[OOC] Children of the Otherworld - An Isekai Story

[TheNoCoKid]

The Otherworld

Imagine a world parallel to our own. It's like ours except this world - Vecta - is built on magic in place of science. Various races of monsters coexist with the 'Morai' (More-I), Vecta's equivalent of humanity. This world is overseen by the Twin Gods: Drasil and Morganna. A brother and sister pair who rule over darkness and light respectively. At first, the brother and sister shared in their dream of creating a perfect world, but clashing ideals about how to go about it drove the siblings apart. For millennia, both have dedicated their time into creating the 'ultimate' beings who will turn Vecta into the perfect world they envision.

Morganna, with her warm and caring demeanor, believed that it was her duty as the goddess of light to oversee the day to day affairs of her people. She would personally ensure their needs were met and that they never wanted for anything. Drasil on the other hand, saw his creations as things to be left alone. They would need to grow strong without having a god stepping in over every minor inconvenience. Over time, the world of Vecta began to descend into a long period of stagnation. Neither god's creations could be viewed as "better" than the other's, and it seemed as though the people and monsters that inhabited Vecta were getting worse with each passing year. A new sort of creation was needed in order to bring a spark to this world.

A new idea would arise by happy accident one day while Morganna was watching our world. She noticed an unsually high number of humans were dying in random accidents or being killed before their alloted time on Earth was up. Feeling pity, Morganna suddenly had an idea! She decided that she would personally take the souls of these unfortunate humans to Vecta and reincarnate them into a new life. This way, they could live out the remaining years of their lives, and she would even have something new to challenge her brother with. Over time, these "Children of the Otherworld" were discovered to have high aptitude for magic, skill acquisition, and warfare than a common resident of Vecta. Upon discovering his sister's plot, Drasil began to watch our world as well in the hopes of finding Otherworlders of his own.

Over time, the frustrations between the siblings began to boil over into all-out conflict. Neither god will admit the other is superior and the balance between light and dark is in constant flux. Will your characters join a god and champion their side? Or will you find a different path to stem the conflict? The choice is yours in... The Otherworld!

Welcome to the Otherworld

In this story, your character has just died a tragic and unexpected death on Earth. In your final moments, you are visted by one of the Twin Gods who offer you a chance at a new life in the world of Vecta. The catch? What life you get reborn as isn't going to be human. In taking a soul from our world to Vecta, it seems the flow of mana between the realms has an... unusual effect on passing souls. In order to pass through, the god will have to reincarnate you as a being of Vecta. Upside, you'll get to build a whole new life AND you get skills!

As you spend your final moments on Earth, your characters last thoughts, desires, wishes, regrets, etc. are going to become the foundation of your new life once you cross over. This will influence your skills, magic, and even what sort of creature you wind up becoming! You could be something as simple as a Morai, or something completely out of pocket like a slime! (Note that this random element is meant to be a unique take for writers would would like a small challenge. An opt out is available if you just want to enjoy the fantasy element)

First posts will act like a "Day in the Life" scenario for your character as a human. Give us an idea of who he/she before they die so there's a compare and contrast element when it comes to designing your character's new life. Upon arriving in Vecta, the adventure is wherever you want to go. Depending on which god visits you, you'll be reincarnated into the light capital Lumis, or the dark capital Sombros. Your reincarnated character will remain the same age as when you died (relative to the race).

Races

Vecta is inhabited by a wide array of people and monsters. While many were created by Morganna or Drasil respectively, there still remain a number of beings the gods created before their differences drove them apart. These are viewed as the "Neutral" races. They aren't drawn towards the light or dark exclusively and this grants them more freedom when it comes to moving around the continent. Examples of races you COULD be are provided below. If there's one not listed, please DM your GM.

The "Neutral" Races

The Morai - Perhaps the closest equivalent to humans in Vecta, the Morai were the last race of being that Morganna and Drasil combined their talents to create. Altogether, while Morai aren't specialized for any specific role, their adaptability is what makes them among most proliferous races across Vecta. Lacking a strong draw to the light or the dark, the Morai are capable of building whatever path they choose for themselves. In the millennia since Morganna and Drasil's split, they've made their own takes on the Morai, yet the original race still maintains a strong hold in the realm.

Dragons - One of the oldest and most powerful races in Vecta, Dragons are a rare sight in the current years. An attack by a dragon may be reported every few years, but it's rare to hear about one being slain. Their hardened scales are resistant to most forms of damage and some breeds have developed magic resistance. The most skilled dragons have developed ways to disguise themselves and live among the other races in secret.

