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Placing this down to come back later to work on something.

Charity Beach: Paradise Gone [Semi-Sandbox/Superhuman]

@Ruler Inc
The reason I noted green/blue was mainly because I couldn't recall which was the actual eye color for the FC. As for merging, it would require her to actually understand both pieces, and take the time needed to merge them, which really just means connecting them together and hoping they work. I can, however, remove that with ease. Professor Drake is her dad, Doctor Metal the bad guy. Sorry if that wasn't too clear. As for bio details overall regarding glossed over stuff, I was going to cover that in actual rp, to avoid spoilers if needed. I can change house to family, its just a term to refer to the blacker side of the family business. With serums, I can fix that up, the impression you gave me on Discord awhile back was that the serums worked fine, but if there's a big issue, I can adjust that, to say having her be a naturally born metahuman, or found a way to gain powers safely. As for the fists, that was more tongue in cheek, as being able to well, generate something like that would require more training than she had at that point in the biography. If having that as a statement that isn't yet indicative of IC stuff is an issue, I can replace it to something else, perhaps referencing something else that could make a person shit themselves.

If you'd like, we ca always move this to Discord to talk more at length. I'm fine with changing or elaborating as needed. Truth be told, I was running on fumes when I wrote that up last night, so me missing something, big or small, isn't too surprising. I just wanted to get the initial version up, so you could tear it apart and I repair accordingly. You tore it up a lot less than I expected, but enough to give me clear areas to work with. Like I said, if certain things are major enough an issue, I'm completely fine with rewriting entire sections as needed. If there's something else you said that I somehow failed to address, whoops. Thanks for the feedback though.

Fate/Eternum

Ah, alright, wasn't sure, given the whole Grand system and all.
I mean, if its allowed, I could do Gramps.

Fate/Eternum

Thinking about my second more now.

Considering
Shakespeare
James Moriarity
Sherlock Holmes
Hundred Faces
Or Ibaraki, since precious smol oni.

Though of those Holmes may need some modification since he's a Ruler in FGO, rather than Caster. Unless that's fine. And I'm guessing Grands, like Grand Assassin, may not be summonable?

Charity Beach: Paradise Gone [Semi-Sandbox/Superhuman]

Here it is, I can make edits as needed, since this is version 1.0. Powers were a bit weird to write since even though I love playing with technopacy, does that mean I'm an expert with it? Hell to the no. I legit did not touch power wiki when working on this, lmao. Feedback is of course, welcome.

Serene Drakos

Serene Drakos

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⫸ B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"I guess you could call this a bit of a mind thing. Cerebral, if you will."

▼ | BIRTH NAME : |

Serene Drakos

▼ | ALSO KNOWN AS: |

Rockwoman
Rocktech's Next CEO

▼ | GENDER : |

Female

▼ | AGE : |

22

⫸ A P P E A R A N C E ⫷

"What, were you expecting a blond bombshell?"

▼ | P H Y S I C AL S T A T S : |

▸ HEIGHT : | Five Foot Nine Inches.
▸ WEIGHT : | 145 Pounds
▸ ETHNICITY : | Icelandic/British heritage.
▸ HAIR COLOR : | Red hair
▸ EYE COLOR : | Blue

▼ | PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION : |

A red haired beauty whose body is almost entirely natural, disregarding the eastern dragon style tattoo that covers her back, and is the trademark of her family. Her nails are kept neatly trimmed, her long red hair is generally tied back behind her head and reaches to mid back, if not tied up at least.

▼ | ATTIRE : |

Fashionable, though she'll wear work clothes and casual clothing. She's got a good taste in what's stylish, but isn't afraid to do manual labor or lab work, so those types of outfits are used.

⫸ P S Y C H O L O G Y ⫷

"What you see on the surface is not the reality."

▼ | PERSONALITY TRAITS : |

Manipulative, insightful, intelligent, resourceful, isolated, focused, humorous under right conditions, ruthless, decisive.

