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InFamous: Generations

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InFamous: Generations

Is the bit in red in his head or can everyone hear it?

W&T: FT RP!

Themes:

• "Time to get serious"

Name:Xavier Lyone

Nickname: N/A

Age: 13

Gender:Male

Guild:Vyper Bolt

Rank:Mage

Personality: He is still very much a child, very full of energy, defiant to all, and can be rather selfish at times. Despite that, he's still a kind soul, and has a strong sense of chivalry. He feels no sense of attachment or longing for his father, and really just wants to get out and explore the world and all it has to offer. When faced with a challenge, he's the kind to go into it with 200% of his effort, not stopping until he's completed it or died trying.

-Update-

Xavier has become slightly more withdrawn from people since the events of Augustine town and Revan's less than stellar reaction to meeting him. He's become somewhat obsessive and self-destructive in his training and fighting style, sometimes doing as much damage to himself as he does to his opponent.

History: Unlike most people, Xavier didn't learn his magic, but was born with it, able to use it since birth. He also never knew his father, only what his mother could tell Xavier about him. He was lazy, a bit of a bastard, and seemed to be running from his past all of the time. When Xavier expressed a desire to meet him, his mother denied him for the longest, telling the boy that his father didn't even know he existed. This didn't deter him, however, and she soon let him head off to Crocus, but only if he promised to call her as much as possible, and snap a picture of his face when Xavier told him the big news.

Magic: Tephra God Slayer Magic, and Demon King Curse

Tephra God Slayer magic allows Xavier to manipulate Ash, volcanic Ash to be specific, and makes him highly resistant to fire based attacks. The ashes he controls are a lot denser than regular wood ashes, due to them being made out of rock and other volcanic debris. When he uses this magic, he can heat the ashes to insanely high temperatures, compress them to form a variety of obsidian constructs, or to unleash in a violent explosion to deal damage or give him quick boosts to his speed. TGS also gain the ability to consume smoke and ashes, as well as being immune to attacks of that type.

Spells:
Tephra God's Bellow
Tephra God's Obsidian Tears
Tephra God's Wrathful Upheaval
Tephra God's Pyroclastic Rush

Secret Art WIP

Secret Art(WIP):God Slayer Secret Art: Revenge of the Fallen
Usage: Xavier can only use it once, doing do will drain him of all his magic and do lots of internal damage due yo the intensity of the magic, making this an almost suicidal move.

Description: Xavier focuses all the magical power he has, including the pool of demonic energy he has yet to truly touch upon, and blasts it skyward, breaking up all the earth around him and turning it into volcanic ash. He then brings down the giant pillar of super heated rocks and gad upon his foe in a swirling cyclone, filing the space inside it with a choking cloud of ash that will burn and suffocate those caught inside. An added effect of this magic is that when it's about to end, Xavier can connect to the foes and act as a conduit for the souls of all the people that person has killed increasing the power of the final act, the cyclone exploding outward in a mass of intense flame and pellets of molten rock.

Demon King Curse:

Spells:
Knight: Main Offensive aid, capable of instant regens at the cost of some magic energy from Xavier each time, but has no real defensive abilities because of it. Current Soul:A currently unnamed warrior that has no magic, but is very fast and strong

Rook: Main defensive aid, stays close to the King and protects him from incoming attacks, can also reen, but at a slower pace, but defenses are pretty high. Unlike mosts classes, doesn't have access to magic it had during it's life, but has full access to physical ones and more added abilities from it's role. Current Soul: Classified

King: A mixed unit that focuses more on keeping the King safe. Cannot be used in conjunction with other roles Current Soul: Cassandra

Queen: More powerful than a king, and more focus on offense and taking the fight to the enemy. Again, only can be used by itself. Current Soul: None

Pawn: Relatively weak, but can be spawned as dupilicates, limited skills and a max of 8 pawns can be duplicated at a time Current Soul: None

Bishop: Long range Role, it usually stays near the king, but can leave his side to assume a vantage point from which to snipe from. Low defenses, but a very high Damage output.

Other: He's Revan's son, and as such, he also carries Demon blood in his veins. However, it has yet to be awakened and remain dormant inside him. However, it still passively increases his physical abilities to by a noticeable margin, and if activated, it will be a lot more concentrated then Revan's, since his demon blood is naturally apart of him instead of magically added.

He's a chain smoker, and has a slight addiction to them, but he doesn't see the harm since he can safely absorb what he inhales.

