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Bio

So... Not big on Bios... Prefer people just talk to me if they'd like to know shit.

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"We're so very small, in the end." -Taylor


The world ended. Everything as we knew it was in ruins, humanity fleeing into other universes in a mass exodus after the greatest protector turned his eyes towards our destruction.

When humanity was at its lowest, he struck. But we didn't go down quietly. We didn't just lay down and roll over into our golden graves.

We fought back. We conquered the titanic monsters terrorizing our world and turned them against the Golden Man. Against Scion.

In the end, it was only because of one girl with powers she wasn't meant to have that we killed him. But we still lost our world. Finally everyone was working together, or so it seemed, and finally we could look towards rebuilding.

Some managed to get into Earth Aleph before they closed their portals. Most went to Gimel to start on a fresh planet. Some went to Chet, many more to various other worlds both alike and unalike to what we lost on Earth Bet.

But us? We went to Samekh. Where it didn't get hit so hard from the multidimensional fighting, from the radiation and the monsters. From the failed creations running free and the murderers roaming as they pleased.

We rebuilt here. Raised up the Silver City thanks to the locals and get left to make our own little country out of the way.

We're stronger here. We survived Gold Morning.

We killed a god.

Do you think you really have what it takes to step into Serstol?


The Pitch

Alright, down to business. This is based after the events of Worm by Wildbow, and as such all events in Worm itself will not be considered spoiler territory in this RP.

The gist of it, for those of you not familiar with the base, is that there's these multi-dimensional beings (Called Shards, which come from an Entity) that, for various reasons, connect to people's brains and grant them superpowers. These superpowers are thematic, granted primarily from times of great stress and danger, when you're at the lowest point in your life imaginable. They also, though not always obviously, work around real life physics. Though sometimes those physics are a little beyond human understanding.

Powers

Powers come in a bunch of classifications. Each classification (and yes, a single Parahuman / Cape / person with powers can have multiple classifications) is a general indicator of types of abilities. Beyond that, all powers are derived to create, sustain, and thrive off of conflict. There is no such thing as a power that can't cause conflict somehow.

Brute - These are about defenses. Regeneration, natural defenses, shielding, rebirth, and are about survival.

Mover - These are about powers that move the user, and sometimes others. Teleportation, super speed, agility, and the like.

Striker - These are about on-touch effects and melee range abilities.

Blaster - These are about ranged attacks. Lasers, beams, anything that you use from a distance.

Shaker - These are about AoE and environmental control.

Changer - These are powers that cause you to change physically. Gradual changes, many times animalistic in abilities and appearance, to grant you natural advantages. These are from physical changes.

Breaker - Similar to Changers, these however change immediately into something abstract. When not in their Breaker for, they normally have no powers. But upon entering the form, they gain access to abilities centered around the abstract themes and elements that their form takes.

Thinker - These are mental powers. While telepathy doesn't exist, there's plenty of other mental abilities that can. These are often about knowing things.

Tinker - These are people who create futuristic and seemingly impossible technology from various parts.

Stranger - These are about infiltration and avoiding detection.

Master - These are about control and minions.

Trump - These are powers that directly affect powers. Nullification, disruption, stealing, gifting, and the like.



The Setting

As you can see by the map, this RP has a fairly large, and custom built by myself and my Co-GM Solo (Thanks to the talented [] for creating the image for us).

The primary setting will occur within the city itself, a sprawling and relatively new metropolitan with portals to other dimensions.

Nearby are plains and rural areas, plenty of fertile ground, the dense forest, a mountain range, and finally a large desert. Hidden within the mountains and the desert are two parahuman prisons, and the mysterious Lodge is nestled away into the depths of the forest.


The Rules

Here's the big part that I expect all players to read and understand. If you have any questions, please just ask.

