DepressedSoviet

Fallout New Vegas: Points of Divergence [Reboot]

@Letter BeeI'm sorry to say this, but I'm just not feeling the enthusiasm I thought I had for this RP. The interest I thought I had has waned, so I'm going to be dropping out from this RP.

Blackshields: The Horus Heresy [Warhammer 30K]

@HeySeuss@DealdricA Mechanicus that fled away from the expedition fleet of a traitor legion when he heard about the betrayal could work.

Blackshields: The Horus Heresy [Warhammer 30K]

@HeySeussIs the Alpha Legion an acceptable Legion to use for a character, or should that be avoided for plot/canon reasons I may not know about? Wanted to ask because of how their lore falls in comparison with the others.

L.A By Night (Classic World of Darkness: Vampires, Werecreatures, Mages, Demons, Hunters and more)

David sighed, looking over various reports and files in the office below his apartment. A cigarette hung from his lips, and a sealed flask sat within arms reach upon the desk. Reports of supernatural occurrences were becoming increasingly common in the recent weeks, and it had been keeping David very busy. His contacts in the Kindred community, various ghouls that knew of him through reputation and his work, had told him of Prince Lacroix's recent moves. There'd been an increasing number of demonic possessions, and subsequently exorcisms, most being performed by the same strange youth. The mages were seeming to ramp up their backroom scheming and dealings, with rumors of a truce between the two major factions seeming to exist.

Taking a deep inhale on his cigarette, David set the files aside and turned to his laptop. Though he didn't necessarily agree with her practices, or even the existence of her magazine, David didn't deny that Jacki's Occult Digest was a useful source of news, if one could filter out the speculation.

Mummy Found in Tomb Outside Cairo, 3 Suspected Deaths!

President Seen Avoiding Sunlight, Spending More Time Awake at Night, Is He a Vampire?

Recent Spur of Exorcisms in L.A. Area, Youth With Obscured Face Becomes Religious Prodigy.

Clicking on this link, David read through the article, about how a young man, vastly gifted in the arts of exorcisms, had been making headway in L.A., aided by an older priest known as Father Walter. Reports of the youth go back several weeks, with one of the earliest ones speaking of a case David was all too familiar with...

The Cult of Postquam vitae mors. That was the cult that David had ended up getting captured by. He remembered being captured as he entered what was believed to be the cult's hideaway. He found himself tied to an alter and subject to a strange ritual. His memories were vague after that, but he distinctly remembered feeling out of control of his own body, like something else had taken over, burying his own soul deep within his subconscious. Then he remembers a fight, some dreams about what he believes to be a war, and then waking up in his own apartment, with a message from the client who had hired him on the case thanking him for saving his family member.

This report, about the boy stopping the cult's attempt to supposedly summon a Demon, matched perfectly with David's memories. Clearly he had this kid to thank for saving him from the Demon in question. Deciding a proper thanks was in order, he decided to shoot this 'Father Walther' a message. Looking up his contact info through the website linked in the news article, he would call his listed number, seeking to arrange a meetup at a local diner.

He sent an email to Bowyer as well, asking him to arrive to the meeting if he could. He hadn't spoken to Bowyer in a few weeks, since the encounter with the cult, and he wanted to see the man again. Deciding to round out the meetup, he called the kid, Damien, who had come asking for a job. The kid deserved to learn the real workings of the world, and this was probably the best way as any.

@Metronome@Wraithblade6

Talk about (almost) anything.

@AwsonDo you even like anything? I've never seen you make a positive remark about something before, at all.

HALT! The not so glorius life of the City Guard.

Fenni Gorrun

Name: Fenni Gorrun

Race: Dwarf

Appearance: Fenni is an aged dwarf, his gray-black beard thick and long, his cold, tired eyes showing years of both wisdom and loss, and his scarred body showing marks of many years carried upon his shoulders. His hands are thick and sturdy, with many callouses from years of hard labor, combat, and other physical endeavors. Despite his age, he is still strong and sturdy, and can easily take most people in a physical fight.

Age: 86 in Dwarf Years

Former Profession: In times of peace, Fenni was a laborer for Clan Gorrun, smithing, mining, woodworking, and everything else that required strong physical abilities. In times of war, he was a soldier, marching into battle with the axe and armor of a dwarven warrior, defending and serving his clan in battle.

Skill: Axes. He can do just about anything feasibly possible with an axe, from throwing to fighting, to woodcutting and carving, and even things one wouldn't think possible with an axe. He's also an amazing drinker, alcohol seeming to have no effect on him no matter how long he drinks. He's even known to keep dwarven ale in his waterskin instead of water.

Personality: Fenni is a gruff, ugly person, both in appearance and personality. He's sarcastic, brutish, harsh, and doesn't seem to have any sense of manners...except around other dwarves. When with his kin, Fenni shows all the traits of an honorable, proud dwarf. With a groomed beard, polished axe, and the emblems of his clan displayed prominently.

