Rach is one of my favorite rp pcs, though it was only back in Genesis, a sort of meta human rp, that she had metal manipulation.
As for multiple powers with different PCs, I look at it this way: might be able to give Rach an excuse to seek him out and help her control her ability or something. Besides, in a world like this, it's likely to happen. It also gives a different story for someone who has the similar powers yet taking a different path really. Something that gives this rp a spice and flavor.
True enough. I'd love to see how Gabriel and Rach got along with one another. He'd definitely be curious about her and her abilities, to be sure. We'll just have to wait and see how it plays out.
This will be very interesting if Rach ever meets him. Namely cause him and her has some aspects in common, like the alien and metal manipulation. :p Btw, Hello.
Hello~ Yeah, I noticed that, too. I came up with Gabriel years ago, so I decided to go ahead and dig him out of the mothballs for this RP. Didn't realize someone else already kinda fills the alien technopath role...
Character you have created: Dr. Gabriel Cole Alias: Icarus
Speech Color: Teal
Character Alignment: Hero
Identity: Secret
Character Personality: Gabriel is determined to a fault- if he sets a goal for himself, he will run himself ragged trying to meet said goal, even to the exclusion of all else. In fact, Gabriel is often distracted by his various "projects," to the point where he might not even notice someone else is there. Gabriel is a shy, reserved, humble individual, who is generally uncomfortable being in the spotlight. Thus, his initial foray into heroism will be somewhat awkward, though his confidence will grow as his conviction in his cause grows stronger. Gabriel genuinely believes in using his powers for a greater purpose, and such conviction will begin to show as he gains experience in the field.
Uniform/Costume:
Picture this, but with more black, dark green, and teal, rather than greys and browns.
Origin Info/Details: Gabriel's life was already headed for greatness, much as the very idea made him uncomfortable. A genius in the fields of physics and engineering, Gabriel was on the fast track, with a double major already under his belt and a doctorate on the way, all at the tender age of 24. But even geniuses need downtime, and one night, as Gabriel participated in his favorite pastime of stargazing far outside the city limits, something happened that would change his life forever.
A strange, glowing green meteor struck outside of Lost Haven, close to where Gabriel was trying to relax. When he went to investigate, he found a dense sphere of black metal, cold to the touch despite its reentry, covered in glowing green lines. Soon after he came into contact with the sphere, it activated, seemingly attacking the young scientist, clinging and covering him completely, until... he woke up in his apartment the next morning. Dismissing the "hostile" sphere attack as a mere dream, he went off to his classes, but something had changed. Everything seemed... slower somehow. Answers to questions in fields he'd never studied came unbidden into his mind. He walked with a new, strange balance, his movements sharper, more precise. As the days went on, the sensations grew more pronounced, until Gabriel could no longer deny that something had happened to him that night.
Determined to find the cause of his strange transformation, Gabriel found a way to confront the source- the sphere itself. Over a long period of trial and error, Gabriel grew to be aware of a second presence in his mind, that of the sphere. It introduced itself as Phylactery Device 006, a device created to acquire knowledge of different civilizations and cultures by finding a host body from amongst whatever species it landed in, and experiencing the subject's life alongside them. As time went on, and Gabriel communicated further with the Phylactery- which he dubbed Daedalus- he was amazed at the sheer depth of the knowledge that the sphere had already acquired, though due to some unknown circumstances, it carried no knowledge of who had created it, or for what purpose beyond being a store of information.
Gabriel began to experiment with the new abilities that Daedalus granted him, creating many strange and wondrous things with the Device's assistance. Though most of his creations could only be used by him (for now), the sheer weight of the advances he had already discovered could change the world, spark a new age that would make the Industrial Revolution look like a grade school science project... were it not for the fact that he lived in Lost Haven. At the very heart of the new age of metahumans, both good and evil, Gabriel knew that, no matter what he created, no matter what gifts he gave to the world, he could not cause the change in the world he wished to see by simply expecting someone else to act. He would have to act, to be the example himself, not just for Lost Haven, but for all the world to see.
So beware, all those who use their power and influence to prey on the weak- Icarus is on the rise.
