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@Lord Wraith I'm gonna need to update my sheet after this latest post.
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Supermaxx dumbass

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@Pirouette ...Mmm. I smell prey.

I like the character. Quite intriguing.
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Was it you who I agreed upon allowing a collaborated backstory with?

Edit: No, different person.

And bring it, Venari
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@Pirouette It was me, and I've been waiting to see your character first.
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Ohhh. Feel free to suggest things. I forgot what you wanted to do.
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How is everyone doing today?
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Just started working on the CS, so pretty good!
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@Lord Wraith Eager for more progress
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@FantasyChic

I'll be posting in the Cry for Help arc sometime today. But I dunno if that counts as the progress you are looking for.
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Just started working on the CS, so pretty good!


Glad to hear it!

@Lord Wraith Eager for more progress


Yes, I am hoping to write something for Joseph later, just working on my taxes right now blah lol
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Okay, I've got a draft of my character sheet. Not a hundred percent finished, so feel free to tell me exactly how terrible it is.

EDIT: I am an idiot and stupid.
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@Ferrocerium Looks interesting so far bud, but you might want to re-read the rules section.

► 1 . 2 . 1 - Incomplete or in progress sheets should not be posted in the OOC nor should they be posted in the character tab. Completed sheets ready for review are the only character sheets which should be posted in the OOC. If you need a place to store a work in progress sheet, you can create a PM with yourself or a Character Archive thread.


Easy mistake to make, and an easier one to fix. Just edit out the sheet there, and re-post it once you're finished. If you want someone to give you feedback on a WIP, just PM me the details and I'll do my best to help.

Cheers, Sam.
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How much can I pull out of my butt for the specs on the car?

I can lay out specifications I had originally planned for it if you want. It basically has nitrous, bulletproof reinforced steel frame and relatively bullet proof windows. Nothing too special yet but after this mission, if the car survives, Tariq will upgrade the thing.

By the way, how high are the buildings near the hotel or the hotel itself?
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@Lord Wraith

How much can I pull out of my butt for the specs on the car?

I can lay out specifications I had originally planned for it if you want. It basically has nitrous, bulletproof reinforced steel frame and relatively bullet proof windows. Nothing too special yet but after this mission, if the car survives, Tariq will upgrade the thing.

By the way, how high are the buildings near the hotel or the hotel itself?


Since we're in the Spires you can assume the buildings are fairly tall. Probably at bare minimum twelve stories each, they'd all be tall enough it'd be hard for Tariq to see his attackers from the street level, especially behind the wheel of a car.

As for specs on the vehicle, it's your car (it's a Ford so it can't be that great :P), but yeah you can do whatever you want with it whether you want it to survive or whether you want it to take a beating and be put out of commission.

Also I think I have my concept for replacing Cassie:

Archibald 'Archie' Emerson Sheridan: A journalism student running an investigative blog on the paranormal and unexplained. A constant thorn in the side of the CCPD as he constantly insists that crimes around the city are caused by fantastical creatures and can be found at almost every crime scene carrying out his own investigation.

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@Pirouette
Just noticed your character tends to have animals attack her...
My character has a large dog.
Welp.
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W E N D I G O
E L W O O D M A L I C E E T - D O W D ◼ O C T O B E R ' 9 7 ( 2 0 ) ◼ M A L E ◼ H E L L I O N

"I'm still learning how to...talk to people. The supernatural...comes second."

▼ A P P E A R A N C E:
"I can look kind of...intense. It's not..on purpose.."
//STATS:
◼ HEIGHT | 5'11"

◼ WEIGHT | 121lbs

◼ BUILD | Lean. Elwood could stand to gain a few pounds.

◼ HAIR COLOR | Jet black.

◼ EYE COLOR | Deep brown.

//DESCRIPTION:
Elwood's minimalist, monochrome fashion sense is self-tailored to understate (or perhaps underscore) the unique peculiarities of his facial structure afforded to him by his mixed-race heritage - Egyptian on his father's side, and Native American on his father's. His sharp cheekbones and large eyes give him a naturally piercing, inqusitive stare, and many people have felt uncomfortable under his gaze, as if he were silently unearthing all of their secrets or, more accurately, sizing them up for a meal.

