Someday we will be old, and we will be calling our spouses that we have come to hate maidenless and unbased while being old
2 yrs ago
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1x1s seem so popular but they all happen, like, underground... maybe there's a thriving hive of ERP underneath our very feet... I'm tempted but I will never go down there
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i will allow you to have a preference but i dont understand why almost everyone has one rule saying "i will not accept any character that is pictured with/out big eyes and a small mouth"
Bio
I still feel new here
I will always play as an anime girl. This is not a point of pride, only the tragic truth
I'm not here for anything dirty leave me alone
pfp is a work by 貓臉 (Māo liǎn, or cat face) except I took away the background and most of the detail
Kaitlyn hasn't even left yet and Hannie already feels alone.
Eyes squinted against the glare of the unending flames, streaming with all flavors of distress, the girl looks up into the slitted eyes of her cartoonishly beautiful unwanted savior and waits, tense all over, for the ground to swallow her again. It does not. Too much time passes while Qingshe merely smiles, almost to herself, before kneeling over and offering a clawed hand.
"We don't have to take that way out, Hannie dear," she purrs. Hannie looks around at the edges of the straining Wall, seeing no traversable gaps in the flames. She looks back at Qingshe, her expression unchanged - maybe there's just no room for more anxiety. "O... okay," she whimpers. She reaches out to Qingshe like she might bite her. In a way, she does - the serpent's hand almost swallows hers.
The first step is the hardest. Hannie looks like all she wants is to go back to the ground and curl up again, her free hand covering her head as if from a bombing, while her escort turns back to give Kaitlyn a grinning, casual wave goodbye. "I promise to take excellent care of her~!" she calls over her shoulder, and then returns her attention to the destination ahead - the edge of the dome, towards the city and barracks where they became acquainted. They walk slowly, neither of the two in a hurry to get anywhere. Qingshe hums a tune that Hannie doesn't seem to appreciate, and finishes the song shortly before they reach the border. Hannie's eyes are all but shut. The glare is very intense at this proximity.
Qingshe looks down at her charge once again. "You don't mind the dark, do you, Hannie~?" Hannie doesn't respond for a while, until she realizes Qingshe is genuinely waiting for her reply. She shakes her head no, accompanied by a weak murmur of "it's okay."
Outward, through the barrier and the blaze, extends that increasingly familiar bubbling green-flecked shadow which hasn't yet had the chance to feature in Hannie's nightmares. Then, in a flash of movement, the fire above it is wiped away - cut off from its source and dying rapidly in an inky-black tunnel. Crossing the barrier and traversing the already comfortably cool tunnel is easier than the first step had been. The two spend the remainder of their walk unseen under cover, with Qingshe occasionally chirping simple questions, earning back simple, soft answers. Maybe she's getting somewhere with this girl?
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Jonathan Amogus
//picture and theme song packaged into one, both optional because you’ve got text. use text no matter what because a) pretty and b) it can tell us things like apparent height and weight that may not be shown in your pic A cartoonish red spacesuit, notable for its opaque visor, what appear to be cut scars all over its surface, and fleshy wrinkles on its facial area. About three feet high, but back-breakingly heavy.
Basic
//superficial stuff, mostly what we'd know from looking and listening Name: Jonathan R. R. Amogus, Jr., Esq. (Aliases/Nicknames: Sus, Red) Gender: F Age: 22 Species: Impostor //entities beyond taxonomic classification may adjust this line to say "make/model" or "divinity class" or w/e you make up Voice: Squeaky, slavic accent //experimental drop of flavor/tonesetting, skip as desired. i wont make you guess where Nyarlathotep's accent is from
Personality
//consider how they talk, think, and act - illustrative examples are super good
"Ara ara~ you thought you were safe here?"
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Devious Jonathan, it can safely be said, is always plotting. As an Impostor, her drive to kill and destroy never fades.
Impolite Jonathan doesn't care about your feelings.
Showoffish Jonathan's insatiable killer drive has forced her to neglect her recreational needs. As such, she derives fun as well as she can from her job, by making it into an art: you'll often see her varying her approaches and methods of killing, deliberately sabotaging herself for challenge's sake, or going out of her way to act visibly.
Powers
//come after personality. rebrand this as "spells," "cybernetics," w/e, any abnormal ability innate to your character. this is just the format that works best for jonathan: if you only have one power, don't make a list; if your powers are extremely detailed (good!), use spoilers for godsake; be specific, but avoid unit measurements where you can use qualitative examples
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VENT Jonathan can jump into nearby air vents or underground tunnels, becoming entirely invisible and untrackable until she chooses to re-emerge. She can travel near-instantly between all vents within a large room-sized radius of the vent she currently occupies, and see their surroundings as if she were outside them. If Jonathan is seen entering or exiting a vent, she is sus. Jonathan's other abilities do not work while venting.
