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Amotep Alliance

Amotep Alliance

Claim: 11

OVERVIEW

Alliance between Mages, Humans, Dwarves and the Great Dragons. The Humans, Amotep, are the most numerous with a large standing army. The dwarves supplement the humans with mighty war machines such as Golems, and Mechanical Dragonfly cavalry and make up the bulk of the Economy. The few Mages are powerful and summon dragon-kin and eldritch horrors to reinforce the battle lines, in addition to wielding potent blasts of magic. Lastly the few Great Dragons are passive and reluctant to enter into conflict but are terrors on the field if they do.

CULTURE

The Amotep are the governing body of the Alliance, however the Dwarven King and Arch-Mage also have significant say in the dealings of the empire. The alliance is militaristic but defensive, they utilize their Dwarven experts heavily in the economy by forging weapons and trinkets for trade. The Mages work closely with the Great Dragons in researching arcane arts and aiding the population with healing or other needs for magic. After that, there is very little Friction between the factions of the alliance.

APPEARANCE

The average Amotep Citizen looks of average human shape with an olive tint to the skin and black or brown hair, their armor is of Dwarven make and somewhat bulky on them, but making them very durable. The Dwarves, look exactly as one would expect. The Mages are all drawn from the Amotep, Dwarven mages are all Forge-wizards or Rune-Smiths and remain with their kin. lastly the great dragons vary widely in appearance, from the frame of the body to the coloration of the scales.

ECONOMY

Water, Ceramic (bathroom tiles), Metals from wires, pipes, Jewlery. metals are refined using Dwarven forges and Dragon Fire. Linen and fabric, chemicals (from the bathroom or closet), and anything else i cant think of.

LEADERSHIP

A counsel made up of the Dwarven King, Arch-Mage, Amotep King, and one of the Great Dragons (whichever bothers to show up)

Amotep

Emperor Aemon

The Emperor of the Amotep Empire is a reserved man, modestly wielding his authority and keeping the peace between the other factions. reluctant to wage war preferring to grow an prosper rather than constantly wage petty wars over territory.

General Scorpius

The General is much the opposite of the Emperor, he is brazen and a warmonger kept in check only by the emperor. He is an elite knight sporting armor forged by the Dwarves in honor of his rank.

Mages

Arch mage

The Arch Mage, also called the witch, Izalith is the Queen of the Evoker mages. sometimes called her Daughters of Chaos. She is a very intelligent woman who applies her intellect to the study and growth of magic in all its forms, and often far too distracted for matters of state or warfare.

Shade Master

The Shade Master is the lord over the Summoner Mages, able to summon mighty spectal and demonic creatures to do his bidding. He is no longer human, his robes are empty and is an ethereal being. This makes him detached from reality, he seems to know more about any situation than he should but is always indifferent to the outcome.

LEGACY

Very little, the faction arose out of the same box in the closet. The closeness of their awakening and the confusion there of had them make a fast alliance. They quickly conquered the adjacent bathroom and tunneled through the walls making several points to cross. both doors had been shut and locked, but a hole carved into the bottom center of each just large enough to comfortably accommodate a great dragon (~6-7in across). Just inside of both doors the Alliance had build mighty fortresses out of ceramic hewn from the toilet and bathtub.

MILITARY

100 Evoker Mages
Evoker's are capable of wreaking havok across the battlefield with great blasts of magic and firestorms, they have poor defense and rely on infantry to protect them

100 Summoner Mages
Summoners bolster the front line infantry by drawing powerful shades and demons onto the battle field, still capable of offensive magic they are poor compared to their Evoker counterparts.

5 Great Dragons

((Counting as 10 units each due to scale))

200 Dwarven Golems
Forged from steel by Dwarven Rune Smiths these golems are resilient to damage even above and beyond that of the iron bodies.

50 Dwarven Mechanized Cavalry
Mounted on huge magic fueled mechanical dragonflies the dwarves carry guns into the air and blast infantry and air units alike with a shower of hot lead.