Primals - Primals are a loose term used for all the races that predate the Common Calendar. Since they were among the earliest creations - when the gods were just beginning - many of them lack a consistent form or recognizable features. Monsters that are considered Primals include: Slimes, Goblins, Kobolds, Aberrations etc.
- Goblins -> Often believed to be the "first race" in Vecta, Goblins typically dwell in abandoned caves in small packs. While not strong initially, a goblin that survives long enough to become a "King" can be a deadly threat.
- Kobolds and Lamia -> The early attempts at creating the dragon race, Kobolds and Lamia share many traits with their draconic relatives. While Kobolds resemble a humanoid dragon, the Lamia resemble humans from the waist up, with long snakelike tails beneath. While the Kobold are surprisingly smart inventors, the Lamia utilize their charm to trap and defeat their foes.

Light Races

Sun Morai - A variant of the Morai race. These have been solely created by Morganna. They have many of the same features as a standard Morai, however these have a unique aptitude for the art and study of magic. Due to Morganna's generous and giving nature, the Sun Morai have never felt the burden of physical strife. As a results, they carry a less muscular physique than other variants of their race.

Elves - The wisest and fairest of all the races. A staple of any fantasy world, the elves are dedicated servants of Morganna. Considered to be the perfection of her art, the elves take pride in being the best and brightest. Morganna intervenes the least with this race as they tend to solve most of their problems on their own. Nevertheless, they harbor a devotion to the goddess and their dedication is believed to be why she has graced them with the most magical potential among her brood.

Fae - Fae are spirits that carry the blessings of the goddess through nature. If a traveler were to come upon a lush forest or a flowering field, there's a good chance a Fae has been there. On the shorter side, most Fae stand at a diminutive three feet, but they are quite skilled at hiding. Oftentimes, one can go their entire life and never catch sight of a Fae!
- Hamadryad -> A subspecies of Fae, the Hamadryad are nature spirits that bond to the plants around them and draw upon their strength. Experts at nature magic, the Hamadryads are capable of becoming minor deities in their own right with age and experience.

Elementals - Created during a year when Morganna was "experimenting", the elementals are being that were created without a body of flesh. As a result, their forms are composed entirely of their respective element while taking on a humanoid appearance. Not carrying the weight of a pysical body, elementals are bound together by a powerful magic and they can manipulate their element at will!

Dark Races

Shadow Morai - A variant of the Morai race. This variant being Drasil's handiwork. Because of the harsh nature in Drasil's territory (and his beliefs about non-interference), Shadow Morai can be recognized by their paler skin and bigger physique. While it's uncommon for a Shadow Morai to be proficient in magic, their skill on the battlefield more than makes up for any lack in mental acuity.

Merricks - There's no way around it, Drasil made this race because he was bored. Creatures that roam the wilds, Merricks are beings known for their fickle nature and love of trickery. Dressing themselves in the fur of slain beats, Merricks use their magic to transform into the animal who's pelt they wear. They can utilize this skill for battle, hiding, or simply traversing the world.

Orcs - The classic monsters of fantasy. The orcs are exactly what you'd expect them to be: big, muscular, and powerful. One of Drasil's first solo attempts at creation, he favors this race for their impressive skill and willingness to survive even in the worst conditions. Despite years of repeated attempts by Morganna to wipe this 'hideous' race from Vecta, they always seem to survive and repopulate like rats.

Dwarves - Born in the darkness underneath the Earth, the dwarves are master metalworkers, blacksmiths, and armorers. If there's a weapon or armor you want made, the dwarf will make it right. Another race favored by Drasil as the master dwarven smith Bjorn was said to have carved the god's sword: Oro the Golden Blade.

Vampires - Beings of the night, the Vampires - Vampyr for short - are a unique brood in Vecta. Despite their strength and agility, many of them don't engage in the conflict between Morganna and Drasil. They tend to keep to themselves, seeking out victims to turn to their flock. The few that travel have been noticed to carry most of what we'd call 'traditional' vampire features. The sunlight won't kill them however...

Dark Elves - The only Dark Race that relies more on magic that raw strength, the Dark Elves evolved from a cult that turned on Morganna and declared their loyalty to Drasil. As a result, they were claimed by the dark deity and warped into his image. Dark skin, red eyes, and enhanced skill at controlling the darkness around them. Powerful spellcasters, their cult has grown over the centuries, now becoming a religion in Sombros!