  • You are expected to be able to post roughly weekly, or rather approximately 7-12 days after a GM update, barring reasonable reasons for being unable to. This deadline is more of a guideline to help keep things moving for everyone, and if things start getting held up one of the GMs will contact you. Please, please, please communicate if something's going on and you can't post.
  • Posts should be a minimum of 5 sentences in length with minimal typos. We're all human, so this also isn't a hard rule. But if you're frequently posting updates full of errors or incredibly short replies, we may need to discuss how to proceed from there.
  • IC and character sex is forbidden. Fade to black, take it to DMs, whatever. Keep it out of the IC if it comes up.
  • All character CS's are to be posted in the OOC for review and approval by the GMs before being going to the CS tab and then being available for use in the IC.
  • All disputes between players, or disagreements with GM actions, should be brought to the GMs to be handled. Drama should never be in the open, and most all problems can be solved with communication.
  • Be respectful for everyone involved in the RP. We're all here to have fun, after all.
  • Please use the CS template and do not alter it's coding. It is designed for ease of reading by both GMs and other players, and altering the layout will result in me being highly irritated. (Thanks to Yosh for handling the coding of the CS! <3)
  • Discuss with the GMs in regards to character creation. It will make the entire process a lot smoother if there's communication between us and you. Please note that there is a current maximum of three character slots per player.
  • Character Death is possible. This is a largely sandbox RP with events, NPCs, and players reacting to what's going on. If you're not okay with this risk, this RP may not be for you. That's okay! Again, we're all here to have fun and tell a great story.



The CS and Lore

With all of that said, I have one last thing to add to this. And, yes, it's more reading. (I'm sorry!)

Please click this link to view the doc that Solo and I have put together with all the base line information about the city, the setting, and the general information that you may find useful for character creation. The CS template can be found at the bottom of the doc.

Finally, we have a Discord server with which to discuss things and have general fun on. If you'd like to join, please click here.

The very last note I'd like to make is that this RP is tangentially a "sorta sequel" to the Capes of Denver RP ran by ProPro. It's not exactly a sequel since that game is still ongoing, but most of the events of the game will be considered canon to this RP.




Current Skills:
Stun Fang II (2.3)
Muffle III (3.0125)
Poison Spit II (2.0)
Poison Glob I (1.75)
Poison Breath II (2.075)
Fireball II (2.0)
Stealth Kill I (1.0)
Minor Recovery I (1.0)
Fire Resistance I (1.1)
Fire Breath I (1.85)
Rabid Fit I (1.0)
Meditate I (1.25)
Tremor Sense I (1.7)
Soil Manipulation I (1.1)
Underground Movement I (1.55)
Monster Analysis I (1.025)
Magic Analysis I (1.225)
Material Analysis I (1.025)
Plant Analysis I (1.025)
Scale Shift I (1.5)
Overwork I (1.0)
Analysis (--)
Mental Resistance I (1.2)
Spell Cancel I (1.05)
Sensory Resistance I (1.0)
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Crafting (0.2)
Alchemy (0.4)
Alert (0.4)
Warcry (0.3)
Poison Fang (0.3)
Blunt Resistance (0.6)
Smash (0.2)
Magic Break (0.1)
Suppress Presence (0.3)
Spiritual Awareness (0.4)
Prehensile Tail (0.1)
Fortify (0.5)
Spell Chant (0.4)
Dual Cast (0.5)
Guidance (0.5)
Focus (0.2)
Flame Burst (0.1)
System: Torrent



Torrent panted as she stared down at the remains of the plant that had tried to end her life. And the ashes, the scorched remains, the cooked plant-meat-stuff, and she felt a sense of overwhelming triumph blossom within her. Lifting her head slightly, she snorted before thinking on her skills.

And first and foremost among those, thanks to the new level she'd gained through that, she put five points into Dual Cast before she considered one of the new skills in her list. Guidance. It was alluring in a way, mysterious like Spell Cancel had been. With a moment of hesitation, she dropped her final five points into Guidance before turning her attention back to the 'loot' in front of her.

These could be helpful. Food, and the vines could maybe be useful for something if they couldn't be eaten?

