Name: Maurice Jacuzzi. Goes by Jacuzzi. Nickname(s): The Gangster of Love Age: 17 Gender: Male Height: 6'2 Weight: 180 Hair Color: Blonde Eye Color: Blue Race: Human Written Appearance: Jacuzzi is a tall and slender young man. He's boyishly handsome, with smooth skin and blonde hair. He's got big, sapphire blue eyes. He trains to become a hero, and while he's not huge, he's got some muscle on him. His ears are pierced, and one day he'd like to get some magic earrings. He changes clothes a lot using his magical powers. Personality: Jacuzzi is a carefree and fun-loving young man. He enjoys using his magic to trick people. One day, he dreams of becoming a powerful archmage, but that's just a means to living a carefree life. His great loves are women, men, video games, cute things, and tricking people. He's very friendly and outgoing, and while sneaky, he's overall probably a good person. Cute things weaken him quite a bit, and he enjoys trying on new clothes. Current Story: Jacuzzi's parents were killed by Lich the Tenebrous. It wasn't because they were destined to kill him by some prophecy or anything. As far as anyone knows, he just did it for fun because he's a dick like that. He left a note, which Jacuzzi keeps with him:
JACUZZI YOU USELESS NERD I KILLED YOUR PARENTS WHEN YOUR TURN 18 WE'LL FIGHT IT'LL BE AWESOME BECAUSE YOU'LL BE REALLY STRONG BUT I WILL KILL YOU AND DEVOUR YOUR MAGIC >:^3 CRAPFULLY YOURS THE ARCHNECROMANCER WHO EXISTS BETWIXT AND BETWEEN LICH THE TENEBROUS
After his parents died, Jacuzzi was left with his aunt and uncle who love him as if he was their own child. They've both encouraged him not to go after Lich, to let the police handle it. Jacuzzi agrees, but he's been learning magic at high school. Mostly because he thinks he can make a lot of money as a sorcerer, and partly just in case.
Level: 2 Archetype: Jake (Totally Radical) Store Position: Sales/Tailor Weapon(s): He can kick people really hard! Abilities: Jake is a magician. He can cast spells, and is learning how to create magical items.
Spells Summon Slime: Summons a slime to do Jacuzzi's bidding. Well. It will attempt to do Jacuzzi's bidding as best it can. Each one is about the size of a honeydew melon, and they come in pretty much any color. They can trap prey by making themselves sticky. If you step in one, it's very difficult to get away. They're difficult to kill: Punching or cutting them is ineffective, as weapons just go through them. They can be frozen, though, and salt will make them shrivel up. Since they're mostly water, fire will quickly make them burst, soaking anything near them. Jacuzzi can summon up to five of them at a time. Bolt: Jacuzzi shoots a bolt of electricity from his hand. The bolt is very fast, being that it's essentially lightning. It usually needs to be charged, and the time spent charging it determines how powerful it is. One second causes him to fire a small jolt. It acts like a taser, and will knock most opponents over. Charging it for five seconds will shoot a more powerful bolt of lightning. This one will render most foes unconscious. He can use it without charging it: This just generates a stream of sparks from the end of his finger. It's not very useful in a fight, but it's hot enough that it can be use as a lighter and for welding. Glamour: Allows Jacuzzi to magically alter his appearance. He can change his clothes and his features, either copying somebody he's seen or making a new person. His form must be mostly humanoid: He could turn into a woman, an elf or even a humanoid fox, but something like a dog or a goat wouldn't be a valid form. He can give himself things like a tail and horns, but they're fragile and not very useful. This spell only changes his appearance: He can't use it to gain new powers. Giving him a good hard punch or slap to the face will dispel the transformation. Changes to clothes are permanent until he changes them back, and he can change other people's clothes by touching them.
Magic Items Cloak of Many Pockets: A green, hooded jacket. It has a lot of pockets. Each one has a portal to a pocket dimension. Jake can store any number of items in the pockets, so long as at least one dimension of the object can fit in it. For example, he could store a broomstick or a katana in the pockets, because he can fit them in by one end. He could not store a watermelon, because he can't fit it in the pockets. Time does not pass inside of the pockets, so living things and food can be stored inside indefinitely without consequence.
