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Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

"Man this place smells likes shit!" Madison exclaimed as she walked into a pub catching a few looks from the patrons. She casually ignored the glares and hopped onto a bar stool, she was delighted to find that it was one of the floor fitted stools that had the spinning tops. She took a few moments to spin around a couple of times giggling all the while, after a couple of second the bartender let out a sigh. "Is there something I can do for you lady?" The rather gruff looking man said with a slightly irritated tone.

"Yes there is! I need one drink please! The cheaper the better!" The bartender cave a reluctant nod and went about getting a beer. While he did this Madison fished around in her pockets, making sure her kitchen knife didn't slide out of its little holster. She then emptied the contents of her pocket onto the bar and started digging, mumbling to herself as she did. "Oh how did that get there, cheeky little guy." She said as she slipped what seemed to be a spider that'd had it's legs removed. "Ok so that's one dollar, two, three..." Madison's voice trailed off as she continued pulling notes and a coin or two out of this mess of lint that used to be in her pocket. After piling up some money she gathered up the remaining fluff and strings, shoving them pack into her pocket with the legless spider.

She gathered up her money up while smiling at the bartender. He slid her the drink, "that'll be five dollars." Maddy went to hand the bartender the money when a gentleman sat down on the stool next to her. "Put that one on my tab would ya chief." The bartender simply nodded and went off to serve someone else. Maddy tilted her head at the gentleman as she slowly slid her cash back into her pocket. The man wasn't that bad looking if she were being honest, though he still wasn't the kind of meat that got her excited, though he did look like a screamer so there was that. Madison decided she might humor this guy for a little bit, free drinks were always nice."What brings a pretty thing like yourself here?"

Maddy took a moment to drink. Her face contorted at the taste, she then leaned forward a little and whispered. "Not this piss water that's for sure." Maddy then took another swig, her face screwing up again. "Oh so what then? You come here looking for a good time?" Maddy's eyes lit up and she nodded furiously. "Well then. I might be able to help ya." Maddy gasped in excitement. "Awesome!" Maddy shot up from her chair leaving the half empty beer on the bar.

The gentleman grinned and got off his stool. "You're a keen one! C'mon lets take this somewhere a little private." The gentleman gestured towards the door waiting for Madison to start walking first before following her out of the bar. "Just around here, can't been seen having fun in public. That'd get us in trouble." Maddy nodded. "Too true. The name's M-" Before she could finish the man raised his hand. "Don't you worry about names. We're not getting married or anything. Just having a little fun." Maddy covered her mouth and nodded. "Ok no names."

Maddy followed the gentleman around into a alleyway, and as far as alleys went this one didn't smell that bad. In fact the stench was a little endearing. "So, where do we start?" the gentleman asked, getting in real close and gently sliding a hand behind Madison's head. "The stomach." The gentleman tilted his head slightly puzzled by Maddy's response. "The stoma-c-c-" Looking down the gentleman found a large kitchen knife had been crammed part way into his stomach. Before he could even react Madison had pushed him back, making him stagger and fall into his back. Blood already staining his shirt. "What the f---" Madison delivered a quick kick to the mans head silencing him, while still keeping him conscious. "What? Isn't this what you meant by FUN?" Maddy plunged the knife into the mans calf as she said the word 'fun', drawing a damp yelp from the man blood already making it hard for him for him to vocalize.

"Aww I thought you were gunna be a screamer... How disappointing..." With another forceful kick to the head the man was out cold. With a sigh Madison took her bag off and shifted into her breaker form, her body turning to a black mist. She made sure to limit the range of her miasma to half a foot around her body. She then turned an arm into a whip like tendril that she coiled around the mans throat, with a quick jerk she snapped the mans neck and lifted him off the ground. She then dumped the corpse into a nearby dumpster and picked up her bag, shifting out of her breaker form as she slid the bag onto her back. "Man that was boring. I gotta find a better way to have fun... Mooks just cut it anymore..." Madison groaned and headed off further down the alleyway. Humming as she went.

