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"I heal the wounded, shoot the healthy. You are sick, find me. You want to die, also find me. I will fix you."
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Name: Nataliya Petrovich
Title: Reaper of Pestilence
Age: 43
Sex: Female
Date of birth: June 24, 1956
Lineage: -
Class/Major: Medic
Class/Minor: Marksman
Occupation: Field medic
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Marital Status: Single
Birthplace: Moscow, Russia
Blood Type: AB+
Eye Color: Wholly white, from sclera to iris to pupil.
Height: 6'
Weight: 176 lbs
Hair Color/Style: Snow white hair, long enough to reach her waist but tied in a neat and tidy bun, held with two straight hair pins.
General Appearance: C size chest. Combat gear is a set of grey ballistic plate with a red cross on the shoulder pauldrons. Right arm bracer contains syringes and injector for drugs, along with extendable bone saw. When not in combat gear, normally wears a white fur-lined winter coat with fur collar, grey scarf, black gloves, white jeans and either shoes or heels.
Skin Tone/Condition: Pale, warm but dry.
Markings: Red cross on left upper arm. Tiny black cross tattoo underneath both eyes.
Combat Stats
Dominant Hand: Left
Equipment:
-Upper Body:
- Потеря Небес (Poterya Nebes) - Heaven's Loss. The upper half of a set of daemon possessed medical armour, Poterya Nebes is Nataliya's main source of protection. The pain daemon within the armour absorbs most damage sustained and converts it into healing and shielding. The absorbed damage can also be kept as is and then distilled into syringes that are created by the armour for use in the syringe gun on the left bracer. These pain syringes contain a single dose of pure pain, and when injected into a subject, cause five seconds of intolerable agony.
The right bracer contains a vital signs scanner and an extendable bonesaw.
The armour also has a set of foldable wings in its back. These wings are in the shape of an angel's wings, and are six feet long from wingtip to wingtip, meaning that each wing is three feet long. The wings are jet-powered, and are capable of sustained short-distance flight or hovering for a long duration.
-Lower Body:
- Потеря Небес (Poterya Nebes) - Heaven's Loss. The lower half of a set of daemon possessed medical armour, Poterya Nebes is Nataliya's main source of protection. See above for the armour's effects. The lower half of the armour does not contain many special effects. The heels of her boots contain sharp stilettos that she can activate with a click of her heels, and nothing else.
Weapons
- Ангелос (Angelos) - A SIG Sauer P226 9mm pistol with an angel in it, Angelos is one of Nataliya's primary weapons, alongside Lyutsifer. The bolts of light that he fires blind and disintegrate most fleshy, disposable targets.
- Люцифер (Lyutsifer) - A H&K USP Match .45 pistol with the Prince of Lies himself within it, Lyutsifer is the other half of Nataliya's primary weapon duo. The bolts of darkness he fires distort and destroy most fleshy, disposable targets.
- Поцелуй Ада (Potseluy Ada) - Meaning "Hell's Kiss", this SVD sniper rifle contains a fallen angel, whose powers of life and death have turned the once innocuous sniper rifle into a man-portable medigun, dispensing bursts of healing and energy into allies and destroying her enemies with extreme prejudice.
Abilities
- Enhanced Reflexes, Speed and Endurance
- Gun Warrior - By virtue of having almost no melee whatsoever, Nataliya instead prides herself on integrating her pistols into her melee routine, utilising a style similar to Wing Chun or Bojutsu in addition to bullets, often wielding her pistols as clubs in extreme close combat.
Magic
- Liquid Flesh - Being made entirely of disease and pathogens bestows this benefit upon Nataliya, as her body can be completely liquid and fluid to the touch. Basic, unpowered melee attacks and projectile attacks do not harm her in any way. The only way to truly harm her is to use magic or magic-empowered melee or projectile attacks to break past this magical barrier.
- Plague Carrier - And of course, since she's made of disease, it means she is also very dangerous up close. A single touch from a finger infects a target with so many deadly toxins and pathogens that death is often confirmed, if not instantaneous.
- Poison Queen - Nataliya, using her poison magics, can create pools or fields of poison and death around her. These fields are subject to her will, and can stay grounded, or float in the air as a fine mist.
- Unkillable - Just like the other Reapers, Nataliya cannot be killed. Instead, upon sustaining enough damage to be fatal, she is disabled, akin to being actually killed. She regrows herself through microorganisms, albeit slowly enough to not be considered an active combat ability.