KILL Jonathan can instantly clear up to 2m of distance between herself and a crewmate, audibly detonating the upper half of their body and killing them. This ability has a 60 second cooldown. If any crewmate or impostor finds the body, they can REPORT it. Jonathan can "self-report" for deceptive purposes.
REPORT Jonathan can alert all crewmates and impostors to the existence of a body that she can see, which instantly transports them to the emergency button to vote on someone to eject.
Possessions
//equipment, inventory. what did you bring with you? here go your chainswords, teddy bears, treasured jewelry, wallet, rations
a blabla
Kitchen knife Unknown brand. Alarmingly well designed for stabbing.
Makeup kit
Pink lipstick
Orange blush
"Radioactive green" eyeliner
Background
//i don't actually care much. it's good for your sake as if you know what your own character came from, but it probably won't come up unless you bring it up. write a lot for your own good, or just be confident in what's in your head
Jonathan grew up in a Martian penal colony in the Sol system, where she was bullied by all the other impostors for her red coloring and unusually effective KILL power. She killed every crewmate she saw effortlessly, and while that made her amazingly powerful and an extremely high-quality impostor, it also made her a freak. It's like being hated for being too beautiful. That happened to me when I was a kid and it still does. Anyway she put on clown makeup and killed all the other imposters one day because of the bullying. She still has that clown makeup to this day, and she keeps it in her oxygen pack to remind her to never tolerate bullies ever again. If you bully her she will KILL you and so will I.
[hider=Red] [color=aaaaaa][center][h2][color=FF0000]Jonathan Amogus[/color][/h2] [url= youtu.be/ekL881PJMjI ] [img] i.pinimg.com/originals/3a/75/da/3a75d… [/img][/url] [sub]//picture and theme song packaged into one, both optional because you’ve got text. use text no matter what because a) pretty and b) it can tell us things like apparent height and weight that may not be shown in your pic[/sub] [i]A cartoonish red spacesuit, notable for its opaque visor, what appear to be cut scars all over its surface, and fleshy wrinkles on its facial area. About three feet high, but back-breakingly heavy.[/i] [/center] [h3]Basic[/h3] [sub]//superficial stuff, mostly what we'd know from looking and listening[/sub] [color=FF0000]Name[/color]: Jonathan R. R. Amogus, Jr., Esq. (Aliases/Nicknames: Sus, Red) [color=FF0000]Gender[/color]: F [color=FF0000]Age[/color]: 22 [color=FF0000]Species[/color]: Impostor [sub]//entities beyond taxonomic classification may adjust this line to say "make/model" or "divinity class" or w/e you make up[/sub] [color=FF0000]Voice[/color]: Squeaky, slavic accent [sub]//experimental drop of flavor/tonesetting, skip as desired. i wont make you guess where Nyarlathotep's accent is from[/sub] [h3]Personality[/h3] [sub]//consider how they talk, think, and act - illustrative examples are super good[/sub] [hider=crime show villain //summarize any way you like] [center][h3]"Ara ara~ you thought you were safe here?"[/h3][/center] [list][*][color=FF0000]a[/color] blabla[/list] [list][*][color=FF0000]Devious[/color] Jonathan, it can safely be said, is always plotting. As an Impostor, her drive to kill and destroy never fades.[/list] [list][*][color=FF0000]Impolite[/color] Jonathan doesn't care about your feelings.[/list] [list][*][color=FF0000]Showoffish[/color] Jonathan's insatiable killer drive has forced her to neglect her recreational needs. As such, she derives fun as well as she can from her job, by making it into an art: you'll often see her varying her approaches and methods of killing, deliberately sabotaging herself for challenge's sake, or going out of her way to act visibly.[/list][/hider] [h3]Powers[/h3] [sub]//come after personality. rebrand this as "spells," "cybernetics," w/e, any abnormal ability innate to your character. this is just the format that works best for jonathan: if you only have one power, don't make a list; if your powers are extremely detailed (good!), use spoilers for godsake; be specific, but avoid unit measurements where you can use qualitative examples[/sub] [hider=hey guys have you ever played among us] [list][*][color=FF0000]a[/color] blabla[/list] [list][*][color=FF0000]VENT[/color] Jonathan can jump into nearby air vents or underground tunnels, becoming entirely invisible and untrackable until she chooses to re-emerge. She can travel near-instantly between all vents within a large room-sized radius of the vent she currently occupies, and see their surroundings as if she were outside them. If Jonathan is seen entering or exiting a vent, she is sus. Jonathan's other abilities do not work while venting.[/list] [list][*][color=FF0000]KILL[/color] Jonathan can instantly clear up to 2m of distance between herself and a crewmate, audibly detonating the upper half of their body and killing them. This ability has a 60 second cooldown. If any crewmate or impostor finds the body, they can REPORT it. Jonathan can "self-report" for deceptive purposes.