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Alphonse charged out of the courthouse as quickly as he could. It's not that he was a coward or anything, it was just that if he caught on fire he would take anyone near him down as well. It was for the good of the many that he ran... er, declined to fight the fire.
But now monsters were coming. This was his job, and he was good at it(so far, anyway). He knew with that crowd he could only fire once before needing to switch to his sword, there was no time to reload.
Alphonse got in range and pulled his gun from his hip, and fired at one of the bat-winged monsters.
(Rolled an 8)
The bullet passed through the monster, hitting it square in its one eye. It fell to the ground with a thump, moving no more as its dark blood oozed onto the ground.
Alphonse drew his sword to continue the fight.
Richard smiled at her. Yes, the painting seemed particularly active when he was around. Maybe it recognized him as its model, and observed him for behavioral cues. As he understood it from reading, even the best paintings had to sort of learn to mimic their subjects. Painting Richard was off to an exceptional start. Probably it was down to Caelum's talent that it was learning so quickly. She was certainly amazing...
River interrupted his wistful thoughts with a question about Cae. She was like a mother hen, the way she tried to interfere... no, that was a harsh word. He didn't mean to think of her like that. She was always trying to help him and Addie, and probably in ways that they didn't realize they needed. He opened up a surprising amount in his answer to her question.
"There isn't much else lately. Fuckin' OWLS," he pronounced the acronym phonetically, "Keep us too busy. The painting is the last of our free alone time. We talk a bit during that. Mostly I do, to try to get the personality in the painting right."
Yes, I understand. The need to alter things would be like an addiction that's present when the mask is on, not an action that the mask takes of its own accord.
My mask concept: gives the wearer tech based powers, and he mask persona is obsessed with improving upon designs including, to the wearers dismay, the human body. The wearer will eventually become an unwilling cyborg.
Wow well done, good visual to have.
"Hm," Charlotte watched as Caelum waved her wand with little effect. It was beyond bizarre to be seen as anything like an expert, but her new acquaintance was asking for advice. "Maybe," Charlotte mused, in theatrically deep thought, "You're just not excited enough. Every time I wave it, I'm just so happy and excited to be going to magical school. Or," she looked happily at her own wand, "Maybe unicorns are just more magical than kelpies."
Character Name: Alphonse Chevalier.
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Character Skill(s): Fire gun.
Fatal Flaw(s): Gun must be reloaded after firing before it can fire again.
Biography: The Order of the Black Powder is a relatively new collection of knights, loyal to the king, who have taken and keep secret the knowledge of building guns. The Chevalier family have been members of the order since its inception, and Alphonse is the most recent member of the Order to build his own gun. He has entered into the King's service as a monster hunter.
Cool concept, I like it. Lots of room for different kinds of characters.
So when you put on the mask, does it completely shapeshift you? And in the new form, are you obviously wearing a mask, or can it fuse into your face?
Charlotte laughed, feeling a little flattered. "I'm just first year! I don't know anything about spells, but when I wave my wand around sometimes I get pretty sparklers." She held the wand up for Caelum to see.
"It has a unicorn hair inside of it. I don't know how they do that but it's really neat. You have a wand, right?"
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