Well, unlike the rest of these guys, Abe doesn't have much of an introduction sequence. Abe was kind of wandering in the desert before all this, uncomfortable with being around modern society. So when a voice called out to him in the middle of Nowheresville, Abe thought he was having another mental breakdown. It took him a moment to realize that the voice wasn't actually in his head; and when a doorway appeared it became quite evident that this was no ordinary hallucination. Plucking his partisan from between his shoulders as he took a few hesitant steps forward into the portal Abe aimed it at the wall. Haddad had come out facing away from Ol' Skally here.
And then?
Clarity.
Within the Nexus, as it was stated, all wounds are healed. Abe's brain disorder melted away faster than you can say sweet mama. Oh how spectacular! Wonderful, wonderful indeed! "Ah, it's nice and refreshing to have my brain back in one piece. Oh yeah, thanks for that'n chatty guy." The ghul placed his spear in the small loop of fabric on his back again and turned towards the group before him. "Ah jeez, why do I smell death on the air already? Did the others kill people before getting brought here? I feel like that's what happened. Did I miss a prerequisite gore-fest to this- Er, this is a tournament right? Yeah. Prerequisite to this tournament thing?" Though his brain was whole once more, Abe was never quite all there to begin with. And whoa, those are some big animals up there behind the talkative guy.
"Hey, yo. Whatever yer name is, Chatty-man. You talk way too much, you don't have to be super cryptic either. Just saying." Abe pushed his way forward through the group and stared up at Skallagrim, perking his left brow. "You mentioned something about heroes, right? Well, Chatty-man, you're sorely mistaken if you think that I'm anything of the sort. I was kind of a monster before I got here, and before I was a monster I was never totally right in the head. I mean, I indulged in cannibalism. And, if possible, still do whenever I get the chance." The ghul sniffed the air and tilted his head slightly towards Tomaru, a toothy grin forming across his cheeks. "But from what I'm smelling on that man, he's not much of a hero either. Is he?"
Abe coughed out a little puff of smoke and took a seat on the ground before Skallagrim. Abe knew his sanity wasn't going to last. Things like this never do. So, instead of standing around like a goon, he took a seat. These moments were sure to be scarce so Abraham took in every moment of it, savoring the wholeness within his head. "Thanks for this, Chatty-man. It's real boring out there in the desert, especially when you have to be out there alone."
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"If you kill a man, you scorn his wife. If you kill his wife, you scorn her child. If you kill her child, you scorn his village. If you kill his village, you scorn the kingdom. If you kill the kingdom you scorn an empire. If you kill an empire, then who is left?"
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Ah, so we're required to post. I didn't want to post first, I never like posting first. I don't ever know if I'm going to be posting something too long or too short, depending on the context.
I guess I'll have to though, won't I?
Alright, I'm catching up on the other RP I'm in, so I'll check in shortly.
I guess I'll have to though, won't I?
Alright, I'm catching up on the other RP I'm in, so I'll check in shortly.
This is growing at quite a nice rate. I'm just hoping I get someone tasty for Abe's first match, preferably not the snake guy. He doesn't seem like he'd taste all that great.
Hey! He is not dead. He's just.
Rotted.
Rotted.
And now I wait for more people to enter.
Completely aware, but I feel like this isn't gonna be an empty-sacked tournament.
Name: Abraham Haddad
Age: 2,650 (And he looks it too.)
Gender: Male
Race: Ghul (A kind of demonic djinn.)
Random descriptors:
Eye color- Years of exposure have left his eyes a deep mottled grey-black in color. Like granite covered in a fine sheen of clay dust.
Hair- Centuries gone by and all that's left are a few loose strands dangling on the right side of his head. While barely noticeable, they're an ashy-brown.
Skin color- Like ancient beef jerky covered in wet sand.
Height- Abe stands at only 5'4" (Roughly 1.6 m)
Weight- Drastically underweight, he weighs 98lbs. (Roughly 55kg)
Clothing- A loose fitting and yellowed robe that he hasn't taken off in almost 400 years. This.
Character Tier: Intermediate.
