Zombehs

ZONES: -system offline-

I'm sorries. Re-working character at the moment.

And I just realized I can totally use Xerath for Zone appearance.

ZONES: -system offline-

Julian Maius

NAME: Julian Maius
AGE: 27
GENDER: Male
ZONE: 1

PERSONALITY: Hard-working, a bit abrasive, but happy to have fun when the work is done and put away with. Julian isn’t someone who finds it hard to juggle work and pleasure, a rather average joe in that regard, but his gruff nature is somewhat of a constant. There isn’t really a warming up to him as he strives to, and is relatively successful, at treating most people he meets equally. While he’s more than willing to take a few jabs or laughs at his expense, Julian can throw back and is more than willing to any shit he gets from others. He’ straight to the point and doesn’t like to mince words when possible, but isn’t so stubborn as to not understand that sometimes you just have to stow it and be polite.

HISTORY: Would you like to hear Julian’s story? If you knew what it was, you’d probably say hell no and he wouldn’t blame you. After all, it’s not all that interesting and you’d probably find hundreds just like him in any place that could be called a city. He grew up as an only child in a family where both parents worked, though they managed to stay close knit rather than let work pull them apart. Plenty of time was still spent outdoors when he was young though, and Julian grew up as an active child who liked the sports better than the books.

The sports took a back seat to the books when he grew old enough though. He went on to higher education after high school and managed to graduate amidst parties and what not. Yet the economy had basically gone to crap by the time he was out and the degree he had might as well have been paper to the companies he applied for. Not content to simply sit at home and wait for things to get better though, Julian turned his attention towards the less desired jobs available.

Dirty, long hours, and dangerous, but someone had to do it and he certainly wasn’t squeamish. So he bid his family and friends farewell for several months and went west to the oil sands. He took to the work easily enough and did so diligently. It wasn’t easy at first, but in a few weeks he’d adapted to the strenuous work and long schedules. While it wasn’t what he had gone to university for, it turned out to suit him just fine and Julian didn’t even bother looking for another job for a few years.

Eventually, when the pay wasn’t enough to keep him invested in the work he resigned, turned in his uniform, and headed back home to simply relax. There was enough money in the bank for him to remain unemployed for a rather lengthy amount of time given how frugal he was. Yet, relaxation didn’t come easy, especially with the troubling news from the States. It certainly didn’t become any easier when his nights turned from peaceful sleep into living another life.
APPEARANCE

• PHYSICAL: Julian’s rather heavy-set for his height with broad shoulders, thick limbs, and all that. His modest height of 5’6 only lends to the build, but he isn’t too much of a stickler about it; it is what it is after all. His hair is light orange while his eyes are a reddish brown in coloration.
• IN-ZONE: While using the Nexus, Julian retains a mostly human appearance for the most part. He seems a bit few inches taller, about 5’9 or so, than usual and a bit thinner as a result. His eyes are obscured by a constant azure glow that leave faint trails with their passing. Arcs of electricity can be seen arcing over what little exposed skin he has left and occasionally illuminate his shadowed face when the robe’s hood is on.
  
  In terms of outfit, he’d look rather in place in some fantasy RPG. He’s got the whole mage robes thing going on, with white markings on the dark blue fabric. A rather massive amber amulet hangs around his neck and seems to glow whenever his powers are used. His arms are wrapped in blackened bandages all the way up to his elbows.
  
  When the Zone is accessed through natural sleep though, his appearance undergoes a much more drastic change. Though still humanoid in shape, it’s as if lightning was forced within the confines of a metal shell. The centerpiece held with chains has the same design as the amulet around his neck in his other form. Though he appears to be made of energy at this point, he can still be hurt as usual.

