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Haha, yeah.
I'm in.
He's accepted.
CraftWork said
Hey, wanted to make my characters powers more clear. It's basically a regeneration ability that he has to focus to use, it'll take energy so he can't spam it, and he can't use it to recover from things that would kill him. He can also use it on other people as well.
[5:24:28 PM | Edited 5:24:42 PM] Reverend Father Uncle Ruckus, No Relation: "Matthew could be described to be a serial hero. He would roam the streets wielding nothing more than a baseball bat, or a copper pipe, or even just with his own two fists, picking fights with people that he should have no business with fighting. His white suits which would start the day pristine and clean would be covered in his blood and the blood of his victims by the day's end."
He needs to elaborate on 'serial hero' it doesn't really make sense, a guy who attacks people for no reason doesn't seem like a hero. Other than that, he's good.
That was Larfleeze's summary, and I agree with it. That's the only thing I'm slightly edgy about. Other than that, you're accepted.
"Do you guys have an actually plan? Or are you just spitting nonsense to boost your hope that we'll make it out this hell-hole?" The being of biomass snorted silently. This man was going to be obnoxious, he could already tell. However, he wasn't a people's person, so he would let Riley or David deal with the freakish man.
Payne's blank eyes narrowed carefully once he saw another prisoner, and hopefully the last, enter, seemingly sweating like a cow in heat. The male went straight for a corner before sitting down, grabbing a nearby guitar, and strumming a few notes. The prisoner shrugged, turning his eyes back to the two he was currently talking to. Riley, David, and himself, Payne. Would it only take them three to escape?
He broke out of his internal monologue once he saw David scribbling, yet again, on a piece of paper, considering he didn't have the means to constrict his vocal cords, like Payne himself, or mute himself to the point where only a certain few could hear you. Once the boy was finished writing, he showed the paper to such an angle where the camera wouldn't possible be able to decipher the text.
'If you could handle that map, it would be a major jump forward.' The words were relatively neat, and Payne deciphered them with only a split-second glance. A map would be super easy to create. He would just need a minute of silence, a piece of construction paper, and a box of colored pen. Hell, he could even do it inside of this room, considering his shadowy spot in the corner was hidden away from the camera.
"Easy enough." His distorted voice came out in a quip, right before the boy began scribbling yet again. He showed it to Riley, before writing once again and finally showing it to both of them. It was a rough plan, thought of in a moment's notice, and incredibly risky - but...it might could work if they played their cards right. Stealth was something he was good at, especially with his powers...
"Next Sunday, hm? ...I can create the map in a tad. Just give me a minute." As he said this, Payne's hands, interlocked, slowly changed into a mass of wriggling crimson rats, with spiky black and crimson biomass as fur. The rats were too small to be noticed by anyone not near him. They fell to the ground, before seemingly growing extremely small wings and flying onto the wall, seeping into cracks, vents, AC units, and more. Within seconds, Payne had a series of pencils and paper on the table in front of him, turned away from the camera.
His hand pulsed with crimson and black biomass as it moved at a blurred pace, creating an intricate and extremely detailed map of the prison, his eyes glazed over as if he was looking through the POV of a thousand rodents.
Payne's blank eyes narrowed carefully once he saw another prisoner, and hopefully the last, enter, seemingly sweating like a cow in heat. The male went straight for a corner before sitting down, grabbing a nearby guitar, and strumming a few notes. The prisoner shrugged, turning his eyes back to the two he was currently talking to. Riley, David, and himself, Payne. Would it only take them three to escape?
He broke out of his internal monologue once he saw David scribbling, yet again, on a piece of paper, considering he didn't have the means to constrict his vocal cords, like Payne himself, or mute himself to the point where only a certain few could hear you. Once the boy was finished writing, he showed the paper to such an angle where the camera wouldn't possible be able to decipher the text.
'If you could handle that map, it would be a major jump forward.' The words were relatively neat, and Payne deciphered them with only a split-second glance. A map would be super easy to create. He would just need a minute of silence, a piece of construction paper, and a box of colored pen. Hell, he could even do it inside of this room, considering his shadowy spot in the corner was hidden away from the camera.
"Easy enough." His distorted voice came out in a quip, right before the boy began scribbling yet again. He showed it to Riley, before writing once again and finally showing it to both of them. It was a rough plan, thought of in a moment's notice, and incredibly risky - but...it might could work if they played their cards right. Stealth was something he was good at, especially with his powers...
"Next Sunday, hm? ...I can create the map in a tad. Just give me a minute." As he said this, Payne's hands, interlocked, slowly changed into a mass of wriggling crimson rats, with spiky black and crimson biomass as fur. The rats were too small to be noticed by anyone not near him. They fell to the ground, before seemingly growing extremely small wings and flying onto the wall, seeping into cracks, vents, AC units, and more. Within seconds, Payne had a series of pencils and paper on the table in front of him, turned away from the camera.
His hand pulsed with crimson and black biomass as it moved at a blurred pace, creating an intricate and extremely detailed map of the prison, his eyes glazed over as if he was looking through the POV of a thousand rodents.
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Forum: Casual Interest Checks
"My name is Alex Mercer. I'm the reason for all this.
They call me a killer, a monster, a terrorist... I'm all of these things."
Alex J. Mercer
ZEUS, Blacklight Virus, Freak...take your pick.
Alex has the appearance of a human man in his early twenties.
Arguable - To make it simpler, let's say Male.
Virus. To be more specific, the Blacklight Virus.
Prototype, and Prototype 2.
Perhaps as a result of his difficult childhood, Alex is a cold individual, both paranoid and borderline sociopathic. Most notably, he released the deadly Blacklight virus simply to spite those who denied him information. His motivations and plans are utterly personal and he rarely takes human cost into account, being able to murder scores of humans without remorse or hesitation.
