Pathfinder

D&D 10000 (A far future D&D RP)

You always gotta geek the mage.

The Elemental King: All Hope Lost!

Just the absolute bare minimum, I'm still deciding how military I want this guy to be.

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Telum // Big WIP

Name: Telum
Gender: M
Age: 19

Appearance:

A caucasion male of undeterminate geneology, Telum stands at 6'2 and weighs 200 lbs. He possesses blunt, intense features that when mixed with his withering stare artificially ages the young man to appear in his mid to late twenties. However what is more likely to draw attention is the paleness of his skin, the total lack of any and all body hair, and his eyes being a blue so deep that they edge into purple.

Personality: It'd be easy to describe Telum as just as robotic as his companion, a creature who sticks to their routines and fulfils their duty without question. Emotions roll off him like water, his only apparent emotion being one of indifferent stoicism as he goes through the motions of his purpose. However the truth of the matter is that a maelstrom is brewing beneath the surface, a lifetime of repressed emotions and a growing worry that he is no different than a tool has created a ticking time bomb with no telling what will happen when it blows.

On a lighter note Telum has a strong sense of camaraderie with his fellow Telum Agents, he has a strong sense of respect, and has his own moral code that, while maybe not conventional to normal people, he sticks to rigidly.

Bio: Telum's life began as a serial number among many deep within The Mine, a hidden away military base formed from the remnants of the various scientists and military personnel that did not bow down the the Elemental King.

Element: Metal
Power: Blood Manipulation
Location: New York City, New York
Family: Unknown Biological Parents
Friends: Other Telum Agents
Sentimental Attachment: A simple gold ring, given to all Telum Program graduates.
Other:

Pet Name: Cujo
Pet Age: 1 year
Pet Gender: N/A
Pet Species: Cyber-mastiff

Pet Appearance:

Pet Personality: Not applicable, Cujo does what it's told unquestionably and with total loyalty to Telum.

The Elemental King: All Hope Lost!

@The One

So basically only the important people have special abilities while everyone else is just normal and has to use technology. If this guy is killing every child he finds then I guess we are all hidden away right, or was that mandated after we were born?

D&D 10000 (A far future D&D RP)

I'd be down for some sci fi dungeon crawling.

The Elemental King: All Hope Lost!

@The One

Could you outline what our powers actually are? You said that Light could already heal but we don't know that, in fact we still don't know much of anything other than we have powers and need to fight this Tyrant eventually. How does this person rule their lands? How does our powers/magic fit into the story? Do other people have powers? You've given us a goal but not much else in terms of worldbuilding, just vague statements that I can't really build a character around.

Changelings Anonymous

@Medjedovic
My son is big and clumsy when nervous, lets keep this lighthearted feel go for as long as we can before we all start barfing up our trauma.

Changelings Anonymous

Just a heads up I edited Peters Mien, his powers, and weaknesses to fit the character a little more.

Changelings Anonymous

Got mine down.

Changelings Anonymous

Peter

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Saturday, 4PM. Williamsburg and Bushwick, Brooklyn

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Peter was hopelessly, frustratingly lost. It was only by the grace of several strangers that Peter was even able to get this far, the mysterious tape recorder being useless outside getting directions from people who could actually read. Distress began to crawl up his spine, causing his shoulders to tense uncomfortably. It was not unlike that feeling he got when he got lost in the grocery store as a kid, the whole situation made him feel very, very small.

With a grunt Peter shook it off, instead focusing on the hunger pangs that had begun to shoot through his system earlier today. It had been awhile since his last "meal" and while the thought of more dumpster diving wasn't exactly his idea of a good time, the food was usually pretty good compared to whatever he was given in Burgentuckung's mines. Take the small victories where you one, one supposes. Fishing into his pocket, Peter dug out the note that someone wrote for him while he asked for directions.

"The corner of Williamsburg and Bushwick." it said, or that's what Peter thought it said at least. He decided to do what he could and tried to match the symbols on the paper with those on the signs and silently cursed his illiteracy for the hundredth time in the last month. It didn't take much time for him to find something, though it didn't come with his budding reeducation in the written language, but in a green, plant like person throwing something behind them before entering a building. This sight alone probably meant that he was in the right place and Peter was getting tired of reading anyway.

He quickly made his way to the door and opened it a little too harshly in his haste, bumping his head into the doorframe before blundering into the green lady from outside.

The Elemental King: All Hope Lost!

@The One
What's the range of ages that you're looking for in this RP? Also is this a blend of like modern day/future stuff and fantasy? It just occured to me that I don't actually know much about your world other than that we are the Chosen Children.