[/list] [list][*][color=FF0000]REPORT[/color] Jonathan can alert all crewmates and impostors to the existence of a body that she can see, which instantly transports them to the emergency button to vote on someone to eject.[/list][/hider] [h3]Possessions[/h3] [sub]//equipment, inventory. what did you bring with you? here go your chainswords, teddy bears, treasured jewelry, wallet, rations[/sub] [hider=Possessions] [list][*][color=FF0000]a[/color] blabla[/list] [list][*][color=FF0000]Kitchen knife[/color] Unknown brand. Alarmingly well designed for stabbing.[/list] [list][*][color=FF0000]Makeup kit[/color] [list][*]Pink lipstick [*]Orange blush [*]"Radioactive green" eyeliner[/list][/list][/hider] [h3]Background[/h3] [sub]//i don't actually care much. it's good for your sake as if you know what your own character came from, but it probably won't come up unless you bring it up. write a lot for your own good, or just be confident in what's in your head[/sub] [hider=sob story] Jonathan grew up in a Martian penal colony in the Sol system, where she was bullied by all the other impostors for her red coloring and unusually effective KILL power. She killed every crewmate she saw effortlessly, and while that made her amazingly powerful and an extremely high-quality impostor, it also made her a freak. It's like being hated for being too beautiful. That happened to me when I was a kid and it still does. Anyway she put on clown makeup and killed all the other imposters one day because of the bullying. She still has that clown makeup to this day, and she keeps it in her oxygen pack to remind her to never tolerate bullies ever again. If you bully her she will KILL you and so will I.[/hider] [/color][/hider]
[hider=Title] [color=Base color][center][h2][color=Highlight color]Name[/color][/h2] [url= song ] [img] pic [/img][/url] //picture and theme song packaged into one, both optional because you’ve got text. use text no matter what because a) pretty and b) it can tell us things like apparent height and weight that may not be shown in your pic [i] appearance description [/i] [/center] [h3]Basic[/h3] //superficial stuff, mostly what we'd know from looking and listening [color=Highlight color]Name[/color]: [color=Highlight color]Gender[/color]: [color=Highlight color]Age[/color]: [color=Highlight color]Species[/color]: //entities beyond taxonomic classification may adjust this line to say "make/model" or "divinity class" or w/e you make up [color=Highlight color]Voice[/color]: //experimental drop of flavor/tonesetting, skip as desired. i wont make you guess where Nyarlathotep's accent is from [h3]Personality[/h3] //consider how they talk, think, and act - illustrative examples are super good [hider=My Hider //summarize any way you like] [center][h3]"illustrative quote"[/h3][/center] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [/hider] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [h3]Powers[/h3] //come after personality. rebrand this as "spells," "cybernetics," w/e, any abnormal ability innate to your character. this is just the format that works best for jonathan: if you only have one power, don't make a list; if your powers are extremely detailed (good!), use spoilers for godsake; be specific, but avoid unit measurements where you can use qualitative examples [hider=My Hider] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [/hider] [h3]Possessions[/h3] //equipment, inventory. what did you bring with you? here go your chainswords, teddy bears, treasured jewelry, wallet, rations [hider=My Hider] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [/hider] [h3]Background[/h3] //i don't actually care much. it's good for your sake as if you know what your own character came from, but it probably won't come up unless you bring it up. write a lot for your own good, or just be confident in what's in your head [hider=My Hider]
"The Akashic Record (AKA Record of All Truths, Prison of the All-Knowing) suffers from being too often misunderstood. It does not contain every permutation of literature. It is not where gods go to review the history they have built. It is not intended for anyone's perusal. That its Keepers entertain visitors at all is merely an adaptation to the incessant curiosity of outsiders, and at the same time, a lethal deception..."
One Way To Find Out
Premise
It doesn't matter who you are, where or when you came from, or what you want, as long as it's an exceptional kind of knowledge. The key to someone's heart? The solution to an ancient riddle? The formula to a forbidden creation? The strategy to win a war? The foresight to save your world?
There is a legendary library outside of all realities, where everything that is true is written. It is inaccessible to all but the most uniquely and divinely powerful beings, except during miniscule intervals ages apart, and most who go do not return.
That is the story of the Akashic Record.
In the span of seconds, untold numbers of worlds have just experienced a window of opportunity, when the Record could be reached with merely an idiosyncratic spell or complex machine. Most were not aware of this opportunity. Most did not have the means to take it. There were exceptions.
