"And it was at this point, Escotto realized he should'a gotten that off-road board after all!" Escotto narrated to himself, mostly. ""But, Escotto!" I hear you ask! "What if Ramona got pissed at Escotto for getting another board? She has needs, damnit!" That's because skateboards are inanimate objects, ya' damn fewl! They don't has feelings....! This still sucks, tough."
Between this, and that sudden sonic boom blasting a wall of dust into his face, it was time Escotto tried hoofing it. It was deep in this forest, meaning he didn't even have moonlight to guide him. "I knew I should've gotten that Sonar surgery!" he grumbled.
But, aside from that, something had been tailing him for a good while now. Only now did the young Mexican
"Mexicano! Get it right!"
Er, sorry. Mexicano, actually pause to observe his followers. From the corner of his eye, he made out several glowing green eyes.
"Sí, definitivamente algo de mierda de película de terror! ¡Mejor ir a lo seguro y pretender que no me doy cuenta!" He thought. Trotting along, Escotto stopped, pretending to look about lost... Even though, he kind of was. "Oh noes! I am just a lost little mexicano boyo on his way to grandma's house! I certainly hope no big scary beasties don't come to eat muh juicy lil' ass!" He cried, winking.... To something. Meanwhile, he had reached into his pocket and slipped one of his switchblades out, flicking it open.
He took two steps, whistling a little tune. Another two steps, still whistling. Another two steps...
"Aaaaand TURN!"
Wheeling around, Escotto flung the knife into one of the sets of glowing eyes, managing to take out the left one of them, then took off down the bend. He held Ramona close in one hand while fishing out the other switchblade with the other. It'd be better if Escotto got somewhere that didn't give these things home field advantage.
@RangingWolf Eventually he made it to a clearing where there awaited
"Holy fuck on a shit stick! It's a mothafuckin' spaceship!"
Escotto could have run into some allies, or straight into more targets. Well, whatever, he could still jack that shit if it were the latter.... Except, Escotto would have no idea how to fly that thi-
"Uh, uh, uh! One problem at a time!"
Making a mad dash for the ship, Escotto began to hoot of all things.
Suprised Escotto wasn't included in the GM's response. Did he just not encounter anything of interest yet? I'm kinda waiting for@RangingWolf to actually crash... Unless he did that already. Hm...
I usually prefer to wait until I think it's a good time to post something. Or, if I have a character interacting with another's, let those people respond first and then post. Enforcing a posting order would only work if everyone's posting consistantly. So, if someone went missing for some period of time, things would get weird.
The day, thus far, had been quite uneventful. Los Hermanos De Las Rochas had been called over to the abode of their university friends... Who were still trying to come up with a name for their group. They're a work in progress.
What was in progress was the latest invention of this trio's brains, Ned Vincent.
"I call it, the Tesla Gate!" The bespectacled, long braided, Chinese-American announced. "By entering an algorithm into this interface, it will program the gate to generate a temporal distortion therein. Afterwards, the gate's gyroscopic stabilizes will tune the distortion into the proper frequency, which would then quantum tunnel a wormhole between our universe, and that vibrating at the frequency mapped by the algorithm! With this, inter-dimensional travel has become possible!"
Ned's excitement deflated at the blank stares.
Fred Hill, a tall, stocky, ginger raised his hand. "Ned?"
Ned sighed, already knowing this question would be a stupid one. "Yes, Fred?"
"What's a Tesla?"
"So, what does thing do, Ned?" Demanded Redemoinho Sampson. He was noticeably shorter than the rest of crew, just barely Escotto's height. His mocha complexion, gelled back black hair and penchant for fine clothes marked him as Brazillian.
"Redemoinho, I just explained the function of the Tesla Gate!" Ned grumbled.
"Yeah, but how about explaining it in English!" Rede shot back.
"I am speaking English!"
"Hang on, hang on!" Escotto cut in. "It means, this thing's a knock-off of a Stargate!"