InFamous: Generations

Natasha & Nova The two stopped their tussling, with Natasha on top of Nova, the former sneaking in another sock to her brother's face before she got off of him and skipped over to Jacob, a confident smile on her face. "Gah, what the hell Natasha? And who's this guy." Nova held on to his jaw, getting up slowly and inching back aways. He kept a collection of knives, shivs, and broken beer bottles in a cubby near by, just in case somebody ever came in and tried to mess with them. Natasha ignored her brother, instead walking up and smacking Jacob lightly on his chest in welcome. "Hey hobo-guy, glad you could make it, I knew you couldn't stay away for long. Since your here, you must have decided to join us. Good on you, and as for our fight, that was because Nova over their is a fucking tattle-tale." "How many times do I have to tell you, I didn't say shit, it was one of the non-conduit reapers." "Bullshit, they'd no better then to tell on a conduit like me, I'm above them in every sense of the word. They would be too afraid of my wrath to even think of defying me." "Why, your a tiny loud mouth who suffers from delusions of grandeur, plus you don't have any powers to make them afraid of you, except the power to be incredibly annoying." Nova scoffed, stopping his pursuit of weapons once his sister said who the intruder was. If she knew him, then that meant that he was okay. "Don't get all uppity because you managed to recruit one person, it really doesn't make that much of a difference." "Yeah, well your face doesn't make much of a difference!" "That doesn't make any sense!" "Your face doesn't make any sense!" "Well at least I'm not so ugly that I have to cover it in makeup every day." "That's it, get over here and say that to my face!" And their they go again, locked in another brawl like Jacob wasn't even there. The wolf creature gave the man an expectant stare, as if to say 'Hey, do something about this already'.

InFamous: Generations

I've posted, with Jacob at the base and Cruor talking to the sound conduit, whose name I forget at the moment

InFamous: Generations

Cruor "A pleasure to make your acquaintance Jacob, and while I'd love to give you the grand tour of our facility, I make an effort to stay by Madame Scorn's side whenever possible. I will, however, give a guide to take you to our facility, though you may find the experience. . . discomforting." With that said, Cruor used a whole canister to create a wolf-like blood construct, this one much larger than what he had made to transport Natsha, to envelop the other conduit. "Once you arrive at the base, please try and find Natsha or her brother Nova, and they'll give you the tour in my stead, ta-ta now." And with a snap of his fingers, the beast took Jacob quickly through the city, taking a number of twist and turns on the way to the hide out, in case anyone had been following it. Once it arrived, it dropped Jacob off near the front of the tunnel, pointed him in the direction of Natasha's room, and quickly left to return to his master. If Jacob went in the direction the wolf pointed, he'd find Natsha fighting with another boy, while a smaller versionmof the wolf construct watched over them. Meanwhile, Cruor was on his way to City Hall, homing in on Scorn's blood rather easily until he got distracted by a powerful melody coming from a nearby rooftop. He was quick to investigate, and found a boy who seemed to be observiingnthe events going on on the roof of the building. Landing on the roof with a flourish, Cruor coughed into his hand to catch the child's attention. "Don't you know it'srather rude to spy on people, boy, especially dangerous conduits like those two.Though, since you're a conduit as well, I guess it's not that dangerous, though it still rather rude.So, do you have anything to say for yourself?"

W&T: FT RP!

Such Minecraft, much reference. And yes, I can't wait to let Aiden let loose on some people. Whether that includes the Treasure hunter guild or not remains to be seen.

W&T: FT RP!

Aiden Aiden was at the helm of the ship, enjoying the cool sea spray while he could, and glad that their was a spell to rid people of motion sickness. He knew he was in for a lot of heat at this new island, which was wonderfully named the Island of Greed by everyone who told them about, so he was expecting them to have so a tough time taking the amulet back from whoever took it. Once the ship had docked, he jumped out of the ship, and looked around to see the person who was supposed to be waiting for them. he quickly spotted a man that appeared to be waiting for people. "Oi, you with the midriff, are you the guy who sent the request?"

Oakenheim (Modern Supernatural RP)

Name:Jackson DuCarthy
Gender:Male
Age:16

Personality: Jackson is a rather reserved individual, though not so much that he won't try to talk to people. Normally, he can be rather friendly and outgoing, but he immediately clams up whenever he becomes afraid, agitated, or angered, fleeing from these emotions and the general area.

Appearance:
Jackson around 5'10, with black hair and dark blue eyes. He usually wear some type of jacket, jeans, T-shirt, and sneakers, but if the school has a uniform then he won't have any objections to wearing it. His skin is slightly tanned, since he likes to spend a lot of time outside, and he sometimes dyes strands of his hair different colors when he feels the need to change things up a bit. He is somewhat good looking, but that is usually hidden by his hood if he has one. He has a strange set of scars, three perpendicular claw marks, that goes from his shoulder to his elbow on his right side. He hides it whenever he can, and when asked about he will immediately clam up and attempt to leave the area.