The Start Of Your Story
You are anyone, from any universe that the imagination can reach.
Whether it was a trip and fall into a portal built ages ago, a product of long personal research, or the culmination of all your world's efforts, you accessed the dangerous interversal plane that houses the Akashic Record in a moment of opportunity, and then the moment passed.
If you meant to come with a team, most did not make it fast enough. If you meant to come with a friend, they'd best have been close behind. If you needed more time to prepare or investigate, you did not access the Record, and this is not your story.
Whether or not you were the only person in your universe to leave, you were not the only one to arrive. There are others here, from places you have never known of.
The Record holds knowledge that you need. Eventually, you may want to read about how to get back home.
The rest of your story has yet to be recorded.
The Course Of Your Story
This will be an adventure. There will be dangers and trials between you and your goal, and the natures of both will be affected by the natures of you who seek the Akashic Record.
Expect to be challenged in ways you did not prepare for. Fear failure. Get as close to your companions as you dare. Hold your breath, breathe again, breathe your last.
Some of you will find what you came for, if you persevere. It is a rare accomplishment.
But of course, a story is only as heavy as its characters allow it to be. Maybe this'll be an easy ride after all.
(What I’m saying is I'll pick the tone based on who's interested)
Character Creation
I'm not an expert on character sheet layouts, and I won't pretend to be! I barely know how to use BBCode. With that said, I do know what I want to know about your character, and I know what I want you to know so you can play them right. (These are separate things.) Format your sheet any way you want as long as it tells me what I want to know: -Appearance, pics are good and text is good -Name/gender/age/etc -Personality, in bullet points if you must -Powers n stuff, all detail is appreciated -What they want from this place
Since you'll probably want one anyway, here's the Official One Way To Find Out Character Submission Sheet™ in three flavors: //Lines that are "commented out" like this should be replaced or removed upon submission. They're here to tell you what I want in ways that examples can't.
Jonathan Amogus
//picture and theme song packaged into one, both optional because you’ve got text. use text no matter what because a) pretty and b) it can tell us things like apparent height and weight that may not be shown in your pic A cartoonish red spacesuit, notable for its opaque visor, what appear to be cut scars all over its surface, and fleshy wrinkles on its facial area. About three feet high, but back-breakingly heavy.
Basic
//superficial stuff, mostly what we'd know from looking and listening Name: Jonathan R. R. Amogus, Jr., Esq. (Aliases/Nicknames: Sus, Red) Gender: F Age: 22 Species: Impostor //entities beyond taxonomic classification may adjust this line to say "make/model" or "divinity class" or w/e you make up Voice: Squeaky, slavic accent //experimental drop of flavor/tonesetting, skip as desired. i wont make you guess where Nyarlathotep's accent is from
Personality
//consider how they talk, think, and act - illustrative examples are super good
"Ara ara~ you thought you were safe here?"
Devious Jonathan, it can safely be said, is always plotting. As an Impostor, her drive to kill and destroy never fades.
Impolite Jonathan doesn't care about your feelings.
Showoffish Jonathan's insatiable killer drive has forced her to neglect her recreational needs. As such, she derives fun as well as she can from her job, by making it into an art: you'll often see her varying her approaches and methods of killing, deliberately sabotaging herself for challenge's sake, or going out of her way to act visibly.
Powers
//come after personality. rebrand this as "spells," "cybernetics," w/e, any abnormal ability innate to your character. this is just the format that works best for jonathan: if you only have one power, don't make a list; if your powers are extremely detailed (good!), use spoilers for godsake; be specific, but avoid unit measurements where you can use qualitative examples
VENT Jonathan can jump into nearby air vents or underground tunnels, becoming entirely invisible and untrackable until she chooses to re-emerge. She can travel near-instantly between all vents within a large room-sized radius of the vent she currently occupies, and see their surroundings as if she were outside them. If Jonathan is seen entering or exiting a vent, she is sus. Jonathan's other abilities do not work while venting.
KILL Jonathan can instantly clear up to 2m of distance between herself and a crewmate, audibly detonating the upper half of their body and killing them. This ability has a 60 second cooldown. If any crewmate or impostor finds the body, they can REPORT it. Jonathan can "self-report" for deceptive purposes.
REPORT Jonathan can alert all crewmates and impostors to the existence of a body that she can see, which instantly transports them to the emergency button to vote on someone to eject.
Skills
//things your character can do that real people in their position could also learn to do. if they aren't good at anything just say so, it'll be a "mood" as the kids say and everyone will love it
Cooking things boy does jonathan know how to cook stuff
Possessions
//equipment, inventory. what did you bring with you? here go your chainswords, teddy bears, treasured jewelry, wallet, rations
Kitchen knife Unknown brand. Alarmingly well designed for stabbing.
