The Angry Goat

Lost Lands - A Medieval Fantasy RP

You know what sucks? Jail. You know what sucks more? Inquisitor Jail. You know what sucks the most? Fighting back when a guard beats you up and then getting fucking ganked by 5 more rushing to the guy's aid.

could have taken them too, if I had some better food and some sort of bed, the now bruised and battered Abe thinks for at least the eighth time since being shoved into one of the solitary cells, too much of a "danger" to be in with the larger groups right now. That was the real frustrating bit here - there was no one to talk to! The water pooling in his cell also sucked, but that was more or less expected at this point, really. Still, it would be so much better if something - anything was happening.

Well. Maybe not another visit from an Inquisitor. he shudders.

Marvel 2099 (Cyberpunk & Superhumans)

SURPRISE BITCHES I MADE A CHARACTER FOR THIS

Force

Character Type- Original

Name – Elisabeth Harrison

Alias - Force

Age - 24

Social Class – changeable depending on the circumstances; lives in Midtown, mostly works in Downtown, occasionally in Uptown.

Alignment – Usually a villain

Archetype - Mutant

Powers – Energy absorbsion: if Elisabeth were to take damage from any physical form (punches, fire, explosions, trains), she instead absorbs this energy to empower herself, though it wears out over time rather quickly. I realized on the walk home that this is basically the same concept as Zarya from Overwatch :V

This energy gain manifests physically as she gains in power, starting out with a bit of a blue glow around her hands, then moving next to her eyes, then covering her entire body in a bright blue glow.

-At its most basic form, this ability makes her strong. Ever so strong. The more power she takes in, the more she can dish out. Power wise, if she gets hit with the force of a train, she can then punch with the force of a train, and lift with that force. Relatively simple.

- She can also channel this energy into blasts, more quickly draining from her pool but giving her a nice ranged option; she can keep doing this even if not powered up, but it will begin to hurt after a while and will eventually kill herself with it.

-it is worth considering that she is able to pump up her abilities in a variety of ways: from over-eating to slashing her wrists repeatedly with a razor to jumping off of a building.

Skills – the basic things you’d expect from a capable adult of her age. Also Muay thai, Judo, mountain climbing, and the Bassoon.

Weaknesses –

-love of combat: fighting is fun, and a good way to get an energy high. While not dumb enough to make a scene out of costume, Elisabeth does strive to be in costume as often as she can – it is her job at this point, anyway.

-constant hunger: Force’s powers give her a constant need to eat, and take damage to sate her hunger (think your stereotypical hungry teenager, on steroids). High energy is also rather addictive, and if she is low for long enough she will start to go through withdrawal.

-Hubris: Being functionally invincible most of the time doesn’t do wonders for your caution, and Elisabeth was already pretty damned confident. Expect her to easily fall victim to tricks, traps, “dishonorable” fighting, and mental effects (as well as anything else that doesn’t deal direct physical damage)

-impenetrable: her powers have their downsides - she can't have surgiries performed on her, can't get tatoos, etc.. This may or may not be much of a barrier for her, tbh.

Arch Enemy – I am the villain department! (Ghost and Power Man seem like they’d be a lot of fun to fight – Force would love the physical challenge of Power Man, and Ghost is everything that she doesn’t like in an opponent: wily, confusing, and ever changing. Starting there would probably be good?)

Appearance – Elisabeth is mostly unassuming, coming in at 5’5” and 133 lbs. she’s ripped though; full body in great shape: clearly trains a lot. Her features are small – mouth, ears and nose are all, for lack of a better word, cute. Her hair is short: shaven close on the sides with a bit of pomade keeping the front swept to the left (or spikey and pointing right when in costume). Keeps it brown to keep herself less identifiable, but would totally color it red if she could. Conforms to most female beauty standards – shaven legs and armpits, does some basic makeup, etc.. large mole on her right cheek.

One of the main problems with her ability is finding clothing that can stand up to the same punishment as she can. Fortunately, Force has, with enough profit and the right contacts, found someone who can make for her a hyper-resilient suit that covers the bases, and generally stands up to what she can take. It’s mostly form-fitting underarmour sort of material, done out in black and red. The upper half is kind of a belly-shirt tank top, covering the top half of her chest but leaving the stomach and arms exposed, while her shorts reach to about mid-calf and are also form fitting. She also wears half of a facemask, done in deep purple and deep red – this used to be a bandana, but is now the same form-fitting spandex shit as the rest of her suit. It covers her nose down to her neck. She wears a necklace that looks vaguely like it might give her powers or something to throw people off. No shoes.

