@ihinka Enjoyable as always, luv. Those two are too cute.
Alright, everyone. I'm going to specifically ask one last time.
Do you have any plans or plot points you'd like to wrap up or work on during the timeskip? Because once the next Spectrum / Alex colab is posted about two weeks IC will have passed.
And from there, y'all are mine.
But don't worry too much. I'll start off real slow. Promise.
Name: Caesar Inu Epithet: The Wolf of the Blue Race: Human / Mink hybrid Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Caesar is unlike any other male Mink one might find in or outside their Homeland, and a large part of that is from his human father.
Caesar is fairly humanoid, even by Mink standards. At his head you'll find golden blond, neck length hair, while his fur is more of a dirty blond, and very fine across his body. His eyes shine out from all this light color as a deep, emerald green that twinkle with intelligence rarely shown. Furthermore, his face is very similar to a dog's, complete with a nose that's more like a snout, oversized canines, and perky ears that point up most of the time out of his golden hair.
Further down his body one will notice he's muscular, much more so than the average human would be. His hands have dark nails that are a little sharp and more pointed than a human's, as do his feet.
The other thing of note that one might notice first is that Caesar is always in shorts. No shirt, no shoes, unless he absolutely has to. These shorts have a hole in the back for his tail, which is normally curved up closer to his back than sticking out.
For measurements, Caesar stands at full height at 5'5", weighing only 130 pounds. This adds to his lean but muscular look, as there's not too much limb length compared to torso height.
Please view the image below for how his tail and ears would look.
Position: Fighter Bounty: 0 Jolly Roger: A simple Wolf head howling over crossed bones. No one ever accused Caesar of putting too much work into anything.... Image courtesy of Ban
Background
Ambition: Caesar's one dream is to become rich enough to never have to do anything ever again. Money paves all roads, after all. Likes:
Napping
Fighting
Relaxing (particularly in the sun)
A good drink
Friends he can joke with
The Breeze of the Sea
Swimming
Strong fighters
Dislikes:
Being cold
Doing work
Weak fighters
Snow and hail, because what Devil designed that crap?
Thunder
Heights of 15 feet or higher
Quirks:
Considering he is half Mink, Caesar is incredibly, incredibly lazy.
Caesar snorts when he laughs
He also bares his teeth when he laughs
Very prone to farting himself awake during a nap
Not very concerned with his fur like most Minks, but still treasures it.
Does not follow Mink deities, or any deities for that matter
Will eat any meat, unlike how normal Minks refrain from eating furred creatures
Prone to taking bones to bury or chew on
Very weird about his height. He thinks he's much taller than he actually is, and is in denial over his actual height
Personality: Caesar is a very determined creature... Very determined to do as little as he actively has to. That includes training, working, and exerting effort. Why should he, when he never has needed to before?
He is, however, incredibly loyal to his friends and family. He'll risk his life, if needed, for them. Insult someone he cares about? No amount of laziness will truly stop him from removing a piece of you. He feels honor bound to those he forms relationships with, to a fault.
Furthermore, Caesar is incredibly kind at heart, even if he hides it under arrogance and disdain to others. He'll bring you the moon if he considers you a friend, given time to be motivated enough to bother with it.
Buried beneath all of this, however, is a deep seated fear of heights that is nearly paralyzing in most situations.
History: Very little is known about Caesar's mother, as she died while he was only two and his father refuses to speak of her. "Never looked back, never want to," he says when asked.
Not long after this death, however, Caesar's father took them far across the South Blue to Karate Island. They'd be safe, and Caesar could train like his mother was always doing.
Without much Mink upbringing all the way out in the South Blue, Caesar adopted strange mannerisms instead in the years that followed. He spent his younger years training with the Masters in Karate Island's rocky terrain and lush tropical climate, suffering from the heat like the rest of the Minks.
Easily outpacing all others he came across, Caesar simply became lazy in time. Why train and improve when he was already the strongest being around? By the age of ten, he'd almost quit training entirely, preferring to train himself against the heat by basking in the sun for hours everyday.