Makeup kit
Pink lipstick
Orange blush
"Radioactive green" eyeliner
Background
//even if your old life is literally in another dimension now, it still made you who you are, and can still serve as hooks and threads for conversation and investigation, while writing it can serve as a testing ground for the kind of person you’ve built. the only thing i’ll beg to know is why you’re here, but…
Jonathan grew up in a Martian penal colony in the Sol system, where she was bullied by all the other impostors for her red coloring and unusually effective KILL power. She killed every crewmate she saw effortlessly, and while that made her amazingly powerful and an extremely high-quality impostor, it also made her a freak. It's like being hated for being too beautiful. That happened to me when I was a kid and it still does.
Anyway she put on clown makeup and killed all the other imposters one day because of the bullying. She still has that clown makeup to this day, and she keeps it in her oxygen pack to remind her to never tolerate bullies ever again. If you bully her she will KILL you and so will I.
Oh by the way she came here to become omnipotent because she's pretty sure there's like books that teach you how to be god in like the center or bottom or like whatever of the library. She found out the alignment was coming and how to take advantage of it by thinking really hard about math. She just calculated what to do in her head and then made a portal machine. She's really smart.
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[hider=Title] [color=Base color][center][h2][color=Highlight color]Name[/color][/h2] [url= song ] [img] pic [/img][/url] //picture and theme song packaged into one, both optional because you’ve got text. use text no matter what because a) pretty and b) it can tell us things like apparent height and weight that may not be shown in your pic [i] appearance description [/i] [/center] [h3]Basic[/h3] //superficial stuff, mostly what we'd know from looking and listening [color=Highlight color]Name[/color]: [color=Highlight color]Gender[/color]: [color=Highlight color]Age[/color]: [color=Highlight color]Species[/color]: //entities beyond taxonomic classification may adjust this line to say "make/model" or "divinity class" or w/e you make up [color=Highlight color]Voice[/color]: //experimental drop of flavor/tonesetting, skip as desired. i wont make you guess where Nyarlathotep's accent is from [h3]Personality[/h3] //consider how they talk, think, and act - illustrative examples are super good [hider=My Hider //summarize any way you like] [center][h3]"illustrative quote"[/h3][/center] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [/hider] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [h3]Powers[/h3] //come after personality. rebrand this as "spells," "cybernetics," w/e, any abnormal ability innate to your character. this is just the format that works best for jonathan: if you only have one power, don't make a list; if your powers are extremely detailed (good!), use spoilers for godsake; be specific, but avoid unit measurements where you can use qualitative examples [hider=My Hider] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [/hider] [h3]Skills[/h3] //things your character can do that real people in their position could also learn to do. if they aren't good at anything just say so, it'll be a "mood" as the kids say and everyone will love it [hider=My Hider] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [/hider] [h3]Possessions[/h3] //equipment, inventory. what did you bring with you? here go your chainswords, teddy bears, treasured jewelry, wallet, rations [hider=My Hider] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [list][*][color=Highlight color]a[/color] blabla[/list] [/hider] [h3]Background[/h3] [sub]//even if your old life is literally in another dimension now, it still made you who you are, and can still serve as hooks and threads for conversation and investigation, while writing it can serve as a testing ground for the kind of person you’ve built. the only thing i’ll beg to know is why you’re here, but…[/sub] [hider=My Hider] blabla [/hider] [/color][/hider]
The number one priority when running or participating in an RP is being glad to be in it. Have fun. Make sure others do. Every other rule comes from this.
I aspire to have everyone posting something meaningful, whether IC or not, once a week at minimum. If you intend to disappear, tell me, and tell me how to handle your character in the meantime. If you don't, I'll assume that you're in prison, dead, married, or otherwise permanently incapacitated, and take control of your character as an NPC. This doubles as me asking you to make posts that contribute. If no one can understand your language or all you're doing is reacting to people, you're not really participating.
I'm not explicitly banning you from playing a small rodent, nor banning a Nyarlathotep from manifesting His avatar in the Akashic Records, but some degree of power parity will be good, wherever we decide the line is. When I know where it is, I'll update this rule. If you don't know why power balance is a good idea, find out before you apply. //i might retract this one - not sure if i need everyone on the same level
If you don't understand what this means, find out before you apply.
No FC restrictions.
No post length restrictions, within reason as dictated by rule 2.
I guess I'll take characters from existing IPs, but I like originals better. This is a mostly original setting.
An active OOC is not a substitute for an active IC, but it helps. I don't know what tone I want for this RP yet, for instance - if we can have an argument about that it'll help investment.