Power Level: ARTEFACT-01-03, World ARTEFACT-04 and above, Cosmic
Powers:
Phylactery Device 006 (Daedalus)- A sphere of nano/biometal of unknown alien origin. The Device- dubbed Daedalus- has bonded to Gabriel's body, from his skin, to his organs, all the way down to his very cells. The result is an unprecedented hybrid of man and machine, as Gabriel has complete control over the biometal that Daedalus was constructed from, allowing him to create anything from armor to weapons to vehicles and more. The metal can even mimic the properties of cloth and other textiles, without any reduction in functionality or durability. Gabriel's bond with Daedalus has granted Gabriel the following abilities:
Metal Manipulation/Technopathy- Gabriel has the ability to control other metal and technology aside from the Phylactery Device.
Metabolic Override Protocols- Gabriel heals much faster by virtue of Daedalus repairing him from the inside out.
Plasma/Particle Manufacture- Gabriel can generate plasma or particle-based attacks at will.
Hex-Feather Modules- Gabriel has six floating devices that he can summon, shaped like elongated hexagons. The Modules have several functions, such as SENTRY (surrounds and protects Gabriel), BARRIER (creates a hexagonal shield that repels attacks), ARMOR (increases durability at the cost of maneuverability), ARTILLERY (optimized for heavy plasma attacks), SNIPER (optimized for long-range particle beam attacks), and more.
Flight- Gabriel is capable of self-sustained flight in ARTEFACT-01 and beyond.
Subspace Transfer- Gabriel can summon any components for his ARTEFACT modes through subspace gates to his location at will.
Enhanced Intellect- Gabriel was already intelligent, but Daedalus has expanded his knowledge and ability to process and retain information hundreds-fold. Gabriel can learn and process information at an incredibly accelerated rate, which has afforded him a mastery of the Phylactery Device unprecedented even by former hosts.
ARTEFACT Optimization Modes- Gabriel has devised several additional functions to the Phylactery Device, allowing him to expand his offensive and defensive capabilities far beyond what either Gabriel or Daedalus could do on their own. The ARTEFACT modes known are as follows:
ARTEFACT-01: ICARUS
Default ARTEFACT Mode. Gabriel forms a suit of armor around himself and activates the Hex-Feather Modules.
Activates Plasma/Particle Manufacture, Flight, and Subspace Transfer protocols. Amplifies Technopathic and Mental Processing protocols.
Enables use of other ARTEFACT Modes.
ARTEFACT-02: LEGION
Gabriel has built a number of dummy ICARUS drones that he can summon and direct at will in this phase.
LEGION drones can be called from any location to Gabriel's side through Subspace Transfer.
LEGION drones have similar abilities to the main ICARUS unit, though they are not as powerful or durable. Still not to be trifled with.
Gabriel can expand his awareness through any or all of his active LEGION drones, giving him unparalleled battlefield control.
Severely damaged or otherwise incapacitated drones are returned to Gabriel's base of operations for repairs and re-fabrication.
ARTEFACT-03: CHARIOT
Summons and sleeves into an additional flight harness, resembling six massive wings, which increases his flight capabilities far beyond default ICARUS capabilities.
Amplified "Heavy" Hex-Feather Modules available in this Mode, optimized for ARMOR, ARTILLERY, BARRIER, and SENTRY functions.
Heavy Hex-Feather Modules somewhat less responsive than default model, due to being optimized for more cumbersome functions.
Somewhat cumbersome on the ground- optimal for continued, sustained flight only.
ARTEFACT-04: WRATH
Flash-fabrication of four additional arms (resulting in six total) for the purposes of load-bearing, combat maneuvers, and other such strategies.
Ability limiters disengaged, dramatically increasing power output and ARTEFACT functionality.
Dramatic increase to speed, strength, agility, and energy/plasma/particle manufacture capabilities.
Durability on par with ARMOR Hex-Feather function.
Limited Hex-Feather capabilities while ARTEFACT-04 is active.
Sustained use of ARTEFACT-04 can lead to strain or injury due to limiter disengage.
ARTEFACT-05: BEAST
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Gabriel is loath to use any of Daedalus' functions aside from those offered by ARTEFACT-01, due to the severe risk of collateral damage and civilian casualties. Expect him to use higher functionality only in situations where such risks are greatly diminished or eliminated, or if the threat he faces is so great as to require it of him.
