The Wild West

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Lugubrious No problem, I did kind of join in at a weird time anyway. But I can't wait for some proper interactions with Flint and Frenzy Plant.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Flint Dunigan - Belka Graveyard (Yesterday)

Flint had to admit, it seemed that this guild had more credit to it than he had originally thought of when he first viewed the guild from that tavern window. They had power, he could clearly see that from the massive amount of attacks soaring from almost every direction around the beast, and their onslaught of attacks were precise to the dot as they crashed into the monster. Their stance, their forms, and especially their attitudes were far different from the past rambunctious guilds that toted the land. He had pegged this guild wrong, he had thought of them as if they were some average thugs, but that was something that he would have to apologize for in the future. However, the beast was still rearing its ugly face, even after the great variety of magic being pelted at the rotted flesh, the creature was floating from the ground as the afflicted wounds were being nullified from its amazing regeneration powers. Though, it was only after a brief delay, a sudden blast erupted from inside the monster, a brilliant display of fireworks rumbling inside the beast before the dancing lights escaped from the ruined body. That was something new, it would have taken someone insane to latch explosives from the beast while this many attacks were being launched at the monster, but it seemed that it paid off due to the undead monstrosity unable to regroup itself after the devastating attack. The beast soon after tumbled to the side from the explosion, the rather convenient cliff dropping the enemy into an unending abyss of death.

It was silent those few still seconds after the defeat, the adrenaline within everyone was still pumping through their veins as that situation had called for either life or death. Though, it didn't take too long for the realization that these people had won their hard fought fight, they had started cheering, dancing, and other short burst of victory along the ruined graveyard. Flint, he tilted his hat towards the group before his horse trotted towards the cowboy. His Arcane Arm was still steaming from the expensive attack, his reserves within the weapon were almost null, but it was worth the energy as it seemed that everything was fine for the moment by this rather odd guild. Petting his horse, he looked closely upon the battlefield of victory before his eyes were starting to visualize something rather strange. A moving swarm of darkness started to converge with each other, the blackness swallowing up the short-lived cheerfulness of the area. He squinted hard at the swarm as they latched onto the corpse of a random man, Flint was absolutely ready to burn these little things alive as from under his poncho a whirring sound was heard from underneath. Though, before he could act, the eerie corpse started to send a chilling message to all of those that stood dumbstruck from the act. Shortly after, the corpse soon exploded in a fire of odd colors and left everyone in a rather confused and tired state. "This is what you people face everyday?" Flint remarked, tipping his hat down as he found this entire situation completely ludicrous from the moment he had entered their story.

Hybrid: Of Transhumans and Modern Magic

I'll be entering my charecter my the casual version of the RP, don't mind me y'all.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Lugubrious

Are we supposed to react to your last post and day afterwards? If so, what is the guild Frenzy Plant doing the following morning?

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Arsenal - Denver Alleyway

Arsenal wasn't going to lose his first battle against this parahuman, it would be outright embarrassing to be losing to some skeleton freak and his disgusting undead minions. He knew at this rate of constant fire, he had little amount of ammo to combat the amount of enemies coming this way as the sirens of the police and PRT sounded closer and closer. It was funny, his plan had worked to an extent, but sadly he didn't expect Necro to survive a two on one assault between two parahumans! It didn't matter at this point, he just needed to end this fight as soon as possible before ditching the two to escape from the encroaching enemy. Though, the stubborn guy just wouldn't budge against his sheer brute force, it seemed that his dream of taking down the entire PRT around the world alone was seeming impossible as he battled in the two versus one skirmish. Arsenal cursed himself, would his crusade end so early as on the first enemy!? Was his superior strength not good enough to defeat one person? He screamed over the hail of bullets, the standing police officer barely getting one shot off before being pelted with bullets from his superior rate of fire, though Arsenal didn't seem to notice the liquid bones slithering beneath his feet.

