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This thread went completely under the radar. Thought I already posted my CS. Here it is.

Appearance:
Name: Chef Gold or just Gold
Race: Ursid - They are depicted as brute warriors with a big physique said to resemble that of a bear but they are also a cunning people. Brute force is meant more to gain respect and the obedience of others as it is rarely used to achieve one's goals except when you are in war of course.
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Job: Chef
Weapons:
    Cyborg Eye - Gold's eye gives him several optic visionary functions he can use simultaneously, such as Zoom-in, Thermal vision, Night vision, X-Ray, and more. Besides the optic visionary functions he can channel a beam of laser from his eye for a short duration.
    Cybernetic Arm - Gold's cyborg arm serves a variety of functions, containing a surprising amount of tools as well as weapons, such as a clamp, a sword, a plasma flintlock pistol, a torch/flamethrower, a plethora of sharp implements and tools, like scissors, a cleaver, cooking wares, etc., pincer-esque appendages, and more.
    Cybernetic Peg Leg - Silver's cyborg leg works via hydraulic pump, so damage to it inhibits him, leaving him to limp until it can be repaired. It also carries a detachable grenade launcher Silver can attach to his cyborg arm.

Abilities:
    Cooking - Gold is a master chef and maximizes his cooking skills with his cybernetic tools, enabling him to cook his dishes at a surprising rate of speed.
    Fighting - Be it hand to hand, with a sword/knife/gun he is a master in the field coming from a long life filled with battles.
    Torture - Even if it remains only as a grim reminder of his past self, it is still a part of him and he still has the necessary skills to make anyone yield under his "ministrations".

Personality: He is a lot more friendly now after joining the culinary arts. A lot more friendly and cunning. He is convinced that the his fighting days are behind him so he focuses more on being cunning and using ways that don't involve violence, as far as it's possible.
Bio: A huge civil war tore his planet apart and with it came the near extinction of his kind when a machine that targeted the planet's core with powerful seismic pulses was created and eventually destroyed the planet. A few other survived. During the war, Cpt. Gold as his troopers called him because of his golden eye, was made infamous for the usage of his torture methods on the radicals during the Ursid Civil War. In the end thought he wasn't able to save anything, the war was lost as the radicals managed to "change" something. Before there was a planet and now...just rubble.

Since then he has been traveling aimlessly until he got into a planet ruled by corruption. There he earned a name in the underground fighting arenas, Golden Eyed Devil. A name and money at that since he never lost a single battle. That changed when he was beaten by an alien creature which had weapons on its person. The rules of the arena allowed no weapons or armor, only hand to hand combat. The alien creature claimed that the blades were part of his body, same as hands and limbs on others. The Golden Eyed Devil wasn't going to back from this either way. During the fight the creature managed to cut his left leg and drop him to the ground. Turning back in hoped to hear the cheers of the crowd it was only greeted by booos but then the cheering went through the roof when The Infamous Devil got up on his one feet and got into fight position, rage adorned his face. Angry for not getting the crowd on it's side, the alien creature charged for the Ursid with an extended scythe. With his right hand he held the creatures wrist so it couldn't use it's blade while with the left hand he used it as a shield to greet the slices of the creature and protect his head. Finally he took the opening and lunged in with his mouth to tear the creatures head clean off. The crows was mad with excitement and adrenaline and the last things he heard before he blacked out was the chanting of his stage name in the planet's home language.

Waking up he was greeted by robotic doctors. They had patched his lost limbs and asked him if he wanted a cybernetic replacement for those.
"Only the best this shithole has to offer."

After that he left the fighting business in a sort of epiphany coming from his near death experience. Later he learned that he had a thing for the culinary arts, it relaxed him and made him feel appreciated when others liked his food. But to say the truth, deep down he misses the days of fighting. They're not past yet.


Him while cooking.


Excellent. ...Now the list is complete. ^_^
@The Jest

Sooo is there something wrong with victor that i have to change for him to be an engineer or did you miss him?


...OH crap. I apologize, I completely missed him for some reason. ...Don't know how that happened. X_X

I'm gonna talk with Windpipe (@Windstormugly) to see if he has any problems with it, but I'll add you on the Job List. If he does have problems with it, he'll let you know. ^_^

Now, where is that @Bishop!?
Wait, so we can have powers although we are simple students just awoken from the Infinite Tsukuyomi brainwashing?


Excellent Question:

Imagine the essence of desire, of free will and want, not as a concept but as a thing, a type of energy signature or radiation that is part of the chemical make up of the soul. The same goes for its equal and opposite, Purity, the energy of the angels. Whenever one of the energies spike, it goes beyond the ethereal and materializes into the physical as power of some kind. Desire in particular shaping the power to fit the desires they have. Whereas Purity enhances a person based on their resolve to live by your standard virtues and what have you.

"But wait, The Purity energy completely enveloped all of the soul of everyone, didn't it? Wouldn't that count as some large spike of energy and give everyone angelic power?"

