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Subscribed, will see where this goes.

Overlord: Momento Mori

Got some time in my hands and did some changes and additions.

Changelog

• Creator Information

  "Creator" Information: EPurSiMuove - Not unlike Altair herself, EPur, as he was known by, was a person who played with his cards close to his chest. Unlike Altair, however, this was because he was cold and silent like a gravestone; his method of communications were so concise and brief that a wager was established whether he would ever say more than ten words in a single phrase, since he would hardly give any responses other that neutral agreements. A person that generally went with the flow of what was happening, EPur also had a reputation of laziness and scatterbrained thinking, often failing to take in account several elements in the equation and diving headfirst into trouble, events that resulted in disasters that he'd, by sheer luck or miracle, end up unscathed from. These situations, alongside EPurSiMuove's deadpan and unflappable answers when inquired about what happened, made him into a recurring character in some of the most memorable stories of Bandersnatch.
  
  One late night, whilst commenting on the topics of NPCs and the way they could be used, the user known as Kiss My Axe started talking about how useful Kath had been to him ever since she had been created. Legends speak that this caused a mythical phrase to be uttered before the one who spoke it logged off for some time: "huh, sounds nifty". Almost a month and half later of radio silence; after having looked up guides and tutorials; after experimenting time and time again; and after finally succumbing and paying another player to more or less do the job for him, EPurSiMuove reappeared one day, without any warning, with Altair on tow. Defining the end of that wager that had been previously made, he went on to explain that he wanted an NPC to help him "play the game properly", so he had made Altair to be his personal voice of reason and to remind him to put some order in his inventory. As it turned out, she excelled at this task at such a level that EPur allowed others to ask her for help should they need it, something that escalated to the point of him suggestion Altair to take the administrative functions of the guild so that the rest of them could focus on other things.

  
  
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  Creator Information: EPurSiMuove - Not unlike Altair herself, EPur, as he was known by, was a person who played with his cards close to his chest. Unlike Altair, however, this was because he was cold and silent like a gravestone; his method of communications were so concise and brief that a wager was established whether he would ever say more than ten words in a single phrase, since he would hardly give any responses other that neutral agreements. A person that generally went with the flow of what was happening, EPur also had a reputation of laziness and scatterbrained thinking, often failing to take in account several elements in the equation and diving headfirst into trouble, events that resulted in disasters that he'd, by sheer luck or miracle, end up unscathed from. These situations, alongside EPurSiMuove's deadpan and unflappable answers when inquired about what happened, made him into a recurring character in some of the most memorable stories of Bandersnatch.
  
  One late night, whilst commenting on the topics of NPCs and the way they could be used, the user known as Kiss My Axe started talking about how useful Kath had been to him ever since she had been created. Legends speak that this caused a mythical phrase to be uttered before the one who spoke it logged off for some time: "huh, sounds nifty". Almost a month and half later of radio silence; after having looked up guides and tutorials; after experimenting time and time again; and after finally succumbing and paying Dr.Drd to more or less walk him through the more difficult parts of creating an NPC, EPurSiMuove reappeared one day, without any warning, with Altair on tow. Defining the end of that wager that had been previously made, he went on to explain that he wanted an NPC to help him "play the game properly", so he had made Altair to be his personal voice of reason and to remind him to put some order in his inventory. As it turned out, she excelled at this task at such a level that EPur allowed others to ask her for help should they need it, something that escalated to the point of him suggestion Altair to take the administrative functions of the guild so that the rest of them could focus on other things.

• Appearance

  Appearance has been greatly expanded to:
  
  

  With an elegant dress that leaves fading trails of stardust behind her every step, one would be forgiven for believing Altair belonged to the high-society. This effect is aided by her elven ears and her slender yet glamorous figure, always clad in outfits made of the finest sliks that she could get her hands on. Nevertheless, this is only one facet of the overall visage of the woman.
  Even while she stands a hair's width under five feet and nine inches of height, Altair is made to look much taller than that by the length of her skirts, all made to reach the floor and drag slightly behind of her in order to conceal the fact that she's usually levitating in place a few inches above the floor.
  To top it all off, there are the more visible aspects of Altair: a smooth skin that's as dark, opaque and cool to the touch like a piece of the nightly firmament and a melodious voice that naturally reverberates and echoes, either unaware or uncaring about the acoustics of the room she's in. Finally, underneath her starry veil there are two sharp eyes all in name and function only: two pools of an unfathomable void that'd resemble a sclera, a void which holds a circular, perpetually shifting nebulous cloud that shines in a prismatic array of colours from the star residing in the center of it all; Altair's irises and pupils are far more stellar as the rest of her is made to be.