▼ | SKILLS : |

>Decent computer programming skill
>Mechanical engineering prowess
>Financial Smartness
>Basic Medical Care
>Basic self-defense training
>Fashion sense

▼ | BACK STORY : |

Drakos Energy and Mining Consortium. A name well known for their holdings all over the world, and for their often ruthless yet fair business practices, the Drakos family didn't get to where they were without being smart, shrewd, and careful. While the claim that they are descended from a noble line is up for dispute at any time, what isn't in dispute is their grip on the world economy in mining and energy production, and rumors of dirty dealings in certain less than reputable fields. Or at least, that was the case until REAPER took a bat to their operations in Europe, Asia, and especially Africa, crippling the organization about a decade ago. Even with their various connections, the blow was massive, as while Asia was a new market, Europe was the old home(minus Britain, that survived unscathed surprisingly), and Africa was one of their more profitable areas. Left reeling, the family was forced to call in old favors, to keep the business afloat, but as of the present, are back on their feet, if short the same funding they used to have, but they're slowly recovering lost areas.

Enter the Rockwoman, the young heiress to the family fortune, and considered to be the future. Groomed for much of her life, she was only 12 when the terror attacks against the family left them in grave danger. Forced to cut corners in certain areas, she went from being effectively one of the richest private school children types, to a home schooled lifestyle. This even extended to her post high school schooling, as she was forced to work from home, taking the needed classes online, only being allowed to go out if she absolutely had to, and even then, there was always more than a few guards. Some of whom were former British and Icelandic Intelligence, apparently.

With her father leading the family business, Serene spent most of her life overall without anyone to call a parental figure, being that she was raised almost exclusively by her bodyguards, or her family members who could be trusted. Sure, just because your family is rich and powerful, or was, doesn't mean everyone gets along. If she absolutely did look up to anyone, it was her grandmother, the former company leader, who had been behind the Africa expansions, and who had thus taken the attacks personally. Point is, Serene grew up in a rather "unhealthy" environment. Emotions had to be placed aside, it was iron clad approaches. When she wasn't studyng, she was working in the lab with other scientists, yet treated as an outsider by her workmates due to her status as the boss's daughter. It wasn't easy.

Then the accident happened. As part of their efforts to become masters of the mining industry again, someone in the family(probably uncle Vlad, it would explain his locked in a mental hospital status now) had the totally idiotic, illegal, and immoral brilliant idea of messing around with the very crystals that had sparked the whole Metahuman existence in the first place. And why, pray tell, would they do that? It was believed that if they could harness the power of the crystals, they could, as Uncle Vlad himself said "create a stable source of energy that can be used to mimic powers and aid us." In other words, try and use the energy of the crystals in machinery, or to produce various end results, like asteroid mining. And well, despite how dangerous the project was, especially if they got caught...it worked.

...Just not as intended. During a routine test, something went awry, and Serene, the closest to the currently being tested Crystal, was exposed with a lot of energy. She was 19. As soon as the dust settled and they could get close to her, she was at once transported to the on sight medical facility at the Rocktech main complex, where it was discovered that much to everyone's relief, she was fine. Well, fine and now a Meta-human. A type-blue to be exact, judging by the energy readings. Of course, no one knew what exactly she'd gained for powers, and her father was...pissed. The scientists involved were lucky to keep their jobs, but they were moved to a different division of the family business, and Uncle Vlad...was locked up in a mental ward, his punishment for his dumb idea. Serene ended up more isolated than before, she was kept under constant monitoring, until eventually, she snapped.

No, she didn't go insane, but she literally snapped at someone, losing her temper during one of the needle prods. It was then that her powers manifested, in the form of an electronic wheelchair comng to life and running into the scientist who had pissed her off. Thankfully...he only had a broken leg after, but well, now they knew what she was. She was a type-blue with some sort of tech powers. By the time she was 22, enough tests had been run to make her feel a true lab rat, but it had been determined her present limitations and well, some weaknesses. On the flip side, her father had let her move around the lab, and do paperwork. She was being seen less as a freak by her co-workers, and more as a person again.