My 'Hero' Academia - Devil's Due

It looked like her plan had worked the kid got easily angered, throwing out more profanity before charging at her. She readied herself to react when suddenly the shielder tackled the boy from the side sending him tumbling to the ground. This just got a lot easier. Aya bolted towards the boy, the pain from the nasty cuts on her chest making her hiss in pain. Aya jumped onto Morri quickly sifting her hands into his fur looking for skin to touch, though getting to it before Morri reacts however is probably unlikely. Aya was also starting to feel the blood staining her clothes and knew she wouldn't be able to keep this fight going much longer.

If she's not thrown off or otherwise stopped from touching Morri's skin she would instantly kick her quirk into effect, making the boys muscles go limp.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Spoopy

Name: Madison Evans

Alias: Mire

Age: 24

Alignment: Villain

Loyalty: Independent

Appearance: Madison is much scarier than she looks. Her unimposing height of 5’2 and smooth light brown skin is quite the opposite of what you would expect from a savage such as Madison. Her muddy green eyes are so dark they almost come off as a brown. Under her eyes an on the bridge of her nose are a few freckles. Madison also has a veritable mane of thick brown hair running running down past her shoulders.

As for her build, Madison is a small girl not having any hidden muscle or anything like that. She’s no athlete but she’s not unfit either, she’s just average really.

History:
Madison had a less than happy childhood, dad leaving when she was 7 wasn’t the best experience. That alone basically derailed her entire life, and to this day she still has no idea why he left or where he's, all she knows is that her mother blames her for it.

While the first few years without dad were sad and a little empty, things eased up when she was around 12. This was when she’d started making friends in school and was able to cook herself tasty meals while mum was away. Though mum wasn’t always out working and had started drinking when Madison started high school.

Madison was again without friends as she’d just changed schools, so she wasn’t in as good a place as before. But that was fine, Madison knew she’d be able to make friends again, it wasn’t that hard last time. Unfortunately her mother had other plans, it was late and Madison was getting herself ready for bed, when her mother came home, obviously very drunk. And it was this night that Madison learnt how her mother actually felt about her father leaving.

Her mother roared and screamed at Madison about how it was her fault that he left, and it was her fault that no other men wanted to be with her. That her being there made men afraid because they didn’t want to deal with a child that wasn’t theirs. While these words hurt Madison greatly they were just the tip of the iceberg as her mother dragged her down into the basement.

Madison was locked in there for at least half an hour as her mother continued to rage on upstairs. The light switch for the basement wasn’t in the actual basement, so all of Madison’s searching lead to nothing. And when the light finally returned her mother stood there crying. She rushed down the stair scooping up Madison and holding her tight, apologizing for the horrible words and for locking her in the basement. And the first few times Madison believed her, but after the fifth time she’d been locked down there her mother's words were empty.

It’d been a month or two since the trips to the basement had started, but Madison was still terrified each time she was locked there, the nothingness was so scary she would simply close her eyes and sing to herself quietly, in hopes she’d find some way out of this hell hole.

But this night was different, Madison had gotten used to the amount of time that her mother would normally take to calm down, most of the time she could also hear her mother romping around above her. But this time it was silent, she heard her singing waver as panic started to build inside her. Though she kept herself calm with the promise that her mother was coming back, she was just taking longer this time. But after many more hours of waiting Madison began to break. She stood up and tried to navigate the pitch black space, but the complete lack of light led to her bumping into walls and walking through cobwebs. Madison started to scream for help, but her cries fell on deaf ears. She continued yelling until her voice got hoarse, stumbling to the floor and bashing her head on the floor. She was trapped in this room, no way out and nowhere to go, moving around was a danger and huger was creeping in. She’d been abandoned in this place, left to die in the basement by her own mother. She triggered.

After her trigger Madison became a lot more. Complicated. And she found it practically impossible to work and live under normal conditions. It was very hard to hold down a job when you when you are as unstable as Madison. Though Madison has been able to take the odd job from illegal sources. Which leads into the now, as she’s been at the whole lone wolf thing for many years now and is looking to see what a long term partnership might be like. Maybe she’d finally have a roof over her head, or one of them fancy gaming consoles.