As the story goes on, your character will also have the chance to "Evolve" as a race and gain access to more skills and more powerful abilities. An example would be if your character was reincarnated as a Primal race (i.e. a Goblin). Given enough time and experience you could start as a Goblin and evolve: Goblin -> Hobgoblin -> Goblin Lord -> Goblin King. Bear in mind the Morai cannot evolve (as they're human equivalents), but instead they can access new "jobs" in order to strengthen their respective skills. Should you choose Morai as your race, play this carefully as this can be very beneficial.

The Gods

Morganna

Morganna

Appearing as a beautiful young woman, Morganna is the epitome of angelic grace. She prides herself on providing the best for Vecta's people both Morai and Monster alike. Incredibly giving, Morganna will rarely refuse an upturned hand so long as her followers remain pious and dedicated to bettering the world around them. While many view her as a warm and benevolent goddess, she has a wicked side to her that comes out if she feels slighted in any manor. The gemstone Plata around her neck grants her incredible magical abilities beyond those of any mage or witch in Vecta

Drasil

Drasil

Drasil appears as a gruff young man in his early thirties. His personality couldn't be more opposed to his sister. Unlike her warm and giving nature, Drasil believes in leaving his followers alone and letting them figure out how to solve their problems. Typically he prefers to intervene in their affairs when he feels there's no other option. Most of the time, said intervention comes in the form of beating the problem into submission. His cold and aloof nature might rub some the wrong way, but it's more of a tough love situation and Drasil's followers are all the stronger for it. His weapon Oro, a blade forged from the scales of the First Dragon, is said to be the mightiest weapon in Vecta.

Character Sheets

Character Sheets!

Real World

"Character quote here. Show us some personality!"

Age: Pretty self-explanatory. Age in the real world.

Appearance: At least a paragraph or so (if possible), and mention any information not visible in the above picture.

Job: Mostly for fun, but what did your character do for work in the real world?

Cause of Death Since you have to die in order to reach Vecta, how is your character going? Random knifing? Gas Leak? Truck-Kun? Bear in mind the death has to be RANDOM. No premeditated murders.

Background: Let’s learn about your character. Ideally, I’d like this to be at LEAST 2-3 paragraphs. The more we know, the better!

Vecta Form

Appearance: Same as up top. Mention any information not visible in the above picture.

Race: What race were you reincarnated as?

Deity: Which god visited you? Morganna or Drasil?

Weapons/Tools: How is your character defending himself/herself? Are you a physical fighter or more of a magic user?

Likes: List some things your character likes
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Dislikes: List some things your character dislikes
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Quirks: Add some details that make your character unique! Can be an odd habit or just some information not revealed in the image or the backstory!
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Skills: Leave this page blank at the start. These will be the initial skills acquired as part of your reincarnation and will be based on your character's last wishes/regrets. Will be determined between you and the GM after the RP has begun!

[ERode]

So, presumably anything beneath Vecta Form isn't filled out until after we reincarnate?

[Xaltwind]

Character Application

Real World

Minami Futsuno

"Why does this always happen to me?"

Age: 24

Appearance: Minami was a scrawny, pale, below-average-looking young woman. She had matted black hair kept short in a bob-style-cut and she wore thick glasses over her dark eyes. She was of a rather shortt stature, being only around 5'3" or 159 cm tall. She was described as having a very plain, unremarkable and bland physique, making her very forgettable. She typically dressed in a business dress for work, and her casual clothes were more geared towards comfort than style or fashion.

Job: Office Worker, Secretary, Coffee Maker, Department Gopher

Cause of Death Minami died after one of her co-workers (who was bullying her) tripped/pushed her while on a sidewalk, causing the former to fall unfortunately and cracked her skull. The push was meant to scare the young woman, not kill her. A mean-spirited prank gone horribly awry.

Background: Minami was born the only child to a dysfunctional family in Japan. Her father was a workoholic who spent most of his time away from home and his family, while her mother was a capricious woman who prefered to hang out with unmarried men and visit bars or clubs, rather than work, take care of her home or raise her only child. When the family did spend time ther, it was always awkward, stifling and tense, her mother and father would argue and bicker in a passive-aggressive way and the parents took little to no interest or note of their daughter and whatever she had accomplished, seen, done or not done.

Her days in pre-school., grade school, middle school and junior high weren't much better. Because of her situation at home, Minami had developed a quiet, shy and somewhat socially awkward personality - traits that, naturally, young children love to poke fun at or bring up. To say she was the target of bullying would be an understatement. When she wasn't being bullied, she was ignored or left out of whatever the other kids were doing. As far as her academic skills went... They were fairly average. She never scored particularly high on any tests or exams, but she also never failed any of them. Her father was the only one who made time to visit the school's PTA meetings and he never really took much interest in it, just telling his daughter to "work harder" afterwards.

