Jabrark
Dark Lord of the Drums
Alright. I got it. (And yes, he did literally change into a piece of paper. Probably went overboard with that a little. )
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Accepted.Jabrark said:Name: Damian Portney
Code Name: "That One Guy"
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance:
- Normal (Not white haired)
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-Day of Cataloging (Full Body Image)
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Costume Appearance:
- Full Costume, nearly completely paper except for pants and scarf (Ignore black face mask and red eyes), Hair covered in several minuscule paper scraps to give white appearance as a disguise.
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- Face Shot (Ignore red eyes)
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- Mask (Paper folded intensely into a ceramic-like form and material; hardened into density of ceramic items)
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Power: PAPER - Damian's power over paper is surprisingly versatile; he can control every form of paper, as well as create pulp and stock out of trace elements. Through special folding abilities and techniques, which would normally require hundreds of pounds of mechanical force, he can form deceptively durable paper armor, as well as remarkably sharp and precise projectile weapons. He is extremely effective in crowd control combat; despite that his direct physical power is lacking, he is extremely versatile in one on one combat and fast regardless.
He is also able to use paper to lift his body up, making him able to fly to an extent, and move at rapid speeds through the city without attracting much attention. He is also capable of a type of sliding through space, which consists of suddenly surrounding his body with numerous scraps and pieces of paper that near instantly move him away to another location in the vicinity, making him difficult to catch or find. He is easily tracked using this particular method of transportation as it can only be used over short distances effectively. Tracking is almost impossible if he his moving at an average speed, but is more easily detected.
Limitations: Anything that damages or destroys paper naturally (e. g. Fire, Water, etc.,), Sharp objects not included (Intensified density as described above) Powers essentially useless on paper that is soaked with water, as they are far too weighted to move, but is still usable if damp, but cannot fold together easily. Power usable in fire, but will most likely, and ultimately burn completely if attempted. Easily detected if lazily flying through the city.
Class: Neutral plus relatively calm and passive; however, becomes insanely aggressive, to a borderline blood lust-type sadism, against attackers from any faction.
Bio: Damion lived with his younger and older sisters, Katie and Rachael, ever since he was a child. They had become closer to him than anyone else in his small world. On the brink of entering college, his older sister, Rachael, was rushed to the hospital and diagnosed with a terminal case of AIDS, inherited from their mother, who was a carrier. Rachael was left in a comatose state after her first ordeal and passed on after two years, around the time Damion was entering high school. He and Katie fell into their individual depressions and barely ever spoke anymore, even to their parents, or to anyone at school.
One day, when Damion was in his sophomore year of high school and Katie in her there was an intense shockwave that resonated through their city, and both of them displayed symptoms of remarkable abilities that not even they themselves could understand. Their family had attempted to turn them in to the government, as many people had done so, and if it were not for the two fighting back and escaping, seeking to protect each other. They relied on each other for survival, but remained distant as a result of their guilt for leaving the other alone in their time of pain. They lived carefully in the shadows, avoiding the authorities to the best of their ability, doing anything possible to avoid being cataloged and separated, resorting to living like human cockroaches just to survive.
After several months of living together in this way, they began to grow closer. Eventually, they rekindled their former relationship, supporting each other out of their depressions. Damion and Katie lived peacefully together from then on, making money however they could, from petty theft to working part-time to underworld contracts, they did anything to stay alive, even after the fervor surrounding the mutations subsided; they had no other life to go back to, after all. During this time, they had grown significantly in their powers, discovering their properties and usages quickly and applying them to survival. They were able to get away from authorities easily using their powers to distract them while posing as simple street rats, escaping cleanly from every time... almost.
Around 9 months after the mutations, they were found by a squad of the Heroic Mutants assisting the police on a drug raid. Damion and Katie were simply taking refuge in the area and were mistaken for accomplices to the mutants of organized crime who fought against the heroes to protect their cargo. Damion and Katie fought back to escape, eventually finding an opening. Once they were out, they tried running away, only to be found by the police surrounding the perimeter, who opened fire upon them. Damion tried protecting the both of them, but had not yet learned to solidify his paper yet. Katie was hit in the stomach by a policeman's bullet and died four hours subsequent to the incident. Damion was left alone, having lost his entire family, and his reason to live. However, before Katie's death, she encouraged him to keep living his life so that he might be able to keep fighting. She wanted him to be able to find someone to take her place, so that one day, he could protect her when the time came.