Bio

Born a child of two latent mutants, Elisabeth grew up in a normal midtowner’s life. sure she wasn’t the best in school, but man was she hella at Judo, taking home multiple state championships and almost qualifying for the American Olympics Team (or whatever an equivalent would be in this time). She never really made life plans beyond that, though, and fell somewhat aimless after an injury in her senior year of high school threw her out of contention for that year, making scholarships a lot tougher. She really started focusing in on bassoon then, and eventually went to college on a planned double major in sports medicine and music performance, the latter of which she dropped to complete on time. at the age of 19, while on a mountain climbing trip, Elisabeth fell off of a hundred foot cliff, and came out luckily unharmed. To all observers, it was luck, and she claimed that she broke her fall grabbing onto some cliff foliage near the bottom.
But that didn’t happen. What happened was that she hit the ground. But there was no crack of her neck or spine, no feeling of whiplash, no loss of breath as her ribs punctured her lungs and left her to die. Instead, there was a feeling of power. Ecstasy, almost. And POWER. She felt so strong: crazy strong. She had to try this again! And experiment.

So she went off “Hiking” much more often – and while she did get better at climbing mountains, the real goal was to learn more about her powers; purposefully hurting herself while deep in the wilderness, figuring out the true limitations of her powers: of which she found none. But, with all this in mind, Elisabeth saw not a chance to do good part-time. No, people didn’t deserve another person working their asses off only to get picked up by the fucking Public Eye and whisked off to who knows where once again. No; if she was going to use her abilities, she was gonna make bank. So fuck Sports Medicine.

Developing a codename: Force, and working with a shitty costume for the time being, she put herself out there in Downtown robbing some banks and beating back some small-time goodie-two-shoes until she got the attention of some bigger guys and was able to drop the small-time villainy and get what she really wanted – safe, legal (usually) money in the eyes of her bank, and jobs beating up people for pissing off the big wigs. She got a great apartment out of the deal, too! Both her parents are quite elderly and have moved off to what’s left of florida, while most of the rest of her family is out in the Midwest.

Force doesn’t really have a plan for the future. There is no master plan, no world domination. Force lives to fight, and makes work as a contract enforcer/killer/bounty hunter/whatever you want if the price is high enough; assumingly she’d therefore be introduced in a situation where a hero is trying to stop one of these from happening, or is the target themselves. Given the chance herself for complete power, she’d keep fighting until she’s fought the strongest being she can find, and then… ??? . It’s also worth considering that, presented in the right circumstances, she’d just as happily fight for the “good guys,” though I wouldn’t really classify her as an anti-hero, because her end goal really isn’t positive, yet.

Notes – gonna use this area for personality.

Elisabeth is strong of focus and body: when training in her preferred martial arts or musical instrument, she is in her element, as when she is in combat. She shuns any idea of stealth once the fighting starts, and will generally give her opponent a fair chance to face her and fight on even grounds – whatever weapons they’d like (though this is often as much for her own benefit as theirs, since sneak attacks from her are generally pretty low powered). This feeling of battle honor, however, does not extend to the authorities: she’ll gladly use every dirty trick in the book to beat, kill, or escape their grasps, and has so far kept her identity secret. In five phrases:
Fun Loving – Killer – Relatively level-headed – brusque – aimless

Sample Post –

The Warden - - Episode 5 - - Thrall of Extant

All things considered, that mission went rather poorly. The target they were supposed to save died, the villain they were supposed to capture disappeared, and Batman was angry at Ravager for some reason. He'd have to ask the Question about this Illuminati theory at a later date, he seemed rather passionate about it, might be a good way to connect to him. There seemed to be even more guys here than there were at the opening event thing. At a certain point, doesn't this get to be a bit of an organizational nightmare? he wonders, as this new person with a funny helmet comes onto the scene, yelling something about an "Existant" (whatever that is), and then sneezing on people.

Then the Extant fellow really did show up. bit of a flair for the dramatic, really he thinks as his allies age around him, and he is turned into a creature even more monstrous than before. vines ripple out from inside of him and burst from his stomach. His skin greens and grows even more spines. his face distorts as vines move up through his neck and fill his mouth, bursting out like many thin tongues. his legs and arms become fully engulfed in plant matter, as the vines exploding from his mouth encircle his face and begin to grow leaves. Now, with only his eyes still left exposed, the transformation reached its conclusion. In a rather large bit of pain at this point, the unwilling conscious of The Warden mostly peters out for now, as he began to terrorize the elderly. Someone ain't getting his scout badge today.

shooting out vines, The Warden latches himself to the rafters and begins crawling towards Ravager, reaching for her - before her energy sword breaks off a vine. He recoils in pain, and it shocks him back awake. This makes little difference, given his current state, though The Warden is certainly doing his best to slow himself down as he continues to chase around others, eventually lowering himself downwards upside-down from the rafters and bringing himself face to face with the elderly Gypsy.

Meanwhile, the cut off vine begins to crawl towards Ravager.

Marvel 2099 (Cyberpunk & Superhumans)

effort and accessibility of a CS are two sides of the same coin. Don't let your creativity run rampant at the cost of no one being able to quickly review who you're supposed to be.

