@ScreenAcne Excellent news, my mind is abound with ideas. I think I might make a creatures page on my character sheet so I can keep track of what's been done.
Silecatus is a nimble figure with the body of a female human. Her frame is fragile as she is not one of physical strength. She stands tall however, just over seven feet while her smooth grey skin is akin to porcelain in texture, and shows no imperfections. Her nature is reflected upon her face, impassive and without features, while her horns are symbol of her will- Strong and absolute. Silecatus speaks and sees from her mind. Her voice is a soft breeze full of sweet nothings or a mighty tempest full of rage. On the rare occasion that she would be dressed, her choice would be that of a long, draping white gown etched with a myriad of patterns.
Any mortal creature with a weak mind who happened to chance upon her, would find themselves drawn to her. Her whispers soft and inviting and slowly, like a spider, she would ensnare them with her honeyed words till they became food for her children. Such is the way of a monster.
Personality -
Silacetus is a creature of nature, twisted by beauty of her own desires. Such beauty is seldom known to others, for not every creature can be a mother. The aches and pains of such entitlement are only known to such a precious few. Little ones are the ultimate pinnacle of a union between partners, to be treated with love and care till the end of days. A mother only asks for affection from her offspring in return, what would be better than that?
If such affection can not be received then only pain awaits, endlessly without abandon. Silacetus only craves children who will listen, who only care about what can serve her to fulfillment. She can be kind and caring, or destructive and cruel in a moments notice. She desires more for herself and to a lesser extent, her children. She has little qualms about what is right and wrong in the world, she simply exists to fulfill her own goals and desires, no matter what the cost is.
Powers List
Silectus is a mother to her core, but not to man that ploughs the fields, or the beasts who walk the land, nor to the creatures of the water. She is a mother to monsters. Her children are the ones who prey in the darkness of the night, of long forgotten places and in the nightmares of man. She can create any type of creature, whether small or large, with tusks or fangs, claws or hooves and imbue them with precious life. They are hers by right, she brought them into the world, and she can surely take them out. Her limitations are time, the smaller a creature is the quicker she can create it but the larger one is, the longer it will take. Such creatures can also turn on her albeit rarely, or follow a different god entirely if influenced. She also requires a dark place to work, away from the prying eyes of the sun.
Stats
Mortal Affairs: +4
Influence: +2
Power: +4
4: Killing single mortals with a thought is easy. Combusting a man by looking at him? making fungus slowly grow in his lungs by willing it? Giving someone a moderate mental illness? all with just the will? Yes. Making monsters relating to your power is easy, sometimes you do it accidentally.
If you already could make creatures: you may, without even meaning to, make sentient, humanoid complex creatures with certain personality traits already engrained. Desinging monsters up to 20 feet high now is an days job. True complexity escapes you still, but you could easily copy another creatures features and add it to your current project. It may take a couple of days: cases may vary.
Powerful, but subtlety escapes you. Your power re actively just goes for the worst damage it can inflict, or most beneficial if you don't take time to delicately focus it.
BEASTLY NATURE
Whenever a monstrous sentient race appears, you have a 50% chance to immediately gain one as an mortal agent. If their race dies or hunted to near extinction then you lose this agent.
WE ALL HAVE FAVORITES
Your creations instinctively know who your mortal agents are. Mortal Agents who reach AVATAR, FANATIC, or PROPHET levels can telepathically communicate and command your creations at will. Allowing them to be feilded together in events.
COMPULSIVE THEOCRACY
The more dominant your creation become, the more well known and wide spread will your religion become. Specifically due to your imagery and religion warding them off from sentient prey. At EXTREME levels of population, they give the native populace a bonus to their defense...if they favor you.
DIVERSITY
The more diverse the race of a sentient populaces is, the higher your mortal agent recruitment is. You gain a tiny chance to get HYBRIDS races as your agents, whom will have random beneficial traits.
The Lesser God Who Does Not Exist- No relations. Doesn't even know they exist.
Zhystkrexas, the Corrupter- With or without him, Silecatus knows that he is a threat to the well being of the universe. And to her grand plans, but she admires him regardless. A true monster after her own heart, and one she would make a deal with if only for her advantage.
Merlí- Doesn't know much about him to have any sort of relation.
Kozo- A creature apart from herself, full of love and compassion that alludes her understanding. Love is to be loved, to be cherished by those lesser then you. Compassion is only mercy or to gain power over another. Regardless, Silcatus only sees Kozo as lesser then herself, a child of sorts with the mentality of a pet.
