@Dumb1And1Lazy Since you have withdrawn, what do you want to happen with your character(s)? Since my character has already started interacting with yours, and know is likely going to have to explain where they went.
The Nephilim didn't go to class. Really, what use did the son of Hasmed have for Crafts and Pottery? Instead he was simply walking around campus, familarising himself with where everything was. At least u til he heard someone rambling about calling in some kind of strike force. Walking around the pillar so he could look at the person who had clearly lost it, on the first day no less. Needless to say, the Nephilim was not impressed. "Rough day?" Zienaknuen asked casually. "Come on, human. Call off whatever strike you ordered. This is bigger than you and your petty racism." The nephilim ordered. Of course it would be a human to start shooting at the sight of this many supernaturals. Not at all thinking about the nueanced politics of Supernatural Culture. Hell, if the Human really wanted this whole experiment to fail, there were much easier ways of doing it, that were much less overt. Turn the wolves against vamps. Play to the Fae's tendancies towards pranks, and make them a nuisance for everyone. Even demons could be pitted against each other with a little manipulation. However, as it always was, the Humans attacking everyone first. Well, maybe one good thing could come from this, it could unite the Supernatural world against the humans. Ending a mellenia old war.
Zee dropped his bag on the floor. "So, how is this gonna go? You calm down, and tell your little friends to stop the attack, and let the Church handel this. Or, I pummel you into the sidewalk until you can't stand. I would very muich prefer the first one, as violence is unbecoming. Have faith in the church to do what is right. Hell, get your superours to call the Vatican. They want this experiment to work. End eons of war. Don't stand in the way of greater good, because you can't see past race."
Name: Zienaknuen, goes by Zee. Age: 19 Species: Nephilim powers(if any): Angelic Body - Due to his Angelic heritage, Zienaknuen is strong enough to lift heavy vehicles and punch through steel, fast enough to move at subsonic speeds, agile enough to leap over small buildings and dodge supersonic attacks, durable enough to withstand bullets, grenades and low-to-medium explosives. Wings of an Angel - Not really wings perse. Due to a pure Angel's mostly spiritual form, the wings do not have a physical form. Instead, manifest in the form of two scars on Zee's back. By channelling his Angelic power, Zienaknuen can manifest his wings as dual blades (pictured below). Wielding one in each hand. While wielding them, Zuenaknuen can manifest energy barriers to use as shields.
His Father's Halo - While it typically appears as a circular brand over his heart, the Halo is more of a weapon than a power. A gift from his father, Zienaknuen can use the Halo to manifest into the form of a large pistol, allowing him to channel his Angelic powers in more offensive ways. sexuality: Straight bio(optional): Zienaknuen is the offspring of the Angel Hasmed and a Nun. He was raised in a convent, trained as part of a secret order within the church to hunt demons. With the opening of the portal, a host of Angels presented themselves to the church, asking them to desist their war on demonkind, and requested the young Nephilim, Zienaknuen, was to attend the school to show that Angel-Kind was finally willing to show the demons that there was a peaceful solution to the ages old conflict. With the Angels wishing to reunite with demons, reuniting heaven and hell into one glorious afterlife for all mortals, as was Gods original intention. other(optional):
Name: Zienaknuen, goes by Zee. Age: 19 Species: Nephilim powers(if any): Angelic Body - Due to his Angelic heritage, Zienaknuen is strong enough to lift heavy vehicles and punch through steel, fast enough to move at subsonic speeds, agile enough to leap over small buildings and dodge supersonic attacks, durable enough to withstand bullets, grenades and low-to-medium explosives. Wings of an Angel - Not really wings perse. Due to a pure Angel's mostly spiritual form, the wings do not have a physical form. Instead, manifest in the form of two scars on Zee's back. By channelling his Angelic power, Zienaknuen can manifest his wings as dual blades (pictured below). Wielding one in each hand. While wielding them, Zuenaknuen can manifest energy barriers to use as shields.
His Father's Halo - While it typically appears as a circular brand over his heart, the Halo is more of a weapon than a power. A gift from his father, Zienaknuen can use the Halo to manifest into the form of a large pistol, allowing him to channel his Angelic powers in more offensive ways. sexuality: Straight bio(optional): Zienaknuen is the offspring of the Angel Hasmed and a Nun. He was raised in a convent, trained as part of a secret order within the church to hunt demons. With the opening of the portal, a host of Angels presented themselves to the church, asking them to desist their war on demonkind, and requested the young Nephilim, Zienaknuen, was to attend the school to show that Angel-Kind was finally willing to show the demons that there was a peaceful solution to the ages old conflict. With the Angels wishing to reunite with demons, reuniting heaven and hell into one glorious afterlife for all mortals, as was Gods original intention. other(optional):
Age: 27 Branch: Sorceress Skills: Guitar, making cocktails, hunting witches and supernals Magical Ability description(If sorceress): "" - Robert Hatch's ability is derived from music. The ability, which he has coined, 'Solo Warping,' is Hatch's ability to invoke magical effects by playing the guitar. He tends to focus on boosting his allies, while weakening his enemies. However, he can summon various offensive effects, such as lightning. While Solo Warping is Robert's main magical ability, it is not his only one. Non-standard gear:
Robert's weapon of coice is the Gun-Tar. Part gun, part guitar. He got special consideration to wield this instead of a normal rifle, because the abilityt to carry a guitar into combat without having to carry more gear was very usuful since it was the root of his magical ability.