• Statball

  Stats:
  

  HP: 35
  MP: 100
  PHY. ATK: 20
  PHY. DEF: 20
  AGI: 60
  MAG. ATK: 100
  MAG. DEF: 90
  RESIST: 65
  SPECIAL: 25
  Stat Total: 530

  
  
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  Stats:
  HP: 35
  MP: 100
  PHY. ATK: 15
  PHY. DEF: 15
  AGI: 60
  MAG. ATK: 100
  MAG. DEF: 90
  RESIST: 60
  SPECIAL: 40
  Stat Total: 530

One Piece: The Scarlet Pirates (Reboot!)

@Noodles Question: do we have some liberties when picking a race to make one? I was thinking of making a Tengu.

One Piece: The Scarlet Pirates (Reboot!)

Still got some room here?

Overlord: Momento Mori

@Xaltwind

1. Did you read any of the already approved character sheets? Just asking, since Alteir's personality is very similar to Ashara's. I don't mind, having some more well-mannered people around is always nice, but just curious if you were aware or not.

I did read them, and went over them all a good couple of times to make sure I don't overlap with others in terms of characterization, roles in and out of combat, and spot Altair fills amidst the dynamic of the group.
I'm quite aware of the similarities, and I'll make an effort to ensure that, despite her more passive behavior, Altair stands out as her own individual. Nevertheless, I'll rewrite the personality section a bit.

2. Your 'Creator Information' doesn't really add up, to me at least. If Epur paid someone else to make his NPC for him, the he isn't the Creator, he would simply be the "owner" of her. It'd be the person who programmed her who is the actual 'creator', and unless said person was also a member of Bandersnatch, Alteir would actually be an "adopted" MPC. I don't mind this either, it's an interesting idea, but I feel it might be wrong to credit EPur as her creator, when he in fact, didn't create her.

I did put quotations on the 'Creator' in relation to that, but I'll rewrite that section to further illustrate the situation

Overlord: Momento Mori

Got a first draft of the sheet.

Altair, the Starwitch

Appearance

With an elegant dress that leaves fading trails of stardust behind her every step, one would be forgiven for believing Altair belonged to the high-society. This effect is aided by her elven ears and her slender yet glamorous figure, always clad in outfits made of the finest sliks that she could get her hands on. Nevertheless, this is only one facet of the overall visage of the woman.
Even while she stands a hair's width under five feet and nine inches of height, Altair is made to look much taller than that by the length of her skirts, all made to reach the floor and drag slightly behind of her in order to conceal the fact that she's usually levitating in place a few inches above the floor.
To top it all off, there are the more visible aspects of Altair: a smooth skin that's as dark, opaque and cool to the touch like a piece of the nightly firmament and a melodious voice that naturally reverberates and echoes, either unaware or uncaring about the acoustics of the room she's in. Finally, underneath her starry veil there are two sharp eyes all in name and function only: two pools of an unfathomable void that'd resemble a sclera, a void which holds a circular, perpetually shifting nebulous cloud that shines in a prismatic array of colours from the star residing in the center of it all; Altair's irises and pupils are far more stellar as the rest of her is made to be.