As suddenly as the liquid bones appeared, a living cage of bones erupted from the ground swallowing up someone else in the alleyway. Oh! The mystery kid, wait, how isn't he dead yet? He was sure that the position of the kid would have meant he was taking the full force of the bullet rain, how did he survive? For that second of lost thought, Necro had gotten away from the two as he dashed away using the bone cage as a distraction for the two. He was too late to notice this fact as he had left the two standing around like idiots, Arsenal cursed himself again for losing his target, though at least by technically he won by as the loser had run away from his soon to be death. Giving a sharp exhale of air, Arsenal tore off his shredded poncho revealing his true body to no one as Zach couldn't see through the bone cage, quickly hitting against one of his many metal arms, a brand new poncho was spat out by the machine through the some random opening within the machine. It was in this scenarios that Arsenal carried six extra costumes due to the fact of their constant use of being destroyed by his own weapon. Before donning the fresh clothing, he opened his palm on one of his arms, and a cleansing fire soon burst out burning the torn poncho and soon aimed at the destroyed bodies of the two thugs and the police man, destroying evidence was good enough when slowing down the police, but he needed to hurry and escape this burning alleyway.

”Do you mind-uh-helping out a bit?”

Sighing, Arsenal was hoping to just ditch the kid in the beginning, but he could prove to be a liability if the police catches him. Quickly pacing through the burning alleyway towards the bone cage, he knocked on the cage of bones. "Stand clear, I'm about to punch this thing open." Arsenal announced, pulling back his arm before punching a straight hole through the bone. Gripping the sides of the jagged hole, he tore away a good chunk of the cage allowing someone to pass through with ease such as the person trapped in said cage. "Kid, I don't want to be bogged down with the exuberant amount of paperwork and trouble in this alley here. So I'd rather keep it between the two of us as if we were never here in this alleyway. You got that? So you exit out one way, and I'll go the other as if the both of us were never involved in this little incident against the villain." Arsenal said, quickly discussing the matter with Zach. Suddenly, he grabbed his wrist before letting go a tiny bone shard into his hand revealing a scrapped on email address. "Keep it safe, contact me when you feel ready to do this little tango again, though I hope you will be more prepared for a fight next time," Arsenal soon calmly sped out of the alleyway, briskly walking away from the scene of the crime as if nothing had happen. Though, he wondered, it seemed that boy was immune to damage in some way or the other as he seemed to survive the fight against those thugs unharmed and with the parahuman fight as well. Arsenal could use that power of immunity to his advantage easily on that gullible boy, but that would have to wait as he was currently escaping from the torched scene of blood and violence.

Macavity - Random Alleyway

Well... He didn't seem to be dead for the moment. Macavity continued to calmly smile at the dangerous, defensive, and confused little girl, a powerful combination of emotions that could easily get out of hand if he makes the wrong move. He wondered why he had such a fascination over this brand new target, it seemed that even Macavity himself sometimes couldn't decipher his actions. Maybe he was feeling bad for the little girl. Her terrible appearance did remind him of someone else in the past, but maybe he was just being too sentimental at that fact. Though at the moment, he was feeling a bit of excitement and fun coming from this situation as well.

"Who are you?"

Yep, she was definitely being on the defensive side at the moment, but he couldn't really blame her as she had just escaped from one of the most powerful crime syndicates in the world. He would have to stay still with a calming and reassuring aura for her to stay her hand upon that power of hers, though it did seem that bringing out the snacks was a good idea as she lightly coughed exposing her desperation for only just that moment. He continued to smile, holding onto the snacks as he tried to be as unalarming as possible, it was almost as if he was holding his hand out in front of a deer hoping it would eat from his palm. "Who am I? Why, like I said, I'm Macavity! A master thief extraordinaire! Though, at the moment, it seems that I'm a benevolent figure who is wondering the same question that you have so bequeathed upon me," Macavity's smile soon turned into a playful grin, trying to sound overly eloquent in his words to soften the mood of the situation. However, as he was speaking, Macavity was doing something mischievous while speaking to the little girl. She started to fade from existence, her body completely disappearing to anybody that would look upon the situation. She wouldn't notice this abrupt change at all, the effect working behind the scene as Macavity and the food similarly started to disappear as well, though she wouldn't be able to see the difference between the two as the conversation continued beyond anyone's senses. The Bratva thugs would no longer danger or ruin the fun little event happening between the two.