Not necessarily...

To begin with, that desire energy was considered a taint, a stain of corruption within the mortal soul. The soul was never designed with desire in mind, it simply "infected" everything formed from Purity like a plague. The brainwashing in question is a result of desire as an energy being completely erased by the purity, which fills in the proverbial empty space it leaves behind. essentially akin to returning the soul to "factory settings" one could say. A surge is the result of that energy being so potent that it breaks out of the soul and becomes actual energy, whereas the Angels simply filled in an empty space of the soul, keeping the energy contained within. There's a reason for this, but I'd rather not discuss it here, for the sake of Spoilers.

The moment your characters touched the corpse, the energy of desire came flooding into their soul in such a quality and quantity, that it generates a soul surge.

TL;DR: Overabundance of literal will power result in it pouring out of the soul, and into the physical world, becoming actual power for the characters in question to use.
@Ragrar Other than what @Windstormugly has said, the three of us approve and accept you. ^_^
Excellent work, @StormHeart.

We'll start the IC when I finish my own CSes, and everyone places their CSes in the Char Tab after I post mine there. XD

It's going to take some time to make said IC due to...Personal reasons. But I will work on it as soon as I'm done with said CSes. (Of which I AM almost done.)
That reminds me: Quick warning for you lot: The Captain has this...habit to him. Simply put: He likes to give all of his crew members nicknames...preferrably with one syllable each, and usually depending on what they are to him.

For example: William will be called "Knight" or something like that. Scrap is already a one-syllable name that sums her up, so odds are, Arron'll call her that.

Disclaimer: Some of the nicknames he gives out, might be humorous. XD
@The Jest How animalistic are the Alori? Like, aer we talking humans with ears & Tail, or full-on animals walking human style?


Considering how the original GM simply said "Furries", I'm under the assumption it means the latter, and so I'm sticking to full-on humanoid animals.
Busy with other Rps XD


One of them I hope being that Space Pirate one, it's awaiting Long Jo-I mean-Your Chef. XD

How's this?

Name: Venus Morgan

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: The standard lithe, teenage female. Small of stature. Slight of frame. Unnoticeable of bust or hips. Long straight dirty blonde hair. Almond shaped blue-green eyes. Thin lips. Small upturned nose. Barely tanned caucasian skin. Innocent and average. So childlike. Yet since her encounter at the cave, her hair looks like it's growing darker, and her skin paler than before.

Desire: Forbidden knowledge. Her one true lust is to know all that is not meant to be known by her. And moreso what is not meant to be known by anyone. To learn the truth of what has happened before that lead to this existence of bondage and mediocrity; to uncover the secrets of history.

Ability: Necromancy, at first only the ability to call forth weak wraiths of the more recently deceased. But as her desire grows...

Weapon: A large, very ornate dagger, with motifs of horned and fanged demon skulls on the handle and a black blade inlaid with sickly green runes whose bite is venomous to the living.

Personality: When she was content, her personality would have been considered boring if a bit chipper. Polite, yet only because she was afraid to be offensive. Now darkened edges of sass and sarcasm have crept in. Now, influenced by desire, she has anger, frustration, and passion.

Backstory: A typical girl child, of typical parents. The world after the world runs smoothly. All is as it should be. And Venus was as she should have been. A girl being educated, and doing her part to prepare for a life in city planning and architecture. Just another brick in the wall.

And then, in a life largely without incident, she was shocked to receive poor marks in her classes. It seemed that she didn't understand the value of, nor the proper procedure for including homages to angelic powers within the construction of buildings. She couldn't just pick out what looked good to her. She had to make it look good in a holy way.

So she set about studying. But it was all so confusing to her. And so her instructor arranged for her to visit sever holy sights on weekends to learn from first hand viewing. Her grades began to improve. But then, on the ninth such weekend excursion, she wandered off from the grounds in order to see the architecture from a distance. In doing so she discovered that there was something in the area that made her feel... well, she couldn't really understand it... but it seemed to draw her closer.

It eventually drew her into a cave where she saw visions of naked, horned, batwinged gods and goddesses old nature, magic, sex, death, and darkness. The we're like the angels if the angels could be monsters. And they seemed to call to her for help. They told her that she had been deceived. She saw visions of their altars and rituals. And she felt overwhelmed with wonderful, terrible feelings.

The girl who left that cave was no brick in anyone's wall, but a sledgehammer aimed at the foundations of paradise.


Gonna need to discuss this with my fellow members of this triumvirate, but personally? I like it. ^^
@The Jest Is there room for one more?


Sure, just know that the "Chef" is currently reserved. Boarding parties' always gonna be open though.
@The Jest Gotcha! Are you in Hangoverville too? Haha.. ha. (Kill me)


I don't drink...But let's just say that, after yesterday's shenanigans, part of me wishes I did. X_X

And excellent. ^_^
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