Character Type: Critical Character- Tournament Participant.
Physical Description: What was once a normal genie has rotted into a completely inhuman form. Bearing little semblance to a normal man Abe is a monster. Thousands of years gone by on a beast which cannot die. The skin rotted and dried until he mummified in the sun and sand, Abe's appearance is frequently referred to as 'Mummy-like' and 'Similar to beef jerky.' The skin clings to his bones and what organs he has left stay tightly packed, save for his distended gut. From his lipless mouth you can see two rows of teeth lining his grey gums, like a shark but with human teeth. Through those teeth seethes a foul brown gas, every breath sends the fog out with a small puff.
Personality Description: Cannibalism leads to side effects, side effects like Kufu. Kufu degenerates your brain and leaves holes in it like a sponge, well, Abe suffers from Kufu. The degeneration is severe and causes him to flip-flop on a hair trigger between monster and man. A slight emotional trigger, a wayward word, maybe even a stumped toe. And suddenly Abe is incapable of rational thought, leaving him a violent and heartless beast. While he may slip to and from being able to speak and being unable, while he is relatively sane he is a sarcastic and sometimes even clever individual.
Skills, powers and abilities:
+The Ghul's touch: Though his body has wilted and aged, his fists and feet are still as strong as ever. The ancient magics of the Genie race still flow through his dry veins, his strength is phenomenal. A thin coat of these magics lays across the skin of his hands and feet, making his every assault faster and stronger than it could possibly be with his body type. Like many genie before him his magic may have limits, but he's still a terrifying presence.
+Acid pool: The djinn magic works in strange ways, while some genies may have similar powers no two are exactly the same. Abe is no exception to this rule and while he's unable to grant wishes, he still has the genie's magic. Deep within his body where your stomach may lie, Abe's gut is filled with a slimy organ that constantly pumps acid into itself. Distending and inflating like a morbid water balloon. The acids within burn and pump a toxic gas upwards into his lungs, where he can breathe it out at will. From his mouth he can loose this vile brown concoction at pressures rivaling that of a fireman's hose. Again, these acids are magical in nature. While not immediately toxic or caustic, they are more dangerous over long periods of time. Making extended fights with Abe costly and nearly always fatal. The acids burn through fabrics, metals, stone and other non-organic materials faster than organic materials. Upon skin contact the acid burns like touching a stove but instead of burning through it sticks to your flesh and gradually eats away at you. The brown fog that he billows from his mouth is not fatal by any means, but it is made from the same stuff as his acid. It clings to the inside of your lungs and burns like you could not imagine. Now, like all good things, there has to be a limit somewhere. Well, you would be right. His limit is 75 uses for poison breath, and 25 uses for acid spray.
+Blinding speed: With the ghul's touch on his hands and feet one would think that he's dangerous enough, but no. The mystic forces on his feet propel him forward at alarming speeds, more thrice that of an Olympic runner at 89 mph. He's surprisingly dexterous and can cross any battlefield in a matter of moments. Able to jump and climb like a monkey on cocaine he'll dominate the battlefield if you don't watch out. Oh, and you know that acid spray? If he liquefies the ground, he'll turn any battle into a roller derby. So watch your back, and keep a close eye on Abe.
Character Equipment:
+Aged and yellowed silken garb, it's a robe that he's worn for a very very long time. There are no magical qualities to it, it's just an old silk robe. Expert craftsmanship though, it has very few holes in it after such a long time. Only the legs and sleeves are frayed from time and movement.
+A seven foot long partisan spear crafted from a branch of oak and a blade of bronze. There are no magical qualities to it whatsoever, it's just a very effective tool. Slightly flexible with two inch hooks on both sides of the blade. Found in a sand dune with a skeletal hand still clinging to it, the flag of some dead nation hanging limply on it. Abe tore away the flag and took it for his own during his wandering days.