600 Amotep lancers - Carrying long spears and heavy shields, along with incinerators, they form the bulk of the Amotep front line.
400 Amotep Gunners - following behind the lancers and incinerators the Gunners use simple single action guns to pepper the enemy before the lines clash in battle.
500 Amotep Incinerators - Carrying tanks of flamable liquid on their backs and a hose to spew flame over the enemy and sport extremely heavy armor.
100 Amotep armored cavalry

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Amotep Alliance

Claim: 11

OVERVIEW

Alliance between Mages, Humans, Dwarves and the Great Dragons. The Humans, Amotep, are the most numerous with a large standing army. The dwarves supplement the humans with mighty war machines such as Golems, and Mechanical Dragonfly cavalry and make up the bulk of the Economy. The few Mages are powerful and summon dragon-kin and eldritch horrors to reinforce the battle lines, in addition to wielding potent blasts of magic. Lastly the few Great Dragons are passive and reluctant to enter into conflict but are terrors on the field if they do.

CULTURE

The Amotep are the governing body of the Alliance, however the Dwarven King and Arch-Mage also have significant say in the dealings of the empire. The alliance is militaristic but defensive, they utilize their Dwarven experts heavily in the economy by forging weapons and trinkets for trade. The Mages work closely with the Great Dragons in researching arcane arts and aiding the population with healing or other needs for magic. After that, there is very little Friction between the factions of the alliance.

APPEARANCE

The average Amotep Citizen looks of average human shape with an olive tint to the skin and black or brown hair, their armor is of Dwarven make and somewhat bulky on them, but making them very durable. The Dwarves, look exactly as one would expect. The Mages are all drawn from the Amotep, Dwarven mages are all Forge-wizards or Rune-Smiths and remain with their kin. lastly the great dragons vary widely in appearance, from the frame of the body to the coloration of the scales.

ECONOMY

Water, Ceramic (bathroom tiles), Metals from wires, pipes, Jewlery. metals are refined using Dwarven forges and Dragon Fire. Linen and fabric, chemicals (from the bathroom or closet), and anything else i cant think of.

LEADERSHIP

[indent]A counsel made up of the Dwarven King, Arch-Mage, Amotep King, and one of the Great Dragons (whichever bothers to show up)
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Emperor Aemon

The Emperor of the Amotep Empire is a reserved man, modestly wielding his authority and keeping the peace between the other factions. reluctant to wage war preferring to grow an prosper rather than constantly wage petty wars over territory.

General Scorpius

The General is much the opposite of the Emperor, he is brazen and a warmonger kept in check only by the emperor. He is an elite knight sporting armor forged by the Dwarves in honor of his rank.

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Arch mage

The Arch Mage, also called the witch, Izalith is the Queen of the Evoker mages. sometimes called her Daughters of Chaos. She is a very intelligent woman who applies her intellect to the study and growth of magic in all its forms, and often far too distracted for matters of state or warfare.

Shade Master

The Shade Master is the lord over the Summoner Mages, able to summon mighty spectal and demonic creatures to do his bidding. He is no longer human, his robes are empty and is an ethereal being. This makes him detached from reality, he seems to know more about any situation than he should but is always indifferent to the outcome.

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LEGACY

Very little, the faction arose out of the same box in the closet. The closeness of their awakening and the confusion there of had them make a fast alliance. They quickly conquered the adjacent bathroom and tunneled through the walls making several points to cross. both doors had been shut and locked, but a hole carved into the bottom center of each just large enough to comfortably accommodate a great dragon (~6-7in across). Just inside of both doors the Alliance had build mighty fortresses out of ceramic hewn from the toilet and bathtub.

MILITARY

100 Evoker Mages
Evoker's are capable of wreaking havok across the battlefield with great blasts of magic and firestorms, they have poor defense and rely on infantry to protect them

100 Summoner Mages
Summoners bolster the front line infantry by drawing powerful shades and demons onto the battle field, still capable of offensive magic they are poor compared to their Evoker counterparts.

5 Great Dragons

((Counting as 10 units each due to scale))

200 Dwarven Golems
Forged from steel by Dwarven Rune Smiths these golems are resilient to damage even above and beyond that of the iron bodies.

50 Dwarven Mechanized Cavalry
Mounted on huge magic fueled mechanical dragonflies the dwarves carry guns into the air and blast infantry and air units alike with a shower of hot lead.