While she thought it over she used Monster Analysis I, Magic Analysis I, Material Analysis I, and Plant Analysis I on the remains of the plant in hopes of learning more about the creature in case she needed to fight another one in the near future. Anything she learned she could also tell the others, improving their collective strength.

Another thought struck her, then, as she considered her options.

She had no mana. Which was, from what the skills said, how she used her fire abilities and some of the other ones. What was it that the others had said? Meditation was supposed to help with that, wasn't it? Wasn't that why she'd learned it in the first place?

With a careful glance around her, she used Mediation I for a few minutes to try and regain some mana. Her thoughts drifted back to the fire enveloping her, the heat permeating through her, and of the dancing shadows back when she was practicing in their little safe place before the Goblins appeared.

Feeling like she might be pushing her luck, Torrent turned back to the loot and made a snap decision. There was this thing in her throat that she never used before, and now was the time to do it.

Scooping up all five items, she stored them in her pouch and started back off towards base camp.


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Jason





Maddison clicked her tongue as she watched the carnage unfold, it was on a whole ‘nother level, so many capes had already perished and if Mire wasn’t careful she was going to join the ever-growing pile of bodies. While Mire had followed after Alexandria and her group Maddy honestly wasn’t sure she was going to be able to survive Behemoth’s killing aura, she could easily only put a portion of her body into the range and test if her breaker form was up to the task, but that did involve getting uncomfortably close to Behemoth. Maddy looked around at the other capes gathered then let out an agitated sound, how the heck was she supposed to get involved and not get into shit for her power making people freak out?

Meanwhile on the opposite side of Behemoth, a young girl was pulling herself to her feet after being shoved by her newest teammate. She bit her lip as she called in an evac for Kendall, waiting until someone took her unconscious friend to safety.

As she stood, looking at the beast in the distance, Lillian felt a growing indignation and anger at the destruction of her city. Her friends and comrades being hurt or worse.

She took a deep breath before she activated her comms, speaking with a cold calmness that betrayed the storm within.

"Dragon, right? Is there anyone here who can give me the ability to get close to Behemoth without dying immediately to that aura?"

Closer to the fight, Jason was using his power to throw tinker made weaponry at the Endbringer like he was throwing rocks. Occasionally a cape would step nearby for Jason to throw them as well, giving them a height to attack from that they couldn't get on their own. He worked tirelessly, his only focus on helping deal as much damage as possible.

But he still felt like he was useless, that this fight was never ending. So many deaths.

If only he could get closer…

Maddy continued to look on the scene not sure of what to do, though when she caught sight of an angelic figure in the air her heart froze. She could feel fear swelling inside her, so she quickly averted her gaze. Though instead of being shocked by what she saw Maddy couldn’t help but smile. If some other cape was flying around with some fearful aura, then Mire’s fear gas wouldn’t be a problem at all.

Maddy started laughing as she shifted into her breaker form, her fear gas almost exploding out of her. Mire struggled not to giggle as she focused all her effort on spreading more gas and reshaping herself. As the gas started to really pick up Mire’s body began to contort horribly, shifting into a disturbing monster. Mire started sprinting after behemoth, her ever-growing cloud of mist following after her. The more her gas continued to spread the larger her monstrous form expanded. By the time she got in front of Behemoths current path Mire was already standing around 20 foot tall at the shoulder.

Mire firmly planted her feet on the ground then let out a roar, the sound being a mix of an ear piercing screeching and an unsettling rumbling.

Lillian was moving closer to the battle on the back of some kind of changer after Dragon had given her response. They had someone who could grant temporary immunity, but she’d be on her own for defense outside of that.

That was fine. She could feel the shifting in her gut already, riding alongside the waves of rage growing within her, when she saw a gigantic shadow rise in the wake of the missing angelic form, surrounded by a dark cloud of smoke or mist of some kind. It flickered into view sporadically as it advanced, letting out something akin to a roar and a shriek combined.

