ImportantNobody

Nobody's Character-A-Day!

Name: Gregory (Greg) Syman
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Something like this

Personality: He tends to brood and keep to himself a lot, clearly having some sort of a troublesome past that he doesn't like to talk about. He likes profit and fame, having highs and lows depending on how he's viewed by others, being too sensitive for his own good in matters such as that. He doesn't relate well with others but is improving on himself now, having picked himself up out of the gutter when he was an alcoholic and failing in his career. When he gets right down to it he does the right thing and is willing to put in the effort to pick himself back it.

Abilities

Physical Abilities- That of an average man without any serious training in any individual category.
Gunslinger- He's fast and accurate with a revolver.
Detective Skills- Anything needed for a detective such as observation, memorization, high iq, and quick thinking/analyzing.

Powers

At his bidding his eyes glow blue and he's transported into the higher dimension of space that's able to both see and interact with spirits while still being able to see and interact with the dimension he's normally in. Those back in his normal dimension cannot see his eyes glow, but often say he has a very serious gleam in his eye. Because only he can see and interact with the spirits, if he does so in public he'll look like a crazy person unless he finds a way to be subtle about it. Also, most spirits tend to be able to overpower him physically so he has to be very careful where and how long he uses his power.

Equipment

Weapons: A silver colored six shooting revolver. Enough ammo for one full reload. It can only wound weak spirits or mildly distract more powerful ones.
Items: A lighter is actually his most powerful weapon. It's inscribed with a symbol that infuses it with holy fire that can wound even powerful spirits, shooting sparks up to two feet. In the normal dimension it acts as a normal lighter for his pack of cigarettes.

Bio

He was always said to be a prodigy in the field of detective work. At first he said it was his spirit friends helping him out, but nobody believed him, mocking him even, and he didn't have many friends as a result. He was the un-cool and geeky kid to hang out with who was too smart for his own good. He learned his lesson by middle school to stop claiming he could talk to spirits. He started over, this time claiming to be the world's best detective. He helped out in many cases, looking only for the profit and fame as he solved otherwise near unsolvable cases. Nobody knew that he really could talk with spirits and was using them to solve almost every case he ever solved. He didn't have a care in the world for a while, using his powers without taking any precaution besides not appearing to be crazy to others. This all changed when a spirit viciously ravaged him one day, the spirit of a man who committed suicide after Gregory's testimony lead him to being arrested. He barely survived, taken pity on by the spirit of a girl who refused to give him her name, but often followed him around out of curiosity.

He was shoved back to the normal dimension just before the spirit could end his life. Nobody knew how he got such injuries while investigating the crime scene, and he didn't have any good excuse so claimed the concussion game him amnesia. People assumed it was the suspect from the current case who had somehow snuck past security. This case was never solved. In all honesty Gregory was scared out of his mind to go back to the spirit dimension. His fame dwindled more and more as he could no longer solve his cases with such ease. It got so bad that he was called a washed up detective. He suffered a mental breakdown and quit being a detective for a long time, drinking away his sorrows in unemployment. Luckily he had made a lot of money up until this point so he was able to keep a roof over his head, albeit with a downgrade to a shoddy apartment.

However, one day a case caught his attention on the news. The murder case of the girl who had saved his life. For the first time his mind was racing on his own, not relying in spirits for input. He could actually solve that case. He could feel it. Something in his mind light up and he resumed his job as a detective, working tirelessly on the case until at last he solved it! This was a major ego boost and turning point in his career. With his restored bravado he went back to being a detective in full, a better detective then he ever was. He worked up the courage one day and went back to the spirit dimension, much to the delight of he girl he had solved the case for. She showed him to an elderly spirit which could imbue objects with her power, allowing his ordinary lighter to fend off the bad spirits while in this dimension. Using a combination of his own wit and the aid spirits, he solved many more cases not just for wealth, but because he now knew it was the right course of action.

Nobody's Character-A-Day!

The string of only character sheets with no other posts has been broken! Oh nooooooooooeeeeeees!

Well, I'll use this as an update post to say what's going on. I'm in the process of updating a lot of my character sheets, as you can see by the changes made in the first post. I have been procrastinating until the last moment a lot of days lately due to being tired from work, but I'll try to get back into a good rhythm and have better character sheets again in a couple of days. As it stands I have to go back and still have a lot of fixing up to do on many of the sheets I posted. I'm still having fun getting around to posting a sheet a day, so it will end up better to post them as is then if I keep putting them off until I think it's perfect. I'd never get them posted if that's the case. If you see a character you like that is not "finished" yet, tell me and I'll put priority to finishing that character up sooner then other random ones and I'll PM you when it's "finished". I expect to get caught up in all of them in about a week or so and then not get so behind again.

Important Nobody Vs. Geoffrey Silt!

I'll post tomorrow. It's getting too late for me.

Lilium Academy For Young Ladies

It will take a lot of work for Tohru to convince Rika she's not going to murder her now.

Lilium Academy For Young Ladies

Rika responded with her own "good to see you"s as Hikaru greeted her. It took until after she had already turned her sheet in that she looked at Hikaru's sheet and noticed that she had written down anime in her cute little handwriting. How could she have forgotten about something so obvious! She rushed back to the front, hurriedly filtering through all of the returned papers until she found hers. She scratched out rock and scribbled in anime instead. Satisfied with her new answer, she made her way back to her seat, plopping down in it as if that effort took a lot of energy out of her. Then Tohru's random comment about slapping her sounded lighting into her ears. A large shiver started from her hips, running all the way up her spine into her head, almost making her hair stand on end. What?! Why would this scary rocker girl all of a sudden want to hit her?! Why her?! She sat in silence, unsure how to respond to this. She didn't even turn around, simply appearing like a lifeless puppet slumped over in her seat as the pretty violin music played in the background as if she had been killed and was passing on to heaven. She never did work up the courage to ask Tohru if she had heard right, because by the time she turned around she was already leaving with Miru. She shivered one last time before turning back to Hikaru, clapping as the song ended.

"Oh, uh, I think you look adorable as Haruhi," Rika responded to her questioned. "Long hair looks really good too." As she talked to Hikaru, some of the life was able to return to her body.

The Dark Clubroom

I'm not sure I have much to post with, but I'll maybe post tomorrow.

Multiverse: The Sadist's Maze

The skeleton's resistance was not very strong had she been at full strength, and in fact she probably wouldn't have even been bothered by it, but as it stood now every kick felt like a bulldozer was slamming into her. Her leg grip weakened considerably as he was able to shuffle away from her while she was distracted and in pain, her sweat making it even easier for him to slip out. She squirmed around, panting as the soul rot was taking effect. She was normally good at handling pain so this was a serious issue, making her feel like she was going to die. If he decided to get close to her then she could still flail around quite powerfully, but she would have trouble going on the offensive at this point.

Y Crisis (Pat 1: Decline)

I'll have time to post tomorrow.

The Dark Clubroom

Poor casterly. You know it's bad if Houston starts bullying her.