Due to his pre-existing condition, Elwood does tend to shy away from much of the social interaction his day-to-day offers him, seceding from others as his anxiety and possession overruns him - as such, his body language and general posture is nearly always reserved and defensive. There are very few people he is open with, and no one he completely relaxes around.

▼ B I O G R A P H Y:
"I don't like talking about...anything. Myself especially."
'In North American folklore, the Wendigo is a ravenous monster native to the northern forests of the Atlantic Coast of the United States.

The Wendigo may appear as a monster with some characteristics of a human, or as a spirit who has possessed a human being and made them become monstrous.

It is historically associated with cannibalism, murder and insatiable greed.'
- Cash Ahenakew, Critical Literacy: Theories and Practices.

"The Wendigo is a curse of hunger and corruption.
It is my family's.
It is mine.
It will not be the world's."
- Elwood Dowd

In the Nineteenth Century, shortly after the first European settlers came to North America, the Wolastoqiyik tribe came to a schism: a majority of the people accept the new travellers, joining their existing villages with the new settlements and starting a new trading relationship with the colonies, while a small faction saw no need to change their ways for the foreigners that now lived on their land. Eventually, neither side could reconcile with the other, and the faction chose to abandon their villages and move northwards in search of new country to live, holding on to their traditional ways. This faction broke off from the Wolastoqiyik people, and named themselves after their leader, Tobique Malecite. The Malecite tribe left 40-strong on a cold morning with the tools and provisions allowed for them, and trekked into the forest with the sun to their sides. They, or their descendants, would not be seen again for sixty years.

When the first few descendants of the Malecite people broke away from the treeline a decade or so before the beginning of the Twentieth Century, they propagated a vicious legend through the first settlements they stumbled into; gaunt men and women with sunken eyes and pale skin, with bellies distended from malnutrition, and a feverish gaze. Many tried to feed these poor wretches, only to find that they ripped and tore at the bread and meat with voracious and violent frenzy. Many died, unable to digest the food they gorged themselves on, or simply choking on hunks of unchewed food. Those that didn't often vomited up what they had managed to swallow; it was a lucky few that were taken in to medical facilities to be cared for and fed in a manner that would not kill them. The only survivors of the Malicite expedition were invariably young and hardy. No one knew what had happened in that forest for the last half-a-century; but many guessed and gossiped. The Malicite people, the three that remained, gave up their predecessor's prideful gestures, integrating themselves into the new, modern society that had developed in their absence - and so it was for another thirty years.

The Malicite line propagated itself singularly; while all three found themselves new partners, only one - Oro Malicite - succeeded in having children, and he passed his name onto a daughter, whom he loved very much, and cared for with every waking moment. Still haunted by the starvation and hunger he had suffered upon leaving the forest, Oro worked hard to provide his family and himself more than they could possibly hope to consume. In his waning years, Oro felt that hunger still, and ate more and more, terrified of feeling the cold, hollow pain he had felt in the forest, until one day, old and grey, Oro died, still reaching for another meal - and his daughter, the only living Malicite blood, began to feel a slow, creeping hunger descend upon her.

And so it was for another century - an endless cycle of hunger and birth and death and hunger, the spirit of the Wendigo passing on after every death to the youngest living Malicite - now Maliceet - before consuming them and repeating the curse. Strange characteristics were always matched with the sufferer - sharper teeth, darker eyes, gaunter frames, paler skin - and every Maliceet held the secret burden of the Wendigo within them, caging the beast while it wailed against their bellies. So it has been since Oro, and so it is now, in the time of Elwood; this raging creature snared within him, a starved, voracious monster desperate for meat. Elwood struggles everyday, but resists nonetheless, lest the Wendigo be unleashed upon the people of Crescent City. He has slipped, like many of his ancestors, but only once - and the blood he tasted will torment him until the end of his days.