While this did help build up a sort of tolerance to the heat, Caesar decided he couldn't truly overcome the slowness in combat he suffers in the heat.
And so he spent his days relaxing, longing for a challenge and desperately hoping one wouldn't come at the same time.
Some time after the forming of the Red Rum Pirates, Caesar was out swimming. He enjoys to swim, one of the few things he isn't completely lazy on, and had found himself far from Karate Island's shore. Drifting along the calm Sea, he was attacked by a shark. Effortlessly handling the situation, and really just playing with it, the Red Rum Pirates stumbled across the situation and promptly 'saved' Caesar, who found it was too much effort to explain they were incorrect and just rolling with it. After all, they had tried to save him, and that alone gained his respect and admiration, labeling everyone on the ship as a friend.
From there it was again too much effort in his mind to return to his boring life, and he saw no reason why he couldn't relax with his new friends anyways, so he stuck around.
Combat Specialties
Skills and Abilities:
Stronger than the average man
Skilled in swordsmanship and basic martial arts
Great swimmer, not so great at climbing
Better regenerative abilities, like most Minks
Increased metabolism
Can tie a basic knot
Faster than average, particularly if he goes on all fours
Electro - can produce electric shocks from his body, but it's only strong enough to maybe put you on your ass on a good day. If he's motivated enough, he can channel this though his machete.
Devil Fruit: N/A Haki: VOID Gear: A blade given to him by his father, a simple machete. He feels no need to actively carry anything else on him at all times. Fighting Style: Punches, kicks, and cuts. He'll just try and break you with his super strength and stamina. Offensive, but plays smart by looking for openings. Techniques: Omni Slash: Caesar can charge his machete with his Electro for a power up, and then release the charge in a shockwave for a decent range attack.
One Finger Death Punch: Caesar centralizes his Electro into one finger, greatly increasing the impact generated upon collision to nearly double his normal punch.
Shock Shield: Caesar covers himself in a layer of Electro to protect himself from attacks by shocking anything that gets too close, particularly people. This is incredibly draining to do, however, so he can't keep it up for now than a few seconds.
Seizure: He shocks people with Electro through their head, sending electricity coursing through their brain and knocking them unconscious for a while.
Nakama
DISCLAIMER The Nakama section for Caesar is based more on future developments, seeing as he's only been with the crew for about three days at the start of the IC. That is all. On the whole, Caesar is highly protective of the crew because of his tight bonds of friendship and kinship, fully feeling like they are family to him.
Bonesword: Caesar is highly protective of the Skelekid, despite the general lack of closeness. Part of this is because of their friendship, but largely because Bonesword is made of bones. Great quality bones. Beyond that they get along well enough given their shared mental ages.
Dirk: Caesar sees Dirk as an incredibly weird man, and as such takes a more cautious approach to their interactions, never quite sure how the former slave will react.
Cedric: Caesar and Cedric have a love-hate relationship. On the one hand, Cedric is the Captain and a drinking buddy for Caesar. They have great synergy and Caesar respects Cedric. However, they butt heads because Caesar is, well, lazy and Cedric feels like he can do so much better, leading to a little bit of resentment and exasperation from Caesar.
Drake: Caesar see Slick as a bit weird, but loves the man to death for being a great cook and for recognizing the need to sit back and relax. There's yet to be an issue between the two.
Izuna: Caesar generally gets along alright with Izuna, but they come at odds often enough because Caesar is a 'lazy deadbeat' who has zero idea of the value of hard work.
Feya: Caesar and Feya are often at odds. He's lazy and she hates it, and she dislikes some of the food Slick makes up. Furthermore Caesar can't figure out why she is so pale looking, let alone why she's do hell bent on fitness.
Lilliana: Caesar is incredibly interested in the mechanic woman. He enjoys helping her break things, and he finds her constant bouncing around as both irritating and amusing. Beyond that he doesn't have many issues with her. Their shared enjoyment of open skies makes up for the fact that Caesar honestly can't stand her motherly instincts half the time. He never had one, and he feels he doesn't need one now.