"Don't try anything funny..."

He nodded with the same goofy grin, Cassidy reaching for the snacks as she would try to knack the food from his hands. This food was actually supposed to be his quick snacks while riding along the transportation vehicle to the drop off zone, but it was serving a different, but equally important service for the thief. She seemed to be reaching for the drink first, it was quite easy to predict after her little coughing fit from before, but it seemed that she wasn't too keen on the stranger just yet. "Don't hurt me now," Macavity said in a over exaggerated voice, unfurling his hand from the bottle allowing Cassidy to pull the drink away from his hand. He was pleased with himself, he managed to successfully feed a stray like in one of those inspirational videos on the internet that show people feeding mangy stray dogs and cats. "Now! I hope this token of goodwill will reach into your heart and bring out some sore needed faith that I'm not in cahoots with some nasty people. Now would you mind answering how you got in this doozy of a situation that you have found yourself in?"

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Rucker Estes - A Different Alleyway

"Macavity, you sly dog," Rucker chuckled to himself, binoculars placed firmly upon his eyes as he was scanning the rather shady warehouse district. He had gotten very vague hints and clues about the operation at hand, and after staking the place out, he figured there was something important going on but didn't exactly know much about goods the Bratva were transporting. It was a mystery to the thief, but something this hush-hush had to be something very valuable to the syndicate. He had guesses, experimental drugs, dangerous weapons, priceless jewels, or maybe even something more than everything combined! It was tantalizing for the criminal, stealing from big names was always exhilarating even if those big names were infamous crime syndicates or PRT protected facilities. It was all the same to him, using his newfound powers to steal from people that he could've never imagined from stealing without his hands being lobbed off in the process. Though, it was just the waiting game at this point for Macavity, he was waiting for these members to pack up the cargo and leave for the drop-off point. He was going to hitch a ride on the transportation vehicle, make a huge commotion by using high-grade explosives at the drop-off, and then in the confusion steal as much as he could carry off into the night. It was a horribly thought out plan, but it was the only plan that Rucker could salvage with the very limited time after learning the location and time of the transaction. And, it was around the time to enact this horribly thought out plan.

Reaching the location of the transaction, walking plainly through the area as no one seemed to mind his hidden presence in the facility, a loud crash was heard among the cargo area. "Ouch, that is coming out of their paycheck," Rucker snarked, chuckling at his own joke. Picking up the pace, he was just about to reach the area before someone else opened the door to the outside before him! Stopping directly in his tracks, it took just a moment for his eyes to catch that the stranger was just some young girl. This confused him, was this some sort of bring your daughter to work day? Though, on closer inspection it seemed that the girl was physically exhausted by the sunken eyes and wobbly jog. Peaking his head through the closing door, Macavity saw the workers frozen in place with shattered wood and a rather strange looking pod in the middle of the mess. The door closed upon Macavity ending his view upon the strange situation, and he looked back to the girl escaping the frozen people. It didn't take long for Rucker to piece together that the girl was parahuman, and that she was the cargo that was supposed to be sold. "Huh... This makes things... Interesting," Macavity muttered to himself, scratching his chin as he followed the path of the runaway. His current plan scrapped all together and replaced with his curiosity of the business going on around the Bratva and little parahuman children.

It didn't take too long for Macavity to catch up, it was quite easy to reach a little girl with severe exhaustion and malnutrition. Though, he didn't seem to reveal himself right away. It could be some sort of convoluted trap to capture the curious thief, so Rucker silently followed the girl inspecting everything on the surface level. She would seem like an average cute little girl if it wasn't for the severe ailments that faced her, and the red track suit wasn't doing any good for her look as well. However, it seemed that she didn't have any sort of weapons or curious objects on her body, all she really had was that unappealing red tracksuit. Continuing his appraisal, her random movement led the two into an alleyway, he inspected her just a bit more before deciding that she was relatively safe. Though, he wasn't just going to materialize right before her and potentially be zapped by whatever freezing power that the girl possessed, he was going to play it cool. Reaching into his tote bag, he pulled out several things that would most likely calm her nerves. Sprinting ahead of the girl, he let go of his powers hiding the various objects in his hands, the items materializing in "mid-air", it would take a moment before her mind recognize these items, and it would help quite a bit in her condition. A peanut butter and jelly sandwich, 12 ounce Gatorade bottle, and a slightly mushed chocolate muffin appeared out of thin air. After recognizing the food, Macavity materialized into her vision as well, showing that he was the one holding all the "flying" objects in his hands. "Hello, pleased to meet you! I'm Macavity, and please don't kill me." Rucker said, politely smiling at the most likely bewildered girl.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Rucker Estes