-12 rubber balls -A deck of Yu-Gi-Oh cards. -A Playstation Vita. -A bologna sandwich. -A tomato. -A red, aluminum baseball bat.
Friends: Who wants to be Jacuzzi's friend? :) Rivals: Nope Enemies:
The Archnecromancer Who Exists Betwixt and Between LICH THE TENEBROUS
Jacuzzi doesn't even hate him but the dude may or may not be out to kill him.
I'm sorry, but your character is too evil. We're pirates, but we're really more about adventure and occasional theft as opposed to murdering people for no real reason. You might fit in better among The Reapers, The Ragnarov Fleet, or maybe the Cult of Lychholme. Or you could start your own faction.
"You haven't either. You should let me check for a concussion." Marco said as Giggles walked in. He'd been the one that had gotten Giggles all banged up. On the other hand, Giggles seemed pretty good at banging himself up as it was.
"That trick with the drones was pretty impressive." Marco said to her. "I mean...I can't just let someone die if they saved me like that." He said quietly, before pulling himself out of the chair.
"I'm gonna see if I can find breakfast. There was a dog around her, wasn't there?" Marco asked, heading into the ship's mess hall. Soon, the sound of cooking could be heard. Marco hadn't even batted an eyelash at Anya's corpse as he got some eggs, though he did think maybe they should find a better place for her.
Even though he was exhausted, Marco couldn't sleep. His nerves were still alight even as he tossed and turned in bed. He'd just thrown away what little he'd had, and he had no idea if this adventure he'd started on would lead him to death or glory.
At some point, he must have drifted off into a fitful sleep, because he woke up who knows how much later. He didn't feel well-rested, but he couldn't get back to sleep. He got up, and it wasn't long before he found the showers. Hot water trickled down his body as he thought over the events of the last day. That had been his first real fight. He'd probably killed several people. And...It had made him feel alive. For the first time since his father had disappeared. He wrapped a towel around his waist, and headed for the workshop. He didn't expect to see the hacker from before there. First he noticed that she was still in the suit, bloodspatters and all. That couldn't be healthy.
"I'm going to get some clothes. Lemme borrow this." He said, picking up a pair of bolt cutters. Then he saw the drone from before. It was completely fixed.
"You work fast, huh?" He said, before disappearing back down the hall. A series of loud *SNAP*s could be heard, and soon, Marco had returned, wearing a pair of jeans and a pendant around himself. He was lounging in the seat across from SIG. If he was going to be forced to live on a freighter, he was going to make himself at home on it.
As she spoke, wordlessly, Marco reached behind his neck, undoing the chain. He took the pendant off, and placed it on the table. It was a tiny black cube, each side only a few centimeters long. Now that he had left Frixion, it was the last memento he had of his dad.
"It sounds like the first order of business is to get out of UFP space, then." Marco said, he tapped the top of the cube with his index finger. The room filled with a blue glow, as the cube projected a holographic image of the known Galaxy. Most of it was written in Galactic Basic. But there were a few annotations in an unfamiliar language. He put his finger to the hologram, where a bright green light blinked.
"This is us. We're here." He slid his finger, and the map followed, until it was in a section labelled The Myrlian Belt. "We should try to get out of UFP space. The question is...Can we get that far? We haven't checked how much food we have. The ship just crashed, too."
"We might be able to make it here." He tapped a blinking orange icon, and it expanded. Half of it was an asteroid. The other half was a sprawling cityscape. "Tortuga. The Pirate's Moon."
"We might be able to find someplace in the middle of nowhere. Maybe some backwater space station where they won't check too hard. Sell whatever cargo we've got, maybe find a new ship." He looked at SIG with his icy blue eyes. He couldn't help but feel responsible for her predicament. "Do you want to go back?" He asked her. It was a question he didn't dare ask himself.
"And...Did you get shot? Have you checked for fractures?" He asked her. The bullet hole in her clothes had been bugging him for a while.