The Angry Goat

The Last Embers (Dark Steampunk/Fantasy)

I rolled a 47

I think my d20 broke

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shade

Player Name: The Angry Goat

Primary Character: Ghost

Secondary Character: Shade

Secret Identity: Richard Swift

Status: Active JLU

Age: 31

City: originally out of Nottingham, currently living in the JLU tower in Metropolis

Day Job: Full Time Hero

Powers: Darkness Manipulation - Swift has an internal connection to the Shadowlands, a dimension of primordial, quasi-sentient darkness that he is able to call upon, manipulate, and travel through.

-Darkness Teleportation: Swift is capable of traveling through the Shadowlands to anywhere within 20 miles, provided that he knows exactly where his destination is: either he can see it, or he has been there before. If he doesn't know where he's going he might end up telefragged into the ground, which would be rather life-ending. Additionally, Shade can mark a location with a portal he is able to return to at any time, regardless of distance: this will, however, be the only location he can teleport to (IE he cannot have a portal up and teleport elsewhere at the same time)

-Darkness Constructs: think green lantern, but a lower power level. requires constant concentration. these appear solid black to others, but opaque to him.

-Darkness projection: Swift is capable of engulfing an area in supernatural darkness. He is perfectly capable of seeing through this darkness, but no human with normal eyesight will be able to. this ability will immediately affect 30 sq. ft, and can expand up to about 300 sq. ft over the course of 3 minutes)

-There's a potential future in giving him access to some of the more powerful abilities in his toolkit, like the whole summoning shade demons and shit like that, but we'll see where the power level of the RPG goes before I dive into that

Weaknesses:
>Completely Human: Dispel his abilities, and he's just a normal human.

>Suicidally protective: As a former criminal, Swift feels the need to prove his loyalty to good at every turn. This means that he prioritizes the protection of civilians above everything, including his own life. This means that threatening others is a very effective tool for evildoers with him on their trail.

>I'm no detective: Swift isn't often going to be solving entire cases on his own - that's why he joined the league: he needed help directing himself.

Skills:
>Thief's bag of tricks: a reformed criminal doesn't unlearn their tricks, they just stop using them. Swift is a pretty decent lockpick, knows his way around security systems, and understands how criminals work. He's not a smart man, but he can play detective when he needs to.

>Trained fighter: Swift decided to pick up Muy Thai last year, for when it might be inconvenient to fight without his powers. with his abilities, he has a style all his own that is uniquely explosive in close range and extremely hard to counter.

Appearance:

His right arm is scarred (looks like this i.pinimg.com/564x/e9/59/59/e959592033…)

BRIEF Bio: Shade's father died young in a factory accident and his mother was abusive, so he ended up in and out of different orphanages and foster care by the time he was 8. He was already getting into the wrong sorts of groups by the time he was 11 or so, learning how to pick pockets, mug people in back alleys, etc. One of his foster parents called him out on it when he was 16, and he ran away from home in response. He lived off the streets for a few months, and he happened upon the cane in a garbage can out back of a rather strange old brick building. Turns out it was a headquarters of a secret society of mages/users of the occult, and the cane was connected to the darkness. They must have thought it was non-functional or something, but for whatever reason the cane bonded with him, and he was able to start using THAT in his heists, which got him quite popular. and quite watched. He ended up cornered by police again when he tried to check himself back into an orphanage, but got away by creating a giant cloud of darkness. he made a run for it, and ended up climbing one of those super tall metal power poles. Looking back, he has no idea why that was a good way to get away from the rozzers in the long run, but it did quite confound them. They eventually convinced him to climb back down, which he attempted to do. however, he ended up slipping, and grabbed out blindly for support - he had grabbed a power line.