600 Amotep lancers - Carrying long spears and heavy shields, along with incinerators, they form the bulk of the Amotep front line.
400 Amotep Gunners - following behind the lancers and incinerators the Gunners use simple single action guns to pepper the enemy before the lines clash in battle.
500 Amotep Incinerators - Carrying tanks of flamable liquid on their backs and a hose to spew flame over the enemy and sport extremely heavy armor.
100 Amotep armored cavalry

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Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Necro

Necro

Name: Connor Night
Alias: Necro
Age: 26
Alignment: Anti-Hero
Loyalty: Independent (Mercenary - Highest Bidder)
Appearance:

In Costume: Necro is covered in what appears to be a second skeleton outside of his body, sporting wide bone plates sheathing his arms, legs and shoulders. The ribs covering his chest are wider and thicker than a human, able to stop most small caliber guns but a direct hit from a Breaker or a high powered rifle would splinter the bone into shards. His face is covered by a skull that is shaped to fit his head perfectly. The figure is quite thin but given extra bulk by the armor.

Out of Costume: Connor Looks like a very frail man, his bald head and sunken features look like the quintessential late stage cancer patient. Rail thin he could hardly weigh over 100 lbs. beyond this he wears baggy black clothing to disguise his stature often wearing a heavy black trench coat and black hoodie. He would often be seen coughing and hacking into his hand and wiping blood from the corners of his mouth.

History: Connor lived a simple life assuming that he was just an average guy, sure he would dress up as the most recent super hero when he was a kid but that phase quickly passed and he went on medical school. In med school he met a Sarah the woman who would become his wife, she was going to school for nursing right next door. He graduated with high marks and managed to land a job at a nearby hospital to become a surgeon. In the hospital he began to dislike Parahuman groups especially the Protectorate. Namely due to the collateral damage they would inevitably cause in their epic battles with villains, while he was stitching the actual victims back together. For several years he worked as a surgeon and living a comfortable life with his wife over this time she had become pregnant and given birth to a daughter, Emily. One day he was feeling ill and went to the hospital he worked at to get checked out, and they found a mass growing on his pancreas. While they were unsure as to what it was Connor was very concerned that it was cancer but had to wait several days for tests to confirm. For these few days he spent time with his family trying desperately to be optimistic that is was some kind of non-cancerous mass.

Finally the day he was driving down to the hospital to get his test results he was sure in his gut that it was cancer, and terminal at that. He drove down to the hospital anyway and just as he suspected the tests proved that he had a slow acting cancer that was also impossible to entirely destroy even with treatment and surgery. He left the hospital depressed and angry at the world and decided to get blind stinking drunk. He wanders down an alley, completely lost, and finds a good dumpster to throw up behind. He staggers back towards the streets proper and finds a new bar with several people inside. He glances around feeling utterly alone, nobody can help him. Terminal cancer was a death sentence he had looked at the scans himself and his family could only watch as he withered away. Connor left the bar again and collapsed to his knees, tears falling to the dirty concrete. After a moment of clarity through his drunken haze he decides he wouldn’t subject his family to his wasting away. The crushing depression and the decision locked into his mind making something trip in him, Triggering his latent ability. The change was a cruel kind of understanding, shifting his thoughts through a dark lens. Flipping his depression into cold fury.

He glances around knowing things he didn’t understand, there were a handful of dead animals around him, a few rats and a raccoon across the street. This new knowledge cut through his raging emotions making him think carefully on why he would know. The alcohol slowed putting two and two together, but he still came to the realization that he was a Parahuman. He could feel what and where dead things were, didn’t seem very useful. He decided that he would worry about it later. He took off away from the bar trying to organize his thoughts. After a few minutes he was sharply yanked into an alley and shoved up against a wall. A kid, about 17, held him against a wall and produced a small handgun “Just gimme yo cash man” the kid says but Connor panics triggering his other ability. He was entirely unaware of it happening even when he latched his hand on the kid’s wrist and sent corruption spreading rapidly through his body. The Kid panicked and tried to pull away entirely forgetting about the gun in his hand, after 3-4 seconds his heart had stopped and he fell limp. Connor stared down at the kid’s corpse feeling… nothing, he knew that he was supposed to feel something but for some reason he didn’t. He took off again into the night just trying to find a safe place.

