Raijinslayer

Scion: A modern Odyssey

@Sloth

Scion: A modern Odyssey

@Doktor FaustJust hitting you up to let you know I'm still in this, just taking me a little bit because I like making the character in the system for stuff based on ttrpg stuff. Also, anyone have good ideas for birth rights for the aztec goddess of filth(if I attempt to write that name out, i'm going to fuck it up, I'm certain of it)

Kakumei

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The ??? ranks were mostly because they're must the means of utilizing genjutsu. Since I don't want to get hyper specific with what is essentially illusions that can change depending on the setting.

@Reflection

So you're saying that this genjutsu can not only insta-kill anyone it touches and effect all 5 of the senses, but that you can change the type of illusion cast at will? No matter how you slice it, this genjutsu is broken and doesn't even really follow genjutsu rules in the first place. While the tendency to require highly specific genjutsu techniques is a hassle that we as gm's are trying to figure out(seriously, do we need a whole jutsu slot just to change words on a sign) that doesn't mean you can just pull this custom one out of your ass that has absolutely no real counters(It would be piss easy for her to just hide somewhere to avoid getting hit for the duration of this jutsu and that is not okay) then lock it all up behind some split-personality seal and call it a day. You could have it so she has to perform a ten-minute Raindance to use and it still wouldn't be anything close to acceptable for a jonin character, much less a genin. Speaking of that split personality. . .

As for the reincarnation thing, it's a split personality. She's not actually a reincarnation. Those of the Kurama clan with superior genjutsu power all form split personalities, and the clan believes these split personalities are their ancestors, and thus the personality takes after that belief.

Reflection

I can buy this, even though I'm 95% sure that isn't how split-personalities work, it's somewhat thematic and adds some culture to the clan. Doesn't even come close to being a good excuse for her to be as powerful as you are making her. Not in the slightest. You see, I want you to look at every other app on the OOC, and I mean really look them over. Then, I want you to look at yours. Prodigy or not, she is of a level of power that is frankly ridiculous for what we have here. A character her age isn't going to be killing a chunin, much less any of the Kage. So when you go to tweak the abilities, you need to crank that power dial back. Like, alllllll the way back. No ifs, ands, or buts.

Also, don't use the split personality as a limiter, because it's not a limiter
When playing a character with multiple personalities, the obvious thing is that all of them will be on show sooner or later, so no matter the perceived difficulty that switching to that persona takes, it comes off as a very flimsy self-limitation that can be broken rather easily from a writing perspective without any form of growth of character whatsoever. If you want to tie abilities to the alter ego, consider this "Would this ability be acceptable if it was on the regular persona?" If yes, then go ahead. If no, then chuck it away for possible use later when your character actually grows into it.

Personally, I have a few more points I want to touch on, but they're best saved for the actual review. This was just a bit of advice so that when you've reworked her, she gets a fair shot of getting accepted like everyone else.

Jutsu limit for prodigies is 3 C's, a few D's, and the academy techniques. I'm not sure if you were aware of that limitation, but it is a very hard limit that would need a much, much stronger case then "locked behind a split-personality" to get through.

I hope you found this advice to be helpful(despite it being somewhat ramblely) and I thank you for taking the time to read this.

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

Damian

Location: One Night in Hell→ Exiting
Time: Evening- Opening

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Damian took a deep breath, hearing Nikki's voice, but not really able to take in what she was saying. It took everything he had to keep his form together. . . and hold back every fiber of his being from latching onto Nikki and draining her dry of all of the vis. With another shuddering breath, Damian managed to force the shadowy bits of his body in something resembling a human shape, though his voice still came out as a resonating drone rather than something formed by actual vocal chords.

"I. . I. . . I'm fine, N-Nikki. Just . . just . . just fine."