Obviously, this kills normal people. It also destroys wooden staves people are carrying. and when the staff was destroyed, it transferred its shadow powers to him, allowing him to subconsciously protect himself, enough to not die from the fall or the electrocution. He was still arrested though, and put on trial for, well, a lot of theft. After a year or so of detention (and also wanted to get the sweet plea deal that was offered to him if he was willing to become an MI6 agent in exchange for no longer being in a hellhole prison really meant for adult supervillains). Having never been more than a petty thief for his own survival to begin with, and away from the influence of his gang, Swift was eventually able to realize just why what he did was bad. He continued working in tandem with the british government until last year, when his own political views became wholly incompatible with those of the government. He went on a bit of soul searching before deciding that it was probably best that heroes operate independently of governments, allowing them to better protect the people as a whole, not just the interests of the government. And, it just so happened that the JLU was hiring.

Story Arcs: [ANY JL]

Road Trip - Before joining the JL, Swift took a vacation for the first time in his life: this storyline will function as single point flashbacks to specific interesting events, and will mostly just be something I can throw in if I want to write a Shade post and there isnt a JL mission going on lol

Supporting Characters: Any JL members - and I'm always happy to be called in by a solo hero who needs some extra help from a JL member

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I'm still waffling on whether my secondary will be The Warden (avatar of the green/swamp thing OCified) or Shade (also OCified, but mostly just so I can give him a personality I like and so that he isn't either ridiculously OP or just a villain with a magic cane lol). Once I decide you'll have another leaguer

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Bludhaven // USA:

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^{May 16th, 2019 - 12:44 AM //Caernaervon District// A Steriotypically Evil Man with a Steriotypically Evil Distraction}

Of course he sets a fucking apartment on fire... Of course there was an apartment to set on fire...grjkrewjrklwerjl. Ghost's thoughts are, understandably, a bit of a frustrated mess as she's forced to lose her quarry. She could track down a man in a weird suit with a crotch gun tomorrow. These people might not live through the next 10 minutes. Fortunately the fire wasn't up in earnest, and there was rain starting up, but she could still see the glow of fire deep inside the building. Dodging a passing cannon shot from her phallic foe - how the fuck..., She went to work immediately, crashing through an upper story window and into the main hallway of the building. Down the hall was a fire alarm, which she pulled. Forcing open the closest door, she flew through the rooms checking for people - empty. They'd be coming back to a surprise. She moved to the next room. two. able bodied. more doors were starting to open, and she accosted a passerby. "Is there anyone living near here who will struggle to get out of this building?"

"Holy Sh- yes, 503. Paulina's deaf and lives alone"

Ghost was gone before the sentence had finished, breaking through another door. The woman was indeed still sleeping - and of course this building hadn't installed visual alarms. Ghost slapped the woman awake. She had learned a few signs, in the event that she ran into a deaf person, and she signed "danger. trust." Before grabbing onto the woman by her arms - mostly using her own strength to do so - and dragging her to the window. She set herself down for a moment and pushed the glass of the window outwards before picking her back up and floating out. It was more of a controlled fall than anything else, but they got to the ground in relative safety. People were starting to gather, but she figured that trying to get a decent evaluation of who was missing from them would be an exercise in inefficiency, so she went back up to the fifth floor as the firemen and police officers started to arrive. she could start to feel the heat as she moved down to the fourth floor, busting open doors on that level.

This is hopeless...can never finish in time...can never be sure... A cat in 407, quickly lifted out from under the bed, through the window, and onto the ground. It bolted, but at least it wasn't trapped in a burning building. The next story, the heat very noticeable now. 304, a man completely passed out on a couch, smelling strongly of alcohol, an empty whiskey bottle on the floor. He was heavy, they more or less just fell, and she was pretty sure she heard something break in his leg. The next room. nothing. The next room. nothing. The next room. nothing. second floor - beginning to become unreasonably hot. At this point she was listening for cries for help as she navigated with care above the crumbling floorboards, avoiding the flames licking at them. If this heat didn't wake them, they were as good as dead anyway. No sound, and she could feel the heat slowing her down. she exited out of a window on the ally-side of the building, avoiding the crowds as she frantically beat at a small flame at the end of her dress that the rain helped put out. She then flew to the top of a nearby building and just kind of collapsed, watching the building become engulfed. The storm that was coming through would prevent it from spreading - but what if she had missed someone - what if someone was dead on her inability to be fast enough? strong enough?

Why the HELL didn't I expect him to know I was coming?

