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TimemasterI'm curious how combat will work as well as damage. Will every weapon do 1 heart of damage? Why have a larger weapon when they all do the same thing? What do the abilities like helm splitter do? Does your race effect your strength when it comes to lifting objects? Sorry for all the questions, it's just getting me thinking. I want to make a merchant Goron who possibly works for the mining company.
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I'm down to play.
@lugubrious ok thanks for letting me know.
Hey lug, do you allow non-participants who are interested in the story to vote on the battle's outcomes? Just curious because I find the whole thing fascinating.@lugubrious
Swarm
Name: Barry, Damien, Gabriel, Wesley, Ms.Faulkner
Alias: Swarm
Age: 38
Alignment: Other
Loyalty: Independent
Appearance: Barry is disheveled, unkempt with dark circles under his eyes.
Damien is a middle-aged man who wears dark fancy suits and smokes constantly. He rarely smiles.Gabriel(Gabe) grins and smiles frequently. He most often wears bright colored clothing. Wesley wears baseball caps, and carries around a Gameboy Advance SP (silver), with Pokemon Gold. Ms. Faulkner wears teacher's shaped glasses that rest on the bridge of her nose.
History: Barry had a very complicated childhood. It involved neglect, abuse and isolation primarily through his angry, intimidating father, Damien. He would beat him often, and would smoke all the time. His mother died in childbirth. In school, his 4th grade teacher Ms. Faulkner, chided him constantly regarding his bad grades and short attention span. This only furthered his emotional issues and he came to loathe the woman. The teacher's pet, Wesley, liked to rub his privilege in Barry's face. Because of his father's large contributions to the building of their school, he was given preferred treatment. Wesley, would lash out in the middle of class and the normally strict Ms. Faulkner, would coddle him rather than discipline the child. Wesley didn't study well, but played baseball and dreamed of one day becoming a pro pitcher for the New York Yankees.
At one point in middle-school, he was taken into the councilor's office for an argument he'd had with another student. It was in this time that the councilor realized, Barry, had early manifestations of a disassociation disorder. He would talk by himself and reply back as if he was answering questions. After putting him on some powerful medications, he seemed to improve. The death of his dad in a drunk driving accident had something to do with that.
During the next few years he studied hard. He wished to help design buildings and that required schooling. More specifically, structural engineering. He attended Purdue University and received his master's degree within a few years in the very subject. During this learned basic Muai Tai, under an instructor. After that point, he got a job at a company who designed blueprints for builders to construct. In order to save money on the cost of their design, they decided to use "building grade material" to construct the ten story building. Barry realized this was a huge issue. Some of the materials had the potential to catch fire quite easily. He brought it up at a meeting, but was swiftly shot down by the head designer. He was a very charismatic and crafty man named Gabriel. He planned on the building's collapse in order to claim the huge insurance policy on it. Barry wouldn't let up on the issue, so Gabriel sent him home without pay for three months. He came back like a whipped dog.
When it was time to tour the finished building, a year later, Gabriel stayed home citing illness. Barry did not know this and assumed that if Gabriel came with them, there would be no risk of danger because people aren't usually suicidal..he only found this out mid-way through the tour. Knowing where the weakness was, Barry took the elevator down to the parking garage. What he saw confirmed his suspicions. The walls were covered in a wet substance and a fire had already broken out. The main support pillars lit up and started crumbling away. Knowing the building was coming down shortly, Barry went back up the elevator and out the front door, as smoke followed him. As he ran, he heard a loud roar. He turned around to see the entire building collapsing on itself downward. He fell over and some debris descended towards him. He raised his arms over his face and the materials stopped in mid-air. Barry, was dumbfounded. The building continued to collapse and a shock wave sent a large object directly at Barry. Once again it stopped. Even the dust did not cover Barry, but formed a dome all around him. Then a baseball sized slab of material came right through and smacked Barry on the side of his head. He was knocked unconscious. When he came too he was covered in what had stopped above himself earlier. Holding the gash in his head he left for medical attention. But, something was different now. The trauma of watching hundreds of people die in deliberate destruction as well as the hit to his head, shattered Barry's dissociation disorder. It had fractured further. The people who impacted his life (negatively) had already left an impression. Now, they had become part of his mind. Damien, Gabriel, Wesley and Ms. Faulkner were apart of him now. Barry, was no longer an individual..they were one. They were Swarm.
