Rise of Legends OOC

This is where the massive exposition normally goes, but since the plot and setting consist of "There are mutants and there's tons of racism and confusion" and "A relatively small town in upper state New York" respectively. We'll be building it as we go, but as a quick list of things the town has- A water tower, four schools(two high and elementary), three malls, a college, town hall, train station, a nearby highway(surrounded by woods), and a beach(one Lake Ontario).

The whole point of this RP is that the world reacts to what we do. Save a child and people will become more trusting, blow up a school and there will be more fear. That sort of thing. The point is to interact with others and come up with goals to accomplish. Do you want to make the X-men? Go for it! Take control of the town by force? By all means. Just remember- every action has consequences.

You can make a character with whatever origin you want, but don't make it involve someone else's origin/ character unless you have permission. I reserve the right to tell you your origin is stupid, and reasons I will do this are that it's overly cliche'd(He was experimented on by the military, and now he wants revenge!), illogical(He got set on fire, so now he can control it!) or obviously trying to emulate your favorite superhero(His parents were killed in front of him, so now he dresses like a bat!).

Powers will be limited by three aspects- 1: power. I'm not going to be allowing anything comparable to Green Lantern, Superman, Wonder woman, etc. 2: feasibility. It's a lot harder to do a lot of powers than you would think. Time travel is, obviously, right out, as is almost any other time based ability. 3: restricting others. I will not allow any ability that restricts the actions of others in any way more direct than "My arm is broken, I can't punch you". so no mind control, no ultra-charisma, no precognition.

I reserve the right to deny or put limits on abilities for other reasons. If you choose super speed I will specify that you have to choose between either enhanced perception of the passage of time(allowing the character to react to things at the speed he moves but also causing basically everything to seem to take far longer to him, making speech and interaction difficult for him) or normal perception(meaning he can't react part way through an action, and is at constant risk of injuring himself by hitting something while running at his incredibly speeds).

If your character's power manages to slip through without limits placed on it officially, and you realize it's use would put it far above everyone else's without a limit, you are expected, as competent RPers, to recognize this and impose limits yourself to avoid becoming "that douche with the over powered character". If one of these does show up, I reserve the right to nuke them from space.(It's the only way to be sure, after all.)



Character sheet!
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Appearance(remember to include the physical aspect of your mutation here):
Personality:
Skills(as applicable to the RP. I don't need to know if you're a chef.):
Power:
Limits(Anything you or I add to make an otherwise ridiculous power workable):
Background(Any details you would consider relevant):
Sample Paragraph(A quick action scene to show your ability in action would be ideal):


So! Make your characters! Be ready for limits and rejections ahoy! I'll assign one or two of you to be allowed to accept sheets in my absences. In one week, the IC goes up. Till then, post as many sheets as you want. I'll try not to tell you to just go fuck yourself.

Reserved for CS

RESERVED

JUST IN CASE(UPPERCASE, SPECIFICALLY)

I've been pretty sporadic in terms of activity lately and will be for the next few weeks but will try my best to get back into RP'ing regularly.

Character sheet!

Name: Harpe Karzai

Gender: Male

Age: 26

Appearance:

Harpe is visibly Arabic in descent. He typically wears comfortably yet somewhat fashionable clothing, usually favoring casual button down shirts with equally casual khaki pants. A wristwatch and glasses are always present, although his eyesight seems fine. He moves calmly, tending to be late by a few minutes to any gathering he's going to but never visibly showing worry or excitement. He's reserved and often employs deadpan humor to the point where people take him seriously.

Harpe is not extremely tall, in fact a bit shorter than most, but he's in okay shape. His father tried to raise him to be a physical powerhouse, but it wasn't meant to be. Harpe can do a few pushups and carry his share of the load, but he won't be bench pressing twice his weight or qualifying for Olympic sprinting anytime soon. But, hey, that's alright by him.

Personality:

Harpe was raised with constant expectations seeping through his life. Both his uncle and father were mujahideen fighters against the Soviet Union in Afghanistan and, well, his son wasn't exactly the same fighting spirit. They called his father "The Sandstorm", on account of his, well, being like a sandstorm. Powerful. Omnipresent. Striking, then leaving, within a flash. His father was an expert guerilla fighter but disagreed with the regime changes that took place, and emigrated to America: the polar opposite of the Soviets, as far as he was concerned.

Harpe, then, was expected to be the Sandstorm's son. And he disappointed. The boy was smart and clever, but not a fighter. He did have a bit of his father's spirit, which peeked out when Harpe was angry enough, but otherwise he was passive. Harpe relied more on defusing conflicts than on his ability to end them decisively.

A combination of his father's doubts and his mother's lack of maternal instinct (sidenote: mother is descended from Greece, although that doesn't relate to her poor parenting skills) didn't really foster the best self-esteem in Harpe. After he left high school Harpe tried to enlist in the Army, hoping to gain his father's respect, but he washed out fairly early. The one thing he did absorb from his father was an intense hatred of the Russians. He still holds this prejudice.