Despite all this, life got a little easier for Ms. Futsuno in high school. Rather than being bullied, she was mostly ignored, or gossiped about behind her back. She never landed a boyfriend, or a girlfriend, and was never the recipient of love letters or confessions, despite many of her classmates receiving multiples of either of these - a fact that embittered her further. After graduation, she got a job at a local company, first as a part-timer and then eventually got hired whenn a low-ranking spot opened up. But life at work wasn't much different. Her colleagues either ignored or ridiculed her, used her as a doormat or a verbal punching bag and made sure she always "knew her place" and was their designated gopher whenever they wanted or needed something.

With low self-esteeem, no courage to talk back or stand up for herself, no physique or special talents to defend herself with, Minami's life was a rather large serving of low-boil suffering. The only light in her life was her pet cat, who patiently waited for her to come back home to the apartment every day. His name was 'Cookie', because Minami found him as a stray and didn't know that he was a boy.

Vecta Form

N/A

N/A

Appearance: N/A

Race: N/A

Deity: Drasil

Weapons/Tools: N/A

Likes:
- Cats
- Chocolate
- Fancy Coffee-drinks (Capuccino, Mochaccino, etc)
- Seeing people who deserve it get what's coming to them

Dislikes:
- Dogs
- Spicy foods
- Insults, bullying
- Overly warm weather

Quirks:
- N/A

Skills:

This is what I got so far, let me know if I should add/remove anything, or if there's something that needs editing because it doesn't fit.

[TheNoCoKid]

@Xaltwind Great first CS to start us off! I don’t have much to critique. Looks great!

@ERode I’d say yes, but I’m open to DMs if you want to get an early jump on character building or if you rather opt out of the randomized nature.

[Zeroth]

@TheNoCoKid Here's my first draft, please let me know if anything needs to be adjusted! Now let's pull the reincarnation gacha!

Zeroth's Char

Earth

"Everyone says, "Look on the bright side!" but I already am. I'm standing here watching a nuke go off."

Age:
26

Appearance:
Dalton is easy to miss in a crowd; it's not so much about how generic he looks, but how easily his presence can just be...overlooked. He's one of those people that doesn't mean to creep around, and yet always seems to scare the bejeezus out of someone when he walks up behind them and asks them a question. He always looks like he's at that point of frustration where something inside you breaks and you just don't have the capacity to care anymore. Yet he's still capable of smiling and laughing--a sick, wobbling grin that makes people a little uncomfortable, and a booming cackle that sounds like ye-olde-super-villain.

Despite that, he's a surprisingly sharp dresser. It's like he's trying to look his best, but there's a "blazer and slacks" spectrum between CEO and homeless person, and life is doing its best to drag him down to the lower end. Even on a casual day, Dalton prefers to look and behave professionally. He makes an effort not to slouch, and over the phone he has a phenomenal customer service voice that can make you believe he actually loves what he does.

Job:
Bank Loan Officer

Cause of Death
Three car pileup caused by a teenager on a cellphone.

Background:

The Unsolved Equation

Drink your milk, eat your vegetables, stay in school, don't do drugs, and get eight hours of sleep. A polite, well-behaved society encourages everyone to follow little rules like that, right? Dalton's parents taught him this very early on in life. Do unto others as you'd have them do unto you. It's like a math equation, really. Get good grades in school, so you can go to college. Get a college degree, so you can get a good job. Get a good job so that you can afford a house and raise a family. It's the everyman's dream! Plug the right numbers in, and you'll get the right answer. Two plus two ALWAYS equals four!

Dalton didn't have many friends, but in the third grade he could read at a post-collegiate level so that was good, right? He got bullied in middle school, and shunned in high school, but that was okay because ignoring the formative years of socialization just meant he had more time to study so that he could be sure to get a scholarship! He could afford to put off having things like a social life or romantic relationships until after he was successful, right? It wasn't like he was a bad person, he still made an effort to treat people nicely...even if it backfired a lot because he was awkward or couldn't read the mood. Geez, it was like he'd missed some kind of handbook on how to fit in...

