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Name: Kingsley Sovereign

Appearance: Kingsley is a massive giant of a man with heavily tanned skin and scars all over his body. He almost never wears a shirt, but a sarashi covers his stomach and there are wraps around his hands. He wears a pair of white pants that have become frayed at the bottom and black shoes and socks. His head is bald, but he always seems to have 5-o-clock shadow and a scowl on his face. He is incredibly muscular, and stands at almost seven feet tall. His eyebrows are gigantic and awe-inspiring.

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Year Level: 2nd year

Faction/club: Cooking Club

Power: Kingsley’s delicious homemade dishes are not only tasty, but they also bequeath to the eater some qualities of the creatures used in the ingredients for a full day. For example, if someone ate his turtle soup, their body would become resilient like a turtle’s shell. If they ate his bear stew, they would become much stronger and their sense of smell would greatly increase. One can have the qualities of up to three creatures at a time in this way. If one already has an ability that increases one of these parameters, then the dish adds to it. Thus, a weak man will become a strong man and a strong man will become a stronger man.

After years of intense training and eating his own food, Kingsley’s body has permanently taken on a fraction of the power his dishes bequeath. Thus, he is always stronger, faster, and more resilient than a normal man of his size and strength would be. Which is already a lot.



Rank: 47,000

Points: 42,000

Dorm: C-tier
Yes, being without so much as a word for two whole days this early in the game is somewhat distressing. Even if it's not progress, just to hear something would be good enough for me.

I also dislike being pushy, so I'm glad someone else spoke up.
Name: Oswald Malmonte (goes by Lord Hatred)
Age: 28
Sex: Male
Appearance:


Personality: Lord Hatred is an angry man, and quite dramatic. He takes a lot of cues from Saturday morning cartoon villains, but he isn’t quite as one-dimensional. Probably. While impulsive, Lord Hatred is not a stupid man by any stretch of the imagination. He’s just angry and unfulfilled, and wants for others to feel the same. Lord Hatred started off as an internet reviewer, yelling almost incomprehensibly at movies and video games. Needless to say, he saw huge success and massive encouragement. The angrier he became, the more likes and views he received. This lead him to relate anger with praise and adoration, and he became even more angry and cynical every day. He started becoming like this in real life too, and he ended up driving all of his friends and family away and losing his real job which, well, made him even angrier. Eventually, he became so enraged at everything that he gained the powers of a minor rage deity.

Ability:
Good! I can use every OUNCE of your RAAAGE! - Lord Hatred becomes even more powerful the more anger there is around him. Being a minor rage deity, this means that he is always stronger, tougher, and faster than a normal human. His abilities increase even further when there are others nearby who are enraged. In addition, the range for this ability also increases dependent on nearby anger. Its starting range is about three yards and grows about a foot for each other angry person in range, though this growth is really more dependent on the amount of rage than the number of people. Quality over quantity, Lord Hatred always says.

Yesss! Let your anger grooow! – Lord Hatred can control anger, which extends to the ability to incite anger in others via his presence and/or oration as well as direct that anger towards a person or thing he specifies. This ability can work in conjunction with the first, but enraging someone completely artificially doesn’t provide as much power as real anger. In addition, he cannot incite or control the anger of PCs with this power as PCs are greater than his ability.

Skills:
Talking smack – When Lord Hatred talks, the peons listen like the good little sheep they are. Years of reviewing video games and movies, no matter how garbled in anger the speech is, have prepared him for speaking to others and doing it well.

He’s got a sword! – Lord Hatred’s sword isn’t just for show; he can use it, and use it to the best of his greater-than-human abilities.

Critical observation – Reviewing garbage pieces of trash has given him an incredibly detail-oriented eye. He is able to spot things that most people wouldn’t, and then sarcastically comment on them. Or just go off.

I hate my fans – Lord Hatred has just the worst fans. They hate everything! Well, except for Lord Hatred. His fanbase consists of a lot of different people as well who, while they won’t put their life on the line for him, will help him out however they can. As long as it doesn’t cost too much or take much time.