Feh'Orah- A God she cares nothing for. His wants and needs involve humans, creatures she only sees as a food source and to a minor extant, a tool. She would rather flood the world the her monsters, simply to deny him the pleasure of interacting with mortals after his own heart.
Silecatus is a nimble figure with the body of a female human. Her frame is fragile as she is not one of physical strength. She stands tall however, just over seven feet while her smooth grey skin is akin to porcelain in texture, and shows no imperfections. Her nature is reflected upon her face, impassive and without features, while her horns are symbol of her will- Strong and absolute. Silecatus speaks and sees from her mind. Her voice is a soft breeze full of sweet nothings or a mighty tempest full of rage. On the rare occasion that she would be dressed, her choice would be that of a long, draping white gown etched with a myriad of patterns.
Any mortal creature with a weak mind who happened to chance upon her, would find themselves drawn to her. Her whispers soft and inviting and slowly, like a spider, she would ensnare them with her honeyed words till they became food for her children. Such is the way of a monster.
Personality -
Silacetus is a creature of nature, twisted by beauty of her own desires. Such beauty is seldom known to others, for not every creature can be a mother. The aches and pains of such entitlement are only known to such a precious few. Little ones are the ultimate pinnacle of a union between partners, to be treated with love and care till the end of days. A mother only asks for affection from her offspring in return, what would be better than that?
If such affection can not be received then only pain awaits, endlessly without abandon. Silacetus only craves children who will listen, who only care about what can serve her to fulfillment. She can be kind and caring, or destructive and cruel in a moments notice. She desires more for herself and to a lesser extent, her children. She has little qualms about what is right and wrong in the world, she simply exists to fulfill her own goals and desires, no matter what the cost is.
Powers List
Silectus is a mother to her core, but not to man that ploughs the fields, or the beasts who walk the land, nor to the creatures of the water. She is a mother to monsters. Her children are the ones who prey in the darkness of the night, of long forgotten places and in the nightmares of man. She can create any type of creature, whether small or large, with tusks or fangs, claws or hooves and imbue them with precious life. They are hers by right, she brought them into the world, and she can surely take them out. Her limitations are time, the smaller a creature is the quicker she can create it but the larger one is, the longer it will take. Such creatures can also turn on her albeit rarely, or follow a different god entirely if influenced. She also requires a dark place to work, away from the prying eyes of the sun.
Mason is Caucasian, with distant ancestry from Norway. He only stands about 5'10" and he seems to have already stopped growing in height. He has a lean build, very skinny with only a little bit of muscle. He talks in a Midwestern accent. His complexion is very pale. No super suit.
-✶ IN DEPTH ✶
personality
Mason is an easy going sort of guy. He doesn't care much for a lot things, but when he does care for something he shows a fierce determination for it. He is like any other sixteen year old, immature and full of hormones. He does a lot of things without thinking and usually finds himself regretting those decisions shortly after. He is not good at speaking to girls, unless he has had history with them. He treats his friends with the respect and loyalty they deserve, at least before the virus hit.
After that monster hit, Mason knew things would never go back to being normal. He lost family to that virus, he grieved but his grief only caused more pain. So he turned inward, shutting himself out from others, always afraid of what he could do to them at a moments notice. He struggles reigning in his emotions, at any moment he could break down but he tries to be strong not for himself, but for others. As such, nowadays he tries very hard never to feel a negative emotion. Some might see his behavior as a grieving mechanism but Mason knows the truth. If he gives in to his anger or grief, only pain will follow. And loosing control, terrifies him.
Superpower
Disintegration
The Pros- Anything that Mason touches can be made undone. It doesn't work on himself.
The Cons- He is terrified of such power, and cannot control it when he is emotionally unstable. He has to be calm to even be able to focus, if he is not then problems will arise. Small objects require less of his energy, while larger objects require most of his energy. Enormous objects would probably kill him. Be it objects, plants, or even animals, anything he touches simply turns to ash.
Disintegration Wave
The Pros- None
The Cons- This only occurs when Mason feels a very strong, negative emotional response to a situation. Whether it be hate, anger, or grief. From his body erupts a wave of disintegration that cares not for what is in its path. After this Mason would collapse unconscious and probably wouldn't awake for days. The difference between this and Mason touching an enormous object, is that Mason would choose to do that(or he would accidentally do it be accident, which would suck). The wave is not his choice, he can't control it, therefore it only takes enough out of him without killing him.
