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Floodtalon's Character Refuge

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The Skies of Elysia: Airships, Aliens, and Adventure (Closed)

I am very interested in this RP and I can GM if needed. Lmpkio can confirm that I am good at doing that. Also, hey Lmpkio!

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

And finished.

Mourningstar

"Let the light that all dying men see shine upon you! The Mourningstar!"

Name: Mourningstar

Theme:

Decisive Battle

Gender: Female

Species: Wisp

Goals: To conquer this pathetic realm! (And get a bit more confident as well)

Past Life: Mourningstar doesn't want to remember her past life for a variety of reasons. That fact that she was a pathetic loser with no friends outside the internet is one. The fact that she had been 25 and struggling to move out of her parent's place was another. Her crippling lack of self confidence was a very good one.

In her past life she had been a prodigy in programming, graduating with a Bachelor's degree in only two years of college and being the top of her class. The problem was that she could barely interact with people, a lifetime of shutting herself in her room to focus on her personal projects and gaming. She didn't even bother showing up to the graduation ceremony, there were way too many people there for her to even breathe much less give a big speech. She did a private celebration with her parents instead. This is how things went for 5 years, moving from job to job as a freelance programmer all from the comfort of her nice dark room.

Then of course the one time she decides to come out of the house to go get something to eat (a little self congratulatory snack after a particularly long coding session) she ends up the victim of a mugging gone wrong. She did everything right too, handed over her wallet, jacket, phone, so why did the mugger shoot? She would never know, nor did she really care. She was dead now, nothing left but to go to purgatory or whatever. So when she was given the opportunity to reincarnate in a cool fantasy world like her favorite games and anime, you can be damn sure she would take it. Nothing else better to do right?

This was her chance to reinvent herself, be more confident, attractive, powerful. So with that, the lost soul discarded the name of the old pathetic loser she used to be and adopted the name of a new, beautiful soul. She would be named Mourningstar! A bit edgy, but she liked the name, it was fun. Maybe this was a common name for monsters in the new world? Only one way to find out!

Abilities:
Mana Orb I: A shot of pure mana, shaped into an orb to be fired at an enemy. Hits with non elemental magic damage, nothing too special.
Lesser Force I: Used to manipulate objects due to the fact that wisps don't have hands. Not too strong, can lift anything a normal human could.
Levitation: Not even true flight, just enough height off the ground to be eye level with the average human.

Transformations: Wisp

Inventory:Nothing really, don't exactly have any pockets to hold stuff.

Fate/WarGames (A Fate/RP)

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We have all members, the only reason is Black faction has been taking their sweet time in getting bios into the character section

@Reflection

Ah ok. Well if you ever need to fill a slot, consider me very interested. Have fun regardless!

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Alright, I'll get started on a Wisp ASAP.

Fate/WarGames (A Fate/RP)

Hi there, just wanted to express my interest in this RP as I noticed that the Black Faction seems to be very empty. Please let me know if this is actually full or not, as I would love to join.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

@Zeroth

Hey there, I was interested in this RP and was wondering if any roles in specific needed to be filled before I made a character. I am interested in the Wisp race however I can also slot in for Pixie or whatever if needed.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

A CS for Last Minute whenever it forms. Already approved by @ProPro unless something has changed.

Spotlight

Spotlight

Name: Sarah White
Alias: Spotlight
Age: 16
Alignment: Villain
Loyalty: Last Minute
Appearance: Sarah is a girl with blond hair just above shoulder lenght, however she has it dyed to be a pure white to match with her usual outfit, her eyes are blue and she typically wears glasses to help with her vision in public. She is about 5'3 and is very skinny, however she's started to fill out a bit as she grew up. In public she'll wear trendy clothing to match the weather, however as Spotlight her outfit consists of all white clothing. White leather pants, a white hoodie on top of a white shirt, white boots, and to top it off she wears a white mask with two eye holes. Something important to note is that she wears contacts when posing as Spotlight.
History: Sarah hasn't had a good life to say the least, born to an alcoholic father and an abusive mother she has been miserable since the day she was born. At the age of ten she was sold off to some very bad people so her father could pay for booze and so her mother could be rid of her.

She was kept in a dark room by herself at all times, except when they took her out for filming. Those were the only times she would get to see other people, when they filmed. They would strip her nude and take pictures of her in a room with broken bottles and cigarette butts all over the floor, bright lights blinded her as gross men who smelled like booze and smoke groped her and stroked her, withholding food if she cried or screamed. A whole year of this passed, every day was a fresh hell as she clung to her sanity in the darkest darkness and the brightest lights. One day it was just too much.

All it takes is one moment, a man telling her she couldn't have any food unless she sucked the dick of some gross weirdo. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" She cried out as she tried to shove the man away, mustering up all her strength to push him over. The room was silent as the other man in the room looked at the man on the ground, blood pooling on the ground. He had hit his head on some broken glass, he was unconscious. One second passed, then two, yet nobody hit her or screamed at her. He just kept looking at the bleeding man on the floor. Sarah was confused, but not even she was dumb enough to pass up this blessing as she ran out of her prison. On her way out she knocked over an ashtray, lighting some curtains on fire as she ran outside. Within minutes the house was ablaze, she watched the building burn down with a strange satisfaction as she listened to the man inside scream. But he never left, he just kept staring at the bleeding and broken body that lay on the floor.

