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Veilsight| CHARACTER APPLICATION: |
| NAME: |
Joseph Marino
| NICKNAME(S): |
Joe; Joey
| ALIAS(ES): |
Ignition; Vulcan
| ABILITIES: |
Stage One: Following exposure, Joe's skin seemingly produces greater melatonin, tanning. This is not the case. In actuality, it is the buildup of a biological substance unique to Joe, a sort of cell that can kick its temperature into overdrive, warming him and selectively increasing the temperature of a selected segment of skin up to six hundred degrees. Naturally, he is resistant to high temperatures, his skin refusing to burn nearly as quickly as it previously would've. As an example, he'd be perfectly comfortable resting on a four-hundred degree oven rack for around five minutes. Also, his nails lose their pink color, turning wholly white and gaining a point. They can extend on a whim to become three centimeters long. All of this requires a high dietary intake of protein that only increases in further stages. Otherwise, he will suffer from malnourishment as his body depletes its nutrients producing sufficient protein for his DTS.
Stage Two: Joe continues to develop resistance to high temperatures, and his skin darkens further to give the appearance of a brazen tan. At this point he is wholly fire-proof, at least in the range of what he can be expected to be exposed to. He will not develop a burn of any sort unless he is exposed to a flame nearing five-thousand degrees. More interestingly, the dynamic-thermal substance (DTS) beneath his skin spreads to be found in all his body, even in his sweat, tears, blood, and exhalation. This results in him being able to breath, sweat, cry, or bleed fire, even setting himself fully ablaze. This requires conscious effort however, but not the sort he will tire from (think: lifting a finger). Also, when he closes his eyes, he can visualize nearby thermal radiation, giving himself thermal vision wherever he turns his head.
Stage Three: At this stage, his skin has a sparkly dark golden tone as he is saturated with DTS, although it offers no greater benefits beneath the skin. On top of his skin, he can secrete enough of it to create a jet of flame, acting either as a weapon or, when he's moving, as an afterburner to boost his speed or slow his descent from a fall. At long last, he gains the ability to extend a pair of bat-like wings off of his back as though he were a dragon.
Stage Four: Joe can grow a mighty exoskeleton that will spring out of his skin, capable of distributing the impact even of a rocket powered grenade. This is the condensation of the DTS and as such, it can burst into flame. He can create superhot DTS constructs, such as a sword or a hammer. Lastly, he can telekinetically maneuver any smoke or flame that he generates.
Weakness(es): Starvation is the easiest. He must eat at least a salmon's worth of protein a day at stage one before ill effects become obvious. To calculate the increased need, just put the stage number into servings of salmon. He will either run out of his signature secretion or manufacture more, robbing his muscles and causing him to weaken. Otherwise, a biological catalyst could be engineered to counter his thermal substance's volitility, causing him to expend his energy on manufacturing a nonfunctioning bodily substance. Also, a cut on his body will result in losing various amounts of the DTS from the bank beneath his skin just as it will cause blood loss. This will result in a lower supply to draw from, setting his ability to warm his skin or make secretions back significantly.
Stage Two: Joe continues to develop resistance to high temperatures, and his skin darkens further to give the appearance of a brazen tan. At this point he is wholly fire-proof, at least in the range of what he can be expected to be exposed to. He will not develop a burn of any sort unless he is exposed to a flame nearing five-thousand degrees. More interestingly, the dynamic-thermal substance (DTS) beneath his skin spreads to be found in all his body, even in his sweat, tears, blood, and exhalation. This results in him being able to breath, sweat, cry, or bleed fire, even setting himself fully ablaze. This requires conscious effort however, but not the sort he will tire from (think: lifting a finger). Also, when he closes his eyes, he can visualize nearby thermal radiation, giving himself thermal vision wherever he turns his head.
Stage Three: At this stage, his skin has a sparkly dark golden tone as he is saturated with DTS, although it offers no greater benefits beneath the skin. On top of his skin, he can secrete enough of it to create a jet of flame, acting either as a weapon or, when he's moving, as an afterburner to boost his speed or slow his descent from a fall. At long last, he gains the ability to extend a pair of bat-like wings off of his back as though he were a dragon.