It's too bad that no one cares who the valedictorian was after highschool. And it's too bad that college is more about social networking among all the guys whose dads have yachts than it is about academia. And it's too bad that companies don't want to hire anyone who doesn't have experience, but you can't get experience without being hired. And it's too bad that the housing bubble popped and now the house your dad could've bought on a blue-collar part-time job and raised three kids in is now valued at ten times the amount while the yearly wages are the same they were thirty years ago.

And it's too bad that being nice to people just means you're a doormat, and the people who REALLY succeed in life are, as confirmed by uncomfortably large bodies of research, LITERAL sociopaths. But that doesn't mean doing the right thing is wrong. That doesn't mean all the morals and "good old traditional values" weren't relevant anymore, right? Dalton knew he could still accomplish what he wanted in life, he just had to keep doing the "right" things!

But for some reason, other people wouldn't. There were a lot of examples throughout Dalton's life, but one in particular really stuck with him. Not long after he'd just started at the bank, working as a lowly teller (a job completely unrelated to what he'd spent four years in college for, but a paycheck was a paycheck), his mother had a heart attack. His parents had him later in life than was usual, and both of them lived laid back lifestyles without getting as much exercise as they should, and so forth. So she had a heart attack, and his father called the ambulance. On the way to the hospital, she had to be resuscitated multiple times. Dalton received a call from his father and immediately asked his boss to leave...but was told that the teller line was too busy, that it was a regular payday for local businesses and the afternoon rush had just started, they needed him to stay. When Dalton explained the situation, his supervisor gave him a stern look and asked, "Well, what're you going to do about it? You're not a heart surgeon. You wouldn't be doing anything useful there."

After work, Dalton raced to the hospital. His mother had undergone a double bypass, and after being released from the CCU she was placed in a private room just down the hall from the nurse station. He couldn't be there with her except for the early mornings and late evenings. But one night, before his father had returned to the hospital room, his mother began acting strangely. Dalton called the nurse, who dismissed the random spikes in blood pressure as "surgical pains." But it continued, and Dalton continued to hit the nurse call button. After thirty minutes of back and forths, the nurse growing increasingly more agitated, she stopped answering the button entirely. His mother grew worse, until Dalton grew desparate enough to run down the hall. The same nurse sat at the station, snapping a mouthful of chewing gum and painting her long, witchlike nails, was in the middle of a phone call. When Dalton begged her for help, his voice echoing the sterile hallways, she "shh'd" him and pointed at the phone. He yelled that his mother was dying. The woman told him, in a very stern voice, that she was on the phone and would get to him in a moment. Dalton looked at her nametag--Shaniqua--and addressed her personally, pleading for help. He leaned over the counter and grabbed one of her hands. She jerked away from him, her nails raking his arm in the process, and told him to "calm yo ass down!"

Dalton doesn't remember what happened after that, just that security escorted him out of the hospital after his mother died. He was never prosecuted for anything.

Life went on. He went back to school and got promoted at work, but that just meant they started demanding even more from him. His dad passed away too, so he finally had a house to himself, but everything was still too expensive. He never found a girlfriend, but that was because he swore off dating apps after several bad experiences and had no idea how to meet women the "normal" way.

He started to ask himself a few very simple questions, in the years to come.

"If everyone knows the difference between right and wrong...why does no one do what they're supposed to do?

I tried my best to do all the things I was supposed to do...so why does my life suck?

And why...why do I hate other people so goddamn much?"

Vecta Form

Appearance:
Whatever variant of creature he becomes, Dalton maintains an unusually rigid posture, better-than-usual hygenic habits, and some visual indicator of the freckles he used to have as a human. His build is also more lithe than the standard for that particular species.

Race:
GM Choice

Deity:
GM Choice

Weapons/Tools:
Will depend on his reincarnation. Whatever natural options for magic or tool use are available to him, Dalton will carefully consider and try to optimize his situation as much as possible. That said, he's been...very pent up, in his former life, so the ability to RIP AND TEAR would likely be something he'd gravitate towards to some degree.

Likes: List some things your character likes
- Seeing people he likes try their hardest and succeed; cathartic payoff.
- Seeing people he doesn't like or agree with be humiliated and obliterated.
- Being able to enjoy simple things without feeling like you're being unproductive, or like a bill is looming over you with every purchase.

Dislikes: List some things your character dislikes
- The idea of a 60-hour work week.
- People that blame a singular economic or political structure for the various facets of what's utterly wrong with human civilization.
- Being vulnerable to the whims of others; the feeling that his own decisions are mandated by something "over" him.

