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Whatever you say man, good luck with the creating.
If it was one thing he hated, it was sunny days after a night of booze. With a groan Carson got out of bed and closed the blinds, it wouldn't put him back to sleep but it would ease his headache. Stumbling over to the bathroom, Carson took a long look in the mirror. His hair was raggedy, bags under his eyes, several days of scruff.... How could you let yourself get this bad Carson? he said to himself. Taking a big sigh Carson stripped down and stepped into the shower, letting the lukewarm water run down his body as he leaned against the wall. After awhile he got to scrubbing all the stink and dirt away, feeling somewhat cleansed by the act. Finished with his shower, Carson took out a razor and a hair clipper he didn't know he had, and begun the task of grooming himself.
After about thirty minutes of grooming, Carson began looking a little like his old self. Satisfied with his looks, Carson put some toothpaste on the toothbrush and began to brush his teeth, getting the smell of alcohol and vomit out of his mouth. Afterwards, Carson felt like a million bucks. Maybe John had decided that Carson had beat himself enough, or maybe Carson was tired of looking at the same ragged face every morning. Either way it was time for a change, digging in his fridge for anything edible and finding nothing Carson decided that he could use a walk. It had been forever since he had been at that diner at New Naveria. Putting on a t-shirt, some cargo pants, his old military boots, and those ray bans from boot camp Carson went out the door and made his way to New Naveria.
After about thirty minutes of grooming, Carson began looking a little like his old self. Satisfied with his looks, Carson put some toothpaste on the toothbrush and began to brush his teeth, getting the smell of alcohol and vomit out of his mouth. Afterwards, Carson felt like a million bucks. Maybe John had decided that Carson had beat himself enough, or maybe Carson was tired of looking at the same ragged face every morning. Either way it was time for a change, digging in his fridge for anything edible and finding nothing Carson decided that he could use a walk. It had been forever since he had been at that diner at New Naveria. Putting on a t-shirt, some cargo pants, his old military boots, and those ray bans from boot camp Carson went out the door and made his way to New Naveria.
Name- Carson Roads
Age- 23
Gender- Male
Appearance-
Personality- Carson is a strong man, not only physically but mentally. He has seen horrible things committed by likewise horrible people and he hasn't broken, not yet. He tries to keep peoples spirits up, something of an eternal optimist without the eternal. A slight pessimism has infected that. As such, Carson knows when a ship is sinking and that a situation sometimes can't get better. Bad things happen to good people and he knows this, taking it to heart somewhat. He just tries to not add to it.
Tier-1
Power/Magic-
Weapon augmentation: Any object Carson can use as a weapon can be infused with a red, fiery energy that enhances the weapons effectiveness. However the nature of the augmentation causes the effected object to turn to dust once done and can only be done once every four hours.
The augmentation is different for different types of weapons.
Blunt- Causes small explosions of energy when struck against something.
Blades- Causes any cut or stab to slowly disintegrate the body, does not work against inorganic material.
Projectiles- Ammunition used turns highly destructive, ripping both cover and people apart.
Bio- Carson grew up in a bad part of a distant city, he doesn't like to talk about it much. He never did too well in school and was always focused on what he could do with his hands, be that building things or beating the other kids up. Eventually he grew up, as all kids do, and graduated from being a general bully to a thug who pushed others around. As you can already tell, this didn't end well for Carson. While beating up some guy who insulted him, he got arrested for assault. However since he was just a minor he didn't get much besides a slap on the wrist and a dissapointed talking too by the police officer who arrested him. After that something changed in Carson, instead of blowing off what the officer said like he usually did from any authority he decided to turn his life around and when he could enlisted into the army.
In the army he learned many of the values that he has today. Integrity, honor, fellowship, and much more. He finally felt like he belonged. In his service he was in many small time firefights, with several big ones that cost him friends. But this was nothing when they had to hold off an attack from a group of rebels. While him and his comrades were better equipped, there was just too many rebels and slowly, one by one, they began to fall. Carson only got out alive because one of his friends hid him underneath his dying body. After that Carson was never truly the same, the light had died in his eyes and the allure of service seemed much less appealing. He never reenlisted. Soon after his twenty second birthday Carson moved to Naveria and has been living off of saved up money in a cheap apartment.
Personal-
Integrity- Carson may be many things. A soldier, a killer, a drunkard, but he is not a lier. No matter what happens he can be counted on to keep his word and wont lie unless very specific circumstances have occurred. Take that what you will.
Dog Tags- These dog tags have two sets on them, his and his friend. John Marsh. These are very dear to him and he is seldom seen without them.