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if none of the current leaguers want to help you out, my secondary will be in the Justice League when I get my next post out lol

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Bludhaven // USA:

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^{May 16th, 2019 - 10:00 AM // Saalima's Apartment// It Always Goes Deeper}

Saalima woke to her alarm with a start. She forgot it was Thursday... she was supposed to stream in an hour, and she still had so much to do in the meantime. She started some hot water for tea, and made some ramen, holding another ice pack up on her head with her powers as she did so. She'd need to catch up with a few of her street contacts. She also wanted to get whatever info she could on that cop who didn't report her to the others. Carl was his name, and it was relatively easy to find him in the employment records. She'd made a public request for information a year ago, and there was a Carl on the list of employees - she'd have to check later to see if it was the same guy. But first, she needed to make some money.

Bludhaven // USA:

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^{May 16th, 2019 - 9:00 PM // Saalima's Apartment// It Always Goes Deeper}

Waking up from a quick nap, Saalima donned her dress. looking out the window, she did a quick check to make sure no one was looking before putting on her headscarf and darting out the window. Trevor usually slept near the Baily Church, and he was one of her strongest leads - able to pick up gossip from some of the darker parts of street life. He also told her things without charge, generally. She decided to start her patrol in that area, and eventually came across her friend, lounging in a back alley next to the church's dumpster. She floated down and lounged across the alleyway from him.

"Good to see you're still around. Caused quite a stir last night, you did..." he trailed off for a bit, looking intently at something that wasn't really there. "I ain't really got that much for ya here, unfortunately. Only thing I got for ya are rumors of a metahuman called Tusk organizing some shit. No idea if he's connected to whatever you got up to with that fiddler though."

"Haven't heard of Tusk either... any locations? times? goals?"

"Whatever he's going for, he's keeping it quiet"

She nodded, and flew away. The name meant nearly nothing, but it was a starting point - she'd have to start drawing information out of criminals she ran into. She passed by the park concert a few minutes later, and it seemed to be going fine. She imagined that whatever was planned she was able to thwart the previous day. Her patrol continued relatively uneventful - the one drug deal she did run into was a pretty easy job to take care of, and she was sure that the dealer would think twice about pulling a gun on her in the future, especially since the arm he did it with wouldn't be very useful for a few months.

The comparative peace of that night, however, was broken by a small explosion over in the Caernaervon section. She quickly made her way over to the area. the source of the sound seemed to have come from a bank, which seemed just about right based on the large hole taken out of the wall of the building. She'd have to take this cautiously - that was not small scale weaponry. turns out the bank was rather small, though, and she floated in just in time to see a man shoving his...pelvis into the last keyhole of the safe, surrounded by 4 guards armed with what looked like metal dildos? The ghostly figure, previously unseen hovering above the robbers burst out laughing. They looked up,
perplexed and surprised "I...HAHA...I can't believe... I get to have... one of those villains...with an idiotic theme...HAHAHAHA! What are you compensating for little man."

"Get her!" The man with the pelvic tool yelled to his guards, who immediately threw their weapons at her, drawing more. she easily deflected all of them, and telekinetically sucker punched the closest one. he took it surprisingly well, but a few more hard shoves with her powers made short work of him. turns out it's hard to fight invisible waves of force. Ghost was immediately suspicious, as she deflected the next wave of dildos and started beating down on the next one from range. This was way too easy. way too... comically villainous. What was its purpose? The third martial artist was down - she was able to get a good focused hit in on his left kneecap, so he wasn't going much of anywhere for a while - and the man finally turned around, vault open. "I'd fight you, but I have bigger needs. come to think of it, so do you" He said, looking pointedly out the windows. she turned around to see 6 more men armed like his guards, setting the apartment complex across the street on fire. She was out the door and over there like a flash - There were people in there - people who needed help.

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<Snipped quote by The Angry Goat>

Uh, clay?

@Lord Wraith

is it actually clay? i thought he was still a person

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clayface except he's made of slime instead of ...

wait what's he usually made of :V

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I'll be able to post again in like, a half week btw

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@DocTachyonjust so you're aware we're both in Bludhaven, so collab/competition/etc. seems likely on the basis of proximity :P