Quirks:
- Talks to himself as if he's multiple people in order to work through his own thoughts or make big decisions; has been caught more than once referring to himself as "we" by accident.
- Reads at 450 words per minute with 74% retention rate.
- Unknowingly intimidates people sometimes because he tried to fix his inability to make eye contact by staring at their foreheads instead, and never realized people don't usually hold total eye contact.

Skills:
GM Choice

[Xaltwind]

@Zeroth
I like your character, he's fun. In a creepy and awkward sort of way. xD

[Zeroth]

I like your character, he's fun. In a creepy and awkward sort of way. xD

@Xaltwind

Thanks, he gets that a lot! XD

[Expendable]

@TheNoCoKid - I don't suppose I could talk you into putting noparse tags at the top and bottom so we can copy the character sheet form directly?

[Silver Carrot]

I'm trying to decide now much of a neet I want my neet

[Zeroth]

I'm trying to decide now much of a neet I want my neet

@Silver Carrot

Choose your character:

• Unwashed Smash Player
• Discord Moderator Groomer
• Chris-chan pre-incarceration
• Remote Worker who technically has 11 jobs

[ERode]

Go nuclear.

Be Rudeus pre-isekai.

[Xaltwind]

Go nuclear.

Be Rudeus pre-isekai.

@ERode

... Please, no.

[ERode]

Old World

Captain Belo

_{44 y/o | 6'5 | 269 lbs}

"My friend, it ain't chess, but it ain't a job for brutes."

Job

"Captain"

Cause of Death

"Drowning"

Background

There was the village, the wilds, and the ocean.

That was all he knew as a child, the eldest son of an impoverished family of fishermen. He could draw nets at the same pace he learned to walk, and he sailed with his father upon those sky-blue waves when he could understand language and motive. The family had to eat and so did the village. It only made sense to do their part best they could for the betterment of all, for who would be fool enough to hoard more than what they could consume? The largest man of the village didn’t account for much if any two others came up with sticks and stones. Knives made it even easier, if one was willing to up the ante. Fish and humans both spilled their guts after a single swing in the right place, even if one flopped around more than the other.

That was what he was born in, and he had no reason to believe it would ever change.

But the world was connected by the ocean, and what waves made in one part of the world would inevitably reach the other. Even as they ate the same amount, fished the same amount, the yield grew less and less. More ships travelled in the distance, trawling the seas, crossing the waters. And in-land, gunfire and explosions could be heard more and more frequently, the thunder that rolled over cloudless plains. The lands were lawless, but there were those who sought to instate laws regardless, who sought control over those who they’ve never even shared a meal with before. The largest man didn’t account for much if any two others came up with sticks and stones, but two others would be far from enough if the individual had an automatic firearm.

The village could no longer be allowed to exist on its own. It had to be part of a nation now, had to use the national currency, had to pay for the right to live on the land, had to report to officials with more fuel and bullets than common sense and respect for their fellow man.

His father was incensed, but himself? He wasn’t so set in the old ways. If fishing wasn’t enough, then there was another option for someone born to break the waves.

Piracy.

And Captain Belo was good at it.

He was already big, and he ate to get even bigger, understanding that even in the age of projectile weapons, there was nothing quite as intimidating as sheer mass to the human psyche. He learned the language of his victims, affecting himself with the accent of their leaders, for this was no crime he committed, but rather a business transaction. He remained generous, even as his activities estranged himself from his family, and the breadth of his heart made him popular in the markets whenever he needed investors to chip in on his business ventures. Others were more savage, more brutal, but with that unfettered violence came that risk of simply being conned. Captain Belo though? His name travelled as his activities did. He dressed well, possessed good manners, and his crew suffered the fewest casualties out at sea. They trusted him, and he rewarded them for their trust in kind.

It was a golden time, just as brilliant as those days in his youth, when all he had to think about was the day’s catch. He once caught fish, then he caught ships.

Now, however? He couldn’t catch either.

International patrols made his job more and more dangerous. The provisional government no longer condoned such activities, in exchange for foreign aid. The markets were frequented by less investors, and those he once knew had to turn upon their own kind in order to set food on the table. Foreign elements strengthened their foothold upon the arid lands, and when he returned to his village, to his home, he found that he had been sending money back to a ghost town.

The fisheries had dried up. Foreign vessels had won the war, and nothing remained but an old, sun-bleached skiff, laid upon the sands

He sat there for a bit. Considered the invitations he had received. There was always a need for a singular package of muscles and brains. He spoke the language of foreign merchants well, had a level-headed attitude, and could be relied upon to deliver and share. Though it would be a den of snakes he strode into, they would not bite him.