Gabriel's greatest weakness is his laboratory/factory/base of operations, known as The Forge. It is here that all of Gabriel's devices and components related to higher ARTEFACT functions are stored. It has only come to be due to a concentrated effort over the past year toward dedicating resources to the Daedalus nanites that were constructing The Forge. Were this location to be destroyed or otherwise compromised, it would be a crippling blow to Gabriel's effectiveness as a hero. Thankfully, its location is well-secured.
Supporting Characters:
Harmony Cole- Gabriel's younger sister. She is the only associate of Gabriel's that is aware of his identity as Icarus. Worries a lot for Gabriel.
Joshua Graham- Gabriel's roommate/partner at work. Kind of an asshole, but he means well.
More to be added depending on how the story progresses.
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Sample Post:
From the journal of Dr. Gabriel Cole
What an eventful year it's been. Graduated with honors, found a prestigious job at a good university, got an alien superweapon grafted to my cells. A banner year, in my opinion.
Heh. Daedalus always dislikes it when I call him a weapon. He says he only manufactures weapons, not that he is one. I'm inclined to agree, but it's more fun to rile him up sometimes. He's still too much of a machine for his own good.
I still find it a little odd that I've begun to think of him as... well, a him. When we first bonded together, he barely had a consciousness, let alone an identity that would, in his words, "accept a designation." Perhaps the program develops a personality as it maintains contact with another consciousness? I'll posit the theory to him later, though I don't think I'll get much of anywhere- he doesn't remember much about what created him or for what purpose. Enough to know what he is, but not why he is, if you will. Still, it couldn't hurt to try.
On another note, The Forge is finally running at full operational capacity. I've got a decent handle on all of the ARTEFACT modes, though I don't think I'll find anything too far beyond what ICARUS or, if necessary, LEGION are capable of. We'll just have to see, though. I didn't make 03 and 04 to sit there and look pretty. Or 05, for that matter, though that one needs... further testing, before I decide to field it. Even Daedalus isn't certain just what it is we've created in making it.
...I feel like I should be more afraid of what it is I'm doing. What it is I'm going to do. It's not every day that someone decides to be a superhero, though you wouldn't know it living here. Moreover, there are certain implications in my work that concern me greatly. It started when I was constructing 02, but it wasn't until 05 was almost finished that a thought hit me.
Once, my greatest wish was that one day, the world might know peace long enough for me to share this technology with the world. Right now, that's impractical, as most of what I've made is... weapons. There are some practical applications, sure- LEGION and CHARIOT in particular. But even those are hindered by certain factors. First of all, until I can figure out how to disengage Daedalus' genetic key, I am the only one who can use this technology, until I find a way to reverse-engineer or otherwise make it available. But even if I do, I'm not sure anyone but me- or someone like me- could use it. Even something as innocuous as CHARIOT wouldn't be of any use to a normal human, as they don't have the kind of durability I have to be able to use it. LEGION is even worse. Even if someone could survive having their mind stretched so thin across all of LEGION's platforms without snapping, the resulting sensory overload would fry their brain in their skulls.
A normal human is incapable of using these gifts I've wrought. So why is it that I can use them?
"because you're not human. not anymore."
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That's what Daedalus told me when I asked him that question. The implications are... unsettling. For now, it's a moot point, but someday, that day of peace I once so desired will come. The question is whether or not I want it to anymore. I'm less sure now. My creations can only be used by me, or someone like me. If I really want to share my "gifts" with the world, I will have to make the world like me. I will have to make them... more than human. Some might say that wouldn't be such a bad thing. I am fit, strong, capable. My awareness of the world is beyond superhuman, and unimaginable power dances at my fingertips. My body is resistant to disease, injury... I'm not even sure if I age anymore. Some might say that the world deserves to have that power. That everyone deserves to change, "for the better."
Ultimately, the question is whether or not I have the right to decide that everyone should change. When the time comes, and I have not just the power, but the opportunity to change the world... should I?
Mako watched as "Saki" was dragged toward the back of the cafe, mulling over the information he had just acquired as he enjoyed his coffee. Emphasis on enjoy. They really know how to brew it here. As he watched Sato shuffle about nervously as he had a talk with the apparent person-in-charge, Mako wondered what was going through his fellow actor's mind at recognizing each other. A moot point, of course, as Mako had already since decided that whatever it was Sato was doing here, it was not his business to tell. Of course, conveying that to the already-terrified boy might be problematic, not to mention likely contradictory to keeping it a secret in the first place.