Macavity

Name: Rucker Estes
Alias: Macavity
Age: 24
Alignment: Himself
Loyalty: Independent
Appearance:Slim, well-toned, and rather handsome. Rucker reaches to the height of 5’11 with a head of brown slicked back hair, white fair skin, and light blue eyes. He is generally looks like he belongs to a high social standing, but acts the exact opposite in how one should act. For clothing, he wears business casual clothing, underneath a white colored shirt with a gray suit that fits perfectly for his body. He doesn’t have any costume as he can turn invisible at will, leaving his undetectability his costume.

History: Coming from poor family, he didn’t have much to his name growing up. Living off the bare necessities to live for a family of three. Obviously, Rucker didn’t like this situation one bit as he was growing up. He didn’t like being poor, he didn’t like being bored, he didn’t like his parents for being this subservient to their life. He wanted to have more than this boring life, he wanted to have everything that he didn’t have in this life! He left his family later on, stole every valuable in their home before ditching his good for nothing family, wanting to make something of his life at the ripe old age of fourteen.

He didn’t get a very good education or anything that would get him in a good college, but he did know how to survive off the misfortune of others. Doing everything by himself, he managed to make a good sum of money for a barely aged teen, living in a rather shady complex with even shadier tenants, defending himself from those shady dealers while simultaneously stealing from them as well. It wasn’t the best life, but it was exhilarating by stealing from anyone that bothers him and also making a ton of cash in the process. As he grew older, his ability of petty thievery started to morph into high scale burglary making him more money and the act even harder to manage. Though, it was determined that he wasn’t out to actively harm anyone, he didn’t think beating someone to death to steal their stuff was very entertaining, but stealing right under their noses was the biggest thrill.

As time grew, Rucker started to grow as well with his insatiable appetite of greed and lust. He grew rich, but there were some objects that money just couldn’t buy! Schemes were starting to grow larger and much more dangerous. Stealing priceless items from almost any type of setting! It was just a blast, and his crime spree wasn’t just going to stop at the normal people. Rucker intended to steal from the parahuman organizations as well! Though, not directly, he wasn’t skilled enough to steal from people that could turn someone into ash with their minds. Tracking down individuals, secured areas, and various other hot spots of information and items, Rucker stole everything that he could get his hands on. It was dangerous, and it was fun for the thief, but something rather interesting happened on one of his goody runs. It was information, about a secret organization, an organization that could give people parahuman powers.

This sparked his interest quite a bit, and made him wonder how much better it would be if he could steal from parahumans personally. Entering their homes, knacking all valuables while facing a looming death by their superpowered hands. It was all so entertaining in his mind, and this fantasy was going to happen for the individual. He didn’t know how to contact this organization, but nothing like more stealing to help gather information on the shady organization. Though, in his runs, it didn’t take very long to figure out that barely anyone knew this Cauldron.

However, Rucker would soon know their presence as one day he woke upon a shadowy figure looming upon his bed. It was quite a shock for the criminal, and almost thought that he was about to get murdered for all the things that he had done in the past. Though, it was quite the opposite, something that he had been looking for had come to him instead! A Cauldron informant, wanting to know why Rucker was so interested in the group, and it was obvious on what the thief wanted from the group. Stolen pieces of art, solid gold statues, and currencies from around the world was his payment for superpowers, and they accepted his wish.

Rucker can’t say any further into the whereabouts or how he had gained those powers, but at the end of the day, Macavity had his powers. It was interesting, very interesting to have something other than just pure skill, Rucker now had powers beyond mortal limits and was now going to use those powers to steal everything.

