Windstormugly

The Dusk Tavern (Crossover rp)

My post will be up in a few hours :)
And isn't that your decision to make as the GM ;)

Children of Plunder (Space Pirate RP)

Ok all, a little announcement from your friendly coGM Wind:
I'm currently taking care of kids at a summer camp, as to why my seeming absence. If anyone was wondering :)

The first cycle is done and stuff is happening. Now the funny thing is that the plan was for us to already be on the merchant ship. Somehow this plan got lost in the posts, it might have been our try at hurrying up the start that did it.

But nonetheless, steps have been taken and reality has changed to accommodate the posts. All thanks to our lovely GM.

For the future however, I'd like everyone to glance over the GM-posts a few extra times. If anything is unclear we will clarify if asked.
It will make our work easier and the story move quicker.

So with that said, let's kill some merchant scum!
(... That sentence seems somehow wrong, is it just me?)

Children of Plunder (Space Pirate RP)

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Tserv had done a myriad of different things since he went off on his own, and following the directions of a poster wasn't the wierdest. Upon meeting his new Captain he was starting to view the situation differently. But he did not judge the seeming youth at face value, there was no telling the true worth of a man at mere appearance. A similar response could be made of his ship. Tricking the enemy was not a bad strategy, though he wasn't used to quite so obvious ploys.

His reason for applying was easy, the Runner wasn't a new ship, and keeping it in shape was not an easy task on his own. Especially when the last couple of years had seen him more of a wanted man than before.
The young man and his straw made the former Nhliki soldier sit in amazement before bursting into laughter. The young man was clearly insane, and all the more than he seemed.

He started to leave the robot-filled bar to join the other accepted pirates of Arron's crew on the typhoon. Where his Runner had apparently already been taken. He then got and answered the question most would have had initially. Tserv Diaahk, Gehestl he said, grinning at the human before putting on his helmet again.

Briefing

Standing together with people he would soon call comrades made Tserv nostalgic, however insufficient his comrades to be seemed at the moment. Arron's explanation of the situation wasn't that bad, though extremely inefficient, something Arms corrected. His new nickname... Did fit his past, and it made Tserv's blood boil. He was unsure if the captain had any idea, if he did he'd have a simple argument with him. One that ended with a spike through a body.

As they rose up through the atmosphere "Serve" ran to his Runner on the hangar deck and back, fixing his tail and bringing his trusty rifles. If he wasn't going to hunt the fighters in the void, he'd make sure they knew he could just as well pull his weight in the boarding. He loaded the suit with an injection and joined the others in the boarding-tube, arriving as they were merrily arguing their plan ahead.

-I'm assault and lockdown. If they let me close I'll have them alive. the big Nhlik said through his speakers as he walked past most of the group to stand at the front with the other, hopefully heavy armored, boarders. His tail flicked over his shoulder in jerky motions, his brain working to remember the feel of it.

The Dusk Tavern (Crossover rp)

And a poor mage has joined the fun :D
I was a bit unclear on how the placing of chars was, so I left it open for you all to interact with him.

The Dusk Tavern (Crossover rp)

Darkness congealed in the clearing outside the rundown tavern, slowly the shape of a young man could be seen, standing up as wisps of darkness put themselves at rest within him and his attire.
When his form had stabilized he seemed to relax, and fell down to the ground panting. After a few moments he calmed down, hit the dirt with his fist and stood up again, looking around himself.

-A forest, good. Maybe there won't be anyone here. he said. Then he noticed the tavern, and other, people.
Nonononono! Why are there people! he spun around, visually taking in the whole area around them, there seemed to be people entering and exiting the tavern, but there were also people who stood around. Enormel could feel his control slipping, the multiversal sidestep had left him drained. But he had saved people by stepping, hundreds of people. From himself, from themselves. If only his other part could stay away for a few hours, he had thought. Then maybe he would stay in control this time.
A voice flashing through his mind clawed that wish to shreads.
-I see food Eno... Were you trying to keep this from me?
-...
-Oh don't be like that. It's such a lovely scenery.
-I will not let you hurt them Lem. I am in control!
-YOU UNGRATEFUL HUSK! I'LL RIP THEM ALL TO PIECES AND MAKE YOU WATCH AS I GORGE! Enormel put his hands to his head as a mental avalanche of imagery flashed before his eyes. All memories of people they had slaughtered.
He could feel Lemrone moving inside, pushing on his very being to be let loose. Wisps of darkness flickered to life from his clothes and body, dripping down around him and pooling at his feet. Lemrone screaming for control through every filament of it, hungrily taking the chemical energy of the grass turning it to ash.

For those close by it would seem that Enormel was preparing for battle, his left hand dropping from his head and twisting his fingers to form symbols and commands in the air, the pool reaching up to touch it. Instantly a ripple coursed through the darkness and it flew up around him in a translucent sphere of energy. A moment later there was no trace of it ever being there.

Emlem dropped his hands by his side and looked up around him breathing heavily.
He was only partly focused on his surroundings, the rest sensing the movements of the protection-spell he wove to distract and mitigate Lemrone. He only hoped none would see him as a threat and attack, he'd loose control.

The Dusk Tavern (Crossover rp)

Well well well, this could be entertaining, gotta love versa-stories.

Emlem

Name: Enormel / Lemrone

Nickname: Emlem

Age: looks to be in his twenties, actually much much older

Gender: male

Species: human / monstrosity

Powers: Enormel can contain practically any kind of energy inside himself, physical/mental/spiritual/magic/divine/existential. His whole being (body/mind/spirit/soul) function like a vault for it, fueled by his well of power. If he is tired or hurt (or really distracted) he can accidentally discharge some of it. The more new energy he has inside of him the harder it is to either retain what he has, or get more.
Lemrone is capable of absorbing different kinds of energies, though it's harder depending on the amount and intensity. He is also able to assimilate energies into his well of power, likewise the difficulty depends on the energies.