Note- Later on he will be able to better control his power, but it will take a lot of soul searching.
backstory
Mason James Otis was born in the Southern Midwest of the United States as the youngest child. Growing up his life was relatively normal, he went to school, fought with his siblings, and had a good childhood. His large family eventually moved to New York when he was but ten years of age. He quickly found himself to be the 'newkid' on the block. But since he wasn't that abnormal, within a couple years he found himself not being completely bullied, and he even had a friend group of pretty cool people. Some of those friends drifted apart, and new ones came along but a constant in his life were his siblings. There was Henry, a year older then him and a sports enthusiast. Jamie, three years older then him and one of academic brains of the family. And Bridget, who was five years older then him and one of the popular girls at high school.
By the time Mason turned sixteen and was a sophomore at Midwood, Jamie and Bridget had already graduated and in local community colleges, while Henry was just a Junior ahead of him. Both his parents provided good income and had a nice house in the suburbs. Then the Barracuda Virus arrived, changing his normal life upside down.
It started when they found her body, Miranda Shifflett, the Prom Queen that all the boys wanted. They found her dead, then people began to contract some sort of virus, then die. His parents tightened their grip on the family. No one went to school and they could barely leave the house. Eventually his parents began to constantly argue about leaving as the death toll began to rise, but they didn't really have a place to go.
Then it happened, In September, Henry contracted the virus and after being rushed to the hospital there wasn't much they could do for him. He died slowly and Mason could not bare to leave his brothers side, even if it was through glass. When he did pass, Mason felt empty inside, his brother gone just like that. He collapsed in the hospital the very same day, for the virus had founds its way to him as well. The rest of September into October was a blur, all he remembered was tests and blood, tests and blood, it seemed everyday. It seemed he would be one the lucky ones to live, when so many others had died. It wasn't fair, he should have died, Henry should have lived.
When he was finally able to go home at the start of November, Mason walked into the room he had shared with Henry. He looked at his brothers things, and began to cry. They had burned Henry's body, the Otis family didn't even get a proper funeral for him. He wasn't able to mourn for his brother when the virus took over, and now it was all flooding out of him like a torrent of rain. The room began to crackle around him, and he felt something inside of him explode and the world went black.
He awoke days later in the hospital again, with several cuts and large bruises all of his body. He was met with Jamie and Bridget, who began to cry when they saw him open his eyes, they looked awful. They didn't know how to tell him about the explosion at the house, about a faulty gas line and how Mom and Dad were gone. He didn't react, couldn't move himself to even blink. He remembered crying, something exploding from him, but there hadn't been any fire. Just ash. Realization dawned on him, had it been him? But how? He stifled back his tears at he looked at his sisters, they were alone now. They were all he had left. He opened his arms, and the Otis family embraced each other.
✶ THE SURFACE ✶-
extracurricular activities
He is an avid gamer, writer, youtube watcher, and fantasy reader. He doesn't do any sports or other school activities.
supporting cast
Bridget Otis | Older Sister by five years. Jamie Otis | Older Sister by three years.
@dabombjk You can be a demigod for pretty much any God listed, with that players permission of course. Or you can make up your own demigod with a God who isn't being played by a character. You would just play the demigod. Take my character Kayla for example, her mother is the Goddess of Mercy but she is not playable.
Here we are, I probably did something wrong so any help would be appreciated or any critiques. @ScreenAcne By the way, wasn't really sure on the whole powers setup, from what I gathered if I just have one ability then my power stat will only effect that one right? I'd get a +3?
Essential - (N)
Appearance -
'A Mother's touch is a precious thing.'
Personality -
Silacetus is a creature of nature, twisted by beauty of her own desires. Such beauty is seldom known to others, for not every creature can be a mother. The aches and pains of such entitlement are only known to such a precious few. Little ones are the ultimate pinnacle of a union between partners, to be treated with love and care till the end of days. A mother only asks for affection from her offspring in return, what would be better than that?
If such affection can not be received then only pain awaits, endlessly without abandon. Silacetus only craves children who will listen, who only care about what can serve her to fulfillment. She can be kind and caring, or destructive and cruel in a moments notice. She desires more for herself and to a lesser extent, her children. She has little qualms about what is right and wrong in the world, she simply exists to fulfill her own goals and desires, no matter what the cost is.
Powers List
Silectus is a mother to her core, but not to man that ploughs the fields, or the beasts who walk the land, nor to the creatures of the water. She is a mother to monsters. Her children are the ones who prey in the darkness of the night, of long forgotten places and in the nightmares of man. She can create any type of creature, whether small or large, with tusks or fangs, claws or hooves and imbue them with precious life. They are hers by right, she brought them into the world, and she can surely take them out. Her limitations are time, the smaller a creature is the quicker she can create it but the larger one is, the longer it will taker her. Such creatures can also turn on her rarely, or follow a different god entirely if influenced. She requires a dark place to work, away from the prying eyes of the sun.