For now, only Elwood's willpower, and his Maw-Maw, safeguard the people of Crescent City from yet another beast, in a world that already has far, far too many monsters.

▼ M O T I V A T I O N / O B J E C T I V E:
"It's difficult...to do the right thing. But I'm trying every day."
Elwood's primary and ongoing objective is the supression of the Wendigo Spirit that inhabits his body, preventing it from taking over his body and creating a new hunting ground in Crescent City. His Maw-Maw takes care of him, teaching him the history of his family and the curse that has plagued it for so long, and while he knows it is never truly possible, he still tries to have a 'normal' life as best he can. He struggles with the Wendigo's impulses and instincts, and is determined to do the opposite, and use his affliction for good. He also hopes to overcome his own anxiety disorder some day, but figures he has more pressing matters.

▼ A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:
"My family's legacy...it's...hunger. Hunger is the all of it."

//ABILITIES:
◼ WENDIGO POSSESSION | Like his mother before him and his grandfather before him, and on and on, Elwood is possessed by the spirit of the Wendigo, an ancient force from North American legend. While the spirit's full power is locked away by Elwood's resistance to being overrun, its mere inhabitance of his body lends certain boons and drawbacks.

◼ Supernatural Durability | The Wendigo's skin can be likened to ancient stone - old, superficially cracked, but immensely tough. While Elwood has absolute control, he retains only a small portion of the Wendigo's true invulnerability, as well as its resistance to cold temperature, but as the spirit wrestles more and more control over Elwood's body, the Wendigo's skin is soon able to withstand harder and harder blows, until it cannot be harmed at all.

◼ Supernatural Senses | As the Wendigo gains control, Elwood's senses are enhanced to more befit an apex predator. Eyesight gets more accurate and motion-based, and Elwood's hearing and sense of smell also dramatically improve. Elwood does not experience any of these improvements while he has full control.

◼ Supernatural Agility | As the Wendigo gains control, Elwood is able to utilize incredible bursts of speed to leap great distances, dodge incoming obstacles, or clamber up buildings. The Wendigo often employs this agility to perch in a hidden spot, remaining perfectly still before pouncing on unsuspecting prey. Elwood does not experience this enhanced agility while he has full control.

◼ Supernatural Strength | As the Wendigo gains control, Elwood's strength ramps up, allowing him to lift men single-handedly, stop cars and motorcycles, punch dents into brickwork, and smash through obstacles with frightening ease. Elwood does not experience this enhanced strength while he has full control.

◼ Supernatural Physiology | As the Wendigo gains control, Elwood's body twists and morphs to better suit the predator that is taking over. His mouth splits and enlarges, growing fangs while the jaw unhooks itself in order to open wider, while his pupils dilate and his sclera turns black. Elwood's limbs stretch out, his body becoming emaciated as mass is transferred, and his skin grows white and cold, while talons spring from his hands and feet. The stronger the Wendigo's possession becomes, the further the transformation goes, but these changes are lost as Elwood enforces his will upon the spirit.

//SKILLS:
◼ WILLPOWER | Long years of suffering under the Wendigo has sharpened the mind of every member of the Harjo family, Elwood included, and honed within them a sharp and powerful force of will, allowing them to resist the Wendigo's possession.

//LIMITATIONS:
◼ WENDIGO PSYCHE | As the Wendigo spirit gains more influence over Elwood's body, so does it gain more hold over his mind; the predator instinct of the Wendigo starts to overpower Elwood's humanity, and begins to become a threat to any living being in the vicinity. With effort, Elwood can wrestle control of himself back - but it's better if he never gets to that point in the first place.

//WEAKNESSES:
◼ FIRE | Fire - and, by extension, high heat - is the only thing that can harm a Wendigo, and does so at an accelerated rate. Furthermore, any burnt skin becomes vulnerable to further damage from any source.

◼ HUNGER | The Wendigo's Hunger is its defining trait, the reason for its existance, and its eternal purpose. Elwood feels this Hunger every second of every day, and as such has a voracious appetite, especially for meat - but he must be extremely cautious in indulging this appetite, as over-feasting is a prime trigger to give way to the Wendigo. When Elwood is not in control, the Wendigo will do everything possible to feed itself, and this drive can be easily exploited.