Emlem can draw from his well of power to control and shape it directly or use it to fuel his other powers.

Shapeshifting, Emlem fills himself with power to transform into something better suited for the situation. When Lemrone takes control he turns himself into a demonic humanoid better suited to draw energies from their surroundings.

Skills:
Arcane magic
Combat

Weakness(es): Energy that he can't currently contain and/or assimilate, either due to sheer volume or specific kind (holy/light/fire-purifying, wind/void/water-scattering/dilluting are harder for him). When he is experiencing a "demonification-withdrawal" his body is less sturdy.

Crush: there is no time when your own power might take control any moment.

From: OC

Personality: Enormel is paranoid and twitchy, often ignoring his surroundings to mumble to himself. When you get through his shell you notice that he is caring and kind of a pacifist. Lemrone on the other hand is pushy, sadistic and murderous, a complete psychopath only interested in himself.

Bio(optional): Enormel grew up as a mage, but when he was still a child an accident trapped a big amount of spiritual enteties in his body. Instead of becoming possessed however, his magical power "ate" the new energy, and it developed a personality of its own, at first a simple mirage of Enormel. But as time went his now selfaware well of power Lemrone grew stronger, feeding off of energies all around them. And soon tried to take control.
Now every moment is a fight for control over their shared being, Enormel trying to keep them from hurting people and Lemrone trying to grow stronger.

Appearance(s):

Human

Well of Power (Lemrone)

Shapeshifting

Likes: Enormel=serene places and meditation. Lemrone=Carnage and control.

Dislikes: himself (the other part)

Other(anything else you would like to add?): Another one of these?

Children of Plunder (Space Pirate RP)

Well then, time for a big guy. Was looking forward to boarding the ship immediately, but stuff got lost in the cycle so I'll stand around with you guys ^^

Devil's Advocates (Saving the world...by burning it down!)

@Windstormugly Thing about cliche is, it may be overused and unoriginal to you cause you have seen many other characters like that but to the person building that character, a person who doesn't watch anime or RP in general, it may be entirely new to him.

Also, I like to build my characters around my powers. Can I have that Obito Uchiha power that makes him intangible while using his Kamui? SO basically he teleports his body to another dimension and nothing in this world can affect him. So my dimension would be the Shadow Plane. His sheer willpower keeps the creatures on that plane from taking his soul and although he can't see them he can sense them and feel their gaze pierce through him from every angle. His emotionless attitude keeps him hidden from the bigger part of the resident devourers of that realm but there are a few who have marked him and keep on following him everywhere, waiting for an opportunity when he ultimately slips. The longer he stays there the harder it is to keep them away.

He can also open the portal and drag someone through to that dimension and leave them there. Besides the creatures that are there, the plane itself is gradually transforming him. The more time he spends there the more his soul corrupts giving him additional powers from that plane but the time he can spend there with his will shield on gets dramatically reduced as, like I mentioned above, his soul loses it's initial form and so does the will power. He can recover but veeeeeery slowly.

When he comes out of the plane he leaks a shadow essence for some time, a mark that the plane has left on him. He can open small portals with his finger effectively writing with shadows and doing other creative things.

@Bishop

Tropes and clichés are not exclusive to anime and RPs, originality is long dead and unless you live in a vacuum you have likely been exposed to a fair amount by your teenage years. Books, tv-series, cartoons, comics, movies, even anecdotes told by people from their Real Lives are tropes and clichés. It's all about standard settings or often-happening situations and personalities built from obvious pasts.
And as I said, that's fine, what matters is that your char grows into their cliché with their own tweak to it, a fitting reasonale for themselves adhering to the setting and some matter of self-awareness.

Regarding your char-idea, I believe some kind of such can be reached, do put the char up and we'll look it over. This world does have a fair amount of lore and rules that will affect how and what works.

Children of Plunder (Space Pirate RP)

Talking with @The Jest it seems the IC will be up shortly, hopefully today. And @Warborn123 it's more like everyone is super excited for it ;)

(In my opinion players that can't retain interest should learn to have patience, but I know I say that as one who sometimes disappear for weeks xD)

So get ready to jump into the action everyone! (Though the guy is asleep at the moment so yeah...)

Devil's Advocates (Saving the world...by burning it down!)

@The Jest It's possible to communicate without a language, someone could write stuff on a piece of paper or mime out a action, Vivian can still talk aswell, also if one person knows sign language its possible for that person to act as a interpreter.

@Windstormugly by immunity I mean anything that relies on sound, for an example if a Angel had a spell that kills people via loud noises, Vivian would be too deaf to be affected because she can't hear. if something relies on a person's hearing to work, it simply won't because Vivian can't hear anything.

I have a question, what do you expect my character to do that is so cliche and dull, I want to know so I don't do that.

@Warborn123

You could use your music to express yourself as well as understand others ;)

Regarding the char, it isn't that I expect you to do something so much as the char itself being cliché. (This is not bad in itself, and if you put it the hard way every char will be cliché and trope-made.) The important thing is not to be defined solely by the cliché and sometimes cringe backstory and personality. But to let it grow and take on its own tweak of the cliché.

Now then, that Immunity:
Your last example works well. Say a siren's call.
But abilities/spells that relies on sound are not so black and white. A strong sound will damage you whether you hear it or not, as will sounds meant to disrupt your balance, or meant to vibrate your brain into mush. And magic manifested by sound or traveling on sound won't be hindered by your inability to hear it.