History: For most of his life, Fenni was a proud member of his clan, bringing honor and glory in both his mundane tasks, as well as the field of battle. The clan records held many praises of his works and deeds, and songs were sung of him in the great halls during feasts and celebrations. He was a hero and everyone loved him for it. However, like all great tragedies, the hero's greatness must fall, and Fenni was no exception.

As dwarves live primarily in great mountain halls and vast cavern cities, one of the prime enemies of the state is foliage, trees and other plant life. These often encroach upon dwarven homelands with their vast roots, smashing through walls and invading dwarven buildings. Fenni's fall from grace was brought about by these enemies, for he was found consorting with them. Fenni was discovered supplying the great green menace with water, applying it to the soil around a small batch of flowers. When his shame was discovered, he was punished. Allowed to keep his family and clan name, Fenni was given a punishment; slay 1000 of the plant foes, and he may return with his honor intact.

Joining the town guard was simply a matter of keeping Fenni's martial skills intact, as he also does part-time work as a logger for the city, to try and accomplish his goal, so he can one day return to his home.

Blackshields: The Horus Heresy

@HeySeussSo we're playing loyalists from traitor legions, then? Count me interested.

HALT! The not so glorius life of the City Guard.

@HellisAnd I've finally finished my character! Here he is.

Fenni Gorrun

Name: Fenni Gorrun

Race: Dwarf

Appearance: Fenni is an aged dwarf, his gray-black beard thick and long, his cold, tired eyes showing years of both wisdom and loss, and his scarred body showing marks of many years carried upon his shoulders. His hands are thick and sturdy, with many callouses from years of hard labor, combat, and other physical endeavors. Despite his age, he is still strong and sturdy, and can easily take most people in a physical fight.

Age: 86 in Dwarf Years

Former Profession: In times of peace, Fenni was a laborer for Clan Gorrun, smithing, mining, woodworking, and everything else that required strong physical abilities. In times of war, he was a soldier, marching into battle with the axe and armor of a dwarven warrior, defending and serving his clan in battle.

Skill: Axes. He can do just about anything feasibly possible with an axe, from throwing to fighting, to woodcutting and carving, and even things one wouldn't think possible with an axe. He's also an amazing drinker, alcohol seeming to have no effect on him no matter how long he drinks. He's even known to keep dwarven ale in his waterskin instead of water.

Personality: Fenni is a gruff, ugly person, both in appearance and personality. He's sarcastic, brutish, harsh, and doesn't seem to have any sense of manners...except around other dwarves. When with his kin, Fenni shows all the traits of an honorable, proud dwarf. With a groomed beard, polished axe, and the emblems of his clan displayed prominently.

History: For most of his life, Fenni was a proud member of his clan, bringing honor and glory in both his mundane tasks, as well as the field of battle. The clan records held many praises of his works and deeds, and songs were sung of him in the great halls during feasts and celebrations. He was a hero and everyone loved him for it. However, like all great tragedies, the hero's greatness must fall, and Fenni was no exception.

As dwarves live primarily in great mountain halls and vast cavern cities, one of the prime enemies of the state is foliage, trees and other plant life. These often encroach upon dwarven homelands with their vast roots, smashing through walls and invading dwarven buildings. Fenni's fall from grace was brought about by these enemies, for he was found consorting with them. Fenni was discovered supplying the great green menace with water, applying it to the soil around a small batch of flowers. When his shame was discovered, he was punished. Allowed to keep his family and clan name, Fenni was given a punishment; slay 1000 of the plant foes, and he may return with his honor intact.

Joining the town guard was simply a matter of keeping Fenni's martial skills intact, as he also does part-time work as a logger for the city, to try and accomplish his goal, so he can one day return to his home.

Game: "Useless" superpowers

telekinetically manipulate peoples organs

@Lucidnonsense

The average human lung weighs about 2.5 pounds, the liver 3.2, the large intestine 4 pounds, the small intestine 3.5 pounds, and the brain 3 pounds. Now, a kidney weighs about a half pound, the heart is also a half pound, the pancreas is about 0.2 pounds, so you COULD manipulate those organs, but most other human organs of interest would be unable to be manipulated, so you'd be limited to how you could kill someone in that manner, and you'd have to perfectly emulate more natural organ failure, to successfully work as an assassin using this technique.

As for plankton communication: Become a supervillain by using the plankton to control the world's seafood production, commanding them to only breed at your order, thus controlling the population of all life in the ocean, and thus controlling a large aspect of global food supply, as well as other sea-based industries.

My next power: You can fly, but only in the four cardinal directions relative to your position(North, South, East, West), and to do so you have to accumulate special "flying points" which are scattered throughout the earth, with one point equalling 1 meter of flying distance.

Game: "Useless" superpowers

Climb the highest altitudes available, without an oxygen tank. Set world records for highest skydiving altitude. You get the idea.

You can telekinetically manipulate and move objects, but only those whose total weight combined equals 1 pound or less.