Damion spent weeks in sorrow to mourn her death, then picked himself up and began experimenting with his paper to discover even less conventional uses for it. He discovered its hardening capabilities and its dissipating and reassembling factors and how they associated with his own body. He spent several months investigating more ways to use paper, and nearing his tenthth month since the mutation, he was caught. While manipulating his powers as usual, he was discovered by the military mutants who took him into custody after identifying that he was, in fact, a mutant. They cataloged him swiftly, but due to the process of making new additions to the database, he was kept incarcerated for the remainder of the month.
On the day of his release, only four weeks from the end of the first year, he was abandoned outside the building with nothing to his name once again except for the clothes on his back. He went on his regular way and became a street rat as before. There was a bank being robbed by a group of criminal mutants from the gangs, and he took advantage of the situation to relinquish a large portion of the money for himself ($36,750 to be exact), which was remarkably easy considering it was mostly paper. He then set out to become a secure member of society once more and he started by relieving all accusations against him. He exchanged the stolen money securely through the mutant underworld for licensed dollars, then began to buy himself back to the middle-class lifestyle. He rented a proper apartment to call home and regularly bought groceries. He established a source of income by investing a significant portion of his money ($14,000) into a growing corporation ushering the world into an age of mutant labor known as Black Fist. Despite their animosity toward the mutated population and his animosity to people of such nature, Damion admitted that they were an extremely profitable company to invest in, the dividends coming out over 15% his original investment.
He lived laxly until the end of the year. the whole month, until a group of radicals protesting against the mutants vandalized his apartment building, burning it to the ground because the landlord was a mutant. It was only then that Damion realized that there was no hope for a home for mutants as long as such hate resides in the hearts of the people. From that day on, he placed all his financial assets in a bank account (totaling $110,543 after receiving final dividends and selling his numerous Black Fist shares), which might never be used again, and lived his life as a city hermit, scouring the city of New York as a sheet of paper drifting softly in the wind, watching closely as the days went past and left him behind. While not remaining active in the affairs of normal and mutant humans, he does help all those who ask for it with the greater good in mind, and, to an extent, believes that the ends justify the means.
Just a few small things bug me. One is that moving fast does not equil doing everything fast. His ability to learn would not be effected by his ability to move fast. He can be intelligent, but only to a normal level that fits his background and such. The next thing is more of a clarification than anything. I'm ok with 200/mph being his current top speed, but keep in mind that he will almost never have the opportunity to get that fast in New York. The faster he is the harder it will be to change the direction of your momentum.Gh0st said:Name: Jason "Jay" Gold
Code Name (if applicable): Blur (for now)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: View attachment 102266
Costume Appearance: Shown above. He has no need for a mask due to his speed
Power: Super Speed- Jay has the ability to move, think, and react at incredible speeds far beyond what a normal human being can reach. Exactly how fast he can move is yet to be discovered to his fear of hurting those around him by moving too fast. So far, however, he has reached up to 200 mph, but no more. With his ability he can also read, speak, and learn incredibly quickly making him a very intelligent person despite how he may appear.
Limitations: The ability that Jay posses comes with many restrictions. For example, due to his abnormal metabolism his calorie intake is enormous. However, if he does not eat what his body requires him to eat then he will pass out. Yet another limitation is the obstacles that nature puts around Jay. Closed spaces or slippery surfaces put him at a great disadvantage.
Class: Hero
Bio(2 paragraphs minimum): Jay's life has been seemingly normal for the son of a famous musician. He's traveled all over the world and been to many different places while his father is on tour. However, having a rock star for a dad is not all that it's cut out to be. Jay's father pressured him when he was growing up to like modern rock and to learn how to play electric guitar. Unfortunately for his father, Jay was a bigger fan of the softer sounds of the acoustic guitar and Classic Rock's legendary tunes. They often fought about this which meant Jay ran from home several times and often lived in the street. Finally, he turned eighteen and moved out to New York City with his guitar to find himself.
Jay arrived in New York City and it was great. Yes, he spent his days playing on the street for money and sleeping under bridges at first but eventually he started playing gigs in bars and clubs so that he was able to buy an apartment. Everything was fantastic until something fell out of the sky on August. People with strange abilities where beginning to be spotted and so tests began. Contender. That was all that Jay was and in his eyes that was just fine. One day, while walking to a gig, he spotted a child playing on the street. The child's ball was knocked over to where some workers where working on live power lines but even so the child ran over. Out of instinct, Jay pushed the child out of the way and fell on the live power lines. He was dead. Then alive. None of that truly mattered because after his "shock" his powers awakened. Upon realizing what he could do he applied for an internship at a paper and got a job so he could try to help people. For a bit, he had been learning to control his abilities but now he is ready to try and change the world around him. However, Jay's test is coming up soon which will show he is a mutant and so far he has no clue as to what he'll do.
