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@Weird Tales
Old Man Johnson is in. Expect him to bring company.

A New World of Gods Chapter 2, The Rise of new Civilizations

@OtomostheCrazy
It's cool fam. Sorry my last post was sort of meh.

A New World of Gods Chapter 2, The Rise of new Civilizations

@OtomostheCrazy
(Realm of Shadows)
"Now would be a good time to tell you that I... er... Xoxi... made a few... compromises with Ixox when they were fusing, and Xoxi intends to honor that... one of those was a new name... maybe Xoxiki or something like that shit... I don't fucking know right now I have the worst headache."

The fusion did make a few compromises with the halves, and although there were two Yukis and two Claires running around, even if they were fused, they would need this side to have an even fight. Even if they were outmanned, Clariko could only lose but so many teeth, and judging by how bad Claire and Yuki were hurt in Yuki's realm... they need to crack down on the group. That being said, as the fusion stood up, shaking slightly, a blue shadow seeping under Claire's limp body. The lifeless body started glowing, attempting to raise up and be healed.

"Wake up Claire, we have much to discuss."

(Purge)
"Good, you're up. Now I see you lost your waifu to the good guys, and right now things look bleak, but I have an idea, one that would help us. Remember those bandits that Ixox recruited...?"

(Tlevran: Name Game)
Tlevran stood for a minute, twiddling his cleaver, thinking. He had to think about where the demigod would go, and he had to remember stuff about her before she left. She had a thing for Yuki, she didn't like people bringing up her dad in a conversation, and she claimed she was the world's best thief... wait a minute... that's pretty damn helpful.

"Yuki's lover was named Xoxi Slevryn, and she claimed to be the world's best thief! I dunno how any of that helps but that's all I know, sorry there isn't more information to give you."

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Old Man Johnson

"Lad, put another round for everybody in the tavern, on me!"

Rothar... Johnson never liked this city. While it was peaceful for what it was, it seemed stale after the planes. The best part of it was the taverns, and even then there was never anything interesting going on in them. Johnson felt as if it was time for him to start settling down and start helping society more than focusing on his research. Although spending time with the royal scientists was fun, having someone you could be proud of was better. As he thought, however...

"Hey Johnson! Tell us one of your stories, old man!"

The old man smiled, he knew he couldn't pass up telling a story.

"Alrighty chums. Gather round the table, and hear the story of my best friend who became a lich! A long time ago, I got sucked into traveling with a few adventurers and helped them raid a few crypts and dungeons. While it was fun for the first few, I started to feel like it was time for me to move on. I decided that I would help this ragtag group of heroes, consisting of a barbarian-esque hooligan who was very cool, a snotty paladin, and my best friend in the group, an elven bard. We go dungeon-crawling and raid the place dry. The paladin stayed back in the treasure room with the bard, and claimed her of misdeed and evil. She admitted to it, and as I came back to get them, I saw the paladin stabbed in the back by the bard. As she ascended to lichdom, I stared at her with me weapons lowered. She told me of how her home went into anarchy, killing her entire family, and causing her rape, torture, and... unrepairable damage. She escaped and came here, vowing to take her nation back and avenge her family. She bid me farewells as she left, now a lich, going to save her kingdom. I still miss 'er, but I know she died valiantly."

As the tavern erupted in applause, Old Man Johnson walked out. He missed his old days of adventuring and the excitement that came with it. He heard of an institute in Rothar that gave jobs, and he even went there a few times to teach the youth of the city. Oh how they enjoyed it! Johnson gave it a quick thought and walked towards the Magical Jobs Institute, hoping to re-obtain his excitement and valor for adventuring.

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@Sapphire
Focused Temporal Magic?
If you call it that though your character should be able to make bomb ass tempura though.

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@Weird Tales
Would it be okay if Johnson adopts a little goblin girl when the IC is put up? Like I'd give it a few posts but then he'd adopt.

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@Loki Odinson
Oh yeah. It most definitely will.

A New World of Gods Chapter 2, The Rise of new Civilizations

@OtomostheCrazy
I hope you did well. I probably bombed Psychology.