Bio
Voice: Ghostly, husky, light Russian accent. Eloquent in diction.
Personality: Cool, collected and calm, as a medic should be. She displays an air of professionalism, sense of duty and, at the same time, compassion and pride in her work. She is a little more aloof than her other companions, but isn't a total ice queen.
Backstory: Nataliya was born in a turbulent Earth, one where the Cold War was less cold and more hot. Technology advanced faster here too, though not to the extent of her teammate, Itsuki.
Upon reaching her teens Nataliya was immediately drafted into the Russian Resistance Force, a militia force aimed to combat the advances of a Fascist Germany into Russia. In this Earth, Germany never stopped being Fascist even after the second World War, and that only opened up more eras of aggression in the new age. She quickly grew accustomed to the horrors of war, but felt that she'd do better on the sidelines instead of on the front.
Thus she took her chances to become a combat medic. She trained herself to treat battlefield casualties, often being the first one to drag her wounded companions out of the battlefield and towards a surgical station. Through the mud, sweat and blood, Nataliya persevered and eventually a commander recognised her work and gave her the promotion to an actual medical post as a battlefield hospital nurse. Obviously this still meant she was stationed near the front line, but now her main focus was saving the lives of those sent to her, which she took to with gusto.
The decades wore by and the war on the European front never seemed to end, just one side or the other making a half-assed effort to push into the territory of the other, failing and retreating back into a stalemate that had been there ever since the end of WWII. In that time, Nataliya honed her skills; when not actively treating casualties, she was now on the front causing them, having taken up marksmanship as a secondary course of training to supplement her battlefield medicine skills, mostly to back her up in case her emplacement fell and they had to retreat. She was also one of the first few waves of medical personnel to receive a new, futuristic piece of equipment: the Medical Armour suit, which came integrated with various devices to scan for life signs, administer drugs, apply dressings and sew up open wounds with ease, while granting the medics who wore them the ease of mind to run around in a battlefield without sustaining life-threatening injury from how bulletproof the armour was.
However, Nataliya was only human, and through the decades she spent treating casualties, she herself received wounds in battle that were treated by others. And though the medicines and drugs of the time were sufficiently advanced, nothing could stop the advances of disease and malnutrition on the worn Russian front.
One day, while rescuing a squad trapped on a front in Stalingrad, Nataliya was shot by a sniper. Her armour absorbed most of the force of the hit, but the bullet still managed to penetrate her flesh, embedding itself in her liver.
Reeling and wounded, she could only watch as the enemy stormed by her, dismantling the squad she was sent to save and crushing the Russian advance.
No one ever came to save her, and eventually, days after her injury, she succumbed to the infections that followed and died a miserable, painful death.
That was, of course, until the Darkness found her. Her death was one of ill luck and misfortune, helped along by disease and infection, and so the Darkness decided to resurrect her into unlife, powering her body with the very microorganisms that destroyed her.
And so Nataliya rose from the dead, born again into unlife as a being of pestilence and disease, her weapons imbued with both light and darkness, the last of the mythical Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Her resurrection was met by the three individuals she would later consider as her team and family.
The Reapers.
Others
Daemons
Ангелос - Angelos
A special type, Angelos is not a daemon at all. Instead, he is a fallen angel, and, like Akuma, Tac and Renny, is considered the leader of the four beings in Nataliya's possession. Upright, noble and courageous, Angelos stands in stark contrast to the daemon that inhabits Nataliya's other pistol.
Angelos brings the powers of light and strength to the battlefield. He emits a constant aura of strength and endurance that affects those around him in a ten foot circle area of effect.
As a weapon, he shoots bolts of light that have a slight homing capability; if not aimed directly at a foe, his bolts will curve slightly and readjust their trajectories to impact his target. Of course, this doesn't mean his bullets behave like guided missiles, the homing capability is light, and only work if fired either directly or slightly indirectly at a target. This ability does not work if fired in the complete opposite direction of her target, or at extreme angles.
Люцифер - Lyutsifer
A daemon of lies and deception, Lyutsifer, or Lucifer, is the Prince of Lies. How he became attached to Nataliya is unknown, perhaps he simply chose to, or maybe his eternal punishment by God was to be weaponised forever in an object, bound forever to his user. Whatever the case, Lucifer now works for Nataliya, and though he is mildly amused at how two fallen angels have also come to work for her, it doesn't stop him from being all that he is: a lie.