Over the next year he began taking odd jobs such as petty theft to meet his most basic needs and devoting all his other time to learning what he could do and the limits of his ability. As he learned how is power worked he began earning a small reputation with local groups who occasionally needed parahuman talents to steal something or kill. Connor learned to pick locks along the way, a simple trade skill for a thief he wasn’t an expert but good enough to get through most basic locks in under a minute. He managed to accumulate enough money to establish himself with some stability. He even placed himself on the dark net as a contract killer and thief learning enough about computers to be anonymous to the police but a Parahuman hacker would have little trouble tracking him down. Connor preferred jobs where he could bring down Parahumans that abused their powers such as gangbangers or those affiliated with the Protectorate. He does try not to kill innocents and will refuse any job to harm a child (16 and under). Beyond this he is mostly indifferent to the jobs offered. During this time his cancer also seemed to slow and ultimately halt its progress, making him very sick but not getting any worse. The trigger event seemed to have changed him, or the cancer, so that he wouldn’t die of it. He still coughs up blood and looks to be on the verge of death, which he uses to his advantage. Someone so sick and dying couldn’t be dangerous… right?

Personality

Motivations: Generating money for his family by taking mercenary jobs and survival, taking down a villain or gang member is just a bonus.
Sexuality: Asexual - no sex drive due to cancer
Likes:

• Living (no easy task with terminal cancer)
• Twinkies
• Former Family

Dislikes:

• decisions made for others
• Parahuman Groups
• Killing Innocents

Derangement: Serious lack of Empathy, it is still possible given the right circumstances but extremely difficult to coax out of him. He is also mentally immune to scenes of gore and brutality, working with corpses has that effect which often causes him to react inappropriately to such scenes making those around him uneasy(er).

Parahumanism

Skills: Medical Doctor (surgeon), lock picking
Classification: Master, Thinker and Striker
Details:

Death touch (requires physical contact) - Spreads physical corruption such as Necrosis on his victim, this takes a few 2-5 seconds depending on touch point. The corruption spreads outwards basically evenly and takes longer to reach vitals if they were touched on an extremity vs the chest or head.

Raise Dead (30ft range) - Can raise the dead, returning their "soul" to the body and reanimating them, while they maintain a certain level of personality they are still under control. Reanimated people do have extremely high durability and strength. Connor can control two corpses comfortably without taxing his concentration significantly.

Sense dead (30 ft. range) - Connor can sense what and where any dead creature is immediately around him such as rats, birds, and people. The condition of the corpse is largely unknown.

Shape Bone (touch) - can mold and shape bone at will, primarily used to create and repair his armor, or cause spikes and blades to extend from the armor at will.

Limitations:

Death Touch - The spread is slower and takes more effort on Parahumans, and can be totally nullified by high level regeneration abilities. A parahuman without any regenerative ability will take 2-3 times longer to bring down, also depending on placement of touch.

Raise Dead - this ability does not work on parahumans at all, no idea why. The ability taxes his concentration but does not become a burden until he is directing three or more, six is his upper limit but it would basically make him catatonic.

Sense Dead - Does not work on anything smaller than a mouse, thus he cannot detect insects or individual dead cells.

Shape Bone - Does not affect "Living bone" and cannot be used on other people. Follows conservation of mass.

Equipment: A 9mm hand gun, lock pick set, backpack, extra ammunition, cell phone

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

@ProPro yes, totally fine with me on all counts. And... I'll PM you on that one.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

New draft - rewitten history, modified power list and general editing.
I am going to apologize now for any farther grammar errors, its my weakness.

Necro

Necro

Name: Connor Night
Alias: Necro
Age: 26
Alignment: Anti-Hero
Loyalty: Independent (Mercenary - Highest Bidder)
Appearance:

In Costume: Necro is covered in what appears to be a second skeleton outside of his body, sporting wide bone plates sheathing his arms, legs and shoulders. The ribs covering his chest are wider and thicker than a human, able to stop most small caliber guns but a direct hit from a Breaker or a high powered rifle would splinter the bone into shards. His face is covered by a skull that is shaped to fit his head perfectly. The figure is quite thin but given extra bulk by the armor.

Out of Costume: Connor Looks like a very frail man, his bald head and sunken features look like the quintessential late stage cancer patient. Rail thin he could hardly weigh over 100 lbs. beyond this he wears baggy black clothing to disguise his stature often wearing a heavy black trench coat and black hoodie. He would often be seen coughing and hacking into his hand and wiping blood from the corners of his mouth.