As Lillian dismounted at the edge of the safe zone, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Looking up she saw a member of the Jacks, the one who had thrown her and helped save her, as he nodded to at her look.

”I didn’t think it’d be you.”

”Naw. I’m here for the same thing you are, kid. I’m going to put that thing on its ass.”

Lillian nodded, feeling another hand touch her lightly on the back of the head, before something that felt like goo spread out from the touch, coating her in a lightly glowing purple aura. She could feel something different, and the sight was odd to behold as she watched the same effect almost drip down on Thunderbolt.

“You have 5 minutes. I can’t give you any defenses alongside this, though, not when it takes so much just to keep you alive near him.”

Lillian nodded once, running forward into the open intersection, before she pushed as hard as she could. She could feel herself getting larger, larger, larger….

Until she couldn’t push anymore.

As she looked towards Behemoth, barely any smaller than the Endbringer itself, she leaned forward into a charge as she opened her mouth wide and releasing a mighty roar to rival the Endbringer’s own.

Mire was biding her time, making a slow approach towards the endbringer still slowly putting on mass, getting closer and closer to her maximum, she was sitting around 29 foot at the shoulder. Though while she was stalling she saw another massive creature take shape, a massive T rex looking thing that was big enough to make Behemoth not feel like the titan that he was. Mire couldn’t help but feel excited, so rarely did she get to partake in such thrilling carnage.

Mire charged at Behemoth, lunging up at the monsters left arm and clamping down on it with her jaws. Mire could feel her mist being evaporated by Behemoths aura, but her main body was seemingly not affected. This pleased Mire greatly, all she had to do now was keep a part of her main body out of the kill aura so it could produce mist and help to maintain her size.

Lillian collided with the Endbringer's other side, her own gaping maw closing around his other arm. Her teeth sunk in just enough to get purchase, unable to penetrate deeper, before she tugged hard. Between her efforts and those of Mire, the monster fell backwards for the second time.

As he tipped, Lillian let go as she turned to slam her massive tail into him, expediting his fall.

Mire released her grip on behemoths arm as he fell backwards, taking a few steps back to avoid the monster crashing on top of her. A huge tail whip from Lillian slammed behemoth into the ground with a loud crash. Behemoth went to raise his left arm and aim it towards Lillian but Mire quickly intercepted the arm and again clamped down on it with her jaws. A lightning bolt shot out from the arm Mire was pinning, the bolt turning in mid-air crashing into Mire’s head and instantly disintegrating the better half of her upper jaw.

Mire let out a pained shriek as she staggered backwards until she was outside of the kill aura. Her head slowly filling back out and retaking its shape.

Lillian, meanwhile, backed up cautiously. Hunching down she looked ready to pounce as Behemoth began lumbering to its feet. Lightning flickered and crackled around it as it let it another bone shattering roar.

It was then that Jason made his move, running in between all the gigantic beasts as his body thrummed with power and that light purple aura. He'd found a trump who could boost powers temporarily as well.

As he came near, Behemoth stepped forward, likely to try and simply squash Jason like the insignificant ant that he was, only for the foot to stop before it made contact with the ground. Capes all around the area readied up at his word, not that Lillian or Mire could hear the order in their altered states.

Mire having fully recovered was about to lunge at Behemoth once more, but Behemoth let out a terrible roar before she got within striking range. The sheer force this roar carried knocked Mire out of her breaker form and sent her rolling across the ground. holy shit! Mire had never been hit by something so strong, in that moment Maddie struggled to pull herself back up, but she had yet to realize that her entire left arm was missing. She didn’t even know how it happened, was it burnt off by the kill aura? Or had her breaker form been so brutally shattered that she lost her arm that way? Maddy didn’t get much more time to think as she fell unconscious.

Lillian recoiled at the roar, retreating a little as something felt wrong inside her, and nearly missed what came next.

Behemoth raised his arm to strike at Lillian and Mire only for his body start to lift off the ground. Beneath the beast stood Jason, his costume torn and his helmet cracked as he raised Behemoth above his head.