I'll... find a way to talk to him during the next Drama club meeting. Privately. If there... is one. The reason he had even come into the cosplay cafe in the first place came roaring back to the fore of his mind, and he prepared to take a long drink of his coffee to distract himself from it, scorched taste buds be damned. Thankfully, "Saki" was returning with his (surprisingly massive) piece of cake.
Oh my. Am I even going to be able to finish all of this? he thought, as "Saki" set his plate down in front of him.
”Here’s your order, master. Please enjoy.” said the maid, setting his order down as gracefully as possible. Which was very graceful, surprisingly. And then, lowering his voice swiftly and suddenly ”Andpleasedon’tsayanythingaboutthis.” Mako quirked an eyebrow as "Saki" backed up a step, glaring openly at him.
Hm. Apparently my reputation isn't very sterling, as far as he's concerned. Quietly, surreptitiously, he nodded so that only Sato could see the gesture, before just as surreptitiously miming locking his lips and throwing away the key. Hopefully he got the message- no one would hear anything from him. Apparently satisfied, the maid went to leave, before a voice stopped "her."
”Saki-chan was it?” Both of them turned toward the voice, and Mako noticed as Sato suddenly stiffened slightly in shock.
Fuck. Clearly Sato knew the person chatting who had addressed him and... now that he was looking, wasn't that Alexei over there with... some girl?
Since when did this become the official Warakuma after-school hangout...?
”You look awfully familiar, now, where have we met before? And that tone of voice wasn't doing either of them any favors. He didn't know the other student, but from the sound of things, he wasn't going to hesitate long before using this little debacle to his advantage in some way. This is not good. To poor Sato's credit, he recovered quickly, spinning his earlier nervousness into a convincing act. No wonder he's in Drama. He's a natural at improv.
”Hello, master! I am Saki, yes. I’m afraid we haven’t met before unfortunately, however." At least "her" voice was much more convincing than some he'd heard. "Would like to order anything? A coffee, perhaps? My other master can testify for the quality of it.”
It took a precious half-second for him to realize he was referring to him as the "other master." To his own credit, he didn't think it showed before he reacted.
"Yes, indeed. Best coffee I've had in a while. You could definitely do worse than giving it a try."
Mako smiled at the maid's flustered reaction, before nodding. "No, please, don't worry yourself. I haven't given you my name, either. It's a pleasure to meet you, Shizu-chan. You can call me... Moritomi-san, for now." He had another smile for his server as she bustled away to get his drink order. They had rather good coffee at this particular cafe. Hell, he could almost come here just for the coffee. But the cosplay experience what sold him on the establishment- they were rather dedicated to the spectacle, which he quite enjoyed. Speaking of which, his server was trotting over with his coffee, even now. With, oddly enough, another maid trailing behind her. A... strangely familiar maid. Hm. All right then. He greeted the two maids with a smile and a nod, as the pink-haired girl somewhat nervously set his coffee cup down in front of him.
She must be new. I suppose I should be accommodating to the poor dear.
"H-hello, master! I’m Saki, and I’ll be serving you today!" Mako paused in his thoughts, for a brief moment. Now her voice sounds familiar. Have I met her somewhere before? Mako studied her briefly. Now that he had a closer look, the girl seemed nervous for other reasons. Her eyes wouldn't leave his face, though she never quite met his eyes. Was it him in particular that made her nervous?
"A-ahh, your order. Would you like anything, Mak— master?"
Mako blinked. Did she almost call him by his name...? Did she know him? He narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to make sense of just what it was that was so familiar about the new maid when... suddenly, it all made sense. Not a her. A him. Hashimoto. Sato Hashimoto. They were in Drama club together. And now he was... here. In a maid dress. And a pink wig. Serving him- here he took a sip of his drink- some damn good coffee.
...Huh. He studied "her" for a brief moment longer, then smiled.
"Pleasure to meet you, Saki. I'm Mako Moritomi." He turned to his menu briefly, then back to the pair of maids. "I've been curious about your Bunker Buster Cake special since my last visit. I think I'd like to illuminate myself on that, thanks."
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