Name: Altair Vega
Gender: Female
Age: 286
Occupation: Secretary/Administrator of Bandersnatch; Intelligence Officer
Residence: Chapter III: Antikythera Mathematikoi
Character Focus: AoE DPS/Debuff Caster
Personality: With a gentle smile and a cordial tune, Altair is a woman who carries herself with a dignified air yet remains a very easily approachable person who always makes time in her schedule for those that seek her. Favoring listening over speaking, she's a wonderful chatting partner who'll humor any sort of rambling one may have for her ears and keep it all between the two of them if it's needed. Yet, while permissive, Altair always makes a point to draw a line when it comes to bad manners and uncouth behavior; the elven woman prefering that both herself and anyone who she's with handle themselves as proper ladies and gentlemen. To a stranger, this welcoming woman will always appear to be at an arm's distance at least; Altair rarely lets anyone connect too deeply with her.

Despite this, she's known to be permissive with those she's grown acquaintanced with, tolerating the many quirks of the colourful members of Bandersnatch with boundless patience and even doting on some of them at times. The well-being and insterests of her compatriots is placed very highly within her priorities, to the point of sometimes scolding and lecturing those who've misbehaved or failed to take the thoughts and emotions of others in consideration, and she's often the one acting as a mediator between the several NPCs of the guild or voicing their thoughts as a collective should any situation arise.

Notable Equipment:

• Veil of the Everlasting Firmament: Worn over her eyes, this piece of fabric seems to be made with a piece of the night itself, as it shows a slowly moving starry sky and nothing else. Aside from granting immunity to gaze effects for as long as it's worn, it is a purely cosmetic item.
• Compendium of the Celestial: Taking the shape of a transluscent scroll of parchment, the Compendium allows its user to not only record any spells they know in it, but also lets the user channel several spells at once. As an additional effect, it reduces both mana cost and casting time of spells.
• Crystallized Starfall: A glimmring pendant that she wears on her chest, this charm greatly reduces the chances of magical effects interrupting channelings or impeding the wearer's ability to cast spells. It also doubles the amount of projectiles the user's spells create.

"Creator" Information: EPurSiMuove - Not unlike Altair herself, EPur, as he was known by, was a person who played with his cards close to his chest. Unlike Altair, however, this was because he was cold and silent like a gravestone; his method of communications were so concise and brief that a wager was established whether he would ever say more than ten words in a single phrase, since he would hardly give any responses other that neutral agreements. A person that generally went with the flow of what was happening, EPur also had a reputation of laziness and scatterbrained thinking, often failing to take in account several elements in the equation and diving headfirst into trouble, events that resulted in disasters that he'd, by sheer luck or miracle, end up unscathed from. These situations, alongside EPurSiMuove's deadpan and unflappable answers when inquired about what happened, made him into a recurring character in some of the most memorable stories of Bandersnatch.

One late night, whilst commenting on the topics of NPCs and the way they could be used, the user known as Kiss My Axe started talking about how useful Kath had been to him ever since she had been created. Legends speak that this caused a mythical phrase to be uttered before the one who spoke it logged off for some time: "huh, sounds nifty". Almost a month and half later of radio silence; after having looked up guides and tutorials; after experimenting time and time again; and after finally succumbing and paying Dr.Drd to more or less walk him through the more difficult parts of creating an NPC, EPurSiMuove reappeared one day, without any warning, with Altair on tow. Defining the end of that wager that had been previously made, he went on to explain that he wanted an NPC to help him "play the game properly", so he had made Altair to be his personal voice of reason and to remind him to put some order in his inventory. As it turned out, she excelled at this task at such a level that EPur allowed others to ask her for help should they need it, something that escalated to the point of him suggestion Altair to take the administrative functions of the guild so that the rest of them could focus on other things.

Total Level: 55
Class Levels: (B)Sorcerer 15
(B)Sage 10
(H)Seer 10
(H)Arcanist 10
(R)Astral Evoker 5
Race Levels: Starborn 5
Alignment: Neutral Good

Stats:
HP: 35
MP: 100
PHY. ATK: 15
PHY. DEF: 15
AGI: 60
MAG. ATK: 100
MAG. DEF: 90
RESIST: 60
SPECIAL: 40
Stat Total: 530

Dominion: Chapter III: Antikythera Mathematikoi

Dubbed "the Observatory" by EPurSiMuove after people failed to type the name of the room correctly several times, this room can be best described as a miniature replica of the cosmos: Devoid of anything but small celestial objects roaming about the vast, empty space. Planets and stars of varied sizes travel the expanse of the room with no fixed trajectory, at times colliding with one another and allowing those within the room to witness a miniature extinction-level event. The doors, made of a white, impeccable marble, appear to float in the middle of this nothingness as the entirety of the inner side of the walls has been enchanted to be one large portal connected with itself, allowing the objects that travel from one side to emerge in the opposite end of the room whilst maintaining any momentum and trajectory they have.