"See you in hell you asshole," he muttered as he threw Behemoth into the air.

The sight would have almost been comical, seeing an Endbringer of all things rising into the air like a toddler tossed by its parent. Jason stood there, breathing heavily, as he watched the beast begin it's descent.

As it came down it came down flat, however, and he knew he couldn't escape in time.

His final thought before being squashed beneath the Endbringer was hoping that he'd been able to help, and that that kid would be okay without him.



Things were getting out of hand. All she wanted was for this stupid plant to die.

Seriously, who ever heard of plants that fought back? Stupid forest.

But she wasn't thinking straight anymore, she had started to panic as her feet left the ground and the crushing tightness started to get tighter. It was the beetle all over again, wasn't it?

No. She didn't have friends this time.

"In the name of the Shadow, I defy you!" she grunted out angrily as a thought shot across her mind faster than she could properly comprehend it.

She had directed her fireball into a fire breath by focusing it through her mouth. That meant that it was partially through her will or her intent, something about how she wanted to use it and the skill to use it.

Right now she just wanted fire. In her mind it was like when she had nearly died. Fire all around her, fire all within her. Burning.

She willed it to life, desperately trying to make the fire come from all around her body instead of a single point.

She wanted to explode on her own terms this time.



Blue was more interested in the people than the show, if she had to be honest. The show itself was....Well, she guessed it was alright but honestly it was fairly boring.

And she was stuck sitting here.

Doing nothing.

Waiting.

When the lights started was the first time she had any active interest in the show, shifting slightly as she coiled, ready to pounce. If they just landed on her....

She blinked as she turned her head to the little girl next to her, her mouth turning into a thinly pressed line as she fingered her "walking stick," an itch forming inside her. As Mieke stood up, Blue mirrored her. Once Leonard showed her something, Blue gently placed a hand on the young girl's back, leaning in close before she could leave.

"If anything happens, I'll pull you out. Be strong, little bird."

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Jason



Jason had been running for longer than ever before. Throwing capes, throwing objects from capes, throwing things to capes, carrying people around...

He was in his element, but even then he could tell that things weren't going great. Even with the light-thing and all of the Triumvirate it just wasn't enough.

He watched as the PRT HQ got hit, hard, and as Inkscape himself rose against the creature and went down.

He watched as the local dragon girl conjured up a storm and was reduced to slag.

He watched numerous unknown capes burst into flames from the inside out, get crushed, have their bones destroyed from a roar alone.

He watched as people died, and he wasn't able to save them.

As the energy attack released, Jason took a moment to breath before it became clear that the beast wasn't dealt with. It was still alive, and their primary attacker so far was gone.

Almost casually he found his hand rising to the communicator that he had been given by that little dino girl. As he pressed the comms he spoke clearly, eerily calm.

"Is there anyone who can grant me the ability to survive the Kill Aura? I can put this bastard on his ass if I can just touch it."






As the plant began to move, the first of the whips flailing, Torrent's immediate instinct was to get away.

Which she did by promptly digging straight down until she was in a little hole. But she wasn't quick enough to evade all the whip-like attacks, as several clipped her along her back end and tail. Irritated at having been struck she swished her tail back and forth while she moved forward slowly towards the plant. Breaking back up she made a small hole that she could see the plant through, and she backed up slightly into her little tunnel and into the darkness that she felt more comfortable in.

Using Scale shift to the dirt beneath her, which would be a richer color than the forest floor she'd used it with above, Torrent stopped to think.

Something that was becoming surprisingly more common for her. As far as she could tell, this thing didn't have a way of sensing her except through touch. Which meant that it shouldn't be able to do anything about her attacking through her little safe hole. She couldn't believe she was fighting a plant of all things. A funny thought occurred to her as she thought, however, as the memory of Jason and his chanting words before doing things randomly popped into her head.

"From the Shadows I strike, swift and true, a stream of fire and ire, assassination," she said confidently after a few moments of thought, repeating her mixed flame breath and poison breath attack from before through the hole at the plant's 'bulb'.