The Party Rocker Armour (or PRA!) is a custom suit of armour. Reinforced with magic, to protect him from curses and hexes. It is also enchanted to prevent it from being manipulated by magic. Robert has painted it brioght colours to fit with his aesthetic.
Physical description(images or written, I am fine with either): Biography: Robert Bently Hatch, has gone to a great effort to brand himself as the Rocker. Rob, as he casually goes by, was raised predominatly in small, mobile settlements of humans. HIs parents had raised him to respect human life, and his mother (who was a witch) was the magical protector of the community he was raised in. He deleoped his gift at a young age, when he turned to guitar as a creative outlook to help escap from the disaster of the world. When he started playing, the building started to shake. His mother started to teach him how to control his gift, and soon he was playing shows for the other residents of the community, using magic to ease their worries.
When GRAM came knocking, because they had heard about his mother, they wished to recruit her, but she wanted to stay with the people she protected. To help the people he had grown up with, and let her mother stay, Rob showed off his ability, and offered to join GRAM as a Warlock. Throughout his training, he started focusing on rock music, and became somewhat of an entertainer to the other troops and the general populace. This didn't stop him going out on missions with troopers though, and often troopers looked forward to going on missions with him, because his ability makes the Troopers stronger. Other Anything that doesn't fit): Is somewhat of a rockstar within GRAM.
So, gotta few questions. Trying to iron out a character concept.
1 - You mention Male Witches being super rare. Are they available as a player character? 2 - You say there are genetic markers for witches. With the help of magic, would it be possible to create a serum that granted a form of magic to normal people? Like an experimental type of super soldier? 3 - Where are we at with MUWs? Can I make a character that uses them? Like a pendant that increases his physical attributes and a pistol that fires magic bullets?
Maxwell was not fond of the morning bell. He had never been one for mornings. Begrudgingly opening his eyes, and rolling out of bed. "Wanda, its time to get up." He said as he rolled out of bed. Basically, just falling, face down onto the ground. Just before he hit the ground, his fall slowed to a halt. Before he was gently placed on the ground. "Your getting slow." He said as he stood up. Sighing, he stretched out. With a flourish of his fingers, the wand that was sitting on his bedside table flew into his hand. He gently waved the wand around his face. As he did, the dark crystal end of the wand began to glow softly. As he passed the wand over the lover half of his face, the stubble that had grown overnight simply fell out. Energy washed over him, cleaning him. By passing the wand over his hair, it pushed his hair back, styling it. It was a simple spell he had learned before his time at Raindale. A spell to help get ready for the day, without having to spend time in the shower. He typically slept in little more than just underpants, which he changed before putting on a pair of jeans. Coupled with a grey shirt that said 'Give the Gift of Life, Be a Necromancer.'
Maxwell Johnston tucked the wand up behind his ear, like a pencil. He tapped the base of the wand. "Wanda, lets dance.". With that, a chartreuse energy tendril encircled his head. Fading into invisibility. What happened next was a little strange, but it was part of how he got ready in the morning. The Dolly Parton song, '9 to 5' played around Maxwell. He took the wand out from behind his ear and waved it in front of his throat. a glowing symbol superimposed itself on his throat. It was there for about a second before fading. Maxwell started moving to the beat. Singing along to the eighties song. as he moved around his cubical getting his stuff ready for the day.
Around halfway through the song, he left his cubical, and started dancing through the dorm room, and out towards cafeteria. Singing and dancing the whole way there. By the time he made it to the cafeteria, the song had ended, and Maxwell had returned his wand to its resting place behind his ear. As he walked in, he had a smile on his face. "Your getting better, Wanda." He complimented his familiar as he looked for a place to sit. Figuring he should get some food before it is all gone, he grabbed a plate and got the last of the eggs. It was a shame he had shown up late and made a point to make sure he was going to be their faster next time. Turning back, he decided to take a seat with Imani and Jo. Sliding, rather graciously, he thought, into a seat at their table, he placed his plate on the table. "Morning Ladies. I didn't steal someone's spot, did I?"
What a day. Get redeployed at The Playground to be part of some team, and not even two minutes after walking in the door, alarms are going off. The trip to the Playground wasn't much better than coming into a building just before alarms going off. It wasn't that SHIELD hadn't provided adiquite transport, just that, its only so much fun being couped up in SHIELD cargo plane for eighteen hours. He was looking forward to being on the ground, and seeing new faces, but alarms going off wasn't Dixon's idea of a great reception.
Dixon only had a vague idea of what was going on. He picked a bad day to skim the briefing. He vaguely recalled having to meet Agent Reed or Abercrombie. What made it harder was he didn't know what either actually looked like. Coming out into a hallway, he saw a woman who looked important. Dixon figured she would know where he could find Abercrombie of Reed. "Hey." He called out to her, lifting his arm in a wave to try and get her attention over the Alarm. The alarm shut off, so he could at least speak normally. "Afternoon." He began as a greeting now that the alarm was off. "Sorry to bother you, but I'm Agent Dixon. Just transferred here today. I'm supposed to check in with Agent Abercrombie or Reed." He said, introducing himself. "Do you happen to know where I can find either of them or tell me what's going on?"
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" - Robert Hatch's ability is derived from music. The ability, which he has coined, 'Solo Warping,' is Hatch's ability to invoke magical effects by playing the guitar. He tends to focus on boosting his allies, while weakening his enemies. However, he can summon various offensive effects, such as lightning. 