Name: Caesar Inu Epithet: The Wolf of the Blue Race: Human / Mink hybrid Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Caesar is unlike any other male Mink one might find in or outside their Homeland, and a large part of that is from his human father.
Caesar is fairly humanoid, even by Mink standards. At his head you'll find golden blond, neck length hair, while his fur is more of a dirty blond, and very fine across his body. His eyes shine out from all this light color as a deep, emerald green that twinkle with intelligence rarely shown. Furthermore, his face is very similar to a dog's, complete with a nose that's more like a snout, oversized canines, and perky ears that point up most of the time out of his golden hair.
Further down his body one will notice he's muscular, much more so than the average human would be. His hands have dark nails that are a little sharp and more pointed than a human's, as do his feet.
The other thing of note that one might notice first is that Caesar is always in shorts. No shirt, no shoes, unless he absolutely has to. These shorts have a hole in the back for his tail, which is normally curved up closer to his back than sticking out.
For measurements, Caesar stands at full height at 5'5", weighing only 130 pounds. This adds to his lean but muscular look, as there's not too much limb length compared to torso height.
Please view the image below for how his tail and ears would look.
Position: Fighter Bounty: 0 Jolly Roger: A simple Wolf head howling over crossed bones. No one ever accused Caesar of putting too much work into anything....
Background
Ambition: Caesar's one dream is to become rich enough to never have to do anything ever again. Money paves all roads, after all. Likes:
Napping
Fighting
Relaxing (particularly in the sun)
A good drink
Friends he can joke with
The Breeze of the Sea
Swimming
Strong fighters
Dislikes:
Being cold
Doing work
Weak fighters
Snow and hail, because what Devil designed that crap?
Thunder
Heights of 15 feet or higher
Quirks:
Considering he is half Mink, Caesar is incredibly, incredibly lazy.
Caesar snorts when he laughs
He also bares his teeth when he laughs
Very prone to farting himself awake during a nap
Not very concerned with his fur like most Minks, but still treasures it.
Does not follow Mink deities, or any deities for that matter
Will eat any meat, unlike how normal Minks refrain from eating furred creatures
Prone to taking bones to bury or chew on
Very weird about his height. He thinks he's much taller than he actually is, and is in denial over his actual height
Personality: Caesar is a very determined creature... Very determined to do as little as he actively has to. That includes training, working, and exerting effort. Why should he, when he never has needed to before?
He is, however, incredibly loyal to his friends and family. He'll risk his life, if needed, for them. Insult someone he cares about? No amount of laziness will truly stop him from removing a piece of you. He feels honor bound to those he forms relationships with, to a fault.
Furthermore, Caesar is incredibly kind at heart, even if he hides it under arrogance and disdain to others. He'll bring you the moon if he considers you a friend, given time to be motivated enough to bother with it.
Buried beneath all of this, however, is a deep seated fear of heights that is nearly paralyzing in most situations.
History: Very little is known about Caesar's mother, as she died while he was only two and his father refuses to speak of her. "Never looked back, never want to," he says when asked.
Not long after this death, however, Caesar's father took them far across the South Blue to Karate Island. They'd be safe, and Caesar could train like his mother was always doing.
Without much Mink upbringing all the way out in the South Blue, Caesar adopted strange mannerisms instead in the years that followed. He spent his younger years training with the Masters in Karate Island's rocky terrain and lush tropical climate, suffering from the heat like the rest of the Minks.
Easily outpacing all others he came across, Caesar simply became lazy in time. Why train and improve when he was already the strongest being around? By the age of ten, he'd almost quit training entirely, preferring to train himself against the heat by basking in the sun for hours everyday.
While this did help build up a sort of tolerance to the heat, Caesar decided he couldn't truly overcome the slowness in combat he suffers in the heat.
And so he spent his days relaxing, longing for a challenge and desperately hoping one wouldn't come at the same time.