▼ N O T E S:
//SUPPORTING CAST:
▼ ALLIES

▼ FRIENDS

▼ ENEMIES

//STOMPING GROUNDS
◼ NEW LILITH | Living with his Maw-Maw in his parent's old house (his mother deceased, and his father moved away), Elwood is only ever found at home, in his workplace at The Lamp, or in the grocery store in between.

//PARAPHERNALIA
◼ TBD | Test
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Yep. Definitely a "be careful" scenario.
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FINALLY POSTED! Hopefully I didn't depict Duos as overpowered or anything but the next bout of fighting is bound to take them a notch down or two.

Ohhhhh I might have to make a new character after this fight, I really fucked him over XD
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I regret to inform that I will be backing out from making a CS. I do not believe that I will be capable of meeting expectations within this RP. I wish that you continue to have fun though!
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Okay okay okay, now I'm all finished. I still need some more specifics about the Draoi powers, but otherwise please feel free to tell me what needs to be expanded upon.

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A N T O N L I N D Q U I S T ◼ 0 8 / 1 9 / 1 9 8 4 ( 3 3 ) ◼ M A L E ◼ D R A O I


"I could tell you what I am, but I doubt you would believe me."

▼ A P P E A R A N C E:

"Yes, I preferred to read as a child. However could you tell."

//STATS:
◼ HEIGHT | 6'0"
◼ WEIGHT | 130 lbs
◼ BUILD | Wiry
◼ HAIR COLOR | Dark brown
◼ EYE COLOR | Blue


//DESCRIPTION:
Anton Lindquist is a tall, thin rail of a man, with a slightly slouched posture that makes him seem an inch or two shorter. He has high, pronounced cheekbones, and his heavy eyelids and the slight downward curve to his mouth make it look like he's disinterested by the world in general. Usually well put together, he keeps his dark brown hair swept up and out of his eyes, and he pushes it back without thinking about it as a nervous tic. He dresses well, preferring to avoid bright, flashy colors, but due to his arrow-thin physique, most untailored clothes look baggy and ill-fitting.

▼ B I O G R A P H Y:
"You can say your family is strange, but mine has a tradition of blood sacrifice for the purpose of gaining magical power. Don't give me that look; it works."
Anton Lindquist was born to a wealthy New England family, one that had for countless generations carried the Draoi bloodline almost uninterrupted. At the age of eleven, Anton was made an Initiate of the Draoi, and at sixteen, after imbibing the blood sacrifice, a full Draoi in his own right.

However, Anton's interests lay less in the practice of his abilities than the theory and the history behind them. While his peers practiced in the art of manipulating the Vis, he drowned himself in libraries and research, poring over ancient tomes written in languages that hadn't been widely used for millennia. As a consequence, his powers deteriorated, but Anton was too absorbed in his studies to really care.

Of particular interest to him was the early history of the Draoi, and the first of their number who drank the Sap of the Tree of Life and founded their order. The art had long been lost to the Draoi, and Anton believed that if it could be rediscovered, the Draoi might be able to return to their former glory, without the need of the gruesome blood sacrifice that was their only method of producing new Draoi.

Unfortunately, his research hit roadblock after roadblock, and the ruling council of the Draoi became impatient with his consistent lack of results. When the council met one year to decide the next sacrifice, in the end it was Anton who was given the dubious "honor".

Anton, unsurprisingly, didn't agree with this decision. He felt that he was on the verge of a breakthrough (the same verge he'd been on for almost fifteen years) and that his death at this point would be horribly inconvenient. He fled New England the night before his sacrifice, and upon learning that Crescent City was in the midst of a disaster situation, decided that there was no better place to hide out and continue his research. Well, there probably was, but beggars, as they say, can't be choosers.