Years passed, she was 16 when a charismatic woman named Z got into contact with her. She was forming a group of individuals under the banner of Last Minute, with the goal of taking over Denver. Spotlight smiled and shrugged, it sounded like a fun way to make money. She had no problems with that whatsoever.

Personality

Motivations: Spotlight is a very childish girl, with the mentality of a ten year old in most respects of her life. She does what she thinks is fun, regardless of how much it may hurt others.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Likes:

• Z
• Candy
• Pretty Clothes

Dislikes:

• Alcohol
• Cigarettes
• Gross Men

Derangement: N/A

Parahumanism

Skills: Good at drawing, good sense of fashion, good at cheering people up. Also very good at hugging.
Classification: Master/Stranger
Details: Spotlight can take all attention off of one person and focus another person's attention on a second individual. For example, she can make Person A focus on Person B while making herself unnoticeable. Or she could make Person A focus on her while she makes Person B unnoticeable. Of course she doesn't like to focus attention on her due to her weak body, but it is a possibility.
Limitations: Her power only works on three people at a time, the person she wants to be unnoticeable and the person she wants to focus on another.
Equipment: Stun Gun
Blank White Mask
Knife
Candy

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Heartless-Cruise Control

@Gardevoiran@Xandrya@Old Amsterdam

"Coming right up Miss." With that Heartless got up from his seat and moved over to the bar, taking his time as he noted how more than a few eyes had turned towards him. All of those eyes belonged to various members of Lethal Force, making him consider just what the hell he had done to garner such attention. He made it to the bar shortly after, tapping the table to get Broker's attention. "My friend wants The Dozier." As he waited for the drink to arrive he came to the sudden conclusion that there was obviously a connection between Lethal Force and Healer. Maybe she was one of them? Damnit, should've read over the profiles more closely, rule number one of any job is to gather as much info as possible beforehand. He scolded himself mentally over his lax attitude, noting he needed to take care during all jobs, even if they weren't the heists he was used to. About a minute later the drink was arriving, when Heartless decided to be an asshole. Not every day you get to piss off your boss with no consequences. "Oh yeah, could I get one of those little umbrellas to go with the drink? I love those things."

And with that Heartless was heading back to Healer with alcohol in hand and a tiny purple umbrella in the drink. "I hope you don't mind the accessory. I love to make things tropical." He set the drink down in front of her and sat back down, chuckling slightly. "But man, if looks could kill I'd be dead three times over. Hell, sometimes they can. You know the person who looks like they want to tear my head off?" Heartless jerked his head in the direction of Whipstitch and Sparce, hoping to dig some info out of Healer.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Heartless-Cruise Control

@Gardevoiran@Xandrya@Old Amsterdam

Heartless was bored. As he tapped his fingers on the table of the booth he was sitting at, he pondered why he was at a diplomatic meeting of all the major players of the city. He never signed up for this shit, his job was supposed to be to steal things. A sigh escaped his lips as he looked around the bar, noting how the Rockers didn't even bother sending in anyone important. Just some low level Stranger mooks, how lame. Some people from Lethal Force showed up surprisingly, he would have to keep an eye on them. Just because they weren't with the PRT didn't mean they were willing to just let such a massive showing of villains go free. They could be setting up an ambush to his knowledge, so they would need to be monitored.

Retcon had been the first to show up- wait what? Heartless stared at Retcon for a moment as he thought about when he (she?) had gotten here and shook his head. Fucking weirdos. Purge and Exhale had shown up next, or possibly first, nothing wrong there. You can trust the mob to respect neutral territories, so they wouldn't be a problem for now. Sabotage had shown up next, messing around with some unknown device. The usual. Macavity had shown up at some point, why is Purge wiping down the tables with wet wipes? Heartless shook his head as his attention turned back to the bartender, an unseen smile on his lips as he looked at his boss doing pointless busywork. He was sorely tempted to go over and order a drink, but then he would have to take off his helmet to drink. Not happening. Speaking of helmets, he had gotten a nice new upgrade for his, no need to worry about Chatterbox going rogue anymore. Heartless could just cut out sound from the world at anytime with but a press of a button.

Honestly he wanted to do that now, but unfortunately he has a job to do. It was after all this passed through his mind that he realized he had been tapping the table for quite a while now and that it was probably incredibly obnoxious to everyone. Oh well. Someone new came in, Heartless had no idea who she was. God damnit, now he has to talk to her. Heartless walked over to the woman and slid into the seat opposite her, his the "eyes" on his helmet staring into hers. "Sorry to disappoint, but I don't think they're serving food this late. Mind if I buy you a drink to make up for it?" One of the "eyes" winked at her, a small chuckle escaping his lips as he leaned back in his chair. "The name's Heartless, pleasure to meet you." He reached out for a handshake with his gloved hand, attempting to sound as friendly as possible.