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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? General Discussion
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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - Character Graveyard/Departure Zone
« on: November 09, 2014, 10:08:03 PM »
Name: Wanderer
Race: ??
Age: ??
Height: ~5’ 11” (180cm)
Weight: Heavy - He’s got a fair bit of muscle.
Eyes: It varies
Hair: Dark Brown
Appearance: Wanderer looks like your typical cowboy - leather coat, cowboy hat, boots, some stubble, and so on. He has brown hair that comes down to his shoulders and a lean build. In his true form, he is cloaked in writhing shadows and flame - when he opens his eyes and mouth, they look like the inside of a furnace, and he gives off tremendous heat. He has six wings of incandescent fire, and from his brow shines a terrible light that makes those whom it falls upon tremble in fear, as it signals the End of Days is nigh.
Attributes
Strength: Superhuman (Legendary)
Agility: Supernatural, medium (Legendary)
Constitution: Supernatural, low (Legendary)
Magical Ability: None ~ Low - He’s got his own skills, but he’s had a little practice with the very oldest forms of magecraft. Enough to maybe recognize a few of those spells, but not enough to actually use them. Any craft that steeps itself in religion, however, he can sense and understand.
Other Abilities:
Magic Resistance: Legendary, high. Only the very, very most powerful spells can really affect him (not counting religious rituals). Of course, spells with positive effects can't touch him either.
The Weapons of War: Wanderer can wield any weapon he desires with the skill of a master. He can call forth any weapon, from all the weapons that have been used in a war on Earth. However, while he could theoretically use, for example, Excalibur, abilities that are not passive [the Excali-blast and Strike Air] are much more difficult to use. Only one weapon at a time can be called forth when he is not in his true form (nowadays it's generally guns).
Ruin, The Red Horse of War: "Wanderer's" horse. He doesn't (and won't) ride it in his normal form, relying on other means of transportation. It takes the form of a dark red horse wearing a cloak of flame and shadows, with chains for the reins and a leather saddle. When called, it bursts forth from the ground. It can run faster than sound, and leaves flaming footprints on the ground as it moves. It has the ability to run on any surface, from land to clouds to water to the air itself. Ruin cannot die, but it can be destroyed by sufficiently powerful attacks, leaving it unable to be called until some time has passed (at least an hour). Can only be called forth when Wanderer assumes his true form.
The Fog of War: A passive ability. When not in his true form, it is very hard to realize who (or what) Wanderer really is. Sufficiently powerful spiritual beings might realize what he is, and he gives many other creatures a feeling of unease, though they most likely won't be able to guess Wanderer's true nature. This is the ability that allows him to assume a more human form at the cost of reduced capabilities.
The Face of War: The counterpart to his concealing ability, this is what lets Wanderer assume his true form. When he does so, his capabilities are restored to their full power, and he allows himself access to his horse and sword. The problem with this is that Wanderer will not take his true form for any longer than needed, since this is the form he will take at the end, and as such exposure of his true form to the world for too long will have negative side effects to the Earth; it might even begin the end if he does not resume his human form. This problem is shared between Wanderer and his brothers. He uses his true form rarely, and only when it really is truly needed (i.e. something at the level of the Apocalypse is imminent). When revealed it cracks the ground beneath him and burns the very air through which he walks.
The Mind of War: As something intricately tied to what he truly is, Wanderer knows the presence of war, wherever it has touched, whomever it has touched. Wanderer knows the names of those who have partaken in the most basic urge of battle, and what they would do with the power gifted to them. This is situational, and is less like mind-reading and closer to an inner awareness. Someone who had never felt the touch of war would be a blank slate to him, for example.
Eternal War: Due to his true nature, Wanderer is immortal. It is written that he will be there at the end of the world, so he cannot die before that time. His body may be destroyed, but he will eventually reform in a matter of days, weeks, or even years.
The Presence of War: Wanderer's presence incites conflict. It may not happen in the exact area he's in, but if Wanderer stays in one place long enough, war will break out, escalating in size and brutality the longer he stays. To avoid that, he wanders from place to place, seeing how the world turns. Now that he is within one city and cannot leave, his presence will soon be felt, try as he might to lessen it's effects.
Gear:
- Double Barrel Shotgun (A gift from Lacie that never breaks or jams. Other than that, it's a normal shotgun, break-action, with a 19 inch [49 cm] barrel. He doesn't want to know how she got it.)