▼ M O T I V A T I O N / O B J E C T I V E:
"I am aware that everything I am telling you sounds completely insane."
In the short term, Anton's primary interest is in his continued survival. He's fairly sure he covered his tracks well enough - if he has any luck, anybody searching for him will be chasing a ghost into the Russian countryside - but he intends to keep his head low, and gather influence and allies if the worst should transpire and it comes down to a fight. Long term, his goals are far grander. He intends to recover the lost art of obtaining the fabled sap of the Tree of Life and Death, and return the Draoi to their lost glory.

And then maybe they won't kill him.

▼ A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:
"The things I have seen beggar belief."
//ABILITIES:
◼ Vis Manipulation | As a Draoi, Anton is aware of and can channel the Vis, a mystical energy that permeates all things. While his powers are weak due to years of neglect, his specialty lies in the use of the Lux side of the Vis, specifically in the art of instantaneous travel from one point to another. Or, teleportation.

//SKILLS:
◼ Ancient Linguist | In order to learn more about the early Draoi, Anton became fluent (or as close to fluent as possible) in a number of dead languages, and the archaic ancestors of modern languages.

◼ Enchantment | Anton can imbue objects, preferably made of metal, with magical effects, allowing them to be used to perform a single, basic spell.

//LIMITATIONS:
◼ Conduit | Since Draoi need their Conduit to properly channel the Vis, if Anton was to be separated from his, he would be unable to perform even the smallest spell.

◼ Out Of Practice | A life spent focusing on research before practice has led to the deterioration of Anton's skills. He can only access the Lux side of the Vis, and even then he can't perform much more than teleportation spells.

//WEAKNESSES:
◼ Out Of Shape | There's no polite way to put it. Anton was never an athlete, gets light-headed whenever he stands up too fast, and has the habit of hissing when exposed to direct sunlight. He's lucky if he can sprint full-speed for a block, and even then he's not very fast. There's a very good reason he decided to specialize in teleportation.

▼ N O T E S:

//SUPPORTING CAST:
▼ ALLIES

◼ Oretha Gable | Anton's earliest teacher when he was being initiated into the Draoi. She saw potential in Anton's belief that the method of obtaining the Sap of the Tree of Life and Death could be rediscovered, and aided him in his research whenever she had the opportunity. When he was chosen to be sacrificed for a new batch of initiates, she helped him to escape.

▼ FRIENDS

◼ Jerry Griffith | Anton's roommate, a Mundane and small-time drug dealer with a big-time ego. He's not sure what to make of Anton, but he's sure that between the two of them, he's the normal one.

▼ ENEMIES

◼ Nicholas Lindquist | Anton's father, and a member of the ruling council of the Draoi. When the council met to decide the sacrifice, his vote was the tiebreaker that led to his own son being chosen. Let that speak towards his character.

//STOMPING GROUNDS
◼ Jerry's Apartment | "Seeking roomate [sic], two bedroom apartment, cheap, MUST match rent, 420 friendly prefered [sic]. Contact the-j-man@yahoo.com for details." Cheap and dirty: those are the two words that best fit Anton's present living arrangements, nestled deep in the heart of the Narrows. Due to his extreme budget, he can't afford to live anywhere else, and Jerry is usually too high to ask any questions.

◼ Anton's Workshop | Because the half of Jerry's apartment that isn't taken up by living space is dominated by a weed farm, Anton has had to find somewhere else to do his work. Situated in a rented storage compartment a few blocks from the apartment, Anton has set up a place to get some peace and quiet and produce enchantments. Due to a lack of capital, he's had to use more common conductive metals, such as copper, instead of his preferred (and very expensive) working material, gold.

//PARAPHERNALIA

◼ Elsewhere Cane | Anton's primary 'weapon', such as it is. An old, sturdy, ebony walking stick with a gold handle and tip, connected by a thin core of gold. It belonged to Anton's great-grandfather, given to him on his ascension to a full Draoi, when his family still believed that he wouldn't be an utter disgrace. The cane is Anton's Conduit, the focus for his power, and he uses it whenever he needs to get somewhere quick. It can also be used to teleport other people and objects.
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