History: Connor lived a simple life assuming that he was just an average guy, sure he would dress up as the most recent super hero when he was a kid but that phase quickly passed and he went on medical school. In med school he met a Sarah the woman who would become his wife, she was going to school for nursing right next door. He graduated with high marks and managed to land a job at a nearby hospital to become a surgeon. In the hospital he began to dislike Parahuman groups especially the Protectorate. Namely due to the collateral damage they would inevitably cause in their epic battles with villains, while he was stitching the actual victims back together. For several years he worked as a surgeon and living a comfortable life with his wife over this time she had become pregnant and given birth to a daughter, Emily. One day he was feeling ill and went to the hospital he worked at to get checked out, and they found a mass growing on his pancreas. While they were unsure as to what it was Connor was very concerned that it was cancer but had to wait several days for tests to confirm. For these few days he spent time with his family trying desperately to be optimistic that is was some kind of non-cancerous mass.

Finally the day he was driving down to the hospital to get his test results he was sure in his gut that it was cancer, and terminal at that. He drove down to the hospital anyway and just as he suspected the tests proved that he had a slow acting cancer that was also impossible to entirely destroy even with treatment and surgery. He left the hospital depressed and angry at the world and decided to get blind stinking drunk. He wanders down an alley, completely lost, and finds a good dumpster to throw up behind. He staggers back towards the streets proper and finds a new bar with several people inside. He glances around feeling utterly alone, nobody can help him. Terminal cancer was a death sentence he had looked at the scans himself and his family could only watch as he withered away. Connor left the bar again and collapsed to his knees, tears falling to the dirty concrete. After a moment of clarity through his drunken haze he decides he wouldn’t subject his family to his wasting away. The crushing depression and the decision locked into his mind making something trip in him, Triggering his latent ability. The change was a cruel kind of understanding, shifting his thoughts through a dark lens. Flipping his depression into cold fury.

He glances around knowing things he didn’t understand, there were a handful of dead animals around him, a few rats and a raccoon across the street. This new knowledge cut through his raging emotions making him think carefully on why he would know. The alcohol slowed putting two and two together, but he still came to the realization that he was a Parahuman. He could feel what and where dead things were, didn’t seem very useful. He decided that he would worry about it later. He took off away from the bar trying to organize his thoughts. After a few minutes he was sharply yanked into an alley and shoved up against a wall. A kid, about 17, held him against a wall and produced a small handgun “Just gimme yo cash man” the kid says but Connor panics triggering his other ability. He was entirely unaware of it happening even when he latched his hand on the kid’s wrist and sent corruption spreading rapidly through his body. The Kid panicked and tried to pull away entirely forgetting about the gun in his hand, after 3-4 seconds his heart had stopped and he fell limp. Connor stared down at the kid’s corpse feeling… nothing, he knew that he was supposed to feel something but for some reason he didn’t. He took off again into the night just trying to find a safe place.

Over the next year he began taking odd jobs such as petty theft to meet his most basic needs and devoting all his other time to learning what he could do and the limits of his ability. As he learned how is power worked he began earning a small reputation with local groups who occasionally needed parahuman talents to steal something or kill. Connor learned to pick locks along the way, a simple trade skill for a thief he wasn’t an expert but good enough to get through most basic locks in under a minute. He managed to accumulate enough money to establish himself with some stability. He even placed himself on the dark net as a contract killer and thief learning enough about computers to be anonymous to the police but a Parahuman hacker would have little trouble tracking him down. Connor preferred jobs where he could bring down Parahumans that abused their powers such as gangbangers or those affiliated with the Protectorate. He does try not to kill innocents and will refuse any job to harm a child (16 and under). Beyond this he is mostly indifferent to the jobs offered. During this time his cancer also seemed to slow and ultimately halt its progress, making him very sick but not getting any worse. The trigger event seemed to have changed him, or the cancer, so that he wouldn’t die of it. He still coughs up blood and looks to be on the verge of death, which he uses to his advantage. Someone so sick and dying couldn’t be dangerous… right?

Personality

Motivations: Generating money for his family by taking mercenary jobs and survival, taking down a villain or gang member is just a bonus.
Sexuality: Asexual - no sex drive due to cancer
Likes:

• Living (no easy task with terminal cancer)
• Twinkies
• Former Family

Dislikes:

• decisions made for others
• Parahuman Groups
• Killing Innocents

Derangement: Serious lack of Empathy, it is still possible given the right circumstances but extremely difficult to coax out of him. He is also mentally immune to scenes of gore and brutality, working with corpses has that effect which often causes him to react inappropriately to such scenes making those around him uneasy(er).