- The Sword of Judgement (A brilliant, jagged, flaming sword that is Wanderer's signature weapon in myth. It can cut through almost anything, and will harm any being it touches, regardless of their status. It is a conceptual weapon of the very highest caliber that contains within it the very nature of War itself. Its flames can be sown across the battlefield, and they will never go out unless Wanderer so desires it. Unbreakable and unwieldable by any other than the Red Rider. Can only be brought out in the most dire of situations, and even then very sparingly, as this is the weapon Wanderer will use at the end. He refuses to use this in his normal form.)
- Redemption (A strange, 12 shot revolver that was a gift from one of Wanderer's brothers. The bullets can penetrate through anything, but Wanderer uses it sparingly. He seeks to return it to his brother.)
Origin:
Weakness: He doesn’t have a lot, to be honest (at least in his true form). You’ll need some really, really strong spells to take him down if you want to go that route. Alternatively, religious (specifically Christian, though others work as well) rituals work well enough, but the person who uses them has to have true faith - and, again, they have to be top caliber. If you’re strong enough, or fast enough, beating him to death might work. You’d have to not pull any punches, though, and be ready for anything he might try to throw at you. He can also be summoned if you know the right way, so a summoning plus a binding is probably your best bet. While Wanderer may be immortal, he isn't invulnerable, so a sufficiently powerful attack that he can't see coming (long-range) is another good choice to take him down. In his human form, he's not at full strength, either.
Likes: Weaponry, Horses, Lacie, His Brothers
Dislikes: Using Magecraft/Magic, His Brothers
Spoiler for Hiden:
Race: ??
Age: ??
Height: ~5’ 11” (180cm)
Weight: Heavy - He’s got a fair bit of muscle.
Eyes: It varies
Hair: Dark Brown
Appearance: Wanderer looks like your typical cowboy - leather coat, cowboy hat, boots, some stubble, and so on. He has brown hair that comes down to his shoulders and a lean build. In his true form, he is cloaked in writhing shadows and flame - when he opens his eyes and mouth, they look like the inside of a furnace, and he gives off tremendous heat. He has six wings of incandescent fire, and from his brow shines a terrible light that makes those whom it falls upon tremble in fear, as it signals the End of Days is nigh.
Attributes
Strength: Superhuman (Legendary)
Agility: Supernatural, medium (Legendary)
Constitution: Supernatural, low (Legendary)
Magical Ability: None ~ Low - He’s got his own skills, but he’s had a little practice with the very oldest forms of magecraft. Enough to maybe recognize a few of those spells, but not enough to actually use them. Any craft that steeps itself in religion, however, he can sense and understand.
Other Abilities:
Magic Resistance: Legendary, high. Only the very, very most powerful spells can really affect him (not counting religious rituals). Of course, spells with positive effects can't touch him either.
The Weapons of War: Wanderer can wield any weapon he desires with the skill of a master. He can call forth any weapon, from all the weapons that have been used in a war on Earth. However, while he could theoretically use, for example, Excalibur, abilities that are not passive [the Excali-blast and Strike Air] are much more difficult to use. Only one weapon at a time can be called forth when he is not in his true form (nowadays it's generally guns).
Ruin, The Red Horse of War: "Wanderer's" horse. He doesn't (and won't) ride it in his normal form, relying on other means of transportation. It takes the form of a dark red horse wearing a cloak of flame and shadows, with chains for the reins and a leather saddle. When called, it bursts forth from the ground. It can run faster than sound, and leaves flaming footprints on the ground as it moves. It has the ability to run on any surface, from land to clouds to water to the air itself. Ruin cannot die, but it can be destroyed by sufficiently powerful attacks, leaving it unable to be called until some time has passed (at least an hour). Can only be called forth when Wanderer assumes his true form.
The Fog of War: A passive ability. When not in his true form, it is very hard to realize who (or what) Wanderer really is. Sufficiently powerful spiritual beings might realize what he is, and he gives many other creatures a feeling of unease, though they most likely won't be able to guess Wanderer's true nature. This is the ability that allows him to assume a more human form at the cost of reduced capabilities.
The Face of War: The counterpart to his concealing ability, this is what lets Wanderer assume his true form. When he does so, his capabilities are restored to their full power, and he allows himself access to his horse and sword. The problem with this is that Wanderer will not take his true form for any longer than needed, since this is the form he will take at the end, and as such exposure of his true form to the world for too long will have negative side effects to the Earth; it might even begin the end if he does not resume his human form. This problem is shared between Wanderer and his brothers. He uses his true form rarely, and only when it really is truly needed (i.e. something at the level of the Apocalypse is imminent). When revealed it cracks the ground beneath him and burns the very air through which he walks.
