[CHAR] More Than Human

[Archmage MC]

Delly

Name: Delly the Slime

Species: Blight Myth

Job: Brawler Shapeshifter

Appearance: Delly is a whitish slime with a pink hue that takes on a vague humanoid appearance. She manifests herself as a lanky tall lady in most regards, having a body that is unnatural looking with its shape as she has no organs and can be much more lean than a human can. She compliments this look with a slightly larger head and long thin arms. She often has no feet, preferring to scoot around the ground on a slime puddle. Her head has black eyes with yellow iris's and a mouth that is a vaguely shaped mouth with goopy thick strings of slime connecting her lips together making her mouth look like 3 distinct dark voids that mimic what a mouth would be. She also mimics a poofy, almost 1950s crop cut hairstyle. Even though this is her default appearance, Delly is a shapeshifter.

Personality: Delly is a very happy loving person that just wants to make friends and give hugs. She isn't a genius or anything, so this leads her to be incredibly gullible. She wont betray those she thinks of as her friends, but she will try to make 'friends' with her enemies with hugs. Even though she doesn't act it, she is from the Blight, and has a strong urge to devour living matter to grow and evolve. So if those enemies make her mad while shes hugging them, that hug can quickly change to nom nom time.

Background: Delly was once an assistant to a science party that decided to one day explore the Blight. Although considering its the Blight, bad things started happening pretty quick and Delly as she was back then fell into a pool of evolving super cells. Although some memories were lost, her personality and human intelligence imprinted very well onto the super cells, allowing her to become their hive mind intelligence.
Delly as she now called herself is a colony of all-purpose adaptable super cells that is controlled by a hive mind intelligence that controls this colony of super cells. Delly is this hive mind intelligence behind this group of super cells. She has an innate urge and desire to grow and evolve by devouring living matter, but her intelligence allows her to suppress this urge when its advantageous. In fact, since she doesn't emit any disease and seems to lack destructive tendencies, its difficult to know she is even form the Blight. Instead she is often mistaken to be from the Elementals and considered some weird water elemental which is far, far from the truth. She uses that fact to her advantage, and plays it up whenever it comes up to hide her Blight origins as she knows that Blight found outside of their realm are often hunted on sight. Plus this lets her hunt other Blights, who tend to be strong things she can incorporate into herself...

Talents:
Slime Body: Delly's body is made out of a colony of super cells that mimic slime, this makes her work very differently from a human.

• Her body is a viscus liquid and has no defined form. Delly can fit into any space her fluid body can fit into, including small cracks or gaps, however she keeps the same viscosity. This also makes her essentially immune to piercing attacks, slicing attacks, and bludgeoning attacks since she has no internal organs to damage. Said attacks still have a small effect if they manage to destroy her cells, and they can move, separate, and displace her, but with no central organs or anything they are far, far less effective at hurting her.
• Due to being a cell colony from the Blight, Delly is resistant to chemicals, poisons, and is immune to disease due to having no central organs or anything or being from the Blight itself. Additionally she is immune to acid as her cells are acid proof.
• Delly can extract oxygen from any environment where it is present, and can survive much longer with low or no oxygen than others before seeing negative effects.
• Delly has 360 degree thermal vision as she sees thermal light through her slime. Her eyes have normal vision but act like normal eyes.
• Delly's Strength is directly tied to her mass and speed. And since she has no muscle mass, her entire body is essentially one big fluid muscle. Since her whole body is a muscle essentially, she has an incredible grip.
• Delly can cycle her cells, allowing exhausted or tired ones to get rest and allow fresh cells to replace them, meaning she needs little sleep and can do tasks for far longer than a human before getting exhausted.
• Her body is very agile and can shift quickly in reaction to stimulus as she has no need to wait for brain signals or anything like that, but Delly's actual speed to get anywhere is quite slow and she can easily be outrun.

Regeneration: If Delly loses parts of her body due to being blown apart or the part being sliced off, she can reattach the slime with no issue. If a part is severed or blown away, Delly has limited control over that part for a short time before it goes inert. If she can't reach said slime, her overall size will decrease until she eats enough matter to regrow the slime she lost.
Shapeshifting: Since Delly is amorphous, she can change her shape into anything and freely manipulate her body as she sees fit, although she will always keep her slime color, texture, and slimy appearance and her maximum size is limited to how much mass she has, and her smallest size is limited by how dense she can go. While shapeshifted, she gains a lesser version of any natural physical abilities said shape would give her.
Evolution Through Consumption: Delly can acquire new shapes to change into and new physical abilities from consuming other living matter. Since she is a blight, she has an urge to consume all living matter she can, but her intelligence allows her to curve this urge when she needs to.