This brings us to the present. Having at least finished with an online degree in business, and her smattering of knowledge in various tech areas, Serene was given a rather simple set of tasks. The first, go to Charity Beach and arrange a contract with a client, that would hopefully catapult the family closer to their master plan of regaining their status, and on the flip, a PR move to do something about the Happiness Drug ring. Is she ready for this? Unlikely, but hey, that's life. Hopefully her lack of social skills won't work against her too much.

⫸ P O W E R I N F O R M A T I O N ⫷

"Money talks, but so does being able to control robotic fists and drones. Please, you already shit your pants, don't embarrass yourself further, and stand down."

▼ | POWER CLASSIFICATION : |

Type-Blue

▼ | POWER DESCRIPTION : |

You'd think being able to control or influence something would fit under a different type, but there's something...a lot more mental when it comes to controlling technology in this manner. Serene, via using her brain waves, can influence technology around her, and force it to bend to her will. She can turn on objects at a distance, turn them off, force them to do what she wants, or even merge pieces of technology together to complete one task. So long as she doesn't go overboard, there's a lot she can do, in theory, she could even make new constructs after a point without having to merge techs together.

▼ | LIMITS : |

While technopacy in any form is absurdly powerful and often broken when within urban environments, there's a number of factors that limit Serene. The first is complexity. The more complex the construct is, the more effort she has to expend, and less time she can control it for, before she runs out of juice and has to relax, and also forces her to be closer. In the case of really complex machines, she has to be physically interfacing with them(for example, she can unlock a door by pointing at it and making a gesture, but if something is super unfamiliar, she may have to touch it, and follow the electrical signals). Additionally, if she's working with something too complex, this may force her to focus only on it and it alone, lacking the ability to properly multitask. While this can be overcome, its still a dangerous factor. Her overall aversion to loud noises and certain stimuli also limit her, making it difficult for her to control her powers. Finally, while she can control at range, her current range is five meters, though this could expand over time, and the further out, the less control she'll have(or rather more effort that has to be exerted to control something).

▼ | WEAKNESSES : |

Technopacy requires a medium through which to work, otherwise a piece of metal is useless. Electrical energy must be capable of flowing through it, to thus be influenced by brainwaves. Lead can block the signal, making it possible for her to expend energy without anything happening. Too much strain can force her to "brownout" or suffer a seizure type situation, where she passes out and has to recover. Too much dividing up of her focus can cause an opponent to catch her with her guard down. And currently, if you throw a train at her, she can't stop it. So yeah. Jamming her ability to focus her brain waves, either through sound, or other factors, can seriously mess her up.

⫸ O T H E R ⫷

"Oh hell no."

She suffers from chronic health issues that force her to visit a bathroom often. Usually to throw up. She has shit social skills. She's a businesswoman, not a social star. Kid has no friends. She has a fear of the dark, tight spaces, and of heights. She also can't swim. At all. Despite being afraid of the dark and tight spaces, she loves horror movies, be they campy or not. The more suspenseful and thoughtprovoking, the better. She's best behind a computer, than she is with people, but she's not afraid to use the family name to hopefully get something done.

Suddenly, My Favorite MMORPG has Become Real?! — A Log Horizon-inspired RP

Hang in there man, sorry to hear things are still hectic.

Fate/Eternum

The Blood Iron Princess

Serene had been expecting a man, a brilliant historical figure clad in humble clothing, like the paintings of him. What she hadn’t expected was...for Leonardo Da Vinci to be a woman. Had the historical records gotten it wrong? Had she somehow been tricked? No...a second look, once Serene had of course recovered enough to stare forward, revealed what she was looking at. The Mona Lisa, she’d know that piece anywhere. But...Da Vinci, was the Mona Lisa? That was creating a mental disconcert between her knowledge of history, and what stood before her. It was only when she realized she’d just been standing there, staring blankly at Caster, for who knew how long, that Serene started, refocusing on the heroic spirit.