Hanna stood on top of a building some twelve blocks away from the beast's current position, her bow raised and moving slowly to keep the beast's head in her sights. On her visor a multitude of readouts were running, indicating all the variables and accounting for them. Wind, visible powers (which were being logged and sorted into her files with notes), movement....

There was an opening as the ink controller, which her systems identified as Inkscape, fell. A momentary lull as the majority of the local capes fell still for just a breath. As Alexandria hurtled in again, slamming into Behemoth's face like a V6 Rocket, Hanna fired her arrow. As the iconic woman was smacked away for the umpteenth time, Hanna's arrow flew into the eye of the Endbringer, sinking in a little more than one would have expected, before it exploded in a flash of liquid nitrogen, literally freezing the section of Behemoth's face around the eye. Another cape stepped in moments later as steam became to rise visibly, her systems noting that the man had been visibly thrown by another, before he slammed a fist that was suddenly ten times normal size into the section.

Lightning exploded out from a direction she couldn't see, crackling and sizzling as it hit the flesh of the monster. She made a note to keep an eye out for whoever was throwing around lightning. Outlet could use a good friend like that.

It was then that she noticed the growing field above the beast and she pursed her lips. A quick scan let her zoom in on the projection, noticing a myriad of elemental and energy based effects being thrown, blasted, and formed near it.

"Mhmmm. That's interesting. Very interesting. At least I won't be getting bored anytime soon....And there's someone who could use a little talk when this is all over..." Hanna muttered to herself, a wry smile splitting her face as she fired another nitrogen arrow at the beast's legs in an attempt at slowing it down.



Blue stepped forward slightly, smoothly moving in such a way that made one wonder if she had moved at all. Her right shoulder was now slightly in front of Mieke as Blue gently placed a hand on the girl's shoulder. Her eyes bored into the man's as Leonard politely reminded him of what manners were.

"Now now boys, we wouldn't want to cause a ruckus when the show is about to start, now would we?"



Torrent wandered curiously, ignoring the little rubber frog that hopped away from her, as she searched for something interesting. Something to eat.

When she stumbled upon the edible plant, she was content enough to just dig it up quickly and eat her fill before moving on.

From there she stumbled across the odd blood plant. She stayed well away from its odd flesh-vines as she considered how best to approach it. It smelled amazing, but her analysis indicated it was dangerous. Getting caught would likely end badly for her, and she didn't want to simply start a forest fire by accident.

Again.

Instead she thought how best to handle the thing. She was still kinda close to base camp, even if they were going to move soon, and that made this thing a danger. At least, she thought that made sense. Fire might attract predators, what with the burning flesh. Cooking meat always smelled good, from what she could remember of it.

Instead, she started making a puddle of her venom near the thing with carefully aimed globs. Not close enough that it should splash onto it, but close enough for what she was hoping would work.

From her little experiments back in the shelter, she knew that the fire could....it was almost like it had ignited the venom. At least, that was the best way she could understand it.

Once a small puddle had formed, she opened her maw and was about to release a torrent of Fire Breath forth towards it before stopping to think. She carefully canceled the spell and stopped to think for once.

She'd be on guard, taunt at attention for any sign of a change in the plant or anything else showing up unexpectedly. Instinctually she found herself activating Scale Shift to blend into the ground beneath her feet while she thought. “In the name of the shadows, may this bring about the darkness that my master might desire,” she thought as she set her plan into motion.

She followed this up with trying to forcefully concentrate like she had in the shelter, attempting to harness that dual breath attack again while keeping it directed and focused forward. It had burned, kinda, but that had been on stone. She wanted to see if it would be enough to ignite her venom as she envisioned, as it had been a more controlled stream instead of an almost cone shaped attack.

When she felt like her concentration was about to waver, she released. But she didn't open her mouth fully this time, instead trying to use her mouth as a kind of hose to direct the ability where she wanted it to go.

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