Personality

Motivations: Simplify to enjoy oneself, usually in the terms of burglary.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Likes:

• Stealing
• Watching people
• Fun

Dislikes:

• Being caught
• Being touched
• Being watched

Derangement: This extreme version of invisibility has made Macavity extremely hard to read. You can never truly know what he is going to do as he follows his whims to a childish level, and that can make him quite indecisive, rather annoying to anyone that would work with him.

Parahumanism

Skills: Rucker is very good at the sleight of hand, even outside of his power and an excellent lockpicker. Decent at close quarters combat and aim, nothing to really talk about, but is an excellent sprinter, contortionist, and generally just everything that requires one to be a thief to reach those really hard to reach places while being guarded by parahumans.

Classification: Stranger
Details: This power allows Rucker to disappear completely, there is no chance of being detected by any normal or rarely parahuman means. The power works by affecting the minds of everyone around him at fairly long distances, but it could never work against people almost miles away from the vicinity of himself. Once he turns on his power, the minds around everyone can neither perceive his body or actions at all. Even while being touched, the person's mind wouldn’t be able to recognize the feeling of his body, merely thinking they will be touching air. Also, anything that Rucker wills can disappear in the same manner, but small non-moving targets are easier on the thief than a moving car. So, as a rule of thumb, if a person can actively perceive the user in person while his power is on then they will most likely not be able to perceive himself unless they are miles away and still able to spot the figure with either their senses, parahuman powers, or technology.

Limitations:Simple, Rucker is still in the physical world. Even though if he can’t be perceived, he can still be simply stabbed or shot if someone was randomly swinging or shooting weapons around him. Prerecorded videos can detect him as well, though anyone actively searching him through present means as he is still in the area, they would only be able to detect him after he had left that area. Finally, physical traps still work on him, trigging systems such as wires, pressure plates, or lasers still activate the trap even if nobody knows the whereabouts of the person triggering them.

Equipment: Other than the clothes on his body, Rucker always carries around a tote bag on his body. This bag contains lockpicking set, an electrified police baton, and a 9mm handgun. Other than miscellaneous supplies in the bag, it is mainly for snatching any objects that he deems that is worth stealing while keeping his hands free from all the stolen knick-knacks.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Huh, now that is something I haven't thought of during the creation. Should have really thought of that while making a thief character, but I think I have an idea now. I would say that his power could be recorded through those means, allowing another limitation to his power in a present state. Though, if a person was actively recording him, like someone holding a video camera to his face, I would think that the person wouldn't be able to see him through their eyes or the camera screen, but once a good distance away the effects would wear off and they would notice him in the recording.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Wow, that is almost exactly word for word. Man, I thought I was being original by juicing up the standard invisibility, but now that's kind of demoralizing.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Rucker Estes

Macavity

Name: Rucker Estes
Alias: Macavity
Age: 24
Alignment: Himself
Loyalty: Independent
Appearance:Slim, well-toned, and rather handsome. Rucker reaches to the height of 5’11 with a head of brown slicked back hair, white fair skin, and light blue eyes. He is generally looks like he belongs to a high social standing, but acts the exact opposite in how one should act. For clothing, he wears business casual clothing, underneath a white colored shirt with a gray suit that fits perfectly for his body. He doesn’t have any costume as he can turn invisible at will, leaving his undetectability his costume.

History: Coming from poor family, he didn’t have much to his name growing up. Living off the bare necessities to live for a family of three. Obviously, Rucker didn’t like this situation one bit as he was growing up. He didn’t like being poor, he didn’t like being bored, he didn’t like his parents for being this subservient to their life. He wanted to have more than this boring life, he wanted to have everything that he didn’t have in this life! He left his family later on, stole every valuable in their home before ditching his good for nothing family, wanting to make something of his life at the ripe old age of fourteen.