Accepted.Gh0st said:Name: Jason "Jay" Gold
Code Name (if applicable): Blur (for now)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: View attachment 102266
Costume Appearance: Shown above. He has no need for a mask due to his speed
Power: Super Speed- Jay has the ability to move, think, and react at incredible speeds far beyond what a normal human being can reach. Exactly how fast he can move is yet to be discovered to his fear of hurting those around him by moving too fast. So far, however, he has reached up to 200 mph, but no more.
Limitations: The ability that Jay posses comes with many restrictions. For example, due to his abnormal metabolism his calorie intake is enormous. However, if he does not eat what his body requires him to eat then he will pass out. Yet another limitation is the obstacles that nature puts around Jay. Closed spaces or slippery surfaces put him at a great disadvantage.
Class: Hero
Bio(2 paragraphs minimum): Jay's life has been seemingly normal for the son of a famous musician. He's traveled all over the world and been to many different places while his father is on tour. However, having a rock star for a dad is not all that it's cut out to be. Jay's father pressured him when he was growing up to like modern rock and to learn how to play electric guitar. Unfortunately for his father, Jay was a bigger fan of the softer sounds of the acoustic guitar and Classic Rock's legendary tunes. They often fought about this which meant Jay ran from home several times and often lived in the street. Finally, he turned eighteen and moved out to New York City with his guitar to find himself.
Jay arrived in New York City and it was great. Yes, he spent his days playing on the street for money and sleeping under bridges at first but eventually he started playing gigs in bars and clubs so that he was able to buy an apartment. Everything was fantastic until something fell out of the sky on August. People with strange abilities where beginning to be spotted and so tests began. Contender. That was all that Jay was and in his eyes that was just fine. One day, while walking to a gig, he spotted a child playing on the street. The child's ball was knocked over to where some workers where working on live power lines but even so the child ran over. Out of instinct, Jay pushed the child out of the way and fell on the live power lines. He was dead. Then alive. None of that truly mattered because after his "shock" his powers awakened. Upon realizing what he could do he applied for an internship at a paper and got a job so he could try to help people. For a bit, he had been learning to control his abilities but now he is ready to try and change the world around him. However, Jay's test is coming up soon which will show he is a mutant and so far he has no clue as to what he'll do.
Man, now i want to play Dark Souls. Curse you and your Havel armorSirDerpingtonIV said:Name: Currently Unknown
Code Name (if applicable): The Rook
Age: Currently Unknown
Gender: Currently Unknown
Appearance: Underneath Rook's armor. (If anyone manages to get close enough), a single grey eye can be seen through the visor of its helm, on the right side of its face. Nothing else can be seen.
Costume Appearance:
Power: Basic Stone manipulation.
Rook is able to manipulate stone, to shape it, move it, control it. At the current moment in time, Rook is only able to control its armor and weapons. However, it is practically a moving mountain, and incredibly difficult to stop. At 8 feet tall, this suit of armor towers over its foes, and is strong enough to smash down walls easily. It is resistant against many things, being entirely immune to electricity, thanks to its armor, and being heavily resistant to traditional weaponry, as bullets have little effect. Due to its weight, it has very little balance, and can be knocked over. Once on its back, it has trouble getting back up. Blades have trouble piercing the armor, however brute, blunt force can knock it onto its back.
Limitations: Anything other than stone is uncontrollable. Additionally, it is unable to control anything other than its armor, and weapons at the moment. It is incredibly slow however, and is rather large, unable to fit in tight spaces. Additionally, water is a MAJOR weakness. The suit of armor does not float, and water inside of the armor can easily drown the mutant inside. Fire is also a weakness, but only in high ammounts. If there is too much, the armor can turn into a furnace, and roast the mutant inside. Additionally, it is quite loud, and is entirely unable to hide.
Class: Vigilante, though mostly neutral.
Bio: Nothing is known about Rook. The suit of armor does no give away even so much as a name. However, several educated guesses could be made. Judging by its simple vocabulary, and lack of knowledge about many things, it came from a rather poor family. It seems to get nervous around people, and is quite suspicious. So, it has probably been betrayed in its past, bullied, or both. It lives alone, in some dark, quiet alleyway, without a family or friends, so it can be guessed that they died, moved away, or were imprisoned.