Parahumanism

Skills: Medical Doctor (surgeon), lock picking
Classification: Master, Thinker and Striker
Details:

Death touch (requires physical contact) - Spreads physical corruption such as Necrosis on his victim, this takes a few 2-5 seconds depending on touch point. The corruption spreads outwards basically evenly and takes longer to reach vitals if they were touched on an extremity vs the chest or head.

Raise Dead (30ft range) - Can raise the dead, returning their "soul" to the body and reanimating them, while they maintain a certain level of personality they are still under control. Reanimated people do have extremely high durability and strength. Connor can control two corpses comfortably without taxing his concentration significantly.

Sense dead (30 ft. range) - Connor can sense what and where any dead creature is immediately around him such as rats, birds, and people. The condition of the corpse is largely unknown.

Shape Bone (touch) - can mold and shape bone at will, primarily used to create and repair his armor, or cause spikes and blades to extend from the armor at will.

Limitations:

Death Touch - The spread is slower and takes more effort on Parahumans, and can be totally nullified by high level regeneration abilities. A parahuman without any regenerative ability will take 2-3 times longer to bring down, also depending on placement of touch.

Raise Dead - this ability does not work on parahumans at all, no idea why. The ability taxes his concentration but does not become a burden until he is directing three or more, six is his upper limit but it would basically make him catatonic.

Sense Dead - Does not work on anything smaller than a mouse, thus he cannot detect insects or individual dead cells.

Shape Bone - Does not affect "Living bone" and cannot be used on other people. Follows conservation of mass.

Equipment: A 9mm hand gun, lock pick set, backpack, extra ammunition, cell phone

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

@Eklispe

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention the lock picking. Totally overlooked that.

But yeah I'll be more specific on the powers

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

OK, misunderstood the 53 thing.

And the sensing of corpses was more of an extension of the raise dead thing. But if it needs do be separate I can work with that.

After that, sure. I'll tweak it.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Ok, i think i have everything down, hows it look @ProPro?

Necro

Necro

Name: Connor Night
Alias: Necro
Age: 26
Alignment: Anti-Hero
Loyalty: Independent (Mercenary - Highest Bidder)
Appearance:

In Costume: Necro is covered in what appears to be a second skeleton outside of his body, but sporting wide bone plates sheathing his arms, legs and shoulders. the ribs covering his chest are wider and thicker than a human, able to stop most small caliber guns but a direct hit from a Breaker or a high powered rifle would splinter the bone into shards. His face is covered by a skull that is shaped to fit his head perfectly. the figure is quite thin but given extra bulk by the armor.

Out of Costume: Connor Looks like a very frail man, his bald head and sunken features look like the quintessential late stage cancer patient. Rail thin he could hardly weigh over 100 lbs. beyond this he wears baggy black clothing to disguise his stature often wearing a heavy black trench coat and black hoodie he would often be seen coughing and hacking into his hand and wiping blood from the corners of his mouth.

History: Connor lived a simple life assuming that he was just an average guy all of his life, sure he would dress up as the most recent super hero when he was a kid but that phase quickly passed and he went on medical school, in med school he met a Sarah the woman who would become his wife. she was going to school for nursing right next door. he graduated with high marks and managed to land a job at a near by hospital to become a surgeon. In the hospital he began to dislike Parahuman groups especially the Protectorate. Namely due to the collateral damage they would inevitably cause in their epic battles with villains. When he was stitching the actual victims back together. For several years he worked as a surgeon and living a comfortable life with his wife over this time she had become pregnant and given birth to a daughter, Emily. One day he was feeling ill and went to the hospital he worked at to get checked out, and they found a mass growing on his pancreas. while they where unsure as to what it was Connor was very concerned that it was cancer but had to wait several days for tests to confirm. For these few days he spent time with his family trying desparately to be optimistic that is was some kind of non-cancerous mass.