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[Randomness]

Henry Ashton

Name: Henry Ashton

Species: Human

Job: Engineer / former Diver

Appearance: He is a slightly buff man with a height of 5’11” standing up. He has dark brown hair with small bits of grey showing around the sides. He has a mustache and beard, kept clean. He has brown eyes. He doesn’t have any tattoos or piercings. He has a mostly faded scar from the base of his neck to under his chin, but it’s usually hidden by the beard. Despite a clean beard, his hair is unkempt, only pushed out of his face. He wears a white dress shirt, sweater vest, brown coat, and brown slacks.

Personality: He is a kind man, but can usually appear grumpy around others. He is quick to lose his patience with people who bug him unnecessarily. While not having anger issues, he won’t hesitate to speak his mind about. Once he puts his mind to something, he will see it to the end. His dislikes ignorance and arrogance. He likes to have his quiet time, and will go to great lengths to make sure he is interrupted during those times even if the attempts fail.

Background: Henry was 23 when the first wells opened. He lived in nowhere Idaho where a massive well, the size of a small city opened in the ground, sinking it and replacing it with water. Looking into the water looked as though the galaxy itself was pooled into the ground. After the initially disaster had settled, the well was quickly surrounded by the local government.

After the wells came into being, the government eventually started a program to send in divers to see just what lay underneath the water. Despite the well being several miles away, he had volunteered to join the divers in their exhibition. The initial process to be let in was rushed and crude, but he was able to pass. Under the water lay no bottom. Outside of the way they entered there was no surface either. After what felt like an eternity, his team saw it. Another world, filled with nothing but clouds and sky. It was the discovery of a life time. Reports about it came from other diving teams from other states, and the exploration was ramped up.

As the years passed, he continued diving. He saw worlds of clockwork, flesh, and mud. These left a varying degree of emotions with him. On one hand, It was fascinating just the extent these other worlds could exist, with no clear laws for physics guiding any of them. On the other hand, it left chills down his spine. A world made of only one biome, what would happen should it leak through the wells and onto his home.

During one dive he and his team were tasked with setting up a beacon device at the base of one of the plateau mountains which was observed to be sinking. While setting it up, a sudden quake, and the mountain sank several feet. The sudden force of it loosened Henry’s grip, and he fell several stories landing hard atop the muddy surface below. His safety gear swaying uselessly above. His teammates quickly retrieved him, and they escaped back towards earth. He had survived, but he had several broken bones, his lower spine in the worst condition.

Since then, he had been wheelchair bound, depressed that he would no longer be able to work at the wells. For the better part of a year, he stayed at his home, looking towards the bright lights of the facilities guarding the well. His only source of comfort through this trying time for him was his friend Margaret.

Margaret was a friend he had met in high school. She was coming in as a freshman during his senior years and while the story changes depending on who you ask, they got along well. They were never an official item, but it didn’t stop the rumors. In between diving excursions, Margaret would often bug Henry for stories for the things he had seen. This at first annoyed him, but eventually he would get just as excited to tell. She was in school studying to be a zoologist working on her masters, and between her presentations would visit even though they were hours apart.

Eventually, Margaret was able to convince Henry to pursue another field. The wells were still relatively new, and he could find something else to involve himself with them. He did, he became an engineer, and through that was able to return to the facility as a developer for the new resources found in the dimensions. His work was able to soar when it came out that some of the material found on Corpus could be used for more mechanical purposes over medicine. This caught Henry’s attention

After several more years of development, he was able to build himself a new external nervous system. Much like how the robot prosthetics, this pair of legs was able to sense the electrical pulses of his spine, and control his legs. Research involving actually incorporating the tissue into a subject was still in the early phases, but this way, he didn’t need to. It was all external, and first time in years after being wheelchair bound, Henry was able to stand. Since then, his mood had improved. While he could still be a grump, he found a new lease on life and continued forward developing new applications for their discoveries. Margaret moved into a research facility at the same well not long after. She is the only one he tolerates bugging him. He is usually willing to help design and build her any new piece of equipment she needs to continue her research.