Age- 23
Gender- Male
Appearance-
Personality- Carson is a strong man, not only physically but mentally. He has seen horrible things committed by likewise horrible people and he hasn't broken, not yet. He tries to keep peoples spirits up, something of an eternal optimist without the eternal. A slight pessimism has infected that. As such, Carson knows when a ship is sinking and that a situation sometimes can't get better. Bad things happen to good people and he knows this, taking it to heart somewhat. He just tries to not add to it.
Tier-1
Power/Magic-
Weapon augmentation: Any object Carson can use as a weapon can be infused with a red, fiery energy that enhances the weapons effectiveness. However the nature of the augmentation causes the effected object to turn to dust once done and can only be done once every four hours.
The augmentation is different for different types of weapons.
Blunt- Causes small explosions of energy when struck against something.
Blades- Causes any cut or stab to slowly disintegrate the body, does not work against inorganic material.
Projectiles- Ammunition used turns highly destructive, ripping both cover and people apart.
Bio- Carson grew up in a bad part of a distant city, he doesn't like to talk about it much. He never did too well in school and was always focused on what he could do with his hands, be that building things or beating the other kids up. Eventually he grew up, as all kids do, and graduated from being a general bully to a thug who pushed others around. As you can already tell, this didn't end well for Carson. While beating up some guy who insulted him, he got arrested for assault. However since he was just a minor he didn't get much besides a slap on the wrist and a dissapointed talking too by the police officer who arrested him. After that something changed in Carson, instead of blowing off what the officer said like he usually did from any authority he decided to turn his life around and when he could enlisted into the army.
In the army he learned many of the values that he has today. Integrity, honor, fellowship, and much more. He finally felt like he belonged. In his service he was in many small time firefights, with several big ones that cost him friends. But this was nothing when they had to hold off an attack from a group of rebels. While him and his comrades were better equipped, there was just too many rebels and slowly, one by one, they began to fall. Carson only got out alive because one of his friends hid him underneath his dying body. After that Carson was never truly the same, the light had died in his eyes and the allure of service seemed much less appealing. He never reenlisted. Soon after his twenty second birthday Carson moved to Naveria and has been living off of saved up money in a cheap apartment.
Personal-
Integrity- Carson may be many things. A soldier, a killer, a drunkard, but he is not a lier. No matter what happens he can be counted on to keep his word and wont lie unless very specific circumstances have occurred. Take that what you will.
Dog Tags- These dog tags have two sets on them, his and his friend. John Marsh. These are very dear to him and he is seldom seen without them.
Maybe the boy can manipulate different sounds, like if he has a suit with different amps along his arms he could make peircing high pitched sounds that can shatter stuff and a sub woofer for an area of attack base note that rocks the ground and stuff.
Awesome.
When the newcomer jumped from no where, weapons drawn, Durus was about to bring his greatsword down upon his head before the lady from before broke in. Apparently the man was shifter, if the smell was any indication. Dog... or wolf, either way he was placated by the woman and no more bloodshed had to be had. For now anyway. Shifting into a more neutral stance Durus took stock of the new arrival. Strongly built, fast, well armed.... definitely fit the picture of the "fighting monk" he claimed to be. However at the utterances of curses, keepers, and help out of them Durus was intrigued.
"You say this man can help me with this?" Gesturing to the armor that kept him trapped. If they could find anyway to help then he would seek them out, after he escorted the lady out of this city. "I will take your words into consideration, after I escort the lady out of this city. For I am lost, my memory isn't the best these days. My name is Durus of....of.... Ber...Ber... Oh. I can't remember." This was most troubling, he could have recalled his title a month ago. Or could he? He hasn't had to use it in many a month, most troubling indeed. Shaking it off for now, Durus said "Anyway, we need to move on. The streets aren't safe at night, those ruffians you saw earlier were proof of that." With that Durus Waited for the next move.
"You say this man can help me with this?" Gesturing to the armor that kept him trapped. If they could find anyway to help then he would seek them out, after he escorted the lady out of this city. "I will take your words into consideration, after I escort the lady out of this city. For I am lost, my memory isn't the best these days. My name is Durus of....of.... Ber...Ber... Oh. I can't remember." This was most troubling, he could have recalled his title a month ago. Or could he? He hasn't had to use it in many a month, most troubling indeed. Shaking it off for now, Durus said "Anyway, we need to move on. The streets aren't safe at night, those ruffians you saw earlier were proof of that." With that Durus Waited for the next move.
Lexibon said
Magic exists. Though, naturally you have to be reasonable with it's use and what you can accomplish with it. Everything goes through my filter anyway so if someone tries to get a single wizard to summon a portal to hell out of no where obviously it ain't gonna fly.
Cool, because of how slow pregnancies are I was going to have a sect of "Makers" build constructs. Basically rock robots. Naturally I can't build them yet but I was planning on having two ancient "Guardians" to watch over the people until I can build more advanced ones in the future.