The Mind of War: As something intricately tied to what he truly is, Wanderer knows the presence of war, wherever it has touched, whomever it has touched. Wanderer knows the names of those who have partaken in the most basic urge of battle, and what they would do with the power gifted to them. This is situational, and is less like mind-reading and closer to an inner awareness. Someone who had never felt the touch of war would be a blank slate to him, for example.
Eternal War: Due to his true nature, Wanderer is immortal. It is written that he will be there at the end of the world, so he cannot die before that time. His body may be destroyed, but he will eventually reform in a matter of days, weeks, or even years.
The Presence of War: Wanderer's presence incites conflict. It may not happen in the exact area he's in, but if Wanderer stays in one place long enough, war will break out, escalating in size and brutality the longer he stays. To avoid that, he wanders from place to place, seeing how the world turns. Now that he is within one city and cannot leave, his presence will soon be felt, try as he might to lessen it's effects.
Gear:
- Double Barrel Shotgun (A gift from Lacie that never breaks or jams. Other than that, it's a normal shotgun, break-action, with a 19 inch [49 cm] barrel. He doesn't want to know how she got it.)
- The Sword of Judgement (A brilliant, jagged, flaming sword that is Wanderer's signature weapon in myth. It can cut through almost anything, and will harm any being it touches, regardless of their status. It is a conceptual weapon of the very highest caliber that contains within it the very nature of War itself. Its flames can be sown across the battlefield, and they will never go out unless Wanderer so desires it. Unbreakable and unwieldable by any other than the Red Rider. Can only be brought out in the most dire of situations, and even then very sparingly, as this is the weapon Wanderer will use at the end. He refuses to use this in his normal form.)
- Redemption (A strange, 12 shot revolver that was a gift from one of Wanderer's brothers. The bullets can penetrate through anything, but Wanderer uses it sparingly. He seeks to return it to his brother.)
Origin:
Spoiler for Hiden:
Weakness: He doesn’t have a lot, to be honest (at least in his true form). You’ll need some really, really strong spells to take him down if you want to go that route. Alternatively, religious (specifically Christian, though others work as well) rituals work well enough, but the person who uses them has to have true faith - and, again, they have to be top caliber. If you’re strong enough, or fast enough, beating him to death might work. You’d have to not pull any punches, though, and be ready for anything he might try to throw at you. He can also be summoned if you know the right way, so a summoning plus a binding is probably your best bet. While Wanderer may be immortal, he isn't invulnerable, so a sufficiently powerful attack that he can't see coming (long-range) is another good choice to take him down. In his human form, he's not at full strength, either.
Likes: Weaponry, Horses, Lacie, His Brothers
Dislikes: Using Magecraft/Magic, His Brothers
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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - Character Graveyard/Departure Zone
« on: November 08, 2014, 10:07:29 PM »
Name: Vlad Drăculea (Vlad Țepeș, Vlad the III)
Race: Incarnated Heroic Spirit
Age: 45 years
Height: 191cm (6'3")
Weight: 86kg (189 lbs)
Eyes: Gold
Hair: White with pale blue locks
Background: The greatest leader and warlord Romania has ever known, and the only man to push back the tide of the Ottoman Empire. Vlad Drăculea was the inspiration for Bram Stoker's classic novel, Dracula, and could be considered the inspiration for the modern vampire (though he hates the idea of his name being equated with that of a bloodthirsty monster). Summoned in the prime of his life, incarnated from his form as a Heroic Spirit, he rests in the territory of the Vampires, in a castle that become abandoned very shortly after he arrived. As the head of the Ordo Dracul, he also seems to be interested in building a new realm of the Order within the City - his new Butler being the first who would serve under his flag.
(For a more in-depth historical backstory, here is a good place to start.)
Attributes
Strength: Superhuman (Legendary)
Agility: Superhuman, medium (Legendary!?)
Magic Ability: Medium~High (Extremely High!?)
Constitution: Supernatural, high (Legendary)
Other Abilities:
Magic Resistance: Supernatural (Cancel spells with a chant below four verses. Even if targeted by High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals, it's difficult for him to be affected.)
Authority of the Impaler Prince: Superhuman, medium
An ability that reflects itself as a presence that can be felt merely by being within Vlad’s gaze. Cultivated during his rule, it is the feeling that, before his icy stare, one would find themselves a hopelessly weak and powerless existence. Where he stands, one feels overwhelming pressure, and wherever he looks, there is ceaseless trembling.