Personality
Motivations: Barry wants to regain control of his mind, but also wants to be taken seriously and listened to. This conflict is very apparent in their interactions. The others all desire to be heard and valued for their voices and knowledge in order to prevent other people's mistakes. The way they go about acquiring a platform to speak and be heard differs greatly. Some use their extensive knowledge and charisma to keep their listeners captivated. One resorts to tantrums and anger to be heard. Finally, intimidation, power, and respect are very attractive options to another.
Sexuality: N/A
Likes:
- Structural engineering
- Being heard
- His personas
- Destruction/Intimidation
- Power/Authority
- Smoking
- Fancy suits
- Bright colors
- Influencing others
- Firm handshakes
- Fun and games
- Baseball
- Throwing things
- Discipline/Order
- Classical music
- Teaching
Dislikes:
- His personas
- Falling
- Smoking
- Weakness
- People
- Tall buildings
- Stupidity
- Confrontation
- Stains
- School
- Homework
- Not getting his way
- Loud noises
- Disorder
- Violence
Derangement: Because of the horrible trauma Barry received during his trigger event, his disassociation was exacerbated even further. His personality shattered into four distinct personalities with their own; likes, dislikes, motivations and skills. Even abilities Barry never acquired came to the different personas. As for Barry, he was sidelined, replaced by Swarm. He is able to regain control at times, though his memory of the previous events is foggy at best and non-existent at worst.
Parahumanism
Skills: Structural engineering- With a master's degree in structural engineering, Barry knows how a buildings are designed and the materials that make them.
Basic Muai Tai- He knows basic self defense from classes he's attended over the years.
High Intelligence- With all of his schooling and learning, Barry is well-versed in many topics.
Focus- Barry is very focused. When he has a goal he goes after it.
Advanced Muai Tai- Damien has all the techniques Barry learned in classes but with much greater proficiency, primarily offensive.
Intimidation- With a sinister glare, an evil look, Damien, is able to make others fear without trying.
Charisma- Gabriel is very likeable and wins others over with a firm handshake and a genuine smile.
Public Speaking- Gabriel is as good as the best politicians when it comes to public speaking, with all that entails; lies, false promises and the rest.
Baseball- Wesley is very good at the game of baseball, able to hit, catch and throw well.
Video Games- He loves to play a wide assortment of games, mainly Nintendo.
Teaching- Ms.Faulkner is a great teacher, complete with repetition, discipline and a commanding voice.
Classification: Shaker
Details: Swarm is capable of exerting 15,000 pounds of force at any given moment within a 30 foot radius telepathically. This includes; throwing, moving, lifting, stopping, slowing any non-living matter within his 30 foot radius. Some offensive applications of this would be to; throw a two ton object at twenty miles per hour; throw/fire seven bullet-like objects 800 mph at once and strangle people using the very clothes on their backs. Some defensive applications include force fields and stopping objects in mid flight. Stopping bullets, explosions, rockets, gases, and anything that is not the speed of lasers/light under 15,000 pounds of force.
Limitations: Manton effect. They are incapable of effecting any area outside of their 30 foot radius. They are able to throw things out of it, however. Each persona of Swarm has their own limitations unique to them excluding, Damien. Barry is limited to 7,500 pounds of possible pounds of force. Gabriel can only use their powers defensively. Wesley, only aggressively. Ms. Faulkner can only hold others in place, binding people with non-living objects,
including their own clothes. Being Barry's embodiment of unbridled passions and power, Damien is the only persona not limited. Once the pounds of force threshold is met, any further force will break through their force fields. Their power is oftentimes balanced between offensive and defensive capabilities. While throwing projectiles, the force expended as well as the force field used for blocking incoming attacks, cannot exceed their power threshold. If this occurs, all new attacks will break through. This power threshold regenerates every couple of seconds allowing for gaps in the defense when it is fully expended. Beams of energy and light are unaffected by the force fields. Mind altering powers are equally unaffected.
Post
Mantis-Downtown Denver
After listening to the "brazen/stupid" guy for a few moments I scratch my chin in thought. I honestly don't know what he saw, but he's not going for my suggestions. Verbally or telepathically. He seems like the kind of guy that would pester you until he got what he wanted. I suppose indulging his curiosity somewhat wouldn't hurt,"You got me kid,"I say spreading my arms wide and smirking,"I'm an expert at krav maga, those goons never stood a chance."I pause briefly and continue,"If you'd like, I could give you a free lesson at our training center. What do you say?" Hopefully that will do the trick..