But he was a man of the sea. Caves didn’t suit him.

And so, Belo set the skiff in the waters, gripped the well-worn handle of the paddle, and began to row, off upon a voyage which he would not return from.

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Belo

_{6'9 | 169 lbs
Orc Grunt | Drasil}

"Ah, hell. Another world where me and mine are treated as vermin."

[Crimson Flame]

Character Sheets!

Real World

"I try to be nice, but sometimes I just can’t take it anymore."

“Someone said the customer is always right. Whoever said that is a liar. Most times the customer is wrong!”

Age: 23

Appearance: Kenji is a man of Japanese descent. He stands at six feet tall, and has a lean dancers build. His movements and posture are graceful and poised because of his dance experience. His black hair is kept neat and tidy at all times. He is always clean shaven, neatly groomed, and cares about keeping up his appearance. As far as clothing, Kenji dresses professionally. He wears suits most of the time. Even on his days off, he still wears dress shirts, ties, and slacks.

Job: Customer Service Representative

Cause of Death Kenji died in a car accident on his way home from work because someone was driving drunk.

Personality: Upon first impression, Kenji is a sweet guy. He acts happy go lucky, and always has a smile on his face. He is friendly to everyone in the office, and is willing to strike up a conversation with anyone. He says hi to everyone in the office, and he’s been known to bring baked goods for the other employees to enjoy. Because of his job, people turn to him when they need to someone to vent to and listen to their problems, and he does his best to help them. He gets high ratings for his customer service skills.

This is really just an act. Deep down, he is very irritated with his job, and his life in general. He studied to be an actor, he was going to be a star! Instead, he’s stuck in an office listening to customers complain about every little problem they have, and then demanding to speak to the manager when they don’t get exactly what they want. At one point, he really did want to help, but being yelled at by people for things he had no control over took a toll on his mental health. Now, Kenji could not care less what happens to people, or their problems. He just puts on the act for the sake of his job.

Background: Kenji was born to an average Japanese family living in America. All of his life, wanted to be an actor on the broadway stage. Other kids in school bullied him for his interests, and this upset him greatly. He knew that one day, he would be a star! Then he’d show them!

Then things went downhill. He came out to as gay his parents at 18, and told them he was going to study musical theater in college. He figured his parents just wanted him to be happy, and they would support him no matter what. Instead, he was kicked out and disowned from the family. Kenji is no longer on speaking terms with his parents.

Kenji took a bunch of student loans to make it through college. When he graduated, he was severely in debt. That’s why he took a customer service job. To pay off his debts, and actually have a life. At least untill he gets his big break. Then he won’t have to deal with these people anymore. However, he has been working at this company for years dealing with Karens day in and day out, and his big break still hasn’t happened yet. It should be coming any minute though. Right? Right?

Vecta Form

Appearance: Same as up top. Mention any information not visible in the above picture.

Race: What race were you reincarnated as?

Deity: Which god visited you? Morganna or Drasil?

Weapons/Tools: How is your character defending himself/herself? Are you a physical fighter or more of a magic user?

Likes: List some things your character likes
- Acting
- Singing
- Dancing
- Baking

Dislikes: List some things your character dislikes
- His current job
- His family
- Bullies
- Rude Customers

Quirks: N/A

Skills: Leave this page blank at the start. These will be the initial skills acquired as part of your reincarnation and will be based on your character's last wishes/regrets. Will be determined between you and the GM after the RP has begun!

[Expendable]

Samantha

Real World

Samantha Ursela Horwitz

"If I show up at your door, chances are you did something to bring me there."

Age: 33

Appearance: This innocent woman has hooded black eyes. Her silky, straight, black hair is medium-length and is worn in a simple style. She is tall with a lean build. Her skin is lightly tanned. She has prominent cheekbones and a pointed chin. Her wardrobe is unusual and attractive, and mostly black.

Job: Freelance Assassin

Cause of Death: In a rush to get down the stairs of a parking gargage, only to get the toe of their shoe caught under the edge of anti-slip stair nosing. Sam fell half-way down a flight of stairs and through a plate glass window, landing on electrical wires that bounced her into the alley below, only to get run over by a speeding ice cream truck being driven by a guy dressed up as a clown on his way to his son's birthday party.

Her last conscious thought as she crashed through the window was, "I wish I could fly."

A kid using his phone to record his buddy doing some skateboard stunts got her crashing through the window, etc., and uploaded the clip to youtube. Nine million views, with opinions of this being a movie stunt, or one that's gone wrong. So far, seventeen scripts including this scene have been presented to Hollywood; three action movies and one cop drama in production have done a rewrite to include it.