Demonic Defender of the State: Legendary
Anti-Army
The ability to mark a region as one’s personal dominion by securing the surrounding leylines prior to an engagement. Within the marked area, Vlad receives a power boost equal to the skill Mad Enhancement rank A minus the loss of sanity. Use of Kazıklı Bei is only permitted within this area.
Kazıklı Bei: The Lord of Execution: Superhuman, high
Anti-Army
A Noble Phantasm deployable only within Vlad’s territory. Within a range of one kilometer, up to 20,000 stakes at a time can be manifested at will by Vlad, bursting from the ground to impale opponents or to be used as personal weaponry. Manifested pikes remain as a physical barrier that eliminates free ground, and evasion thus becomes less likely with passing of time. The sight of the pikes impose a curse-like psychological effect, destabilizing an opponent's mental condition with oppressive anxiety and fear.
The Legend of Dracula: The Succession of Blood: Legendary
Anti-Unit (Self Enhancement)
An ability Vlad gained through the distortion of his heroic legend, allowing him to alter his aspect to become the vampire modeled after him. In exchange for the sealing of his normal skills and Noble Phantasm, all attributes are boosted to the ones listed in parentheses, and he obtains the capacity to shape shift into a prana-draining mist and assorted animals. Being similar in nature to a Dead Apostle, he possesses the Curse of Restoration and the Mystic Eyes of Enchantment, as well as weaknesses towards daylight and holy symbols. As Vlad has a fervent hate for the vampiric myth surrounding him, he will never, ever resort to this willingly.
[As a side note (SPOILER for Apocrypha) this rendered him capable of going toe-to-toe with six Servants at once and holding his ground against them.]
Equipment:
Demonic Spear
A demonically-enhanced spear that deals increased damage against those who do not follow the laws of the Impaler Prince. All damage is raised by 1 rank towards opponents whose alignment is not “Lawful”.
Weakness: In his Vampiric form he’s vulnerable to holy objects, and such like. Other than that, the normal human (though he is, of course, enhanced) weaknesses apply.
Likes: Loyalty, Competence
Dislikes: His legend as a Vampire, Traitors, The Ottomans, Vampires in general
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Cross Effects 3.0-It was good while it lasted / Re: Cross Effects 3.0 - Character Graveyard/Departure Zone
« on: November 08, 2014, 08:38:28 PM »
Name: “Lucas Klein”
Race: Unknown, though it resembles a human body.
Age: Physically in the range of 23-25. Actually [REDACTED] years old (a fossil)
Height: 5’7”, 170cm
Weight: 150lbs, 68kg
Eyes: Gold
Hair: Reddish-Brown
Appearance: He has unkempt hair, with pale skin and golden eyes. Lucas looks like someone who doesn’t go outside much, but his slitted pupils betray that he isn’t human. He wears a newly acquired black coat, shirt, pants and shoes (he stole them from some random thrift shop).
Attributes
Strength: Superhuman~Legendary (It fluctuates. Possesses monstrous strength when angered)
Agility: Superhuman
Constitution: Legendary/Exceptional (Conditional immortality/Physical level of defense)
Abilities
Magic Resistance: Supernatural (Any spells three-count or lower will slide off of Lucas. Also, illusion-based magic doesn't work on him very well. Plant-based spells, and to some extent, earth-based spells, have a very hard time affecting him.)
Magic Ability: Extremely High ~ Mundane (Possesses incredibly large reserves to the point of being a beacon of magical energy, but is incapable of casting spells.)
Special Ability: “Beast of the World” – Something that grants the passive conceptual ability of “This person cannot be killed while they are touching the Earth”. Grants Lucas high-speed regeneration and full immortality while touching any part of the Earth. As long as biological matter from his body exists, and is touching the earth, Lucas will regenerate.
When activated, the surrounding area will begin to become infested with greenery – any plants in the area will grow quickly to monstrous proportions. During this time, Lucas is almost unstoppable, able of going far beyond the limits of his body in order to crush the opposing area and his opponents… something that comes at a price. Drawing upon so much energy is taxing in the City, even with his immortality.
Other Magical/Special Abilities: In heavily forested areas, Lucas gains boosts to his abilities, depending on the level of greenery present. Correspondingly, he isn’t at his strongest in areas with less greenery. In areas with lots of greenery, Lucas also gains something comparable to the “Presence Concealment” skill of Servant Assassin, due to his normally gigantic magical signature dispersing throughout the are, concealing his presence amidst the trees.