@Snakes
So then we all start off aware of each other through this network? Or at least able to contact one another? That should be helpful regarding my concerns, though it might earn the ire of more secretive masterminds. Shouldn't be too much of a problem for me, though, because I'm planning something a little more flamboyant. Thank you for clarifying, Snakes.
Well, this game has certainly caught my interest. I'll get to working on a sheet soon, I think, but before that there's something I would like to ask. In games like this, where everyone is a villainous mastermind with their own goals, it can become hard to have characters interact with one another. On a meta level, character interaction is the most satisfying and fulfilling part of roleplaying and everyone wants to do it. On a game level, however, we're all basically secretive, ruthless, paranoid psychopaths. The goal of the game is to get everything done without anyone figuring you out or noticing your plans, while the goal of the player is to interact with others and have fun.

So, essentially, I would like to know how you plan to facilitate and/or incentivize character interaction. Having all the players be separate and try to further their own goals with the GM may work for a little while, but soon everyone is gonna want to check up on Hannibal Gutkicker or Ms. Katonic in character and they won't be able to without metagaming like a mofo.
Okuu stared at the quest board intensely after the ice cream man pointed to it, putting together in her head what it might mean, when a particularly boxy-looking boy showed up and addressed her. He seemed to want a quest, so he must like ice cream also. Okuu smiled at him. "Hi, boxy guy. I just got a quest for ice cream," she stated proudly, indicating the ice cream man, "I bet he'll give you a quest for ice cream too, if you ask." Okuu walked over to the quest board, the room quaking slightly at her heavy steps, and began grabbing all of the papers off of it. She arranged them in a neat stack, and brought them to the ice cream man. "Quest completed," she announced, "may I have my ice cream now?" Okuu felt proud, for having solved the puzzle of the paperboard. Obviously, the ice cream man had wanted all the stuck papers to be returned to him. Papers that Okuu couldn't really read, so they had no relevance to her. She then looked back at the boxy guy. "How do you do that? I've never seen someone so boxy before. Is it magic?" she asked, and began to poke Steve lightly.
@RokkuHoshi, Okuu is in the diner rather than the bar and she is not a little girl, though Cirno could certainly be mistaken for one. Is Okuu the one you referred in your post for Steve? Because it seems that way, but I'm just making sure.
"Nuh," Okuu retorted, "She was really mean to me. She doesn't care at all, and she thinks I'm a bother, so I'm gonna get the ice cream all myself. That will show her who's a bother, and it won't be me, because I have the ice cream." Okuu's cheeks puffed out and she took a seat at the counter of the diner. She didn't need help from anyone; she was gonna get that ice cream all on her lonesome and everyone would be so impressed and she would tell Orin and Satori later and they would give her treats and praise. Just then, the clown walked in, and Okuu turned back to Rawk. "It's nice to meet you and all, mister Rawk, but you can buy mister clown something instead of me. I want to do this on my own." She then turned to the proprietor, and with the most serious look she could muster on her face, said, "I will have one ice cream, please, and I will go on any quest that needs doing to get it."
"I... I'm a bother?" asked Okuu, her sunken heart showing up on her face. She quietly crawled out of Samus' arms, and watched as Cirno tottered away. Okuu tried her best all the time, but she always seemed to end up bothering people. She slumped away from the bounty hunter, looking back for only a second with the expression of a kicked puppy. "Sorry miss human alien robot lady," she mumbled before turning back towards the diner and moving on. Perhaps there was ice cream there. Okuu was certain that if she was at least able to get the ice cream, it would prove her aptitude in some way. She was going to show them; she was going to show them all who could get the ice cream better than anyone ever. And that 'who' was Okuu.
It would be obvious to almost anyone that Samus did not want company at the moment, and even more so that she did not want to carry Okuu. Okuu, however, was more 'almost' than 'anyone', and thus remained attached to the power suit. Instead of getting off when Samus extended her arms, Okuu held Samus tight around the chest area to stabilize herself. As she did so, she waved at Rawk who had stopped by and then left very quickly. "No, no, you need to really wrap your arms under me or else I might fall," said Okuu in her normal, friendly tone. It felt nice to know more about something than someone. Okuu continued to smile sweetly up at Samus and Cirno. Even though Okuu didn't know how to do very much, it was nice that she seemed to be making some friends at a good pace. "Anyways, mister not-mister not-robot, did you say bean weapon? Like adzuki beans? Can you make anko with it? What about oshiruko? Or daifuku? Can you do scans while you tell me a story?"
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