Lucifer brings darkness deception onto the battlefield as his main powerset. As a weapon, he shoots bolts of darkness that have a slight homing capability with the exact same limitations of Angelos, stated above.
By will, he is able to create visual clones of Nataliya or any of her teammates, be it Cho or Luis or Itsuki. These clones have their own will and act on their own, even sounding and behaving like them. However, they only exist to draw attention, and if damaged or injured, they immediately vanish. He is able to create up to ten of these clones, not including the original.
Also, he is able to directly affect the visuals of any fired projectile by simply making them vanish, or appear to have been fired from another direction, complete with the requisite sounds and sights. This power of misdirection serves to confuse and distract Nataliya's opponents, and is part of his skillset as a whole.
Небес - Nebes
Meaning 'loss', Nebes is a pain daemon, more specifically a succubus, that resides within Nataliya's armour. Not being directly within a weapon doesn't bother her, for her usefulness is still high. Nebes takes great pleasure and joy in absorbing pain and suffering, using the energy to fuel the armour as well as provide a variety of medicines or poisons for Nataliya to use.
Nebes, being a pain daemon, has pain as her main skillset. Half of it is in the area of absorbing and redirecting it, the other half being in the area of giving it back.
When Nebes absorbs a hit, she converts a portion of the damage and pain into energy that she stores within the armour. At any time, Nataliya can will Nebes to convert this energy into a variety of functions within her armour; fuel for her jet wings, or to be converted into medicine or poison for her syringe gun in her bracer.
And, at any given moment, Nataliya can will Nebes to redirect the pain energy into any of her weapons, making her next attack with that weapon extra powerful and extra painful. If a hit with a powered weapon connects, it will deliver a shock of pure agony that lasts for three seconds. Effects include body spasms, uncontrolled bleeding from orifices, extremely increased heart rate and contracture of the body.
Of course, this doesn't mean that Nataliya is invincible. Any attack that cannot be blocked by her armour is given as a standard attack, and if she isn't wearing her armour then the usual happens. Nebes can only absorb part of the shock and damage of a hit, not all of it, and any huge, powerful attack can overload Nebes' capacity or penetrate through the armour, nullifying her abilities.
Ада - Ada
Meaning 'kiss', Ada is a fallen angel, just like Angelos. She resides within Nataliya's SVD sniper rifle and is the one who delivers life and death unto...whoever she shoots.
Ada's powerset involves life and death in varying degrees. It all depends on who she is shooting.
When Ada is shot at an ally, her projectiles are life-giving cocktails of microorganisms that promote healing and regeneration of lost flesh, while also sending adrenaline and painkillers through her target's system. A kiss of life.
When Ada is shot at an enemy, her projectiles are instead bolts of pure poison that penetrate and spread disease and death. The diseases imparted by Ada can also spread to surrounding targets by way of merely physically touching the infected. A kiss of death.
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Appearance: Summer's slightly below average height, on the paler side, with brown eyes and shoulder-length dark hair. Hard living has made her slim and muscular, though in her usual garb it's hard to tell, given how she's just about always wearing some mix-up of coats, jackets, scarves, and all varieties of winter clothing (in addition to the broad-brimmed cowboy hat that she's very proud of). Her face is smooth, rounded, and mostly unmarked, with the exception of a long scar that runs from the base of her chin, up the side of her cheek and to her eyebrow.
Genre(s): Post-Apocalyptic Scrappunk Winter Weird Western
Name: Summer
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Personality: Summer is a compassionate, cheerful girl with a penchant for headstrong decisions and near-blind trust. She's a tireless optimist and incorrigible believer in the power of people to change their stars, though she is also easily frustrated and can be quick to argue with people who she perceives as being in the wrong.
She's very resourceful when backed into a corner, and has developed some fairly substantial issues with authority.
Bio: Summer is an adventurer, survivor, and engineer, who's spent the last few years wandering the frozen wasteland of her world, taking odd jobs, fixing things, and helping out wherever she can. She never knew her parents, and was raised instead by a family friend who taught her everything she knew about fighting and surviving in her world.
