a dubious question when one inquires as to what I actually am! For you see, as much as I would like to say I am simply a mere human, that was be vastly glossing over the intricate nuances of my being! Perhaps the term 'augmented homo-sapiens' would do my current situation justice. You see, I underwent some self experimentation, and as such, have a very different type of blood running through my veins thanks to various transfusion techniques and medicines! Though I suppose I shall save that explanation for later."

Element:
Dark
"Indeed, one might be mistaken, thanks to my new brand of Powder Mage™ magic, that I am of the element of Fire, when in fact, I actually derive my magic from the element of Darkness! It's flexibility and reliably destructive capabilities have furthered my research into my gunpowder magic."

Appearance:
5'8, medium build, often seen in the attire above.
"What a drab way to describe my unique and beautiful features! Despite my face being scared from my work, I still have my neatly cut silver hair! What about my new and wonderfully orange colored eyes? I am a proper, handsome Gentleman through and through. I say, the children these days seem to waste no time simply getting to their point. The art of detailed descriptions seems to be fast fading to say the least!"

Personality:
Darkness shrouds this masked figure wherever he goes, striking fear into the hearts of allies and foes alike. Merciless in combat, this mage takes great pleasure in obliterating foes with his unique explosive ma-
"That's enough I say! If you went on any longer, they'd get the impression that I am some sort of... psychopathic killer mercenary. Heavens no! Ahem, please perish the thoughts of such a brute, for I am not anything like what was described above. It will be best if I start from the top!

I am Doctor Heinrich Henderson, at your service! Gentleman and self proclaimed Powder Mage! I enjoy long walks through the countryside and children are just a joy to be around for me. Treating everyone with a certain level of respect has always served this humble researcher quite well, and I particularly enjoy aiding any friend or ally in need, both off and on the battlefield. Speaking of which, do not be fooled by my humble stance and calm attitude, as I have little patience of ruffians and the like, and will dispatch them post haste! I suppose ultimately in life, I am simply a humble gentleman, doing what good he can, where he can."

Biography:
"Hmm? Mr. narrator will not even bother this time? Very well! Less of a hassle for me anyways. Ahem!

I was born in a small town within the kingdom of Bariura, to a poor farmer whose wife was a somewhat adept magic user. From her, I gained my love for the use of magic, and spent much of my childhood practicing spells, attempting summoning, and perhaps use one or two spells to perform a trick or two on the local merchants. Ahhh yes, I was a mischievous, if not naive boy who had no idea of the wondrous potential he had locked away.

Indeed, I only learned of my unique skills one fateful day, when a caravan had stopped in town. From them, I discovered an interesting substance, when it was still regarded as a novelty, gunpowder. A highly energetic, yet manageable powder that seem to react to my magic. That is when I began my first tests, during my teenage years. It was during these times of experimentation that I terribly scarred my face in a horendous explosion that nearly took out the entire farm! Once I came to about a week later, you better bet that ole Granny Henderson didn't let this man hear the end of it. Anyway, I pressed on, as time went on, an idea began to form. I had a theory, that perhaps I could use this interesting substance augment or even enhance my skills as a mage, so I began to read. Oh yes, did I read. Those long nights with books stacked seemingly to the ceiling are some of my fondness....

Oh, sorry, was lost in my nostalgic past. Ahem, continuing!

Alright, so through my studies, I came across blood transfusion. You see, gunpowder turned out to be a difficult substance to work with when it came to magic. Unresponsive to simple enchantment, unaffected by decay magic, ect. Non of my standard Dark elemental magic seemed to influence it to any significant degree, but then I had an epiphany! Why not simply infuse myself with the essence of this energy rich gunpowder, thus infusing my own magic with its properties? Thus I determined that an enchanted blood transfusion of magical energy and gunpowder blood slurry would do the trick.

And it worked! Well.... not entirely as I wanted or hoped. Keep in mind, at the time when I finally attempted this daring test on myself, both my research and medical knowledge was limited, so I was a bit rough during the procedure. I still bare the scars on my arms and face thanks to it, nearly died of my own magical corruption! But it had worked! My magic had infused itself with the properties of gunpowder, and as such, I became the very first.... Powder Mage™!

A catchy name, is it not? Let's save our explanation for below now..."

Evolution:
-Powder Mage-
"'But what exactly is a Powder Mage™' I hear you ask. Well, it gives you one hell of a kick!