Character History:
Born in the time before the one known as Christ, Abe is a ghul. A race born before man, the ghul were powerful humanoids who were born from the depths of hell and left on the earth to live out the rest of their eternity. Many were slain as time went by, but a few still remain. Unfortunately, Abe is one of them. No, Abe isn't special in any way. Nor is he extraordinary among his people, in fact, as time went by he kinda fucked up. Indulging in sick fantasies such as cannibalism, Abe didn't know it at the time but that was a mistake. The beast lurked among man and killed them during the night, flooding streets with his poison and consuming those foolish enough to stay outside. Eventually he'd run everyone from the city and kill those stubborn few who remained.
Time went by and something started to change, ghul aren't supposed to age! No, he wasn't really aging. He was rotting. Abe's indulgence in cannibalism lead to a degenerative disease known as kufu, it rotted away his brain in chunks and left him insane and effectively undead. Without his mind functioning properly he was lost to the sands of time, becoming a legend and then myth, eventually becoming a campfire tale. Modern times rolled along and Abe found his way from the deserts and into modern society, this was a terrifying change for the delirious and mad man who had never experienced these kinds of weapons. Guns had replaced bows and swords, leaving the ghul confused and scared of these new and dangerous magics.
Abe returned to the desert, much preferring the monotony to deadly magics. He may be a monster, but death is terrifying even moreso to the deathless.
Age: 2,650 (And he looks it too.)
Gender: Male
Race: Ghul (A kind of demonic djinn.)
Random descriptors:
Eye color- Years of exposure have left his eyes a deep mottled grey-black in color. Like granite covered in a fine sheen of clay dust.
Hair- Centuries gone by and all that's left are a few loose strands dangling on the right side of his head. While barely noticeable, they're an ashy-brown.
Skin color- Like ancient beef jerky covered in wet sand.
Height- Abe stands at only 5'4" (Roughly 1.6 m)
Weight- Drastically underweight, he weighs 98lbs. (Roughly 55kg)
Clothing- A loose fitting and yellowed robe that he hasn't taken off in almost 400 years. This.
Character Tier: Intermediate.
Character Type: Critical Character- Tournament Participant.
Physical Description: What was once a normal genie has rotted into a completely inhuman form. Bearing little semblance to a normal man Abe is a monster. Thousands of years gone by on a beast which cannot die. The skin rotted and dried until he mummified in the sun and sand, Abe's appearance is frequently referred to as 'Mummy-like' and 'Similar to beef jerky.' The skin clings to his bones and what organs he has left stay tightly packed, save for his distended gut. From his lipless mouth you can see two rows of teeth lining his grey gums, like a shark but with human teeth. Through those teeth seethes a foul brown gas, every breath sends the fog out with a small puff.
Personality Description: Cannibalism leads to side effects, side effects like Kufu. Kufu degenerates your brain and leaves holes in it like a sponge, well, Abe suffers from Kufu. The degeneration is severe and causes him to flip-flop on a hair trigger between monster and man. A slight emotional trigger, a wayward word, maybe even a stumped toe. And suddenly Abe is incapable of rational thought, leaving him a violent and heartless beast. While he may slip to and from being able to speak and being unable, while he is relatively sane he is a sarcastic and sometimes even clever individual.
Skills, powers and abilities:
+The Ghul's touch: Though his body has wilted and aged, his fists and feet are still as strong as ever. The ancient magics of the Genie race still flow through his dry veins, his strength is phenomenal. A thin coat of these magics lays across the skin of his hands and feet, making his every assault faster and stronger than it could possibly be with his body type. Like many genie before him his magic may have limits, but he's still a terrifying presence.
+Acid pool: The djinn magic works in strange ways, while some genies may have similar powers no two are exactly the same. Abe is no exception to this rule and while he's unable to grant wishes, he still has the genie's magic. Deep within his body where your stomach may lie, Abe's gut is filled with a slimy organ that constantly pumps acid into itself. Distending and inflating like a morbid water balloon. The acids within burn and pump a toxic gas upwards into his lungs, where he can breathe it out at will. From his mouth he can loose this vile brown concoction at pressures rivaling that of a fireman's hose. Again, these acids are magical in nature. While not immediately toxic or caustic, they are more dangerous over long periods of time. Making extended fights with Abe costly and nearly always fatal. The acids burn through fabrics, metals, stone and other non-organic materials faster than organic materials. Upon skin contact the acid burns like touching a stove but instead of burning through it sticks to your flesh and gradually eats away at you. The brown fog that he billows from his mouth is not fatal by any means, but it is made from the same stuff as his acid. It clings to the inside of your lungs and burns like you could not imagine. Now, like all good things, there has to be a limit somewhere. Well, you would be right. His limit is 75 uses for poison breath, and 25 uses for acid spray.