Picking himself up to his feet, eyes focused at some point in the distance, he limped his way towards the door of the club but didn't make it far before his leg gave out from underneath him. He fell with a sharp cry, hissing through his teeth as he struggled to get to his feet once more, but couldn't even summon the strength to do that. And more than anything, he felt hungry. Terribly, terribly hungry, more so than he ever had before, and every movement he made only seemed to make it worse. So he simply laid there, entire body coiled tight in on itself as he waited for the ambulances, focusing all of his thoughts internally, and shutting everything else out. Anything less than this, and he was afraid he wouldn't be able to stop himself from attacking the next person he saw.

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As the ambulances drove off, the young licentia sat down amongst the whipping winds of ice and snow, kneading the now empty vis package in his hands. The paramedics had watched him the entire time they had been there, looking as if he might jump them at the slightest moment. He could smell the fear and suspicion that clung to them as they went about their work the whole time, and was half certain that part of the reason they had been so insistent on getting Nikki to the hospital was to make sure she didn't end up alone with him. For his part, however, he couldn't really blame them. When they had arrived, he had barely been able to hold his form together, the hunger gnawing at his frayed sense of reason like a rabid beast. If they had waited any longer to arrive, he didn't think he would've been able to hold himself back.

In all his life, it was the first time that he had ever experience such a ferocious hunger, and even now he couldn't help but feel a slight gnawing hunger rumbling from within his core, the few packs of vis that they had used to stabilize him proving insufficient to sate it. But it would do until he could find somewhere else to feed. . . hopefully. Pushing that thought aside, for now, he only offered the briefest of glances to Nikki as she asked him if he had a place to stay the night.

". . . You don't have to. I don't. . don't want to be a bo-bo-bother. I can find somewhere to hunker down till the storm passes. . . or at least lets up. Benefit of being a licentia like me, you can fit in quite a few places."

@Fallenreaper

Iquenos: In Nomine Domini

Lazulin, W.I.P

“Well then. . . Let's raise some hell!”

N A M E

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Lazulin Mulciber

A G E

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22

O R I G I N

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Homeland and Locale if applicable.

V I S A G E

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Lazulin is a tall, lean individual, easily distinguished from a crowd by his long strands of silvery-white hair and mismatched red and blue eyes. An especially noticeable trait he has is the strange tattoo-like scar that runs down the side of his face, sharing a similar angry red coloration as the eye it frames. As side from these traits, Laz's face is rather handsome in its own way, though most will find there to be a strange level of . . . intensity in his eyes, as if something is staring at them from just within the darkness of his pupils.

In regards to his attire, he often walks around in a dark cloak covering the majority of his form, beneath it being a somewhat stylish but mostly functional outfit. He often keeps his right arm underneath his cloak whenever possible, so as not to draw attention to the strange black gauntlet that adorns it. In the side of his coat, there is a holster for Twilight, a magitech revolver that shoots out condensed bolts of Malum-infused energy from the Lacrima stored within the core of the weapon, which needs to be taken out to be recharged with Malum every so often. He also carries a large array of mundane knives of various sizes on his person, for when encounters tend to get more up close and personal than he generally prefers.

P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S

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Laz is generally a fun-loving soul who enjoys playing a good prank or three on those around him, using his wit and charm to lower people's guard before striking with certain humiliation. While most of his jokes can be considered in the name of fun, he does have a tendency to go a tinge too far at times, especially if the target in question has done something to irritate or anger him recently. Laz's temperament can best be described as that of a low burning flame, in that he isn't the type to go over the top with his anger, but instead holds a grudge against the offender in question until he feels like they either have proven themselves worthy to be forgiven, or he has been able to enact an appropriate punishment upon them.

When it comes to the current government, however, you'll find few others who hold such a deep-seated and burning hatred for them as he does, So great is this anger, as well as his desire for vengeance, that he treats everyone involved with the system to be corrupt until proven otherwise, and often has little hesitation in dealing out his own brand of justice on them for their supposed crimes, be they present or future ones.

L I F E E X P E R I E N C E S

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Laz is not fully human. This is a fact that he has been aware of for as long as he can remember, explained to him by the woman he once called his mother, Nirvellia Mulciber. As the Inquisitor tasked with researching the influx of demonic activity as well as ways to handle them with fewer casualties, to find a young hybrid specimen like Lazulin was a veritable goldmine of information.