POWERS

• NEXUS: Friendly fire beware. Even toned down, Julian’s powers are still incredibly hard to control and more than capable of killing his teammates just as effectively as his enemies. He generally sticks to hurling bolts of lightning that easily stop hearts and blacken bodies. For more numerous foes he’s capable of bathing the area in lightning from his fingertips and letting the electricity jump from one foe to another. Against enemies capable of withstanding the high current and voltage, Julian can maintain a constant stream that imparts enough heat to turn asphalt and concrete molten. Transfer through contact is also possible and allows him full output without risk to allies, but he’s less than willing to go that route for obvious reasons.
• REM: Clear the area and get out of the blast zone. While in REM sleep, Julian’s powers effectively turn him into a living artillery piece with all the fine control until his attacks actually impact. If you’re left standing in the blast radius afterwards? Well, unless you’re intangible or have some really good defensive measures, it’ll probably suck to be you.
  
  The bolts of lightning he throw pack enough energy to tear smoking craters into the city, there’d be very little left of a person if they were hit head on. His chain lightning looks more like Thor or Zeus having a rave party at this point: blinding, unceasing arcs of electricity that saturate an entire block around him. Basically his previous powers are cranked up to the eleventh.
  
  In addition, he also gains the ability to generate a thunderstorm albeit to maintain it requires him to remain stationary and focused. By emitting a constant stream into the sky above, he can then redirect the electricity back to targets on the ground. This grants him a massive area of coverage and the ability to literally smite his enemies from the heavens. Granted, the strikes aren’t as powerful as his normal attacks, but the sheer quantity and area of coverage are useful in their own right. He’s able to locate targets by feeling the lightning’s path to the grounds and sorting through them.
  
  His greater degree of control also allows for Julian to effectively create a plasma lance that boasts unparalleled destructive capacity. By containing an immense amount of electricity into a small area, he’s able to generate plasma that can then be launched. The focus required is about on par to his Lightning Fall, meaning he’s limited to calm movements at most.

OTHER:He's got rather deft hands, nimble fingers, as well as a rather sharp sense of sound despite working the drills for a few years. Useful for fiddling with and catching clicks.
Likes to drink, but isn't dependant on alcohol. Holds it fairly well and can stomach quite a bit, but doesn't handle its effects the following morning all too well.

ZONES: -system offline-

PM it to Septic for approval first.

ZONES: We Moved to the OOC, Greg (Sci-Fi, High-Casual, Development, Character-Driven)

Am interested. Sheet probably won't be PMed until tomorrow or Friday though.

High School of the Dead RP [Closed]

@Zombehs I'd probably say our characters are more Acquaintances. They probably spoke to each other a few times but not enough to really be considered friends but they do know of eachother xD It'd seem fitting to seeing as your character isn't always at the school xD

@Kurisa

Yeah, he probably doesn't really have many friends in school. They'd probably be countable on a single hand with fingers to spare.

High School of the Dead RP [Closed]

In terms of relations between characters I figure Kibaya might know of Kurisa (@Kurisa) since they're in the same class, and Utaho (@Hebigami Shiho) since he's probably interfered with her at least once. That's pretty much all the characters he would know from coming to school. Since he does have a job outside of school, and it's a pretty open one (construction), it's not unreasonable some people might know him that way. (Curiosity, etc.) @Phobos Dunno, if they did know of each other it'd probably be of a neutral or negative relation. I imagine Shoske might not taken to being "saved" by someone as tall as Kibaya when he's learned to stand up for himself. Suggestions are fine though. Feel free to mention me if you want to discuss.

High School of the Dead RP [Closed]

@Zombehs The CS seems fine just if he was held back a year and was 19 years old he'd be in 3-C. Unless he was held back two years xD Other than that it does seem fine to me. Seeing as I went to School with a guy who was about that tall...yeah...it's possible and he was younger xD I'm going to say Accepted for now just since I want to Shoske's (Phobos) view on it, although I'm sure he'd think it's fine ^.^

@Kurisa

Huh... yeah, fixed that.

Fablemaiden: a Magical Girl RP

You would be amazed at how brutal the original 'uncut' versions of most fairy tales were. Speaking of fairy tales, I ran into a bit of a problem. A concept gripped me but I cannot find a good fairy tale to match it. The basic idea was a mother hen type girl that uses either summons or her own (magically boosted) pets to fight for her. With less fanservice this picture would be pretty much exactly what I had in mind as far as appearance goes for the transformed state of both girl and summons.