Combat Specialties
Skills and Abilities:
Stronger than the average man
Skilled in swordsmanship and basic martial arts
Great swimmer, not so great at climbing
Better regenerative abilities, like most Minks
Increased metabolism
Can tie a basic knot
Faster than average, particularly if he goes on all fours
Electro - can produce electric shocks from his body, but it's only strong enough to maybe put you on your ass on a good day. If he's motivated enough, he can channel this though his machete.
Devil Fruit: N/A Haki: VOID Gear: A blade given to him by his father, a simple machete. He feels no need to actively carry anything else on him at all times. Fighting Style: Punches, kicks, and cuts. He'll just try and break you with his super strength and stamina. Offensive, but plays smart by looking for openings. Techniques: Omni Slash: Caesar can charge his machete with his Electro for a power up, and then release the charge in a shockwave for a decent range attack.
@Mercenary Lord Eh, you won't really get a solid answer just yet I don't think.
But not too worry, every single player is going to be involved directly with my project, one way or another, before things really get going. If we think about going that route, we'll discuss the particulars with you via PM.
Alright, finally updated! This should be the last few posts for this event. The your characters have two weeks of 'downtime' before @Old Amsterdam's pet project bashes down the metaphorical door and causes plot to happen. We've been doing worldbuilding behind the scenes, and I'm anxious to hear what y'all think of it. In short, teaser trailer-style:
The penultimate dissolution is coming
Everything you know is wrong
Bow before your new and greatest god
Hot damn, you teased that better than I think I was going to.
@Ever Sarafine tsked at the response. "That's essentially the second time in under twenty minutes I've been given the same answer in different words," she spoke up with a sigh. "You, at least, have manners despite my.... Uniqueness. For that I'll reward you with a hint as to why I'm in this area at all."
Her brow furrowed suddenly, and Sarafine stopped, an arm snapping out to stop Nora from moving forward.
Something is amiss. Asmodeus grumbled, eyes narrowing.
"Well, it appears I lied. These Vampires cannot give me what they owe. They are.... Infected . Do you smell it, child? That smell of rot that lingers ever so slightly, just a tad bit smelling of wrong ." Sarafine looked towards Nora, her eyes turning into bottomless pits that threatened to suck the souls themselves away from those looking in. A rift appeared at her side, and Sarafine pulled a flask out of her, downing the contents. "Blood is delightful. Now, Nora, I request you not get in my way. By no means don't get involved, this is an infection in your section of the city. I would be amiss if I kept you out of it. Do you know what an Infected is like, love?"
Putting the flask away, Sarafine reached up her skirt and removed her daggers from the holdings. They gleamed slightly in the light as she threw them up and caught them, toying with them slightly.
I do hope you'll be using more than just Curse and Purge, Sarafine, Asmodeus said with a sigh.
@Ever Sarafine looked up at the sound of talking. A feline smile lit up her face, and she redirected her steps to take her to the be arrival.
This must be our lucky day. Two of our kind mere minutes apart. Asmodeus chuckled lightly as they came closer.
"Ah... Nora and... Mhmm. Asa, I do believe it was," Safarine practically purred as she stopped mere feet away. "So, youngling, I'm going to interrupt your travels. Given your direction you're off to check in on some warlocks..." Sarafine laughed for a moment. "Well, they're dead. Council work. Anyways, I'm in a pleasant mood at the moment, and you're going to follow me. There's a group of Vampires who owe me their lives, and I want to chat with you. So, walk and talk, kill and talk, then chill and talk. Sounds good, yes? Of course it does."
Damn, Safarine, I haven't heard you talk that much in one go for a while now. Asmodeus chimed in while running a hand through along her spine. Safarine shuddered slightly at the touch.
With a twitch of her fingers to signal Nora to follow, heading further along the Border.
"Tell me, Nora, what would you do if this stalemate suddenly shifted? If the Council fell? What if the Rebels would obliterated? What would you do if chaos erupted all around you, child?" Sarafine Alex the same general questions she'd asked Jackson.
You're really stuck on those questions, aren't you my luv? Asmodeus asked with a smirk.
"I have my reasons for asking both of them, Asmodeus. You know this." Sarafine tsked.
Of course, but I'm bored. No destruction, no deaths, not even good healthy sex.