You see, I can derive power energy from the substance of gunpowder! If I ingest it, which might I add, is a lovely experience for me, my vision is enhanced ten fold, my muscles stronger than before, and my body harder. Those dockyard brutes better watch out, because my muscles become as solid as rock itself! But wait! Gunpowder is not just simply a miracle drug for me. No no, I can release its energy from my own supply or any supply within thirty yards! I can then weave an explosive spell of destruction, jettisoning a ball of the energy itself from my own hands! This explosive energy can launched like a grenade or, my personal favorite, infused into any handheld weapon! My sword suddenly becomes a ballistic weapon, my fists becoming cannons, and every shot from my gun feels like a artillery barrage! Alright, alright, I may be embellishing a bit, but it is still quite incredible. I can also feel out and sense sources of gunpowder, and if they're within but a mere thirty yards, I can even absorb or remotely detonate them! Oh my, the looks on the highway men's faces when they pulled their musket and pistol triggers, only to hear the tell tale click of an empty cartridge while I merely laugh!

Though, am an honest gentleman, thus I will not withhold my... drawbacks with this. You see, it is an imperfect magic at best, still very fresh and new. For godsake, I only invented it but twenty years ago and thus far am the only Powder Mage that I know of! So, on one hand, there are still many exciting applications that I may discover for this new found ability, yet there is just an equal chance of me running into some... unforeseen consequences. I've already experienced a few, what with the need to carry my own supply of gunpowder, the withdraw I go through if I do not receive a weekly dose of gunpowder.... Oh but who wants to be a downer anyway! Besides, Granny Henderson never raised any quitters!"

Misc:
Heinrich's Theme

Brave Frontier: A New Legacy [Started/Always Accepting]

Is this RP, per chance, actually open? I am interested in joining.

Sky Warrior Stories: The New York 5 (closed)

POSTED YA FUCKS!

At first I was like, "How am I going to get Hanna to be a proper rabbit? She's more of a..... wait, she's a total bitch! Taunting is practically second nature!"

So yeah, prepare for lots of opportunities guys, cause Hanna is just gonna piss off all of the Jersey Devils. xD

Oh and I tried to write the post in such a way that is allows the GM/Co-GM to input the damage and success of the attacks. It's been awhile since I've done combat for this type of RP, so feel free to let me know if I've fucked up or not.

@Dynamo Frokane@bluetommy2

Sky Warrior Stories: The New York 5 (closed)

Hanna saw the blonde one match her aircraft and shoot her some sort of look. An evil sort of grin came across Hanna's face as she responded, flight mask hanging off to the side due to the low altitude. "Well, Fraulin, I would say that this squadron could benefit from the training programs I ran with WEC, but on second thought you're right." Her face darkened. "You'd all be long dead before the enemy would ever see you. So yes, Miss Spit, I'll leave that particular thing behind."

Sadly, before Hanna could keep verbally abusing her squadmates, the fools that were the Jersey Devils decided to give them an expensive live fire exercise.

Well, as expected from the mongrels that seem to infest these skies, from both sides, nobody had a game plan except Hanna. For you see, she had anticipated such an event to a reasonable extent, as all the elite pilots flying in formation at such a time would create an optimal condition for the enemy to deploy its best without potentially wasting them. In fact, it was so obvious, that as Hanna calmly banked her plane to attempt to nimbly maneuver into JD5's turning circle as the jet was haphazardly distracted by the newcomer's attack. She decided to ignore the more flimsy prop plane that was climbing. She had seen ones like it in WEC, where it was used more a reconnaissance, but knowing these junk rats, they could have turned it into a missile carrier for all she knew. Either way, she was confident, perhaps a little too much so, that she could handle the paper weight later. Besides, that Hunter just provided an ample opportunity to pounce.

"What amateurs, this ruined city is filled with waste and weakness." came Hanna over open comms. The nose of her Focke-Wulf became alight with gunfire as she opened up on JD5 while pushing her turboprop to close the distance to hit the Rafael jet fighter at closer range. She smirked as the 20mm and 30mm rounds flew towards their target, in a beautiful yet deadly stream of high explosive shredder rounds. "Know this, scum. I never took prisoners back in my homeland. And I don't intend to take any now. Your deaths will be absolute. So pray and take that opiate of the masses, because I'm here prove to you once and for all that what awaits beyond that blackness of death is nothing but the void and your rotting corpses." she finished saying just as she finished her burst of fire.