Rook's history since the landing of the core however, is much more clear. Several days after the core landed, rumors spread of a massive stone figure wandering the city. These rumors became newspaper articles, when this strange stone figure began to go on a vigilante spree. First, a bank robbery. Two armed men had entered one of the city's smaller banks when it was closed. One of them was an employee, who knew how to get inside. A citizen saw them in the act, and phoned the police. However, when the police arrived, a gun battle ensued between the police and the two robbers. One of the robbers seemed to be a crack-shot with the AR-15 he carried, and killed two police officers. However, suddenly, Rook appeared, barreling through the police lines, and simply smashing through the bank's doors, a massive stone club, and a stone shield as tall as a man in its hands. The robber's bullets simply bounced off, as it took the first shooter out, flattening him against the wall with its shield. The second one tried to flee, but a horizontal swing of the club sent him hurling out the window, his spine and many of his ribs broken. The police didn't open fire, out of fear of being the next ones to be flattened, as the suit of armor simply walked out. Over the next few months, Rook would stop several crimes, all of which murders or attempted murders. None of the criminal scum who encountered Rook recieved any mercy, being smashed into pulps.
Other: Can't stop the rock. Also, highfive to anyone who understands where the costume is from. I think he might just be a tad OP. Sorry
YOU CANNOT STOP THE ROCK! And uh... I might have forgot about this RPRook said:Man, now i want to play Dark Souls. Curse you and your Havel armor
Couple of things I need to touch on. What kind of technology do you think we have? This is just about modern times, so creating a mechanical arm isn't exactly realistic. I know this isn't my area of specialty, but we don't' have that technology well enough to be worth it doesn't really exist. I know he refused the arm, I'm just pointing this out. "High Tech Armor" isn't' something I can just accept and trust you won't somehow slip some OP move behind. And it is a horrid description. I even looked it up and found nothing on it. Next is your power. No way in hell. Controlling anything you want to, no matter how short it lasts or how small the area it affects, is OP by any role play I could ever make and especially this one. Before you argue, just no. And in his class, you are part of the military or not. There is o grey area for "uncertain". This could end up working, but it will require some work.U235 said:Name:
Undisclosed
(Kyle Reiger)
Code Name:
Tyrant/Kin Slayer
Age:
23
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
A muscular, yet well trained, and agile frame with very prominent black, with hints of red, hair. Tall, yet not insanely so, the features of Tyrant's body display a lifestyle of fighting, one which is adapted to both agility and utter, brutal strenght. The most visible feature of his frame is, however, the lack of a left arm. How this came to be is unknown. Tyrant also only sports one eye, the right one being the one which was lost. He has reddish eye color.
Costume Appearance:
(Imagine it just like the picture above, just more high-tech armor-like, with a cool helmet, and of course, ((Can't forget)) a ripped cape.)
Wearing the armed forces powerful TL-X1 power armor, Tyrant is well equipped, however due to his unique physical attributes, and his ridiculous unwillingness to gain a substitute arm, it has been customised to quite great lenghts. The TL-X1 armor now follows Tyrant's desire for speed and force with space to maneuver around in it, the armor is much like a second skin to Tyrant. The head piece can retract ever so slightly allowing his face to greet the fresh air outside his suit.
Power:
Spatial Control
- Tyrant has the powerful skill of spatial control. Spatial control allows the user to properly dictate and rule over how they desire space to look and behave, through spatial control one can replace space with void, or void with space. It is a very black and white power, but it's thanks to this ability that Tyrant has become the person he is now.
- Spatial control has a range of 25 meters centering from the right hand palm of Tyrant. Depending on the size of the spatial distortion which Tyrant creates it can take more effort, and even temporarily stun him.
- Spatial distortions have a very slight gravitational force.
Limitations:
- Spatial control is limited to the gestures of Tyrant's naked palm, therefore he is limited to one action at a time. Spatial control has a cooldown time of 15 seconds.
- All spatial distortions, no matter how large, cease to exist, and are replaced with what they replaced themselves, after 2 minutes.
- Spatial Control requires immense endurance, because of this, even people like Tyrant, who are well trained, would end up exhausted after a dozen, or so, spatial distortions.
Class:
Armed Forces/uncertain
Bio:
One year ago, a man who's life would be changed dramatically slept in a hospital. He had lost one of his eyes, and it was all thanks to a simple car accident. He felt that maybe he would feel better if he had been injured serving his country well, making his people proud, but no, it was a simple accident, something no one will remember, you'll be forever unknown, he thought to himself. But suddenly, with a burst of darkness, and a sudden surge in his own body, he felt different. In fact, he was quickly rendered unconcious and barely survived thanks to the doctors present at the hospital.
Little did he know, that when the initial DNA tests began, he would found positive, and would be designated a 'mutant'. All this after having been unconcious for a long while. He was very surprised, incredibly so, and little did he know that he would be taken in under the wing of the military and finally serve his country well. But after a year of unknown and terrifying experiences of many different purposes on the battlefield, has his views on life changed?