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I'm gonna have Johnson basically keeping peace and threatening others that try to disrupt it and/or are assumed evil. He's gonna be a fun character, I even started to draw him in my free time at class.

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OLD MAN JOHNSON VERSION 2

Hider

Name: Old Man Johnson, the Planeswalker

Age: 567

Gender: Male

Race: Planar Dwarf (Dwarf with very elongated life spans, lasting to even being immortal.)

Appearance: Click Me! He also wears a fluffy red bathrobe and black shutter shades.

Magic: Ritualistic
- Ritualistic Magic is a type of magic that's very beneficial, but also very difficult to master. The user sets up an etching into the ground, allowing for a ritual to be done. The variation of the ritual depends on what kind of etching is in the ground, and can range from defenses that can keep the caster in amazing health even when hit with a very powerful object, to summoning several demon swords to fight an opponent with.
Defensive

Hider

- Ebonyhide = Caster has vastly improved defense for the duration of the fight.
- Warp Shield = The caster equips a spectral shield. Projectiles are reflected off the shield and back towards the aggressor.
- Flowing Waters = Caster is healed by a very large amount.

Summoning

Hider

- Demon Swords = 3 spectral swords are summoned and aid the caster in aggression.
- Magnet Storm = A plasmatic ball is summoned heading towards a specific direction, and electrocutes anything hostile in a small radius.
- Phase Clone = A clone of the caster appears and will fight physically until it is taken down in combat.

Direct

Hider

- Thunderstorm = Several jolts of lightning home on the opponent.
- Fireball = Several explosive balls of flames can be thrown at will by the caster.
- Icicle Pike = A large spear of ice may be hurled at the aggressor.

Techniques: Old Man Johnson has several techniques, but one sticks out in particular.
- Old Man Johnson has mastered the realms and planes of this known universe, and can use them to an advantage in a fight. Even to the point where he can dodge attacks by simply moving to the left 2 feet, however he would need almost 99% of his attention to dodge it. He nicknamed this technique "Flying Squirrel Jutsu", and has taught this to about 20 other people, including his interplanar dog
Sunshine.

Skills: Summoning, Enchanting, Fireballs, Unarmed Combat, Levitation, and Healing / Repairing.

Equipment: The Robe of Destiny (need some form of armor). 2 spiked gauntlets (for unarmed combat). Re'svex, the Sentient Sword (a sword that gives good advice and is generally a bro).

Personality: Old Man Johnson is a military strategist, and a schizophrenic elder. He acts serious a lot of the time, but is a very kind person and more often than not will talk your ears off telling stories of the many different planes he visited. He's a bit insane, but honestly with his past it would be expected.

History:
What a tale he has lived. Baront Johnson was born over 1000 years ago, to a poor family that was shamed by everyone in his community. He loathed them all and got into a lot of fights because of this. At the age of 14 he had received mental trauma so severe that he was diagnosed with schizophrenia, which later shaped him into the man he was destined to be. After attending a mage's college a far ways away, he learned of the many planes, and was amazed by it. As he went around the lands, trying to figure out how these things worked, he joined many adventurers on quests, even one time witnessing a lich being born. On one of these quests, a paladin hit him hard with a hammer, and oddly enough, Johnson woke up at a place he called "New Earth", which was basically the same as Earth, but everything was different colored. He started to experiment with New Earth, and he found out it was a plane. For the next 100 years of his life, he explored the many planes of existence, eventually mastering how to travel between them, and make his own. When he came back to the world which he came from, he saw everything was different. 786 years had passed on that realm, and Johnson was reaching his elderly years. They say that traversing the planes had caused Johnson to become immortal, however he has not confirmed this. Johnson, however, does confirm he realized who he really was about 67.5 years into exploring, and thats when the Robe of Destiny, and his sword Re'svex, were granted to him. He thereby called himself Old Man Johnson the Planeswalker, and has dedicated himself to the exploration of these realms for the rest of his days.

Other: Old Man Johnson is not a bulky person, and in terms of physical defense is very weak. He has flashbacks, triggered by certain events, which cause him great deals of trauma.