Tether: Jackson is naturally connected to the supernatural, having being subjected to hearing voices of spirits for as long as he can remember. Until a month ago, he hadn't thought much of it, but then an event happened that changed his perspective on it, and made him afraid off it.

Ability/Talents: Ability: Physical Soul Projection, this ability is a side effect of having Aphosis inside of him. It allows him to project Aphosis' soul outside of him to interact with the world in a way similar to telekinesis, but at a cost. While using this ability, Jackson increases the chance of Aphosis taking over his body, as it takes a rather sizable to use Aphosis' soul in this way. When using this ability, or possessed by Aphosis, his right eye will glow an eerie silver color(Think Black Rock Shooter)

Talents he has are being an experienced Outdoors man and survivalist, as he spent his past summers in the grand outdoors with his family and takes pride in his survivl skills. He is also very good with knives, and has a collection of them at his house and never leaves home without at least three on his person, once for the opprotunity to show off, now because he's afraid to leave the house with out at least something to protect him.

Recent history:

"All my life, I've felt connected to the world of the unseen, of sprits and demons, of all the things we tell ourselves isn't true so that we can sleep at night without fear of what we don't understand. I had that luxury, cause I've heard them all my life, the spirits on the other side of our world. And I fear them, more than anything else. They left their mark on me long ago, and it burns me to this day."
Jackson is, or rather was, an outgoing individual, easily able to make friends with others. He liked hanging out with friends, and while he wasn't the best student, he managed to get by in his studies for the most part. That changed about a month before his transfer to Armstrong. He had gone over to a friends house for a party, a small one just for his group of close friends. Late in the night, one of them pulled out a Ouija board, and everyone but Jackson cheered in delight. They all started messing with it, calling to spirits and asking ridiculous questions, while Jackson tried to decided whether or not he should just leave.

One of his friends, seeing that Jackson wasn't joining in the fun, started to make fun of his apparent fear, calling him a scaredy cat. The rest of them joined in, trying to get him o join in. Jackson knew that what he was doing was a bad idea, but the peer pressure eventually made him cave in. He sat down at the table and put his hands on the Ouija board with everyone else, planning to ask a simple question than get the hell out of here. But then he got curious.

He knew he had some connection to that world, hearing things that could never be explained, voices from the darkness of shadows, and the weird sensation he got in some places that were supposedly haunted. He figured that he might as well try and use it to get some answers. So he focused on the board and prepared to ask the spirits his question.

He never got the chance.

Everything went black, and the sounds of screams filled the air, air rushing around him like he was in the center of a hurricane. It wasn't until something grabbed his arm and pulled him backwards away from the board, were he had been frozen in fear, that darkness vanished. By then it was already to late.

All of his friends were dead, some seeming as if they had been ripped apart by some wild animals, others as if they had the very drained from them. He was left their alone, with a grim wound to remind him of this night for the rest of his life.

After a month of investigation, he was cleared of having anything to do with the murders due to lack of any evidence and was set free from holding by the police. His family moved to their new home, and him to a new school, trying to recover some semblance of normalcy. Jackson was very much changed by the experience. He became very reclusive, trying his best to avoid contact with others, began reading up on charms and other magic items that were said to ward of spirits and other such things. He jumps at every shadow he sees, and goes near ballistic in the dark, He has been reduced to nothing but a shell of the boy he used to be.

And that wasn't the end of it. Shortly after he arrived in Oakenheim, he began to have dreams, nightmares, and hallucinations. He felt sick a lot, and felt strange urges to hurt people, break things, and cause overall Chaos. The cause, a spirit known as Aphosis, had taken residence inside of him during that night, and was trying to possess him, by driving him insane. However, due to him being exposed to the supernatural all of his life, he's fairly resistant to Aphosis' power, and can even make use of the spirit to use his ability, though he rarely makes use of it due to the strain the ability has over him.

streets of blood and honor (reboot)

Jack woke up, ate breakfast, and took his bike to the nearest WalkerTech store, giving a wave to Anstasia as he left. One he arrived at the store, he collected the phones he had ordered. ignoring all the stares he was getting, as he looked like some hoodlum that was robbing the place, what with his jacket on over his uniform, and piercing blue eyes. Once he had the phones, he biked to school, and went to his classes as normal, taking little notice of all the stares being sent his way. He was used to be stared at, since his reputation on the streets was well known, and he had expected attention from the what they had done to the reapers. However, when one of the dragon wannabe's tried to mess with him, he was quick to remind them who they were messing with. he hadn't done anything to bad, and he put the fear of god into them to make sure they didn't say a word of what happened, so he went about the rest of the morning in relative peace.