Personality

Motivations: Everything Madison does is for her own enjoyment. She just wants to be happy and free.

Sexuality: If caught in the right mood. Anything that moves.

Likes:

• Violence.
• Playing games.
• A good meal.
• The dark.
• Sweet foods.
• Caramel slices.
• Humming/Singing.
• Most animals, especially dogs.

Dislikes:

• Being trapped/restrained.
• Being bored.
• People not being grateful.
• The dark.
• Pigeons.
• People hearing her singing.

Derangement: Madison’s derangement makes her unpredictable, highly volatile and extremely dangerous. This is evident by her disregard for human life and erratic behavior. When around her it’s impossible to tell if she’s going to flirt with you or play soccer with your still beating heart. Though this unpredictable nature is lost the moment she enters her breaker form, at which point she becomes a predator. While you would have the benefit of knowing what the heck she was thinking now, her thoughts would most likely be on your demise, be it swift or prolonged.

Parahumanism

Skills: Singer- Madison has a naturally good singing voice that she’s nurtured during the many hours she spent locked away, though she isn’t that forthcoming to people hearing her singing. Prefers to sing tunes in private.

Cooker- Madison learnt to cook when she was very young, she couldn’t rely on mother being there to feed her so she had to adapt. And after years of this she became a pretty good cook, having a good range of foods she can make. Anything from fried rice to steak roast.

Stabber- After her trigger started to carry a knife with her on the regular. She’s figured out all the best places to stab for all sorts of things. Like the biggest bleedy points, or where it hurts most.

Survival(er)- Having to live on the move is something Madison has come to accept and has adapted accordingly. She knows what good things to scavenge from bins, and what things she’s better off just stealing. And if it’s worthwhile maybe accepting some work and getting a bit of money in. Because it didn’t hurt to have some money.

Classification: Breaker sub Shaker | Stranger

Breaker from

Details:
She enters her Breaker state, becoming a creature of a dark black gas. She is constantly emitting a thick black mist, filling the immediate area. She can change how much area the mist tries to fill, be it spreading the mist out to fill a large area of making it a simple cloak over her entire body. The mist is like liquid to Mire allowing her to move through the mist as if floating in water, but she can't actually fly. The gas that makes up her body is semi solid, almost like gelatin in consistency, while the mist she expels is slightly thinner and spreads at a moderate pace outward from her person. Anyone inside the mist, or in contact with it, has their senses affected.

They start to smell things that elicit fear or dread like blood or foul odors, they hear sounds that trick them into going places or attacking nothing. They can feel random touches all over their bodies. But nothing is physically happening to them.

Mire is able to move through the gas unimpeded and see clearly as if nothing were there, but she is aware of how far her mist has spread. Leaving the gas will lift the effects after a duration of time based on how long you were affected, up to five minutes. Being in the gas that long will have the effects linger for an extra minute.

Mire’s can condense her body to become more or less solid, to the point where bullets either pass through her harmlessly or simply bounce off her. She is also able to shift her body's shape, being able to do things like turning her fingers to blade like claws to increasing her size and taking a bestial form, but this ability does have its limits.

Limitations:
The gas can only spread 3 meters above the ground and ten meters in away from her, after that it starts to flow back to her body.

Her shape changing abilities cannot replicate advanced mechanical workings, only able to shift to basic things like claws, spines, whips and other animalistic shapes. And the maximum size she can take is determined by how far her mist has spread, being a few extra inches as soon as she changes form to being many meters long and tall when her mist has spread to its maximum.

Equipment:
Knife- Madison carries a massive 7 inch long kitchen knife with her at all times, you never know when you might need to stab something. And a blade this big stabs pretty good.

Clothes- Madison does indeed wear clothing.

Backpack- Madison has a sturdy school backpack she uses to carry around anything she picks up, be it lunch from the supermarket or a cute shirt she stole off someone.