”Well I uh...hello there?” She stood there, motionless, barely breathing, just processing the situation further, before going on with her words. “If you don’t mind me asking...why do you look like the Mona Lisa? No offense intended but…I’m just a tad confused.” From being incredibly confident, if not a terrifying persona to now...being starkly and clearly a fair bit confused. It was interesting, all things considered, to see how people reacted when afraid, what becomes their true self.

Suddenly, My Favorite MMORPG has Become Real?! — A Log Horizon-inspired RP

Indiana Jones

His humming stopped as a message came in. It took a hot minute, but after some mucking around, Indy was able to pull up the message from the field team leader, and glanced it over quickly. What he read made him wince. That wasn't good. He kept walking or moving, or whatever, being able to multitask for the moment. His response that soon came gave no sign of his own internal turmoil.

To: Deneb
Unless Kai can send one of his NPCs who count as Tanks, I'm afraid I've got no one. We have access to mines and plenty of wild animal farming. The three of us are at his castle, and I'm heading down to the mine with one of the guild members. Once I've gotten a lock on our resource situation there, I'll let you know. Keep me posted, I might be able to build something to help us keep monsters at bay, or target bosses from afar. Still only an idea.

--Indiana Jones

With the message sent, he sighed. The only thing they possibly had that could even come close to being useful here would be artillery. Or a golem, but the first, he didn't know what they had. The latter were limited by distance factors. At least instant messaging like this made it possible to stay up to date at all times on the overall situation. Something that made him feel a bit better. The situation was sinking in more and more, that they were trapped in an alien world, the rules weren't the same, they couldn't go home, and they didn't know what else was in this world with them. Hopefully that one crazy player who had been kicked out of his guild for her antics wouldn't be in this world, he did not need that woman after him...or the others. And that only brought up more questions, like...what if one of them died? Okay, keep it together Indy, they need you to not have a melt down.

//Not my best, but consider this being set whenever during the moments after the departure from the room.
@PKMNB0Y

Fate/Eternum

The Blood Iron Princess

Drakos Estate; Summoning Chamber

Even with the preparations her people had gone through before hand, Serene had decided to go through the checks again herself. The circle etched into the ground, she checked to make sure it was perfect, or as close as possible. It checked. She rechecked the chant, confirming that the book on site matched the records. She checked to confirm she had her catalyst, which she did. She checked to make sure that...the blood was ready. PETA be damned, blood was potent. She felt almost bad for the chicken soon to die, but everything had to be perfect.

She’d dismissed her staff, letting them go do their own thing, but ready incase something went horribly wrong. She looked at the small pair of knives on the table set outside the circle. One was for the animal, the other...was for something else. She took in a breath, then let it out. She grabbed the chicken, and with the other hand, grabbed the first knife. With skill, she slit the creatures throat, letting the rich blood drop into the circle, fill as needed. She could feel the faint energy starting to flow, called by the blood magic. She tossed the carcass aside, already feeling dirty. She took the other knife, and carefully...pricked her finger, squeezing a few drops into the circle. It was extra, but hopefully her mana/prana rich blood would assist in summoning. She grabbed the book from the other table, and began to follow the words written down in red ink...she hoped it was red ink and not blood.

Let silver and steel be the essence.
Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation.

The chant started out soft, but rose in volume and strength, line by line, word by word. The circle would begin to glow and respond in turn, the summoning ritual igniting, the catalyst placed in the center, the drawing of the “perfect man” the food that would guide her wish towards the Throne of Heroes. The more she spoke, the faster this went, until finally, the response came, a blazing surge of energy that became a blinding light, as the servant was ripped from the throne...and light engulfed the room, leaving Serene for the moment, disoriented…
@1charak2

Roleplay Formation Question(s)

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