Finally, the others' eyes lit up.
Fred practically bounced on his toes, clapping. "Ooh! Ooh! That means we get to go to Atlantis!"
"How come you follow all this Science jargon?" Rede asked Escotto.
Smirking, Escotto clapped Rede's shoulder and explained, "It's 'cause I have something called an -follow along now- "Ed-U-Ca-Tion"!"
Which set Rede to rolling his eyes, grumbling something about having learned on the streets. Afterwards, a bored silence fell over the group as Ned fiddled with the gate's controls. Eventually, the giant rings of the gate's gyroscope whirled to life, crackling with power as their spinning blurred into a brightening sphere.
CRASH!
There was little time for anyone to contemplate what the noise was: A piece of the ceiling chipped off and hit a switch on the gate's controls. As Ned rushed to get control of it again, the energy sparking from the gyroscope began to branch out, zapping anything and everything. Including Ned. If only the nerd spent as much time developing his physique as he did his brain, he could have held on to that console. Instead, the increasing gravity dragged him towards the orb.
Behind the crew, the lab door burst open and figures poured into the room, trying to take Antonio and the others, who fought them back. Escotto managed to punch out one of these attackers before Ned's yelping drew his attention.
Escotto knew what he had to do. But the question was: Did he have the cajones and lack of sense to risk his life to save his friend?
"The hell kinda question is that?! OF COURSE I DO! Yújiā Yánshēn!" With that, Escotto's arm stretched across the lab, where he snatched Ned, but couldn't seem to pull him back. A quick decision led to Escotto grabbing the outer rim of the gate and yanking himself over. He managed to get between Ned and the gyroscope and kick the hapless nerd away from the gyroscope and into big Fred's arms.
"ESCOTTO!" he heard someone scream, and then a flash.
Then darkness.
Somewhere in Equestria.
When Escotto came to, he was cold and wet. Maybe he did end up in Atlantis after all? No, wait this looks like a river. He managed to reach out and grab a rock before dragging himself to dry land. He felt sick. The kind of sick that came after one of his drunken rampages. But, he was pretty sure alcohol was not in the equation of bullshit that brought him here.
Taking deep breaths, the Mexicano forced himself to stand, and keep his lunch where it belonged. His surroundings were green with forest life, until he looked north (don't ask how he knows) with what appeared the be a burning spire breaking the skyline. Further in the distance to another direction, Escotto could hear the thumping of something big, and most likely not friendly.
"Well, whatever that is, I hope it's ass is ready to meet my foot!" Pulling his trusty board, Ramona from... Somewhere, Escotto skated off north.
Okay, I posted Escotto in the character section. I decided to leave out the factions he's part of until they actually become relevant. Anyway, I'll try to post something today. But, I had a late night, so I'm kinda tired.
Name: Escotto De La Rocha, AKA “El Tormento” Species: Human Age: 15 3/4
Source: Original
Appearance Description: Escotto stands about 5'4" and sports a thin, toned build.His hair has been partially shaved, and given white highlights... For reasons that were never explained, and his eyes have turned a strange multi-colored pattern, that glow in low-light environments. He likes to wear punk wear, such as the sleeve hoody/t-shirt combo, ripped jeans, gloves and vans sneakers seen in the pic.
Personality: Escotto, first and foremost, is a wild card. He loves adventure, thrills, and danger. If most guys in Escotto's shoes are staring into the abyss; Escotto's the one laughing at it and saying mean things about it's mother. Hence, he gets bored if things aren't moving fast and chaotic enough for his liking. While this makes Escotto seem like a reckless fool, appearances can be deceiving.
Escotto's antics and trolling has seen him expose and take down various wrong doers, help people seek answers to problems, and overall, solve various problems. Escotto may be a nutter. But, he's a nutter with a plan. Escotto does have some odd quirks. For one, he thinks the fact he's a college student qualifies him as an adult. This will make him chase women who are significantly older than him, and is disgusted with the idea of chasing girls his own age. He also has strange habits such as narrating what he's doing.