As Darkness Fell - A dark fantasy story

Edited my post to better follow some of Voodoo's plans

As Darkness Fell - A dark fantasy story

Sirgala

The party was, for the most part, moving outside. Sirgala was staying – after all, someone should protect the healers, right? She smacks another zombie in the head as it moves, curious, towards a table leg on the ground, and then moves for another one that was “sneaking” up behind her. She swings, and nearly hyperextends her arm as the mace sweeps through only dust. This then happens to every other zombie in the tavern.

Nimue, looking a tad bemused, was controlling the orbs causing this. And had killed the zombies.

All of them.

well shit Sirgala thinks, pointing at the priestess. “you can clearly protect yourself, at least against those things. I imagine I am needed elsewhere. Protect the Halfling… and maybe pick up a few fingernails or pieces of hair from the zombies, if you have time. They could be of use to me later.” lots of magic users here…don’t imagine any of them will be opposed to enchantments…and to detect magic…you need something that has been touched by it… she thinks as she re-focuses to hear the halfling asking her to stop for a moment, and "Swab this on the inside of your cheeks. Do NOT swallow until the taste begins to pass, and see me after this kerfluffle is over." Sirgala looks at it. Weirdass brown paste. She looks back at him, squinting suspiciously. She looks back at the paste, shrugs, and does so what's the worst that could happen, she reasons, then almost doubles over gagging at the flavor as she moves outside.

She almost immediately re-focuses on battle, and two scenes – the girl on the horse, and the two elves. There was also the gnoll and apparently a fucking angel fighting a minotaur in a circle of flame but she didn't even want to worry about that right now. While both were precariously perched, the elves could clearly handle themselves. The girl…

The girl clearly was not prepared for what she was getting into, and Gala dearly hoped someone would give her a talking to when this was all over and done. Separation from the group was idiotic in the least, but doing so with what appeared to be no plan at all? nothing short of suicide. She sighed “oh, child…” but deigned to move to help the elves. They were so close to the cultists. Take them out, the threat stops – hopefully in time.

She runs towards them, bashing at a zombie with her shield as it reaches out to her, then vaulting her mace into the head of another. Approaching the duo, she yelles to them “press onwards,” as she pauses to crush another zombie – mace to torso, another hit to the legs, smash the edge of the shield into the neck. “rush the summoner. He can’t control them and fight us!”

Sirgala then transfers her mace into the gauntlet of her right hand, and draws a javelin, hurling it at the summoner, then moves her mace back to her left hand and presses onward through the sea of corpses, clearing the path as quickly as she can.

Justice League Unlimited

@The Angry Goat You guys can still talk to your friends and each other, but your bodies are under the command of Extant.

@Member 00492

talking's for nerds!

Justice League Unlimited

The Warden - - Episode 5 - - Thrall of Extant

All things considered, that mission went rather poorly. The target they were supposed to save died, the villain they were supposed to capture disappeared, and Batman was angry at Ravager for some reason. He'd have to ask the Question about this Illuminati theory at a later date, he seemed rather passionate about it, might be a good way to connect to him. There seemed to be even more guys here than there were at the opening event thing. At a certain point, doesn't this get to be a bit of an organizational nightmare? he wonders, as this new person with a funny helmet comes onto the scene, yelling something about an "Existant" (whatever that is), and then sneezing on people.

Then the Extant fellow really did show up. bit of a flair for the dramatic, really he thinks as his allies age around him, and he is turned into a creature even more monstrous than before. vines ripple out from inside of him and burst from his stomach. His skin greens and grows even more spines. his face distorts as vines move up through his neck and fill his mouth, bursting out like many thin tongues. his legs and arms become fully engulfed in plant matter, as the vines exploding from his mouth encircle his face and begin to grow leaves. Now, with only his eyes still left exposed, the transformation reached its conclusion. In a rather large bit of pain at this point, the unwilling conscious of The Warden mostly peters out for now, as he began to terrorize the elderly. Someone ain't getting his scout badge today.

shooting out vines, The Warden latches himself to the rafters and begins crawling towards Ravager, reaching for her - before her energy sword breaks off a vine. He recoils in pain, and it shocks him back awake. This makes little difference, given his current state, though The Warden is certainly doing his best to slow himself down as he continues to chase around others, eventually lowering himself downwards upside-down from the rafters and bringing himself face to face with the elderly Gypsy.

Meanwhile, the cut off vine begins to crawl towards Ravager.

Marvel 2099 (Cyberpunk & Superhumans)

huuurg I kinda want to do a guy with some cool tech stuff but I also dont know if I can manage another RPG

As Darkness Fell - A dark fantasy story

My crotchety old lady is gonna get one hell of a headache, isn't she...

Justice League Unlimited

@Archmage MC He'll probably use some form of a paradox to distract her. "What would happen if Pinocchio said 'my nose will grow'?"

@Simple Unicycle

to which the only correct answer is "it won't matter once I've punched your face in" :V