Uncharted Isle. (A Monster Hunter RP)

@Jett Ryu Alright so I've just finished monster hunter stories and I gotta say I had a wonderful time. That being said I am willing to make riders playable in this game, but I also see that you've made a riders game yourself. So if you're still interested on playing a rider in this game then let me know. I'll just have to make the rider CS and a little bit of info on them in the google doc.

Uncharted Isle. (A Monster Hunter RP)

Alright that's good to hear. I look forward to seeing the characters you come up with.

Uncharted Isle. (A Monster Hunter RP)

Sorry I forgot to @ you @Jett Ryu

Also I do recommend you join the discord, though you don't have to.

Uncharted Isle. (A Monster Hunter RP)

I'll not be including riders in this game. At least not the riders that use kinship stones to ride baby monsters. That being said, in this RP you will be able to tame and ride adult monsters. Though some creatures are unnameable such as Rajang, Deviljho and Tigrex.

Uncharted Isle. (A Monster Hunter RP)

Sounds great welcome to the island!

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Verum Autem Ex

Hogan looked up as Arthur addressed him, he was talking about the time? What was Hogan supposed to know about that, the only important time is feeding time. Hogan simply let out a low rumble in response to Arthur. Hogan then looked away and opened up his mouth to vent out some heat, a hiss escaped his mouth as he let out heat he'd a acquired from being cooped-up in the van. He listened as Arthur ran through the places they could go, some of them sounded nice like the Hillwood garden thing. Then Arthur said how he wanted to give Hogan some time to enjoy himself on this Roosevelt island, and it sounded like a good enough place. Islands had water around them which meant Hogan could have a nice swim.

Hogan let out what could be interpreted as a happy gargle, or a worried one, well honestly is just sounded like a gargle. Though Hogan's little gargling noise stopped when he felt the van start to move, he then slowly closed his mouth and shifted a little in the back of the van. He hoped Roosevelt island was close.

Unfortunately the midday traffic made the trip much longer than Hogan would've liked, and he was considering trying to bust out of the van but that would make a lot of annoying problems. And he'd have to deal with those problems while feeling sick and that was just a horrible thought. By the time they'd reached the parking lot Hogan was looking a little more green than usual and had his head tilted to the side, his mouth open slightly. His murky yellow eyes looked up at Arthur as the man spoke. Normally he'd protest to something like performing tricks or pretending to be trained. Mostly because he wasn't trained and was too lazy to do tricks. But he was honestly feeling too sick to make a fuss and just slowly nodded then dragged his butt out of the van, plopping onto ground in a massive scaly heap.

Uncharted Isle. (A Monster Hunter RP)

NPCs.

Chef

Chef: Name: Simon
Race: Felyne
Age: 7
Gender: Male
Appearance: Simon is a fairly average looking felyne fur pattern wise, though his ginger colouring sets him apart from a fair few other felynes. Contrasting his fur are his bright blue eyes. He stands at 3’2 and weighs around 24 kilograms.

Personality: Simon is a worrywart when it comes to people leaving the safety of the camp, and encourages people to go on adventures on a full stomach. He couldn’t think of anything worse than feeling hungry when out in the field. He also loves to throw feasts when he’s given the permission to. He honestly just finds joy in feeding people, especially hungry ones.

Head blacksmith

Head smithy: Name: Clara Thorn
Race: Human
Age: 30
Appearance: Clara is a well built woman weighing 70 kilograms. Sporting a rough looking face that really shows how long she’s been working as a smithy. She keeps her black hair tied back as to not cover her eyes or get burnt off as she works. Her eyes are a muddy brown. She’s tall standing at 5’9.

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Personality: Clara is as tough as the metals she works, and as mean as the weapons she forges. She’s a fan of people knowing what they want and is quickly annoyed by people who are indecisive. She also hates the cold, can’t stand it. Mostly because it makes her shiver and show signs of weakness that she can’t hide.