Various world intelligence agencies have issued no comment, with a little over half of them convinced she went overboard trying to fake her own death.

Background: Grew up in the suburbs, her mom and dad fought constantly. Her mom left when Sam was twelve, leaving her and her brother there. Her dad became a drunk, so it was left to her as the oldest to manage the house.

In high school, she was a bit of a loner, working a part-time job as a sales clerk at the gas station. She'd see other kids when they got their licenses drive up, giving her that look in her shapeless sweatshirt and jeans before heading out the door, laughing. Perhaps that was why Kalee Miller decided to escalate bullying her during lunch one rainy afternoon. Snatching away the library book Sam was reading, then dropped it on the floor when she asked for it back. When Sam asked her, "Are you trying to pick a fight with me?" and Kalee answered laughingly, "What if I am, Ursela? What are you going to do about it?"

Sam punched her in the face, hard, knocking Kalee down, bleeding. She got suspended, and decided to join the Marines.

Her drill instructor noticed she was a bit more focused - and one hell of a shot at the shooting range. Out of the ordinary, Sam was psychiatrically evaluated as having a "moral flexibility." This lead her to sniper school and being lent out to an unnamed intelligence agency.

When she left the military, she tried an office job, but the pay was miserable. However, a friend of hers from the unnamed intelligence agency would reach out with some interesting offers... and the pay was good.

Then came other offers. Including one that led her to her old high school bully Kalee and her cheating CEO boyfriend. Police have it listed as a "murder-suicide." The CEO's wife tipped.

One of her friends at day job tried to set her up with a date with her brother, unfortunately on one of those nights she was scheduled to do another after-work job. She got it taken cared of quickly, but had an accident in the parking garage near the restaurant.

Vecta Form

TBD

Appearance: TBD

Race: TBD

Deity: Drasil

Weapons/Tools: TBD (probably a fighter)

Likes:
- Blades that are long, well-balanced, and sharp.
- Small children and furry animals
- Intimate bars with an extensive top shelf

Dislikes:
- Guys that boast a lot
- Bad intelligence, it can really ruin your day
- Bullies

Quirks:
- Likes to keep things clean and organized.
- Bad chess player
- Refuses to talk about bigfoot, Nessie, or aliens. (NDA)

Skills: TBD

If it will help, I've got a great goblin pic, but I'm good with anything you'd like instead.

Goblin

[Xaltwind]

@Expendable
Well... At least it wasn't that clown from Dead Rising, who dual-wields chainsaws... And decapitated all the people on the in-mall rollercoaster... Although that probably would've been less painful than Sam's breakfast-machine-death... ^^;

[TheNoCoKid]

FYI, everyone. You are allowed to choose which of the two gods finds/reincarnates you. Morgnna for 'light' races, and Drasil for 'dark'. So it's technically choosing your reincarnation gatcha @Zeroth XD

@Expendable My only critique here would be to maybe use a different FC. Don't bring my girl Yor into this. Haha. (This is a joke)

Also, I'd fix the sheet thing, but I'm at work pretty much all day so quick stuff like this is all I can do.

[Expendable]

FYI, everyone. You are allowed to choose which of the two gods finds/reincarnates you. Morgnna for 'light' races, and Drasil for 'dark'. So it's technically choosing your reincarnation gatcha @Zeroth XD

@Expendable My only critique here would be to maybe use a different FC. Don't bring my girl Yor into this. Haha. (This is a joke)

Also, I'd fix the sheet thing, but I'm at work pretty much all day so quick stuff like this is all I can do.

@TheNoCoKid

I asked Zerochan for female assassins, and got a lot of Yor.

@Expendable
Well... At least it wasn't that clown from Dead Rising, who dual-wields chainsaws... And decapitated all the people on the in-mall rollercoaster... Although that probably would've been less painful than Sam's breakfast-machine-death... ^^;

@Xaltwind

Every so often there's that one bizarre, over the top accident. Figured she was due.

[Zeroth]

@Crimson Flame Wait what, how are his parents wizards? Isn't the "former life" supposed to be our normal, modern day Earth?

@TheNoCoKid To be honest it doesn't matter as much to me which one of them picks him up. Although I'm kind of hoping for a non-human, monstrous roll so I guess if I HAVE to pick, I'd pick Drasil?

[TheNoCoKid]

@Zeroth If you’re going for a neutral race, then either one will work.