He was snatched away from the orphanage where he was found and taken to a secure facility to be raised by the researchers there, always put under a constant battery of tests and assessments to see how the demonic blood in his veins affect him both magically and physically. he was not treated poorly, however, quite the opposite, with the researcher treating him as a child first and an experiment second, especially when they got to know him. This was mostly done in order to keep Lazulin in as neutral an environment as possible, but also because the researchers weren't monsters. Half-demon or not, the boy still looked and acted like a sweet and caring little boy, and as a result, melted many a heart in the facility.

The most notable case of this was Nirvelli herself. Lazulin was practically glued to her hip throughout much of his early life, and despite her best efforts to remain objective, she couldn't help but feel a warm, maternal connection with the boi. In all ways except legal, she and the other researchers had adopted Lazulin, teaching him how to control the large pool of latent ether within him through the practice of Animancy, which he took to quite easily.

However, aside from an impressive pool of latent magical power and his natural skill in wielding it, Lazulin's only noticeable trait was how he seemed to radiate small levels of demonic ether that seemed to steadily increase as he grew up. Knowing the many dangers this could pose for the research group as a whole, a special gauntlet was developed restrict his demonic blood, developed as a prototype from one of their tests. With it, he would not only be able to safely interact with others without risking corrupting those around him with tainted ether but also could theoretically use it in a similar manner to an artificarum to channel the demonic energies within him, though any attempt to awaken any special abilities granted by his demon blood often lead to little and less success.

While the research team was content with their progress, steadily learning more and more about demonic ether and it's properties from the boy, the higher-ups were much less accepting of his lack of abilities. While they had said that the project was to understand the power of the Abyssal denizens that plagued the land, what they had wanted more than anything was either a weapon or some way to harness the demonic energies for their own uses. None of the research provided by the team was able to meet those standards, and after 18 years, the Eccelsiae decided that they needed to take matters into their own hands. A small platoon of Inquisitors was sent to the research station, demanding the boy be handed over for more radical testing. However, to their surprise, they found a good number of the researcher to be in opposition to the idea, especially when Nirvelli herself did so. Unfortunately for all of the protesters, the Inquisitors weren't taking no for an answer and despite their requests for more time, they quickly subdued all dissenting team members until they got to Nirvelli, who actually attacked one of the Inquisitors when they tried to grab a frightened Lazulin.

The Head Inquisitor of the platoon put her down before she could do much damage, face curled into a look of disgust and irritation. While the others went to Apprehend a struggling Lazulin, the head Inquisitor drew his blade and approached the downed woman with the intent to execute her for her treason. Lazulin watched the blade as time seemed to slow down, feeling utterly helpless and insignificant as his entire world was being torn away from him. And at that moment, he heard something. A voice within, one that had been with him all his life, whispering dark promises of power whenever his emotions seemed to be getting the better of him. Before, he had always managed to dispel it, as the voice brought with it the feeling of evil and danger. But at this moment, with the site of the woman that he'd come to think of as a mother about to be slain, he didn't hesitate to latch onto the voice. He let it consume him entirely, drowning himself in power, hunger, and primal rage as his visions faded into nothing but a field of red.

When the red faded away, he was the only soul left alive within the facility, with a flurry of disjointed memories floating through his mind, showing scene after scene of horrific violence as his demon-possessed body sought out and killed every last soul it could find, a monster without conscious or rational thought.

Just a beast driven to kill and devour solely by it's murderous, all-consuming Hunger.

He relived every moment of his victim's deaths, feeling everything they felt roll through him as he felt nothing but disgust and self-hatred. But more than anything, he felt a deep hatred for the Eccelsiae and the Inquisitors who had caused all of this to happen. If they hadn't come around, then he none of this would have happened. From this train of thought came others like it, pushing more and more blame onto the Ecclesiae, holding them responsible for everything that had happened and promising to himself that he wouldn't stop till the entire organization was not but ashes. With this new target in mind, he took a moment to mourn his family, promising once more that he would avenge their deaths, before setting out with his new purpose in hand, unknowingly giving into the darker urges and fueling the his demonic inner nature.

