Lemons

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@Inkarnate I mean...you created an entirely separate world. Apples to oranges.

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Hodamn, that's more people than I expected. Alright, I'll write up a CS. Expect it and the OOC sometime tonight. I originally intended people to come up with their own powers, but if y'all get behind it, I could assign them.

The Prophecy

Do want. Will begin immediately, as long as this is open.

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A spiritual successor to the dead RP ᴀᴘᴏᴛʜᴇᴏsɪs: __ɢᴇɴᴇsɪs.

There is a very definitive difference in Before and After when talking about traumatic events. You never thought you were special.

That is, until they came for you.

They came at night for most. All you knew about it was a flash of electrical light and a jolt of pain, then limpness and darkness. Days later, you awoke in a small cell. Some kind of laboratory-prison of a sort, you're not sure. All you know is that something is desperately wrong here. This isn't how anything was supposed to go.

That's when powers started to manifest. Little by little, bit by bit, something started to trickle into your awareness. Something you'd never noticed before. You aren't sure if it's because of this place, or if you've always been this way, but either way, something about you is most definitely exceptional. You aren't sure how long you were in that place. They ran tests on you; gave you pills, stuck you with needles. But then, one day, something happened. Again, you aren't sure what...but your cell was open. Cameras lolled on their posts. You managed, with some luck, to escape the facility, running off into the surrounding wilderness, accompanied by a few others, a ragtag group of escapees.

And so Before ended, and After began.

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The premise of this RP is fairly common; you're a young person, anywhere from twelve or so through about twenty-five, and you were captured by some suits and carted off to a laboratory where you were experimented on. While you were there, some exceptional talent developed. Perhaps you can manipulate energy now. Perhaps kinetic force bows to your will. Whatever happened, now you're free, having escaped under mysterious circumstances. You don't know, but you're pretty sure you're being chased.

So, anyone interested?

Iquenos: In Nomine Domini

Who's Lazulin played by? I've not seen him/her anywhere and I'm curious about the character.

Iquenos: In Nomine Domini

Isn't there only one Terra character?

Iquenos: In Nomine Domini

@BrokenPromise Tru, tru. The tsundere has to be balanced.

Iquenos: In Nomine Domini

@BrokenPromise

Hmm, I dunno. Etoile is pretty up there on the Waifu Scale.

Iquenos: In Nomine Domini

"...they may have wounded me, but they'll never get the best of better men...and I'll ride again."

Iquenos: In Nomine Domini

Etoile Lécuyer

Etoile

“You don't get anywhere in life without discipline. Anybody who says otherwise is a fool.”

N A M E

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Etoile Lécuyer

A G E

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O R I G I N

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Iquenos, specifically the nobility

V I S A G E

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Etoile is a slim, slight woman of perhaps 5'7", with little discernible musculature, that doesn't look much like a soldier. Indeed, the way she carries herself, you'd think she was the ruler of the world. Her back is always held erect and at attention, a side effect of her military training, and she walks with a crisp, snapping stride that escalates into a loud clacking sound whenever she walks on a hard surface, thanks to her hard-soled shoes. Her head of blonde hair is short-cut, falling just to the back of her neck in the back and framing a pair of narrow, calculating grey eyes in front. She is most often seen in her former military uniform; though it may be bad for escaping notice, she can't bear to let it go. It consists of a close-fitting shirt of dull blue and black trousers worn beneath a heavy mantle of white and gold. Because she's spent so long wearing it, when she isn't, she finds herself gravitating towards tight shirts and heavy cloaks.

P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S

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Calm. Collected. Unflappable. A gods-damned ice queen. These were just some of the descriptors used to describe Etoile by her subordinates in the past, and most are accurate. She is a cool-headed woman, always thinking through the consequences of any given course of events extensively before taking action. She is generally slow and methodical in her approach to problems, which has led to some problems with making quick calls in the past. She works best alone in a cool, dim room. Emphasis on the 'alone.' That's not to say she's antisocial. She simply has little patience for other people's concerns in regards to her ideas and strategies, usually dismissing them out of hand. If one is lucky enough to give her a piece of information or an idea that she deems worthy of her lofty standards, they usually receive nothing more than a curt nod and perhaps a stiff, formal "my gratitude."