+Blinding speed: With the ghul's touch on his hands and feet one would think that he's dangerous enough, but no. The mystic forces on his feet propel him forward at alarming speeds, more thrice that of an Olympic runner at 89 mph. He's surprisingly dexterous and can cross any battlefield in a matter of moments. Able to jump and climb like a monkey on cocaine he'll dominate the battlefield if you don't watch out. Oh, and you know that acid spray? If he liquefies the ground, he'll turn any battle into a roller derby. So watch your back, and keep a close eye on Abe.
Character Equipment:
+Aged and yellowed silken garb, it's a robe that he's worn for a very very long time. There are no magical qualities to it, it's just an old silk robe. Expert craftsmanship though, it has very few holes in it after such a long time. Only the legs and sleeves are frayed from time and movement.
+A seven foot long partisan spear crafted from a branch of oak and a blade of bronze. There are no magical qualities to it whatsoever, it's just a very effective tool. Slightly flexible with two inch hooks on both sides of the blade. Found in a sand dune with a skeletal hand still clinging to it, the flag of some dead nation hanging limply on it. Abe tore away the flag and took it for his own during his wandering days.
Character History:
Born in the time before the one known as Christ, Abe is a ghul. A race born before man, the ghul were powerful humanoids who were born from the depths of hell and left on the earth to live out the rest of their eternity. Many were slain as time went by, but a few still remain. Unfortunately, Abe is one of them. No, Abe isn't special in any way. Nor is he extraordinary among his people, in fact, as time went by he kinda fucked up. Indulging in sick fantasies such as cannibalism, Abe didn't know it at the time but that was a mistake. The beast lurked among man and killed them during the night, flooding streets with his poison and consuming those foolish enough to stay outside. Eventually he'd run everyone from the city and kill those stubborn few who remained.
Time went by and something started to change, ghul aren't supposed to age! No, he wasn't really aging. He was rotting. Abe's indulgence in cannibalism lead to a degenerative disease known as kufu, it rotted away his brain in chunks and left him insane and effectively undead. Without his mind functioning properly he was lost to the sands of time, becoming a legend and then myth, eventually becoming a campfire tale. Modern times rolled along and Abe found his way from the deserts and into modern society, this was a terrifying change for the delirious and mad man who had never experienced these kinds of weapons. Guns had replaced bows and swords, leaving the ghul confused and scared of these new and dangerous magics.
Abe returned to the desert, much preferring the monotony to deadly magics. He may be a monster, but death is terrifying even moreso to the deathless.
Just browsing through the threads, spotted this CS.
Had to stop and just stare at it for a moment.
Had to stop and just stare at it for a moment.
Oh yes.
Oh spectacular show.
Fantastic in every way.
I'll have my character sheet up momentarily.
I can finally play without usual restrictions, and that gives me the widest and most sinister smile.
Oh yes, oh yes it does.
Oh spectacular show.
Fantastic in every way.
I'll have my character sheet up momentarily.
I can finally play without usual restrictions, and that gives me the widest and most sinister smile.
Oh yes, oh yes it does.
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Forum: General Interest Checks
Actually, and I hate to say this, I kinda lost the file where I was keeping all the writings about the RP. And how the story would go, and that was almost 7 hours of writing.
So I'm gonna put this RP on hold for now, and at a later date. After I get the motivation to write it again, I'll post it up.
;~; 7 hours of writing lost.
So I'm gonna put this RP on hold for now, and at a later date. After I get the motivation to write it again, I'll post it up.
;~; 7 hours of writing lost.
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