Skills: Summer is a decent shot with most kinds of pistol or revolver, and can handle herself fairly well in a brawl. Her world and her life as a wanderer have made her an adept outdoorswoman and wilderness survivalist, particularly in cold climates (as that's what she's been living in... forever). Finally, she's a talented engineer and mechanical prodigy, capable of fixing up, operating, or breaking down to make something new pretty much any piece of tech she can get her hands on.
Equipment: 9mm pistol
Reinforced wooden baseball bat
General Wilderness supplies (First Aid, flint and steel, rope, extra socks, etc.)
Engineering supplies (Blow torch, welding mask, wrench, etc.)
A variety of inventions, including:
A silent hand crossbow built from clockwork that fires nails
A taser-glove made from a mitten, toaster wire, and a lot of batteries
Several jury-rigged pipe bombs
A modcop sawn-off shotgun capable of firing flash powder, smoke pellets, flame accelerant, etc.
A netgun that can be quickly assembled
Knuckle dusters with collapsible spikes (made from nails and scrap metal)
Naturally, this all takes up a lot of space, resulting in her often traveling with a comically oversized set of backpacks.
Genre(s): Post-Apocalyptic Scrappunk Winter Weird Western
Name: Summer
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Personality: Summer is a compassionate, cheerful girl with a penchant for headstrong decisions and near-blind trust. She's a tireless optimist and incorrigible believer in the power of people to change their stars, though she is also easily frustrated and can be quick to argue with people who she perceives as being in the wrong.
She's very resourceful when backed into a corner, and has developed some fairly substantial issues with authority.
Bio: Summer is an adventurer, survivor, and engineer, who's spent the last few years wandering the frozen wasteland of her world, taking odd jobs, fixing things, and helping out wherever she can. She never knew her parents, and was raised instead by a family friend who taught her everything she knew about fighting and surviving in her world.
Skills: Summer is a decent shot with most kinds of pistol or revolver, and can handle herself fairly well in a brawl. Her world and her life as a wanderer have made her an adept outdoorswoman and wilderness survivalist, particularly in cold climates (as that's what she's been living in... forever). Finally, she's a talented engineer and mechanical prodigy, capable of fixing up, operating, or breaking down to make something new pretty much any piece of tech she can get her hands on.
Equipment: 9mm pistol
Reinforced wooden baseball bat
General Wilderness supplies (First Aid, flint and steel, rope, extra socks, etc.)
Engineering supplies (Blow torch, welding mask, wrench, etc.)
A variety of inventions, including:
A silent hand crossbow built from clockwork that fires nails
A taser-glove made from a mitten, toaster wire, and a lot of batteries
Several jury-rigged pipe bombs
A modcop sawn-off shotgun capable of firing flash powder, smoke pellets, flame accelerant, etc.
A netgun that can be quickly assembled
Knuckle dusters with collapsible spikes (made from nails and scrap metal)
Naturally, this all takes up a lot of space, resulting in her often traveling with a comically oversized set of backpacks.
Summer's World: The New Frontier
Summer's world was a lot like ours, once - in fact, it was just another version of our reality. Where it differs is that, in some point not too far in our future, it began to snow, and it did not stop. Not for weeks, not for months, not for years. When that first great blizzard was finally ended, the few survivors who'd huddled wherever there was still food and fuel had a new world to build. But cold and hunger were far from their only problems.
Somehow, the ice and snow had given birth to strange creatures. From the snowmen, bizarre humanoid beasts formed of ice that attacked in hordes and hungered for flesh, to the yeti, massive man-eating beasts, mankind had a whole slew of new predators to contend with in their battle for survival.
People will find comfort where they may, of course, and the pioneers of this new world drew inspiration from a very singular source. So much knowledge and history had been lost that the world before the snows may as well have been a different planet, but some stories survived - particularly, the stories of a place called the Wild West. This was a grand place, a frontier, where every day could bring strange adventures, great danger, or greater rewards. The heroes of these tales - Billy the Kid, Wyatt Earp, John Wayne, and all the others - were revered, worshiped in places. And so, the new world was molded after these old tales. Civilization endured from big cities to small towns, vagabonds and bandits prowled the wastelands and the saloons in equal measure, sheriffs were the be all and end all of the law. The New Frontier was born.
But that's all ancient history to Summer. For her, the world has been this way as long as anyone can remember. Each blizzard is a little harder, each night a little colder, each year more narrowly scraped by. The world is on its very last legs, there can be no doubt; but if Summer has her way, it's going to go down swinging.
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