So far regarding his own R&D the development of his exosuit had spawned a variety of fleshy tools to his disposal. The material of these range from organic tendrils, to hard bone like tools. Out of caution, he has not used any of the more malignant tissues in his experiments though their rapid division could be useful if he were to design a gun that could not have to reload. He has some theoretical ideas involving them. He is building a new suit and so far, it’s working as intended, capable of great utility, he can see it as a self-sufficient tool for extended dives. He equipped it with defensive capabilities to protect the wearer before and during an emergency. While Henry is willing to don such a fleshy machine, he’s not quite sure if anyone else will. So far, he knows for sure Margaret won’t.

While he was not broadcasting it, his work on the exosuits was widely known throughout the facility he worked, some people surprised to seem him walking again. The suit was able to help transfer the signals from his head to his legs, bypassing his spine entirely. And when word came out that his new suit could help divers, then the facility made the decision to share some of the research with the other well companies. Henry had sculpted himself a new man to work within. His research in playing with the intercellular communication of the tissues, the mechanical frame, and himself made the corpus veins a goldmine for self-producing equipment.

Talents: He is good with his hands, working quickly with various tools ranging from handheld constructions tools, to small more precise tools used in electronics. He also versed well enough in programming and data management to take care of the software aspects of his work.

While his legs have weakened because of his paralysis, his arms are still pretty strong, capable of lifting a couple hundred pounds if he positions himself correctly. As for his mobility, he has an electric chair, which he can ram into people should the need arise.

His main draw comes from his research using the corpus tissues. He had found a way to essentially grow machines-like organic material that like the name sounds operate similarly to machines. For himself he has a back brace made of hard organic material with a long tendril that rests along his spine, and two wider tendrils that wrap around his legs. This basic apparatus allows him to walk and run at a decent pace.

He is currently developing a more complicated version of it that would also have tendrils that wrap around his arms, torso, and parts of his head in order to boost his natural organic functions such as awareness of his surroundings, enhanced senses (touch, smell, and hearing), reflex speed, and agility and dexterity. How the suit is supposed to achieve this is by having these tissues sensitive to the stimuli, and pass them to the wearer. Otherwise, it works like an exosuit where it takes on some of the physical effort required putting more power into the wearer’s movements. Lastly, the suit has some grow potential where he can produce large carapace shields at a steady pace. He has thought about, but has not dared to try and directly connect the organic machines into his or anyone else’s nervous system, though he suspects that would drastically improve user operation.

Part of his development of the two suits have left him with various unorthodox tools which mainly consist of bone like knives that can sharpen themselves, and tendrils that can reach and work in tight spaces. His early gun prototype fires digestive acids and bile.

[MULTI_MEDIA_MAN]

Archibald Gideon Prescott

Name: Archibald Gideon Prescott. Alias “Digital Centurion”

Species: Lightning Elpo

Job: Mercenary

Appearance: Archibald is robustly built, standing at 6’2” and weighing 210 pounds. He keeps his brown hair short enough to be essentially impossible to grab. Kind, pale blue eyes bely his nature as a seasoned mercenary with numerous kills under his belt. A chunk of his left nostril is missing, with a clear scar showing a blade wound running through it and his lip. His facial hair perpetually remains a five-o-clock shadow.

Fully kitted out, Archibald is an intimidating presence. Archibald

Without the exoskeleton and face mask, this is roughly what he looks like. The backpack is bigger to fit all the ammo and has extra packs strapped on for his other gear, as well.

Personality: Meeting this guy in a dark alley is every person’s worst nightmare, no matter which side of the law they’re on. Intimidating, ruthless, murderous, all adjectives used to describe ‘Digital Centurion’. On the job, Archibald focuses on getting the job done and getting it done properly. He has little patience for fools and braggarts. He’s utilitarian but not merciless. He doesn’t throw bodies at problems to solve them, he makes problems into bodies.

But as we all know, all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. Off the job, Archibald is much more laid back, but with a lightly hidden tension that shows he rarely if ever truly relaxes. He’s seen some shit, and he knows that he’s just one botched job away from a shallow grave.

Background: Born in the same year that the first Well opened, Archibald has never known the old world. Raised by a career soldier of a father, he moved around a lot from a young age, never staying in one home for more than a few years. As such, Archibald has little attachment to any one nation or culture.
His father raised him to be athletic, to treat his body with care, and to recognize the value of his life. He taught him the skills he would need to protect himself, and made him condition his body to be able to utilize those skills to the maximum.