@Agent B52

Aiiiiiii, moar ship girls. Only did a quick google search, but there's The Tinderbox/The Spirit in the Candle which has individuals coming across objects capable of summoning creatures to their aid.

High School of the Dead RP [Closed]

Well, it's up. Hopefully acceptable idea.

High School of the Dead RP [Closed]

Musato Kibaya is not a very Japanese, nor 19 year old, looking individual. He stands at 6’3 and weighs in at nearly 200lb (~90kg), putting him far out of the norm. His skin has a slight tan from the time spent under the sun, and it is far from fair, having weathered countless hours of work in dust and grime. Still, in spite of his job, he’s a well-kempt and tidy person, at least when he bothers to show up for school. His eyes and hair are both black, some of the only physical traits that match with his Japanese heritage. He usually wears what most would consider cheap clothing, t-shirts with no designs, no-name jeans or cargo pants, attire along those lines. When he does bother to show for school, it’s in uniform. Name: Musato, Kibaya Age: 19 Gender: Male Class: 3-C Personality: Kibaya is a relatively reclusive individual. He doesn’t speak much, and given his stature, not many people try to strike up conversation with him. Those that do manage to brave the unapproachable exterior may find him a bit lacking. He’s polite enough, conversational, but doesn’t really engage actively. Really, most people just find it just better fun to chat with their friends and its no skin off Kibaya’s back. He’s not someone who likes to ignore problems though, and will more often than not step up to rectify what he sees as a problem. It becomes more rare that he’ll do this when it involves interpersonal issues as he knows he’s not the greatest at them himself so he shouldn’t really poke his head into those of others. For blatant problems like bullying or whatever though, he doesn’t shy away from using his size to interject himself. History: Yakuza debts. Horrible things to be stuck with. Worst was when the debts were forced onto people. Suffice to say, his father’s debt was enough for the bastard to take his own life and leave Kibaya and his mother to deal with the fallout. The group that came to collect the debt weren’t scum though, thankfully, but debts had to be paid one way or another. He was old enough to work, and his body could handle it, so Kibaya worked. It wasn’t easy, since none of the money he made actually came to him, but compared to the alternatives, there really wasn’t a choice. He was motivated by hate for his father, who had never been a great parent in the first place, at first, but that couldn’t last the years it would take for him to pay back what the man owed. Eventually, he simply worked because there was no other choice for him. Now though, now that the debt has actually shrunk and the end is imaginable, Kibaya figured that the work he did actually wasn’t so bad. Sure, the reason he had been forced to it was utterly detestable, but that was years ago. In terms of school, he’s got a strange relationship with it. Thankfully the staff are at least understanding enough that they accommodate for his special circumstances as normally he would have been expelled a long time ago with his attendance record. Nonetheless he’s been held back a year due to it, rather than for any academic reasons. Skills: He’s got a physique that makes him look in his mid-twenties rather than a high school senior, and it shows whenever he bothers to show up for physical education. He isn’t the fastest runner, but strength-wise, Kibaya is solid. Despite meeting the bare minimum attendance for school, Kibaya has a sharp mind, specifically towards details and spatial awareness. His mind has a knack for things that relate to locations, such as where he had last seen something, the distance between two points, how a room was laid out, etc. Small details like those that would help out in the job site. As one would expect from someone who works on build sites, Kibaya is fairly decent when it comes to DIY projects. He isn’t an expert contractor by any means, but small things, out in the back if he had the materials and tools to, aren't impossible. Not exactly a socialite, he’s more likely to make people feel uncomfortable than welcome given he’s not one to speak up unless necessary. The sounds of work being done over idle conversation has always been more pleasant to Kibaya’s ears. Weapons: Friendships/Relationships: Other: “And then they’re going to eat me. Oh my goooood.”