However, Alex is not completely heartless; he deeply trusts and cares for his younger sister Dana, having been the only real paternal figure for her, and had what can be assumed to be a loving relationship with Karen Parker, a human female from his 'past' life. Unfortunately, after repeated betrayals and mishaps during his time away from NYZ after the initial outbreak, Alex's worldview became increasingly cynical and nihilistic. He decided that stopping the outbreak was a mistake and started a new one himself to usher in a new race; he claimed he was making a better world by doing so. In his new role as the leader of the Infected, Alex pursued his goal of spreading the virus in a far more active and aggressive manner than Elizabeth Greene ever did, even inserting spies within both Blackwatch and Gentek and using their resources and scientists to do so.
Due to absorbing so many scientists and soldiers in his lifetime, Alex is an immensely intelligent being, and has knowledge on an incredibly broad assortment of subjects.
In the beginning...he was Alex J. Mercer.
A scientist working for Gentek Industries, the business that would be his downfall. The events that had caused this transformation is...hazy, but everything after that is a bit more clear. He had woke up...in a morgue, with scientists talking over his cold body. Out of shock, surprise, and fear, Alex had killed and consumed the scientists, not even knowing what he had done. Shaken from this event, the Virus shambled through the building, attracting unnecessary attention until he found the exit and entered an alley-way. There, he learned of some of his power, hopping an incredibly large steel fence and taking off running at scary speeds not long after. To make an incredibly long story short, Alex went through many betrayals, hardships, and quests, until he was finally killed by the very man that he had infected with the Virus. Then...he woke up here...weakened.
Alex carries a small photograph of his sister, Dana, but other then that he keeps nothing permanently on him.
The standard ability that Alex will start off with is his extraordinary physical prowess, which passes the boundary of human, and even some superhuman potential. As he 'levels up', more of his powers will be unlocked, including his weapon forms, his ability to consume and assimilate destroyed enemies, and some of his regenerative powers.
Alex has conquered most of his fears, or thins that could scare him, but he still has a nagging, lingering phobia...of being helpless. He hates the feeling of being weak, and simply hates being in that state.
As for weaknesses, Alex is vulnerable to large amounts of electricity, and he doesn't like water all that much.
This is short of...well, small. Tell me if you want me to go into detail more.
Ah, not to sound..well, snappish, but did you read the backstory?
He was originally born into his mother's, well, womb, but died before he was actually alive. He was then reincarnated into a full-fledged Ghost, not really making him a half-breed, but instead an actual ghost. He was never technically 'alive' to begin with
He was originally born into his mother's, well, womb, but died before he was actually alive. He was then reincarnated into a full-fledged Ghost, not really making him a half-breed, but instead an actual ghost. He was never technically 'alive' to begin with
I'm making my character currently. I know that there are no reservations, but just putting it out there.
Into the open.
Into the open.
"My name is Alex Mercer. I'm the reason for all this.
They call me a killer, a monster, a terrorist... I'm all of these things."
Alex J. Mercer
ZEUS, Blacklight Virus, Freak...take your pick.
Alex has the appearance of a human man in his early twenties.
Arguable - To make it simpler, let's say Male.
Virus. To be more specific, the Blacklight Virus.
Prototype, and Prototype 2.
Perhaps as a result of his difficult childhood, Alex is a cold individual, both paranoid and borderline sociopathic. Most notably, prior to his human death at Penn Station, he released the deadly Blacklight virus simply to spite those who denied him information. His motivations and plans are utterly personal and he rarely takes human cost into account, being able to murder scores of humans without remorse or hesitation.
However, Alex is not completely heartless; he deeply trusts and cares for his younger sister Dana, having been the only real paternal figure for her, and had what can be assumed to be a loving relationship with Karen Parker.
Unfortunately, after repeated betrayals and mishaps during his time away from NYZ after the initial outbreak, Alex's worldview became increasingly cynical and nihilistic. He decided that stopping the outbreak was a mistake and started a new one himself to usher in a new race; he claimed he was making a better world by doing so. In his new role as the leader of the Infected, Alex pursued his goal of spreading the virus in a far more active and aggressive manner than Elizabeth Greene ever did, even inserting spies within both Blackwatch and Gentek and using their resources and scientists to do so.
In the beginning...he was Alex J. Mercer.
A scientist working for Gentek Industries, the business that would be his downfall. The events that had caused this transformation is...hazy, but everything after that is a bit more clear. He had woke up...in a morgue, with scientists talking over his cold body. Out of shock, surprise, and fear, Alex had killed and consumed the scientists, not even knowing what he had done. Shaken from this event, the Virus shambled through the building, attracting unnecessary attention until he found the exit and entered an alley-way. There, he learned of some of his power, hopping an incredibly large steel fence and taking off running at scary speeds not long after. To make an incredibly long story short, Alex went through many betrayals, hardships, and quests, until he was finally killed by the very man that he had infected with the Virus. Then...he woke up here...weakened.
Alex carries a small photograph of his sister, Dana, but other then that he keeps nothing permanently on him.
The standard ability that Alex will start off with is his extraordinary physical prowess, which passes the boundary of human, and even some superhuman potential. As he 'levels up', more of his powers will be unlocked, including his weapon forms, his ability to consume and assimilate destroyed enemies, and some of his regenerative powers.
Alex has conquered most of his fears, or thins that could scare him, but he still has a nagging, lingering phobia...of being helpless. He hates the feeling of being weak, and simply hates being in that state.
As for weaknesses, Alex is vulnerable to large amounts of electricity, and he doesn't like water all that much.
This is short of...well, small. Tell me if you want me to go into detail more.
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