Assistant blacksmith

Smithy’s assistant: Name: Harris Crone
Race: Human
Age: 46
Appearance: Harris is a stocky man weighing in at 83 kilograms and standing at 5’8. He’s got pretty light blue eyes on an otherwise gruff looking face, having a thick white mustache and beard.

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Personality: Harris is a warm welcoming man who enjoys his work. He is a very patient person though he does have his limits. He’ll be sure to tell you off if you’re careless and damage your equipment, then he’ll happily repair it for you. There is little Harris loves more than to sit down with a pint of ale while having a good laugh.

Trader

Trader: Name: Quilt
Race: Felyne
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Appearance: Quilt is a beautiful black felyne, like a miniature panther, her green eyes make only add to the likeness. She stands at a tiny 2’9 and weighs 21 kilograms, being a little bit smaller than your average felyne.

Personality: Quilt is a rather sly cat, always planning something. She’s a little cheeky and likes it when people are embarrassed. She also tries to work things so they favor her, a perfect quality for a trader. She’s also very lazy always snoozing around on or near something warm.

Fisherman

Fisherman: Name: Jack Cyrus
Race: Sea person
Age: 25
Appearance: Jack has the characteristic webbed hands and feet of your average sea person. He’s got hazel eyes and and a long head of brown hair on his head, along with a thin amount of facial hair. He’s not that tall only standing at 5’6 but he has a well toned body weighing roughly 69 kilograms.

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Personality: Jack is a real go getter ready to dive into action at any time. Jack also has a deep respect for the sea and the monsters that inhabit it, knowing what such beasts are capable of. Jack tends to get a bit restless when he’s not gone out and caught some fish in a while, be it with a fishing pole or spear.

Head farmer

Head farmer: Name: Henry Plack
Race: Human
Age: 31
Appearance: Henry is a rather average looking fellow, his most defining feature being the large nose on his face. Aside from that his bark brown hair and hazel eyes make him a fairly brown individual. It doesn’t help that he gets covered in dirt all the time while he’s farming.

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Personality: Henry loves snakebees, he honestly can’t get enough of them. He loves watching them and looking after them. He adores the flavor of honey and can be caught eating it straight from the honeycomb on the regular.

Assistant farmer

Farmer’s assistant: Name: Fillie Averist
Race: Wyverian
Age: 23
Appearance: Fillie is a very short wyverian standing at a tiny 5 foot even a fact she’s not at all happy about. Though she’s hoping she’s got plenty more time to grow considering how much longer she’s got to live. This tiny height comes with an equally tiny weight of 40 kilograms. Aside from her size she also has short bright red hair and dark green eyes, along with the signature pointed ears and what not of the wyverian race.

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Personality: Fillie is a loyal and hard worker, always fired up and ready to get work done. That is until she gets hungry, then she will groan and complain constantly. Nagging to see when the next break is so she can stick some food into her face. And she does enjoy food, getting excited when big meals are on the table. She also loves animals, be it a giant monster or tiny bug, she loves them all.

Mining Foreman

Mining foreman: Name: Berillius Zyman
Race: Wyverian
Age: 121
Appearance: Berillius is a ruggedly handsome man sporting a messy mane of hair and some shot facial hair. His eyes are a bright cyan colour and are quite nice to look at. Berillius is leanly built but also rather tall standing 6’2 and weighing 82 kilograms.

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Personality: Berillius is a thoughtful and caring man who makes sure to look out for those around him. He also commends hard work, enjoying watching people give their all for something. Berillius is deathly afraid of giant bugs, most notably things like Konchu or the Nerscylla, and will do anything he can to stay away from them.

Researcher

Researcher: Name: Rebecca Boid
Race: Human
Age: 28
Appearance: Rebecca is a woman of average stature and build standing 5’5 and weighing 50 kilograms. She has beautiful long blond hair that goes down past her shoulders, while having a set of emerald green eyes that are quite enchanting.

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Personality: Rebecca gets stuck into her research, not liking to be disturbed while she works. While she’s a little awkward when it comes to people she’s not socially inept, though she does ramble on about her research sometimes. Even going so far as to demonstrate her findings in front of you.