Harpe's father died of a heart attack, and Harpe's inheritance was more doubt and guilt. His constant habit of second-guessing himself made college difficult, and all the while he was combating a deeper psychological problem: that of repressing his gifts. The last thing he wanted was to have his father further disgusted by him, and yet he couldn't resist indulging in his talents.

So, we have Harpe. A bright boy, with lots of potential, but not one who is quick to anger or quick to action. He's full of his father's racism and proverbs, even if he doesn't entirely understand either. He is cunning and bright, and a good person if a bit shy.

Skills:

Harpe's father did teach him how to shoot his Kalashnikov. Harpe didn't much care for it but did grudgingly admit it could be valuable one day. He also learned several things about surviving in the wilderness from his father. His best skills, however, would be his knack for defusing heated situations and thinking or talking his way out of a conflict. He is also good at riding horses and speaks Arabic.

Power:

The Sandstorm's son. Ideally, the ability to manipulate sand. This, however, doesn't exactly have much of a scientifically feasible background. Unless you wanted to allow for spiritually feasible backgrounds, in which I could bore you with a long story about his mother being the descendant of one of Psamthe's priestesses and his father's extreme skill at guerilla fighting being due to his strange ability to seemingly shrug off sandstorms. It was the distant lineage of Psamthe and the strange gifts of his father at excelling and thriving in sandstorms that allowed for his gifts to foster in a way that would've made Lamarck happy.

But if you're going for a scientific approach...um...the midi-chlorians....? I can come up with a different character if you want a strictly scientific approach to this.

Essentially, for his power, however, he can manipulate sand. This includes imbuing it with tremendous force or simply altering its properties somewhat. With minute amounts of liquid he can blur the laws of physics a bit and get some wonderful quicksand formed, or make sand offer less traction to slow down people following him: you get the gist. He prefers to utilize his power creatively rather than simply destroy everything with sandstorms. With age he's gained some mastery over his ability and can contain his powers more accurately, although his precision weakens as he fatigues.

Limits:

He requires sand or glass to work with. Furthermore, his ability mainly involves generating sandstorms to utilize its full power (otherwise he's hurling sand at people, which is still effective, but against more than one or two people it isn't), which is destructive to the environment around him. Harpe can't control his ability very well once it gets like that, which leads to collateral damage amongst any friends nearby.

Background: I think I covered it in the Personality section. Oops.

Sample Paragraph:

(for the purpose of simplicity, we're going to say Harpe somehow got into a fight with seven or eight people. At the beach.)

Harpe fell to the ground, wincing at the pain of the punch. His face was alight with soreness and a reverbating agony bounced to the far side of his skull and back. The warm sand, though...it cushioned him. Alleviated him. Warm strength began to flow back into his arms and legs, where they touched the dirt beneath him. He looked up at the guy standing over him and thrust his arms forward, falling short of contact by a few inches. Sand burst up on each side of him, running parallel to his arms and contorting towards the boy's eyes and mouth, briefly suffocating him with sand. Long enough for Harpe to scramble to his feet and then crouch into what he assumed a decent fighting stance was.

But as he looked, he saw there were too many. He couldn't deal with them with finesse as he had the first. They'd quickly overcome the distractions, no matter how irritating sand in the eyes was-and as one was rubbing dirt from the insides of his cornea, the others would mob him. Harpe closed his eyes and felt the heat, the silky sand brush against his toes...the sunlight burned down into the earth, only to be bounced back by the ivory dirt. It enveloped him, but not painfully, rather, pleasantly. He sighed, one long, deep exhalation, and with it the world began to pick up speed, a small maelstrom blurring into existence. Sand began to trickle across the ground as wind picked up speed and carried it higher and higher into the air, until a veil of dust swirled around Harpe Karzai like a guardian angel, before turning feral and exploding outwards. Harpe lost control of it, succumbing to the whirlwhind of anger and fear and doubt that fueled it within him, seeing perfectly through the dust and debris the boys who had planned on thoroughly beating him fall to the ground under the force of the sand or the deafening roar of the winds.

And as quickly as it started, it died. Harpe's concentration wavered, but he managed to retain enough sense to turn and run. The sand was as steady and even for him as any concrete was, yet oddly provided no traction for the boys pursuing him.

Seven or eight people eh? At the beach, eh?

I don't care about origin stories, just so long as they aren't dumb. I am, as always, reserving the right to tell you to go fuck yourself if you write something super stupid. Likewise, I don't care how you explain it, because frankly I don't want to see this turn into a pseudo science fuckfest. This is a clusterfuck, but not that kind.

One thing- sand has about as much in common with sand as metal. Sand can be used to make glass, but usually isn't, and even then the change to the state of the matter is pretty severe.

sounds good. If you can write more character sheets, do it, becaise multiple characters will be a blessing in this.

Shall I remove the glass aspect of it, then? And if I think of any new characters I'll post them.

I will get a sheet done later.

*shrug* up to you, just don't say it's because it's related to sand.

I'll make one in a bit too. See if you guys can get more people in here, we'll need as many as we can get.