Years of Magical Education: 5 years Schools of Magic: Enchantment, Illusion
Enchantment (5) Empathic Connection Through extended eye contact, Iphi can gradually establish a psychological connection between herself and another being.
Looking Iphi in the eyes for 5 seconds uninterrupted, one could begin to get a correct sense for her general mood (good, bad, neutral), and she for theirs. Over continued or repeated exposure, this connection strengthens, allowing more precise feelings, then thoughts, then precise thoughts, and eventually memories and sensations to be communicated, until she and her partner are entirely in each other’s head.
This can be exercised subtly, as brief exposure can still nudge her and her partner into thinking at common ground, or not subtly at all, as the intimate experience of staring at one another for hours can leave both Iphi and her partner momentarily confused about who they are.
The connection shuts down immediately if eye contact is broken, but its strength decays much more slowly. Resuming contact right away, she and her partner could pick up right where they left off. Days later, they’d have to start from square one.
Iphi can visualize her connections and their strengths, and keep herself aware of what is being shared and what will be shared next. She has always broken off short of memories, and rarely goes beyond surface-level emotions, out of respect for privacy.
Empathic Connection is always-on at some level, but in a way that’s much weaker and much more difficult to recognize as magic as opposed to mundane connection. If either Iphi or her partner cannot see the other’s eyes, as through tinted glass, sunglasses, or a one-way mirror, Empathic Connection is impossible.
Iphi and a friend are having a lighthearted argument about something trivial. Empathic Connection, in its passive state, has been helping to keep things light, but the simple fact that they're friends is more influential. Eventually, mentally exhausted from keeping up the friendly ribbing, Iphi offers to "settle this in our heads." They lean in, stare into each other's eyes, and Iphi flicks Empathic Connection on. They continue the discussion, but slower, and more thoughtfully. Within five minutes, they are no longer speaking. Within ten, they agree to disagree.
Iphi and an angry customer are having a heated argument about the correct price of an item. Iphi would really like to back down, but company policy looms over her. Instead, she uses Empathic Connection, and catches the customer's eye. Voices quiet down quickly. Iphi feels the background life-frustration fueling the customer's anger, and the customer feels Iphi's quiet desperation to be understood. Muttered apologies are exchanged. The customer still doesn't want to pay full price, but they keep talking more civilly, until the manager is invited, rather than demanded, to join the talk.
Iphi is being mugged. She tries to use Empathic Connection to make the mugger reconsider, but he already knows how scared she is, and feeling his aggression doesn’t do her any good either. The mugging proceeds as normal, and is over before Empathic Connection can reveal deeper, more compelling emotions.
Illusion (4) Phantom Sensations Iphi can subtly encourage other beings to experience sensations from her imagination.
Iphi conjures up an exact sensation in her mind, and may then, selectively or not, share it with others who are, on some level, aware of her presence – whether they’ve only heard a sound she made, or can see her outright. Electronic observation does not count.
The “accuracy” of this sensation to what she is trying to create is not perfect – she cannot always micromanage what other people experience, but can always give their subjectivity a push in a given direction. A completely inaccurate attempt to create music, for instance, could cause someone to hear whatever song is in their head at the moment coming from somewhere far away, while an accurate attempt would allow Iphi to orchestrate a precise melody at a particular volume from a pinpointed apparent source. Iphi doesn’t know what other people actually experience, only what she means for them to.
The accuracy of the illusion is dependent on these factors, from greatest to least significance:
Iphi’s mental grasp on the sensation. She can’t reliably make anyone experience something she hasn’t before, and the better she knows it, the more likely it is that someone else will feel it convincingly. She cannot, for instance, simulate childbirth, but can easily make someone feel like they have to sneeze, especially if she’s feeling that at the moment. Distractions, or split attention – as when she tries to sustain multiple illusory sensations – also weaken mental grasp, so that acting with even two different senses at a time is very delicate.
The expectedness of the sensation. Minds are less likely to cooperate with an attempt to create taste if there’s nothing in their mouth, and if people can’t believe what she wants them to see, they’ll see something that makes more sense instead. There’s a loophole here: Iphi could prime someone to experience anything, just by informing them that illusion magic will be at play.
The breadth of Iphi’s illusory “broadcast.” The more people are affected by the illusion, the more similar that illusion is to what Iphi intended, and the more likely everyone is to agree that they’re seeing/hearing/feeling/smelling/tasting the same thing. Phantom Sensations are difficult, but not impossible, to precisely direct with single targets. She couldn’t manage it on an off day.