No matter what, Escotto never seems to get angry, believing it's more productive to get even. When he drinks, however... Escotto becomes a surly, violent kid who will perceive any nearby male to be an enemy and violently attack them until he passes out. For this reason, Escotto only drinks when he's up against a tough opponent. Otherwise, he's straight edge for life.
Born and raised in Tijuana, Mexico, Escotto is the youngest of Los Hermanos De Las Rochas (The Brothers De Las Rochas). The brothers' town was under the mercy of a powerful drug cartel whose son attended school with them. While everyone wallowed in fear, and turned to God for asylum, Escotto turned to a Chinese guy he once saw running on water and punch a tree into firewood.
At Escotto's urging, this man, Guó Chāo, told him about the concept of Qi, Chinese martial arts, and Buddhism. Seeing what they could do about the Cartel problem, Escotto asked the man to teach him and his brother martial arts. At first the Guó Chāo refused to teach them, since they weren't Chinese. Antonio refused to learn, convinced the man was a satanist. However, three months of annoying both Guó Chāo and Antonio caused them to cave in.
By the time Escotto turned 13, the son of the Drug Cartel leader killed his father inherited his position as the new leader and kidnapped a “lady friend” of Antonio's. One kick ass action plot that ended with the Drug Cartel dead or fleeing later, Los Hermanos De Las Rochas learned their master was part of Chún Shàolín (“Pure Shàolín”): An underground group of martial artists whose purpose was to preserve the teachings of Shaolin, and one day overthrow the communists in China. Having learned all they could, the brothers where brought to China for the “Trials of the Thirty-Six Chambers”. Upon being first to completing the chambers, Escotto was given a scroll, and his brother a set of prayer beads.
Opening this scroll transmitted the lost techniques of Shàolín. Thus, it was time for the brothers to take their place as the champions of Shaolin and spread the Dharma t-
“Wait, does this mean I have to shave my head and never get laid?”
“But, of course.”
“Haha, no. I'll stick to being a Gong-Fu badass. But hey, call me up when you're ready to kick the commies out!”
…. Or, rather they returned to Mexico, got a scholarship to attend college in California, where Escotto learned to skate and trolls the hell out of people.
Skills:
Martial Arts Expert: Since he was young, Escotto had been training in the martial arts. Beginning with Northern Shaolin Gong-Fu & Drunken Fist, Escotto's inheriting the Scroll of Shàolín's secrets downloaded the other secrets preserved in the other styles into his brain. These include Wing Chun, Choy Li Fut, Hung Gar, and its lost Qi-Gong techniques.
Pro Skater: Upon arriving in UCLA, Escotto got in with a group of skaters. Which it took much trial and error, and lots of injuries, he eventually got the hang of it. He can achieve incredible speeds and heights on his board.
Multilingual: Escotto speaks fluent Spanish, Cantonese & Mandarin Chinese, and English. He's considering learning Japanese to annoy a weeaboo at his college.
Talented Artist: Escotto is actually a very talented sculptor and photographer. He dreams to do a photoshoot a beautiful royal figure naked someday, like that seen from Titanic.
Medical Knowledge: Fighting techniques aren't the only thing Escotto learned from Guó Chāo and Shaolin's scroll. Escotto also possesses thousands of years worth of traditional medicine knowledge... Though he now has the task of figuring out what actually works and what's just Woo-Woo crap.
Traits:
Genius Intellect: Escotto is a certified Genius, which allowed him to skip several grades and attend high school, and eventually college with his older brother, where he studies... Art? Well, he does minor in physics, which he believes helps his fighting and skating.
Shaolin Training: Escotto's training in Shaolin martial arts have given him mental and physical conditioning that outperforms even the best Olympic athletes even after they use steroids. He can perceive and detect the presence of supernatural forces, including magic, spirits, etc. He is resistant to mind-effecting powers, requiring significant effort to bend him to one's will.