He didn’t get a very good education or anything that would get him in a good college, but he did know how to survive off the misfortune of others. Doing everything by himself, he managed to make a good sum of money for a barely aged teen, living in a rather shady complex with even shadier tenants, defending himself from those shady dealers while simultaneously stealing from them as well. It wasn’t the best life, but it was exhilarating by stealing from anyone that bothers him and also making a ton of cash in the process. As he grew older, his ability of petty thievery started to morph into high scale burglary making him more money and the act even harder to manage. Though, it was determined that he wasn’t out to actively harm anyone, he didn’t think beating someone to death to steal their stuff was very entertaining, but stealing right under their noses was the biggest thrill.

As time grew, Rucker started to grow as well with his insatiable appetite of greed and lust. He grew rich, but there were some objects that money just couldn’t buy! Schemes were starting to grow larger and much more dangerous. Stealing priceless items from almost any type of setting! It was just a blast, and his crime spree wasn’t just going to stop at the normal people. Rucker intended to steal from the parahuman organizations as well! Though, not directly, he wasn’t skilled enough to steal from people that could turn someone into ash with their minds. Tracking down individuals, secured areas, and various other hot spots of information and items, Rucker stole everything that he could get his hands on. It was dangerous, and it was fun for the thief, but something rather interesting happened on one of his goody runs. It was information, about a secret organization, an organization that could give people parahuman powers.

This sparked his interest quite a bit, and made him wonder how much better it would be if he could steal from parahumans personally. Entering their homes, knacking all valuables while facing a looming death by their superpowered hands. It was all so entertaining in his mind, and this fantasy was going to happen for the individual. He didn’t know how to contact this organization, but nothing like more stealing to help gather information on the shady organization. Though, in his runs, it didn’t take very long to figure out that barely anyone knew this Cauldron.

However, Rucker would soon know their presence as one day he woke upon a shadowy figure looming upon his bed. It was quite a shock for the criminal, and almost thought that he was about to get murdered for all the things that he had done in the past. Though, it was quite the opposite, something that he had been looking for had come to him instead! A Cauldron informant, wanting to know why Rucker was so interested in the group, and it was obvious on what the thief wanted from the group. Stolen pieces of art, solid gold statues, and currencies from around the world was his payment for superpowers, and they accepted his wish.

Rucker can’t say any further into the whereabouts or how he had gained those powers, but at the end of the day, Macavity had his powers. It was interesting, very interesting to have something other than just pure skill, Rucker now had powers beyond mortal limits and was now going to use those powers to steal everything.

Personality

Motivations: Simplify to enjoy oneself, usually in the terms of burglary.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Likes:

• Stealing
• Watching people
• Fun

Dislikes:

• Being caught
• Being touched
• Being watched

Derangement: This extreme version of invisibility has made Macavity extremely hard to read. You can never truly know what he is going to do as he follows his whims to a childish level, and that can make him quite indecisive, rather annoying to anyone that would work with him.

Parahumanism

Skills: Rucker is very good at the sleight of hand, even outside of his power and an excellent lockpicker. Decent at close quarters combat and aim, nothing to really talk about, but is an excellent sprinter, contortionist, and generally just everything that requires one to be a thief to reach those really hard to reach places while being guarded by parahumans.

Classification: Stranger
Details: This power allows Rucker to disappear completely, there is no chance of being detected by any normal or rarely parahuman means. The power works by affecting the minds of everyone around him, once he turns on his power, the minds around everyone can no longer perceive his body or actions. Even being touched, the person's mind wouldn’t be able to recognize the feeling of his body, merely thinking they will be touching air. Also, anything that Rucker wills can disappear in the same manner, but small non-moving targets are easier on the thief than a moving car.

Limitations:Simple, Rucker is still in the physical world. Even though if he can’t be perceived, he can still be simply stabbed or shot if someone was randomly swinging or shooting weapons around him. Also, physical traps still work on him, trigging systems such as wires, pressure plates, or lasers still activate the trap even if nobody knows the whereabouts of the person triggering them.

Equipment: Other than the clothes on his body, Rucker always carries around a tote bag on his body. This bag contains lockpicking set, an electrified police baton, and a 9mm handgun. Other than miscellaneous supplies in the bag, it is mainly for snatching any objects that he deems that is worth stealing while keeping his hands free from all the stolen knick-knacks.