Over the next few years, he used his new found ability to learn more about the Eccelsiae's inner workings, target key targets and points of interest, and do everything he could to disrupt the organization, sometimes at the cost of innocnet lives. While he has yet to be identified by name, his face and hair often concealed underneath a hood and mask, his specific use of malum energy and his demonic abilities are often used to warn the general populace, with the main warrant on his head being a sizeable sum for his death, and about triple that for his live capture.

The Eccelsiae still want thei rweapon, after all.

E L E M E N T A L A F F I N I T Y

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Malum

A T T R I B U T E S

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Animancy: This magic was originally crafted with the purpose of turning malum energy towards healing and genetic improvement of mankind. Making use of malum's unique properties when coming in contact with other forms of ether to transfer vitality, heal grievous wounds, and even enhance one's body beyond human limitations. However, when it came to start dismantling the Ecclesiae piece by piece, Lazulin turned the magic towards much darker purposes.

To put it simply, through the use of Malum-infused ether, Lazulin can increase his regenerative and physical abilities, infuse objects or living things with necrotic energies, or even corrupt biological matter, either to force it to evolve in some way temporarily(say forcing his own body to change in order to grow a pair of wings of a tail) or cause the cells within a dead or dying creature to suddenly start multiplying like crazy, forming into cancerous growths that can somewhat shaped by Lazulin's will. However, more than other magic, these abilities come at a cost. Immediately after any transformation's duration ends, the user will feel a rather extreme form of fatigue falls over them. Similar effects are caused by the other uses of the magic, but they're more in line with what's to be expected of such spells.

The Great Devourer, Nidhoggr:Less a proper form of magic then it is a simple unleashing of malum energy at it's most extreme intensity, this magic summons forth an amorphous creature made of pure malum-infused ether, wrapping around him like a cloak and acting as a versatile tool for both offensive and defensive maneuvers by shifting itself into a myriad of shapes, most commonly that of a hungering wyrm. The energy that makes up this monster is composed is highly caustic and destructive, causing anything it touches to start breaking apart, be it metal, flesh, even ether itself. That being said, the speed of this deterioration depends on the strength of what's being put up against it, so stronger foes, dense or enhanced materials, and dense concentrations of ether, often take much longer to break down.

Another feature of this magic, however, is that its caustic nature isn't solely an offensive attribute, but instead an aid for the primary function of the magic: to feed on life, primarily other magic users. When something becomes fully consumed by the malum energy construct, not only does its ether serve to fuel Lazulin's reserves a bit(Nidhoggr itself is a highly draining magical technique that Lazulin can't maintain for that long even if he wanted to, no matter how much it consumes), but he also gains all of that individual's memories, right up to the moment of their demise. It takes time to completely process them, something usually done when he can take the time to focus, but such a skill has proven very useful to Lazulin in his attempts to take down the Ecclesiae, though he's yet to get used to the distrurbed feeling he gets whenever he goes through the memories of a dead man, knowing that he had been the one to kill him. This skill can also be used to temporarily gain the skills of someone recently consumed, allowing Lazulin to do some of the things that individual can do for a shrot time after he has consumed them, about 5 minutes or when he stops using the magic, which ever comes first.

Kakumei

Just in case anyone missed it on the discord, we will stop accepting sheets on July 25th, and will be deciding on the final roster on August 1st. If you have any questions, feel free to tag any of the gms and we will answer them as soon as we can.

Kakumei

@Doomstar Thanks for the interest! I don't think you'll be able to get the Hatake spot as the GM is making a hatake charrie, but just click the link here and we can see if we can work something else for your app.

Scion: A modern Odyssey

@Doktor FaustYe, a friend of mine introduced me to it, but we've never been able to get a game off the ground.

Scion: A modern Odyssey

Hmmmmm, I have a scion idea for the Aztec goddess of filth, so i'd definiteky be interested in this.

Kakumei

When did Yari become a Stark of Winterfell? I like it tho