Stage Four: Joe can grow a mighty exoskeleton that will spring out of his skin, capable of distributing the impact even of a rocket powered grenade. This is the condensation of the DTS and as such, it can burst into flame. He can create superhot DTS constructs, such as a sword or a hammer. Lastly, he can telekinetically maneuver any smoke or flame that he generates.
Weakness(es): Starvation is the easiest. He must eat at least a salmon's worth of protein a day at stage one before ill effects become obvious. To calculate the increased need, just put the stage number into servings of salmon. He will either run out of his signature secretion or manufacture more, robbing his muscles and causing him to weaken. Otherwise, a biological catalyst could be engineered to counter his thermal substance's volitility, causing him to expend his energy on manufacturing a nonfunctioning bodily substance. Also, a cut on his body will result in losing various amounts of the DTS from the bank beneath his skin just as it will cause blood loss. This will result in a lower supply to draw from, setting his ability to warm his skin or make secretions back significantly.
| SAMPLE POST: |
Fire. I could spot it from a mile away.
I guess.
Cruising the highways on his motorcycle, Joe was a quick trip away from the bar his family frequented most. It was almost inappropriate then, how he was surprised by the sight of Uncle Mike's General Lee inspired transport burning like a match on the side of the road.
Looking between the blazes, Joey caught the signature jacket his uncle always wore. He may have to explain this later, but for now he'd come up with an excuse like he had a fire extinguisher or somethin'.
He dismounted his motorcycle and threw the crowd gathered around his dying uncle to the ground. A pillar of flame was dancing on the hood of his uncle's Charger and the flames had boxed him in. The other gangs, the Russians maybe.. Someone sabotaged the engine and stuffed accelerant in the car doors. Figure that out later, he decided. The rain was coming down hard but it was doing next to nothing to help put out the fire.
Joey stood directly in the blazes, feeling them lick his face, his eyes, as they reached off the car. So Joey put his fist through the driver's window, fiddling his hand around before finding the door's lock. His fingers ripped on the door handle and then he stepped back, dragging it wide open. He shimmied around and snatched his uncle's armpit, using his claws to secure his hold by getting a longer reach before dragging his limp body on the damp asphalt beneath them.
I guess.
Cruising the highways on his motorcycle, Joe was a quick trip away from the bar his family frequented most. It was almost inappropriate then, how he was surprised by the sight of Uncle Mike's General Lee inspired transport burning like a match on the side of the road.
Looking between the blazes, Joey caught the signature jacket his uncle always wore. He may have to explain this later, but for now he'd come up with an excuse like he had a fire extinguisher or somethin'.
He dismounted his motorcycle and threw the crowd gathered around his dying uncle to the ground. A pillar of flame was dancing on the hood of his uncle's Charger and the flames had boxed him in. The other gangs, the Russians maybe.. Someone sabotaged the engine and stuffed accelerant in the car doors. Figure that out later, he decided. The rain was coming down hard but it was doing next to nothing to help put out the fire.
Joey stood directly in the blazes, feeling them lick his face, his eyes, as they reached off the car. So Joey put his fist through the driver's window, fiddling his hand around before finding the door's lock. His fingers ripped on the door handle and then he stepped back, dragging it wide open. He shimmied around and snatched his uncle's armpit, using his claws to secure his hold by getting a longer reach before dragging his limp body on the damp asphalt beneath them.
| NOTES: |
-Joey is the son of the Marino crime family's head and is the illicit heir designate
-Having been exposed to violence at a young age, Joey is comfortable in melee, willing to use improvised weapons
-He has soaked up a knowledge and intuition regarding the criminal underworld as well as their activities
-Organized criminals know him by name
-He's not necessarily a superhero or villain by design, I intended to have a lot of room for character development either way
Cherry coke at the moment. Thought I didn't read the rules, didn't you? Nah, I just forgot.
-Having been exposed to violence at a young age, Joey is comfortable in melee, willing to use improvised weapons
-He has soaked up a knowledge and intuition regarding the criminal underworld as well as their activities
-Organized criminals know him by name
-He's not necessarily a superhero or villain by design, I intended to have a lot of room for character development either way
Cherry coke at the moment. Thought I didn't read the rules, didn't you? Nah, I just forgot.