Iphi is a famous chef! Her arrival is announced on the restaurant's intercom, she steps out from the kitchen in front of a roaring crowd of adoring fans of her often baffling work. Waiters stream out from behind her carrying plates of pancakes. But when everyone starts eating, they realize that even though they smell like pancakes, the pancakes taste like... mint? Wow, she's done it again... Iphi is chewing mint-flavored gum right now.
Iphi is creeping on a couple walking through the woods at night. Wanting to spook them, she imagines the sound of someone yelling "boo!" and tries to project it from the ground below their feet. She doesn't think of any speaker in particular. One believes that he hears distant, haunting humming from somewhere up ahead. The other thinks he hears the bushes rustling.
Iphi would like to show a friend an illusion. She tells them as much, and turns around away from her friend. She carefully takes in the room behind her, and projects that toward her friend. Her friend gasps in surprise. She's gone - they can only see her shadow!
Personality
Affable Iphi likes to get close to people, and stay close. Intimate friendship gives her life. Rejection and betrayal kill her.
Gentle Iphi is passive and appeasing, sometimes to her own detriment. Animals and children often find her attractive, but when faced with conflict, her priorities are: surrender, then get away, then try surrendering again, and lastly fight.
Genuine Iphi seldom keeps secrets, doesn’t know how to lie, and doesn’t want to learn.
History
Iphi never met her biological parents, but they were apparently alive when they gave her up. She doesn’t hold it against them, and she doesn’t seek them out. She was adopted at 4, raised lovingly in the lower-middle-class by a witch mother and a human mother in a nowhere town not far from Montreal. Her early life had some embarrassing acting-out moments, and bouncing away from that swung her and stuck her on the opposite end of temperament. From high school and early witch training onward, she navigated life politely and with good company, and she hasn’t found a reason to break from that yet. Speaking of witch training, Iphi’s was slow and lax. She developed her magic remarkably well given the circumstances, but only given the circumstances. Canadian law mimics but doesn’t entirely mirror the US zero-tolerance policy for spellcasting on other people, so despite a cumbersome system of contracts and consent, she’s had a lot of chances to try it, sometimes even legally. It’s fun. It feels good. She doesn’t intend to give it up. She moved to the United States almost a year ago, hoping to find the most lucrative use for her skills and abilities, and make a difference in her parents’ lives. North Bennington was close, familiarly small, and the strong witch presence in Shipden Peak sealed it for her. She's been bouncing between low-paying service jobs for a while. Now... what is she really going to do?
Ariadne and Georgetown stumble around the human announcer’s booth, locked at lips but for the intermittent intervals when the MOLE-ANNOUNCER’s scratched and almost nonfunctional CD burn of “Just The Two Of Us” slips into something harder to describe as music. Their conversation can’t be heard by anyone besides the two of them, but it goes like:
“Griselda, I was saying-“
And then they kiss. And then they break up.
“This isn’t over, Attila.”
And then they kiss. And then they break up, share a brief venomous look, and kiss. The power music holds over certain people is just devastating. That’s why Argon and Geaufort weren’t playing any before. They can’t help themselves. Maybe if the MOLE-ANNOUNCER had chosen to play Rolling In The Deep by Lady Gaga or something, they’d have an easier time quarreling. Not that anyone else is complaining. Besides them.
“This is worse than Denmark,” says Ganymede. “When does it end?”
Down beside the ring, MOLE-MAN flexes his hideous clawed mole-fingers around the three-fifths-empty bottle of Ibuprofen. He snuffles. His weird mole-nose quivers. His horrible beady black mole-eyes quiver also. He looks through Danger, Danger Fontaine and his abnormally sportsmanlike expression with an idiotic mole-expression. MOLE-MAN is coming to realize that he is not in a wrestling ring after all. He has accessed Valhalla. With his stupid little mole-legs, MOLE-MAN waddles up to Danger, Danger Fontaine with his fuzzy mole-arms outstretched as if for a mole-hug, then lifts him up, upends him, and appears to try to drink from Danger, Danger Fontaine as if he were a cask of flowing liquor in a cartoon. For reference, Patrick Star might have done that once. Not with a person, though.
“Aadddd MOLE-MAN mzzhhefugghhrrr’s drppn baaaaffff!” announces the MOLE-ANNOUNCER.
“That MOLE-MAN motherfucker’s trippin’ bad,” translates the MOLE-TRANSLATOR. “After all the trouble I went through to memorize the actual symptoms of Ibuprofen overdose, too.”
“MOLE-MAN byyyonngggee sss unmfrctmmlll!”
“MOLE-MAN biology is unpredictable.”
“Yff dn sseeyyyyy!” shouts a frustrated MOLE-PHARMACEUTICAL TECHNICIAN in the audience.