INTERESTED?

INTERESTED.

:unhinged:

But dude, what is everything made of if not sand? I mean, deep down, everything's pretty much from the ocean, man. Ya just gotta ride the waves.

okay, shade, argue something like that and I take away your philosophy license.

because you're doing it wrong.

Shade wrote:

But dude, what is everything made of if not sand? I mean, deep down, everything's pretty much from the ocean, man. Ya just gotta ride the waves.

That's deeper than the ocean...

I would like to join this as well, but am having a bit of difficulty settling on a power for my character. I've come up with three and was wondering if you could give some input before I go any farther. They're still a bit undeveloped, so some are missing weaknesses/downfalls. Any suggestions are welcome.

1. She can transform into a human-sized hawk at will. However, every time she does so, more of that form translates over into her human form. Occasionally she will lose her humanity even when in human form, meaning that she will act like a feral animal, lose all comprehension of normal speech, or become simply unable to form words. These spurts can happen at random, but as the roleplay progresses, they will happen more frequently. She is essentially devolving into her animal form, though her awareness of that is currently limited at best.

2. She has a parasite sharing her body. Its main center of communications is a point entwined with her spinal cord at the point where her neck meets with her shoulders. From there it has thin tendrils that wrap around the majority of her nerves and her major veins. It also has smaller ‘centers’ behind her eyes. Self-preservation is one of its main focuses; therefore it also protects its host however possible. The parasite can secrete a poisonous acidic substance from underneath its host’s nails and in her saliva, obviously the chosen toxin would not affect the host in the slightest, but it could paralyze any attacker. The parasite can briefly gain control of the host body if it deems such action necessary, when in control the parasite is much more ruthless and animalistic in manner. It does not know the concept of mercy.

3. She has the ability to literally create a certain emotion in a person based on the volume, tone, and tune of the sounds she makes, whether with the small pipe flute she carries at all times or by simply whistling. Certain sounds can create an aura of calm, while others can cause unshakeable terror, so on and so forth. If needed, she can make a scream become a literal blast of air that can fling back objects (or people).

Woop! Just noticed this was here.

I'm gonna uhh...take a moment to either think of a new character or recycle one like I normally do. Probably the latter.

*spins around in chair*

3 is right out. No controlling others' actions was one of the major rules, and that's close enough that I'm counting it. The end result of something like this is either an OP character or other players being forced to play it down.

2 sounds interesting. Maybe her body builds up lactic acid faster as a bi-product of the parasite?

1 is... I'm not sure what to say about it. It's not bad per se, but I dislike whole-body transformations, mostly because they bring with them a whole host of problems, though I do like the "regression" idea(though technically regression would have the option of mamal, amphibian, possibly lizard, and fish. No birds in our ancestry.). I'll give this one some thought and get back to you.

Well lets see here... Super powers, superpowers...

Lets try this...~
Base power: Enhanced nervous system control allowing truly perfect memory, fine motor skills far beyond any naturally developed, near perfect biofeedback, and enhanced mental calculations. (Drawback is that character is inherently a secondary or support)

Subpowers:
Mechanical knowledge and ability far beyond their age. (Drawback is character can only think of solutions to problems as they present themselves. Like MacGuyver)

Technopathic perception of technology and the ability to communicate in electronic signals. (Drawback is that character can not communicate in any other way.)

The problem I am having is deciding if a character such as this would be useful to the RP at all. It would make the character support, and based on the Op I can not tell if that is at all needed.

Your opinion?

...WOAH. THE LUCKY CHARMS.

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON.

*kicked in the fanny for not having anything RP related to say*

Support is fine. It gives you incentive to interact with others, which, if I wasn't clear on, IS THE ENTIRE POINT OF THE RP. interacting-ness is the whole goal.

That kind of sounds like two powers in one, though. Maybe buff the secondary power or just scrap it?

Also, hyperkinesis is the best power. Watch Alphas to see what I mean.

/me whistles while scuffing ass marks off boot

On the powers thing, I think I'll just go with the girl with a parasite sharing her body. If I decide to add in another character later, then I might consider the character with the regression into an animalistic state, although I would probably alter it to something more reptilian rather than avian. Thanks for your feedback earlier.

Can I have a short Irishman that can conjure rainbows and marshmallows?

I promise I'll have a sheet done later. I've been caught up with other RPs.

Jester wrote:

Can I have a short Irishman that can conjure rainbows and marshmallows?

Can he be named Potato? 8D

I imagine he'd prefer to call him Lucky, stick to the shtick he's trying.

Hm, might consider someone who is a kinetic dampener, if I want to use funny big words that I pulled from my technobabble.

Like, basically slow things down on a toggle. I'm working on realistic range, and limitations, to prevent any attempt at accidentally slowing the Earth, for instance.

Patches, no. You cannot be lucky. Tony the tiger, on the other hand...

But Tony the tiger has ultra charisma! He can make anybody eat cereal! Seriously, people eat it and it doesn't even have marshmallows! Cause therrrreee GREAT!