Breakdown-Dave's Family Apartment-Fairy/S.A.R.A
After walking the couple of blocks it took to get to the apartment and the fight from earlier Dave was definitely hungry. Walking up to the door, Dave pulled out his key, unlocked the first lock, said the password "Entry protocol 02", and finally after all that, put his glove in the scanner that popped out of the door were they able to enter. Meekly, Dave said "Sorry for the locks, Dad really loves his security. He says it appeals to his inner mad scientist." As the pair entered the door, Dave couldn't help but feel the daggers that were stared at him by by a certain roommate.
With no gentleness in her voice, Sarah said "And what do you think you were doing today? I was worried sick about you!" Flinching at her words a bit, Dave said "And you wouldn't believe who I bought over." As Dave stepped out of the door way and made Momo's presence known. When he did that Dave was sure he saw some steam fly out of her head.
"You know your fathers rules about visitors, you better have a good reason fo-" Dave cut her off, feeling her hysteria a little uncalled for, "I brought her over here because it she needs a place to wait out the excitement that happened today goes down, she's a Meta like me.... plush she needs some real clothes." As the new information was digested by Sarah, Dave made his way to the kitchen and began his preparations for lunch, or dinner. He wasn't too sure.
S.A.R.A- Dave's Family Apartment- Fairy
With new information came more variables, quickly sorting through them Sarah figured that the girl posed no threat. Giving a quick scan of the girl Sarah decided that what Dave said was true, she definitely needed some proper clothes. Seeing as the girl was only slightly shorter than herself Sarah knew that she would have something that would fit her, if at least a size big. Taking the girls hand Sarah lead her to her closet and said "This is what I got sweetie, take your pick." With her default cheer.
After walking the couple of blocks it took to get to the apartment and the fight from earlier Dave was definitely hungry. Walking up to the door, Dave pulled out his key, unlocked the first lock, said the password "Entry protocol 02", and finally after all that, put his glove in the scanner that popped out of the door were they able to enter. Meekly, Dave said "Sorry for the locks, Dad really loves his security. He says it appeals to his inner mad scientist." As the pair entered the door, Dave couldn't help but feel the daggers that were stared at him by by a certain roommate.
With no gentleness in her voice, Sarah said "And what do you think you were doing today? I was worried sick about you!" Flinching at her words a bit, Dave said "And you wouldn't believe who I bought over." As Dave stepped out of the door way and made Momo's presence known. When he did that Dave was sure he saw some steam fly out of her head.
"You know your fathers rules about visitors, you better have a good reason fo-" Dave cut her off, feeling her hysteria a little uncalled for, "I brought her over here because it she needs a place to wait out the excitement that happened today goes down, she's a Meta like me.... plush she needs some real clothes." As the new information was digested by Sarah, Dave made his way to the kitchen and began his preparations for lunch, or dinner. He wasn't too sure.
S.A.R.A- Dave's Family Apartment- Fairy
With new information came more variables, quickly sorting through them Sarah figured that the girl posed no threat. Giving a quick scan of the girl Sarah decided that what Dave said was true, she definitely needed some proper clothes. Seeing as the girl was only slightly shorter than herself Sarah knew that she would have something that would fit her, if at least a size big. Taking the girls hand Sarah lead her to her closet and said "This is what I got sweetie, take your pick." With her default cheer.
Since she is going to be basically a assistant to Dave I think I need to post this here.
Name: S.A.R.A (Security. Assistance. Recreational. Android)
Alias: Sarah
Appearance:
Function: Sarah is an android specifically for Dave's care. Her "skin" is made from the same metal that his suit and armor are made of and houses millions of small scales that house a type of camouflage in the form of an actual human being. While she could become a powerful combatant, her programming restricts her to basic assistance and can only activate these battle subsystems during extreme incidents that endanger Dave's life. Sarah's AI is extremely advanced, able to make situation adjustments to her "attitude" to fit almost any given emotional situation and unless you know the truth it is almost impossible to tell her from a human.
Name: S.A.R.A (Security. Assistance. Recreational. Android)
Alias: Sarah
Appearance:
Function: Sarah is an android specifically for Dave's care. Her "skin" is made from the same metal that his suit and armor are made of and houses millions of small scales that house a type of camouflage in the form of an actual human being. While she could become a powerful combatant, her programming restricts her to basic assistance and can only activate these battle subsystems during extreme incidents that endanger Dave's life. Sarah's AI is extremely advanced, able to make situation adjustments to her "attitude" to fit almost any given emotional situation and unless you know the truth it is almost impossible to tell her from a human.
Quick question, is magic a thing here? If so what is the extent, like, only a few have powerful stuff or is it all a little subdued.
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