Mantis-Downtown Denver
Somewhat surprised at the sudden inquiry, I stop and raise an eyebrow replying,"Listen man, whatever you think you've seen, it would be best if you kept it to yourself."This guy could turn me in, though he probably would have done that already. Vigilantism is frowned upon here and I don't need to make enemies this early on. I then impart the thought in him,"I should just forget what happened and head home."
Mantis-Downtown Denver
The sun dipped below the Rocky Mountains; shops closed, people took the rush hour highways home. Wherever that was to them. Though villians, heroes and normies all called Colorado home, there seemed to be no urgency. People went on like whole countries wouldn't cease to exist on the whims of some demigod like abominations. What did life mean to them? "I for one won't stand idly by, I will make a difference no matter how small."
As I walk through the downtown streets, I see shady figures darting into alleys. Drug peddlers giving samples of their product. Prostitutes being payed so their STD ridden pimps can afford another shot of heroine. The disorder, chaos and pure evil I see all around myself only emboldens me to do something about it. These newfound powers of mine will surely be tested.
I continue walking and I notice a poor woman no older than 19 being manhandled by five thugs. She is a brunette with long hair and good proportions. Unfortunate for her. She would be better off average and alive rather than beautiful and sold into slavery. She resists,but they are quickly overwhelming her laughing as they shove her. I cross the street and make my way towards them. As I approach one of the men notices me and yells,"You tryin' to pick a fight with us?!" He pulls out a knife and waves it threateningly. Not wearing my "costume" only a Kevlar jacket I decide that fighting may not be the best option. I reply to him,"Wouldn't you fellas like to go out for some drinks instead of ruining a pretty girl's night? No money you may say? Don't worry first shot's on me." I say grinning. The man is startled at my boldness and his other "homies" turn to look. One of them is now holding the girl by the arms. She looks terrified.
"We'd rather have both," another says, with a particularly large scar that stretches from his left ear all the way to his eye. The other men laugh at his attempt at humor. He continues,"How much you got on ya?"
Now's the time to test these abilities. I focus long and hard at the knife thug and try to impart the thought,"He seems alright, I should give the girl to him and turn myself into the cops for the many crimes I've committed." After a brief pause he gets a look of bewilderment on his face and then shakes it off. "That was weird," he says aloud. He starts moving towards me knife in hand. That didn't go the way I'd hoped. I still have some work to do..
I wait a moment completely still, as he is the first to reach me. Then I implant in him,"I'll stab him in the throat, the bloodier the better."He smiles maniacally. In anticipation of his stab to my throat, I duck below. The knife sails over my head and I immediately straight punch his groin. Before he has time to react I stand back up, disarm and trip him in one fluid motion. As he falls to the ground I stomp his head in. The other three continue to advance though they seem much more hesitant now. The fourth still holds on to the girl. She looks like she had just seen her knight in kevlar armor. Not wanting to disappoint, I assume a defensive stance with the knife in hand. I attempt to impart in them feelings of terror. It seems to work on some of them. Two stop advancing and the other turns his head confused by their actions. Now's my chance. I rush him with the knife, but rather than shank him I simply bring the handle down hard on his head. He falls over unconscious. The two who stopped moving put their hands up and book it out of there to the nearest alley.
"That is expected of rats," I think to myself. The final thug lets the girl go and follows his group down the alleyway. There's not much loyalty with these ones. I take my phone out and dial the cops. After explaining the situation I turn toward the girl and hang up. She is scared to say the least, but her eyes have the fire of hope in them.
"It's going to be alright," I reassure her,"If you come with me I can take you somewhere safe." I extend my hand and she takes it gratefully. I then lead her towards a more tame part of town. Over the course of our travel I learn her name is Alexis and she was just getting off work when she was harassed. She points me towards her apartment and when we arrive she thanks me. She writes down on a piece of paper her number and hands it to me. I smile and take the paper. I have no real intention of calling her, but being polite goes a long way.. or so I've heard. I wave her goodbye and head back into the night, invigorated by my newfound powers. Where else am I needed?
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