The cherry on top of all of this is the fact that, once intruders make their way into the room, the natural gravity of the room is overriden and the enviroment effectively becomes a Zero-G enviroment, turning ranged combat into an impossibility as any projectile that doesn't hit its mark is, potentially, an instance of friendly fire. With the different celestial bodies moving unimpeded in the expanse of this localized cosmos and the confusion of a highly altered movement, the main danger to any party attempting to trespass the Chapter comes from Altair herself, who'll waste no time to unleash barrage after barrage of magical artillery onto the party, taking advantage of the unfamiliar enviroment and possibilities of multi-lateral assault to decimate the enemy.

Rather than using minions, Altair uses a mana well that greatly increases her mana and health regeneration rates alongside several planets enchanted to implode into an ephemeral gravitational well once touched by a hostile party, pulling anything and anyone nearby close together to fall prey to Altair's larger spells. The stars, in turn, are wired to explode in a burst of flame once striken, doing the opposite than the aformentioned planets and pushing people away.

When the Chateau is not being invaded, all this menagerie of astral objects is secluded to the top of the Observatory as to not be a bother, and the room can be used for its true purpose of a resting, leisure and briefing spot: the floor will be covered by a glass-like surface to allow anyone to walk through the room, and any sort of furniture needed can be manifested within here, as long as it's got a mundane purpose. Flat surfaces will be made of solidified space with a visual effect like that of Altair's veil and the texture of smooth stone.

Overlord: Momento Mori

That seems like a good way to describe it.

Overlord: Momento Mori

Alright, I'll get working on a sheet. The general idea would be an elven, mother-type caster focused on AoE debuffing and DPS who's themed around cosmic events and spatial manipulation. The Chapter would be a large, empty room resembling a miniature section of space, with its own scaled down celestial bodies moving about. The main gimmicks of the Chapter are that there is no normal gravity within the room besides that of some miniature suns and planets; the aformentioned celestial bodies serving as constant, enviromental hazards; and that, due to a spatial enchantment, the room loops indefinitely with itself, creating a seemingly endless space.

Overlord: Momento Mori

Hello there. I'm interested in joining, do you still have some spots open?

Shade of Vacuo: Bleeding Hearts

Aqua Marina

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Whilst the trip to Shade Academy was farily peaceful and uneventful, it was the arrival that made Aqua roll her eyes in annoyance as the hubbub began almost in tandem with the ship's door opening, the greatest example of the incapability of these easily excitable soon-to-be students being a grating guitar riff that made her grimace. No attempt was made to hide just how annoying she found that particular display.

Picking up her bag and her combined weapon, having been compacted in that shape as an eight foot tall polearm would've been a needless hindrance to her comfort in the heated interior of the ship, the Mistralese girl stepped out of the ship and shielded her eyes from the sun for a few moments until they were more accostumed to it. She was never going to get really used to this, and specially not if a winged faunus shouted for her friend right next to her ear. "Oh god... what did I do wrong?" lamented the girl.

"Stop moping, you're in the way" was Aqua's tactful reply, spoken as she slung her bag over her shoulder then held her weapon with that same hand. And, even if the fairly fairy-looking girl moved a bit out of the way, Aqua reached out and pulled from her forearm to effectively yank her out of the path anyway.

"There. Now that you aren't catatonic, you can go with the rest of the students. Or practice to be a statue. Up to you". And so, the palest Huntress to ever grace Shade Academy made her way with the rest of the students. Or, rather, through the rest of the students, heading straight towards the main building as she swerved to avoid the others who didn't move at her same speed. If she bumped them? Well, they were in the way on the first place. They should apologize.