“You don’t say,” says the MOLE-TRANSLATOR. “MOLE-ANNOUNCER, what do you think we call this move?”
“I had a nightmare about this once. Being in Danger, Danger Fontaine’s position, but in the nightmare he was drinking my blood. Last thing I remember was him saying ‘Remember This.’ Maybe we call it that?”
MOLE-TRANSLATOR looks at MOLE-ANNOUNCER. MOLE-ANNOUNCER nods. MOLE-TRANSLATOR nods.
“Powerful. But it would be best to ask MOLE-MANAGER before we make anything official. Provisionally, would you say this is a skillful execution of the I had a nightmare about this once. Being in Danger, Danger Fontaine’s position, but in the nightmare he was drinking my blood. Last thing I remember was him saying ‘Remember This.’?”
“Immd suyy ss df’stssng! B’I mnht wdcuuull ehjss ‘mumerniss.’”
"I'd say it's devastating. But I meant we'd call it just 'Remember This.'" MOLE-TRANSLATOR looks thoughtful. "I prefer the full name. How can you look at this, whole... move MOLE-MAN is doing, and only call it 'Remember This.'?"
"Uhfnnm sbivuh mffll."
"The full name is a bit of a mouthful. Well-"
In an act of either violence or sexuality, Aristotle pins Ginny against a wall. MOLE-MAN roars and gargles as he drinks from an imagined font of endless wine, beer, mead, or potentially any other form of liquor up to and including a variety of esoteric cocktails.
"Asshhhdonshhing!" slurs THE astonished MOLE-MAN, reeling from Danger, Danger Fontaine's defiant assault. It's his poor little skull acting up again: he simply cannot take this kind of concussive attack constantly coming for his cranium. Awkwardly and with some notable struggle brought about by his own misshapen physique, he gets up off of Danger, Danger Fontaine, MOLE-MAN tears brimming in his MOLE-MAN eyes.
"Ffffuuuuuuuuccchhhhhch!" he moans, clutching at his MOLE-MAN face, backing himself against the ill-used wrestling ring. "Gofffdammmm!" he groans, sitting down. "Sshhunuffah bssshh!" he complains, as THE MOLE-MANAGER of MOLE-MAN comes hesitantly to his side, offering a towel and an entire bottle of Ibuprofen.
THE MOLE-MANAGER tries to establish eye contact with the announcers, but finds them busy staring intensely at one another. He looks pleadingly at Danger, Danger Fontaine and makes a time-out gesture, the one where you take your hands and make a T shape.
The audience doesn't know where to look: above them, incredible sexual tension, and below them, incredible regular tension. Those who think of it this way, of course, choose to watch the announcers, hot-mic'ing their hushed debate about tonight's dinner.
"What do you mean you don't know, Geronimo? You said you looked at the fucking map." "I didn't know I was supposed to look for restaurants, Albany. You never said I was supposed to look for fucking restaurants around here." "Well, what in fuck's name did you think I was telling you to look at the map for?" "I don't know, fuck me, maybe at 8 in the morning I wasn't thinking of dinner plans?" "Fuck you is right. Fuck you is goddamn right, give me your phone and I'll find us a place to eat, huh?"
The debate is becoming less hushed by the minute, drawing a dangerous quantity of eyes and cameras away from the fighters.
Weakness wise, his non-existence is actually a cruel punishment considering his mind loses all grasp of time, space, senses, and other valuable world-establishing concepts while unalive. When he erases his entirety he remains intangible for up to 2 minutes (post) with a 5 minute (post) cooldown. This weakness only applies when Transitory is used on his brain.
The middle sentence here seems to be out of place, unless you do mean that the cooldowns only trigger when Transitory is used on the brain. Other than that, I see no issues on the sheet - one approval from me
I still feel new here
I will always play as an anime girl. This is not a point of pride, only the tragic truth
I'm not here for anything dirty leave me alone
pfp is [url=https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/70511767]a work by 貓臉[/url] (Māo liǎn, or cat face) except I took away the background and most of the detail
[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/187744-character-sheet-google-doc/ooc#post-5339953]A summary of almost every character I've ever made[/url], if you want to gauge me or reference something or something
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">I still feel new here<br><br>I will always play as an anime girl. This is not a point of pride, only the tragic truth<br><br>I'm not here for anything dirty leave me alone<br><br>pfp is <a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/70511767">a work by 貓臉</a> (Māo liǎn, or cat face) except I took away the background and most of the detail<br><br><a href="https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/187744-character-sheet-google-doc/ooc#post-5339953">A summary of almost every character I've ever made</a>, if you want to gauge me or reference something or something</div>
Creative Chaos
Lewascan2
AThousandCurses
Gerlando