Tiě gān gōngfū (Iron Liver Gong-Fu): Pretty much a requirement of Drunken Boxing practitioners. As long as Escotto keeps up his exercises, his liver can withstand a lot of alcohol consumption.
Escotto's powers focus more on enhancing and/or augmenting his physical abilities. Certain abilities work better with certain techniques and styles.
Xīngyǐng yuán wǔ (Star Shadow Dance): A technique of the Wing Chun branch. The user's conjures tangible after-images that imitates their movements a split-second afterward. This allows them to bury their target under a flurry of blows, confuse their opponents with multiple images of them, or in Escotto's case, engage multiple enemies at once if used properly
Wǔ Xiàng Bù (Five Symbols Stances): A technique of the Hung Gar branch. The user assumes a stance imitating one of the Five Symbols of the Big Dipper constellation. The Qīnglóng (Blue-Green Dragon) Stance gives the user's strikes a venomous property, but on the flip side can be used to cure poisons. The Zhū Què (Vermilion Bird) Stance allows the user to move at incredible speeds to the point of seeming to teleport.
The Bái Hǔ (White Tiger) Stance gives the user's strikes a slashing property that can rend various materials. Xuánwǔ (Black Tortoise/Mysterious Warrior) Stance allows the user to absorb the force of strikes successfully parried and turn it back on the opponent, regardless of their size, strength, etc.
Finally, the Huánglóng (Golden Dragon) Stance grants the user similar abilities of the previous four, with the added aboility of turning his skin turning into dragonscales. These Dragon scales are only visible when the user is struck, and can withstand various kinds of damage.
However, each stance's effect can only be used if the user continuously imitates that animal. If their stance is broken or interrupted, the effects are canceled. The Huánglóng stance is only usable if the user fells five opponents with each the previous four, and it's effects only last 20 minutes.
Yújiā Yánshēn (Yogi's Reach): A technique of the Choy li Fut branch. The user is able to increase the flexibility of their body. This allows them to extend their limbs an extra 50 feet, give their strikes the properties of a whip and/or ensnare targets. Escotto uses his technique to achieve some ridiculous forms
Fēngshuǐ zhī nù (Fenshi's Fury): A technique of the Northern Shaolin branch. The user is able to move the very air, sending gusts with their punches and kicks, creating tornados with spinning movements, and can step on the air as if it were solid. While seemingly redundant, Escotto uses this as an alternative to Yújiā Yánshēn
Zuìjiǔ fènnù (Drunken Rage): Not a power, but a fact about Escotto. When he drinks, he goes into a sort of drunken rage. His strikes are much faster, stronger and his pain receptors are numbed. This effect lasts about five minutes, but extends every time Escotto finishes a full bottle of alcohol. However, his behavior becomes unpredictable. It's also the only way Escotto can remember his Drunken Boxing. When the five minutes are up, Escotto passes out for eight hours and wakes up with a horrible hang over. As such, he saves this for particularly difficult opponents.
Some notes on Escotto's powers: Escotto can only employ one of these abilities at a time. Each ability lasts until Escotto's Qi is spent, or until it's dismissed, canceled, interrupted, etc. The way I'll manage Escotto's Qi is that each post that has him use one of these abilities will count as one use of his Qi. Escotto will get... Let's say 20 uses of Qi and can replenish them by doing Qigong or meditation exercises. The only exception will be his Drunken Rage.
Equipment:
Ramona: Escotto's trusty skateboard. He never leaves home without it. Sometimes he uses it as a weapon.
Wallet: Contains $20 American money, his baby pictures, several business cards, condoms and a credit card he knicked off some douchebag.
Switchblades: Hey, he's Mexicano, remember? Whadaya mean most Mexicanos don't carry switchblades around?!
Smartphone: Your typical Smartphone. There's a lot of pictures and music. But not much in the way of apps
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