Of course, everybody has another side to them, even the cold-hearted officer that is Etoile. Much of her stiff, formal, asocial behavior is prompted by a massive inferiority complex towards her elder brother, Edmund Lécuyer. She's struggled with this on and off throughout most of her life, and it is, in fact, what prompted her to go into the military at a young age to begin with. That leads into her final major personality trait: she's stubborn. Incredibly so. Trying to alter her form a course of action that she's decided upon is like trying to stop a charging bull with a piece of tissue paper.

L I F E E X P E R I E N C E S

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Etoile was on the path of conflict with the Ecclesiae and the rest of the Inquisitors from the moment she enlisted in their military. Of course, she didn't become an officer entirely on her own merits; though they were the majority of the reason, it certainly didn't hurt being of the Lécuyer noble family. As a fairly high-ranking member of the military when the final stand of the Magi aboard Eileithyia occurred, she became suspicious. Before then, she'd not paid them much mind; as a member of the Inquisitors, she'd been authorized to use magic in the service of Iquenos by the Ecclesiae, after all. But she'd known many of those magi for many years; due to her family, she'd had connections with many of the guilds, and she'd always found them perfectly normal, nice people, with the obvious exception of their magical abilities. Nothing heretical about them; many were, in fact, devout worshippers. So, she did the one thing that sealed her fate:

She started to dig.

Over the next decade, she would ascent in rank quite steadily and, more importantly, discover that there had never been any "dark magic" within the Nsiferum. And, inevitably, she was discovered. She was stripped of her title immediately, and sentenced to death for her heretical tendencies, and for conspiring against the Ecclesiae. Before her execution, though, she managed to slip her manacles with the addition of a well-applied gust of sharp, slicing wind, and escaped from the Church.

Now she roams the countryside, sleeping in places that she obviously finds distasteful and doing her best to stay ahead of the Inquisitors, her former colleagues, pursuing her, and those stationed in pretty much every town and village, which her prideful nature makes...difficult, especially on those occasions that she refuses to remove her immaculately-kept old uniform. It is largely due to pure dumb luck that she is still alive today.

E L E M E N T A L A F F I N I T Y

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Ventus.

A T T R I B U T E S

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Scholaris Magum - Etoile's proficiency with ventus-oriented magic comes from long, dedicated study. She is highly learned about the structure of magic, but because of her rigid nature and the educated nature of her magic, she finds it difficult to improvise, relying instead on a series of predefined spells. There are several, but those listed below are her most commonly used:

Acer Ventus: Etoile directs a narrow gust of slicing wind at any object she has direct line of sight on, though the effort to use it is increased with distance. Can cut through quite a few durable objects such as metal and stone.
Densus Ventus: Using this spell, Etoile can render air hyperdense, rendering it solid. Though it remains as such for no more than a minute or so, she can also manipulate it with her mind during this state. Used often for crossing gaps with bridges of air.
Gladius Ventus: Etoile enhances her sabre using a slight modification of the Acer Ventus spell, creating a lengthy Acer Ventus a centimetre or so directly in front of the blade, enhancing its cutting power.
Impulsus Ventus: Though it looks basic, this spell is deceptively difficult for Etoile to use. She holds out a hand and forces an immensely powerful blast of wind out of it, applying concussive force to anything in its path.

Swordsmanship - While nowhere near as skillful as most, Etoile can hold her own against an opponent that hasn't been formally trained due to her status as a military officer. She uses a slim, curved sabre, a family heirloom known as Vent de Trancheuse, when fighting is necessary.

Learned - As described above, Etoile gained her skill in magic through long study. However, her study was not limited to magic; she was expected to be both a noblewoman and an officer at the same time. Thus, while her street-smarts are debatable, she is highly intelligent and knows a great deal of natural science and logical reasoning, as well as being a bit of a literature buff by her own admission.

Prosthetic - Several years ago, she lost an arm during a military campaign gone wrong. Since then, her right arm has been replaced by an ether-powered prosthetic crafted of silver metal and engraved with the crest of house Lécuyer, rendering it quite durable and entirely immune to pain. However, it also draws attention very easily.

Strategic - As an officer in the military, Etoile became quite skillful in tactics and strategy. She is particularly skillful at deducing ambushes before they can occur, and at large troop movements.