Becoming a mercenary at the age of twenty, Archibald quickly made a name for himself as somebody with the skills and the attitude to get jobs done. Despite his reputation as a brutal mercenary, he has a history of avoiding what he considers to be lower-end “hitman” work. He has no problem killing people to get a job done or as a means to an end, but killing as an end itself rubs him the wrong way.

When he was 26, Archibald was sent on a job to get a cache of elemental fruits from Areia back from somebody who'd stolen them from a wealthy client. As his payment, he was allowed to take one of the fruits and do with it as he pleased. Knowing what the fruit could do for him, and interested in the idea of becoming an Elpo as a way to expand his talents and his arsenal, Archibald ate the fruit, and developed electrical manipulation powers.

Talents:

Minor electricity manipulation- Has the ability to induce electrical charges in objects (enough to create a magnetic attraction like a weak neodymium magnet, but not enough to say, Static Shock a manhole cover and fly around). This can also work in reverse, if an object has electricity within it, he can drain the charge and leave it a husk. Can also emit a jolt of electricity with similar power to a taser, but rapid repeated use of this ability drain him physically. He can use this ability to fry unshielded electronics, but just zapping a keypad doesn’t always open that high-security door.

Firearm Proficiencies- Able to use with skill most modern firearms. Weapons made with Pendulum tech are a bit trickier, but given time (like with his own weapon) he can learn how to use them just as well as a regular old gun.

The Basics of CQC- Archibald has been taught in more than just the basics of close-quarters combat. In fisticuffs or armed with his knives, he’s a deadly combatant. He knows how to disarm opponents and finish them in quick order.

Medical talent- No good mercenary lasts long without being able to patch up minor wounds on the go. Proper application of bandages, tourniquets, and first aid procedures are no problem for this merc. Given time to stop and think, he can jury-rig a treatment for more serious wounds as well as diagnose them.

Gear- A veteran mercenary, Archibald has a serious kit of gear. He carries military-grade first aid equipment at all times. This kit has bandages, gloves, tourniquets, medical masks, emergency splints, neck braces, artery clamps, scissors, disinfectant, iodine, hand and foot cream, needle and thread, insect bite relief creams, epinephrine, adrenaline, burn relief kits, pain relief meds, you name it! If there’s a medical problem, Archibald can address it.

In addition to his medical gear, Archibald carries light sticks, road flares, night-vision goggles, a hunting knife, a folding knife, N95 masks, quick energy snack bars, flash grenades, a straight razor, a 25-foot length of rope, and fresh socks.

Lucy Dear- Lucy Dear is an automatic rifle made from Pendulum technology that fires a high-velocity, armor-piercing intermediate rifle cartridge capable of penetrating most lightweight body armors without fail. Heavier ceramic armors tend to hold up to the first few rounds before shattering under the strain of repeated fire. Lucy Dear has an advanced recoil management system that gives her minimal kick, although long-term firing will obviously result in recoil that is still difficult to manage. Lucy Dear is also equipped with a zero-zoom holographic sight. The rifle is also integrally suppressed, with a firing volume of about 120 decibels, the approximate noise level of a thunderclap or a chainsaw. A typical rifle will have a firing volume of about 165 decibels, for reference.

In addition to all of the above, Lucy Dear is fitted via a semi-ridged belt-feeder to a backpack containing 750 rounds of ammunition. Assuming no complications, the entire stock of ammunition can be fed to Lucy Dear without the need for reloading, making Archibald a constant threat so long as he has ammo. The primary downside to this is the size and weight of the backpack, which weighs about 40 pounds fully loaded.

Handgun- Archibald also carries a double-stack .45 handgun with a whopping 15-round magazine. He carries four reserve magazines for a total of 75 rounds.

Body Armor- Archibald wears high-grade body armor capable of stopping most conventional rifle rounds. Anti-materiel rounds will not be stopped by this armor. On his shoulders, arms, and over his groin he wears lightweight armor capable of stopping most handgun rounds.

Helmet- Archibald wears a ballistic helmet as well, which can prevent, deflect, or reduce the impact of shots to his head. While he obviously would prefer not to be shot in the head at all, some protection is better than none.

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