Finally the day he was driving down to the hospital to get his test results he was sure in his gut that it was cancer, and terminal at that. He drove down to the hospital anyway and just as he suspected the tests proved that he had a slow acting cancer that was also impossible to entirely destroy even with treatment and surgery. He left the hospital depressed and angry at the world and decided to get blind stinking drunk. When leaving the bar and walking aimlessly through the city a group of gang members mugged him and beat him senseless, thus causing a trigger and awakening his abilities. he noticed when he grabbed one of them by the ankle and watched as corruption shot up his leg and into his chest rotting his heart until it stopped. The man collapsed and his friends ran, realizing they where now dealing with a Parahuman. Bloodied and bruised he sat against a dumpster, still very drunk. He decided he could never return home his wife disliked Para's even more than he had, and now we was one of them. After wallowing in self pity for a while he glanced over at the corpse laying next to him. he thought the gangbanger was just unconcious. Connor stood and stumbled over to him his medical training kicking in and checked his pulse, there was none. he began CPR hoping to save the guys life, Connor didnt want to kill anyone. He began shouting at him but knew in his hear that he was dead, or was until he shouted "Wake up damn you!" and the corpse opened his eyes and sat up. At this connor screamed and lept back not quite understanding what had happened. The reanimation stopped almost immediately but he had discovered his powers.

he could feel where corpses where around him, small animals, people, but not parahumans. It took him some time to discover this but Parahumans where different when it came to raising the dead, he hadnt the slightest idea why. maybe it was something about being triggered? unknown to him, he was a Case 53 that modified his own cells and the cancer so that it was more of a symbiotic relationship the cancer kept growing for some time but began to slow. As he mastered his powers the change became more stable and halted the cancer itself. He was still extremely ill and on the verge of death but the cancer seemed to have stopped all progress just before killing him. Now he works doing odd jobs making money and sending 80% of it or so to his family anonymously, he had also bribed a few people to get himself declared dead so that his family could receive his life insurance payment. While he has no love for the parahuman groups or gangs he does take jobs from them. his primary job is to assassinate gang members or steal tinkerer tech for the black market.

Personality

Motivations: Generating money for his family by taking mercenary jobs and survival, taking down a villian or gang member is just a bonus.
Sexuality: Asexual - no sex drive due to cancer
Likes:

• Living (no easy task with terminal cancer)
• Twinkies
• Former Family

Dislikes:

• decisions made for others
• Parahuman Groups
• Killing Innocents

Derangement: Serious lack of Empathy, it is still possible given the right circumstances but extremely difficult to coax out of him. He is also mentally immune to scenes of gore and brutality, working with corpses has that effect which often causes him to react inappropriately to such scenes making those around him uneasy(er).

Parahumanism

Skills: Medical Doctor (surgeon), lock picking
Classification: Master/Striker/(Shifter?)
Details:

Death touch (requires physical contact) - Spreads physical corruption such as Necrosis on his victim, this takes a few moments to kill an average human.

Raise Dead (30ft range) - Can raise the dead, returning their "soul" to the body and reanimating them, while they maintain a certain level of personality they are still under control. . Reanimated people do have extremely high durability and strength

Shape Bone (touch) - can mold and shape bone at will, primarily used to create and repair his armor. or cause spikes and blades to extend from the armor at will.

Limitations:

Death Touch - The spread is slower and takes more effort on Parahumans, and can be totally nullified by high level regeneration abilities.

Raise Dead - this ability does not work on parahumans at all, no idea why.

Shape Bone - Does not effect "Living bone" and can not be used on other people.

Equipment: A 9mm hand gun, lock pick set, backpack, extra ammunition, cell phone

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

@Sophrus Now I'm well aware that the cs stated it has no offensive use and that these two aren't comparable, but there was man in the original work named Marquis and his ability was bone manipulation. He was a scary man and fought multiple hero teams by himself as well as helping fight a group of villains that traveled around literally doing whatever they wanted, such as exterminating cities, in a world full of superheros. And a KKK/Nazi parahuman group. Defiantly one of the stronger characters in that world. Not criticism, just an idle comment and something your cs reminded me of. Take it as you will^.^

@Eklispe

this made me think actually, i could use the ability to make spikes and such grow out of the armor offensively. realistically though, i wanted the ability to be defensive and focused on survival rather than touching a super and turning their spinal column into powder.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Note: yes the history is vastly incomplete. i just wanted to post it so that i dont lose my progress.