Lucas is also capable of channeling energy from the Earth through his body, increasing his abilities to around 5 times beyond his normal output in forested areas. In areas with little greenery, though, this ability is not as effective, and at the very most 2 times Lucas’s normal output can be achieved, depending on how little greenery there is. He can utilize some plants as his eyes and ears, in a fashion that no one but him can seem to understand.
Lucas’s fighting style doesn’t have any real rhyme or reason, or at least it seems so at first glance. It is an incredibly brutal style of fighting that takes full advantage of Lucas's strength and reaction speed, crushing bones and ripping muscles. It keeps Lucas on the ground as much as possible, while inflicting terrifying punishment on his enemies.
Lucas has near-encyclopaedic knowledge of supernatural beings, due to the sheer amount of foes he has encountered. He is capable of utilizing the weaknesses of almost anyone he fights against them - this also means he would be a great resource to consult about various entities, if he actually bothered to give advice out freely.
Origin/Personality: “Lucas Klein” woke up one day, in the middle of a clearing, with nothing more than the clothes on his back and the name “Lucas Klein”. He got up, slowly, and started walking, unaware of anything else except the desire to move forward. After walking for a full year, knowing nothing but his name, he came upon the ruins of a great city.
Lucas had already found out he couldn't die at that point – after falling off a cliff and getting back up to continue walking, death didn’t really worry him anymore. After coming upon the ruins, a place of metal and glass infested by the surrounding forest, Lucas found a convenience store. Shortly thereafter, he proceeded to eat everything he could find – he had been hungry the whole time he was walking, but had learned to ignore it after the first month and a half of stomach pains and weakness.
Lucas had come across the ruins of New York City, after many, many years of desertion and neglect. Little did he know that –
[Long and short of it: Lucas isn’t his real name, lives on a version of Earth that was basically overtaken by Gaia, is basically some kind of super-Elemental-thingy, and fights zombies. That’s right. Zombies. The remnants of humanity and different animals/mythological creatures constantly plague him as he wanders through the world. Basically, he’s been walking and fighting for a long, long time – so he feels he deserves a break when he finds himself in the City. Of course, after seeing the way things are, Lucas can’t really relax, after millennia without human contact. He has almost no social skills, and prefers being a shut-in. He holes up in abandoned bookstores, if he can find them, where the plants quickly overrun the space due to his presence. Someone who doesn't like the world but is (very) slowly becoming accustomed to it. Severely weakened in the City due to the lack of greenery. In his overrun world, he would be capable of going toe-to-toe with any of the most powerful characters that exist in the Nexus. He stays mostly within the stacks of books that he accumulates within the plant-infested bookshop that he marks as his, appearing as a disembodied voice, or occasionally a flash of pale skin or golden eye. Very much embodies the idea of a "cranky old man". Amasses books at an alarming rate.]
Weakness: As long as he is not touching the ground, Lucas is not immortal. The key to defeating him lies in getting him into the air and keeping him there. After using his full power, he is rendered temporarily helpless until he regenerates. Lucas also isn't as strong as he normally is in areas with little greenery… so basically most places in the City. He bears no Faerie weaknesses, though he dislikes most kinds of metal due to their relation to humanity.
Likes: Forests, Plants, Dogs, Ruins, Really Big Trees, Writing With Capital Letters At The Beginning Of Every Word For No Reason, Abandoned Bookstores
Dislikes: Metal, Pollution, Cities, Humans (More Or Less), Almost All Supernatural Beings, People In General, Destruction Of Forests, Cars
Race: Unknown, though it resembles a human body.
Age: Physically in the range of 23-25. Actually [REDACTED] years old (a fossil)
Height: 5’7”, 170cm
Weight: 150lbs, 68kg
Eyes: Gold
Hair: Reddish-Brown
Appearance: He has unkempt hair, with pale skin and golden eyes. Lucas looks like someone who doesn’t go outside much, but his slitted pupils betray that he isn’t human. He wears a newly acquired black coat, shirt, pants and shoes (he stole them from some random thrift shop).
Attributes
Strength: Superhuman~Legendary (It fluctuates. Possesses monstrous strength when angered)
Agility: Superhuman
Constitution: Legendary/Exceptional (Conditional immortality/Physical level of defense)
Abilities
Magic Resistance: Supernatural (Any spells three-count or lower will slide off of Lucas. Also, illusion-based magic doesn't work on him very well. Plant-based spells, and to some extent, earth-based spells, have a very hard time affecting him.)
Magic Ability: Extremely High ~ Mundane (Possesses incredibly large reserves to the point of being a beacon of magical energy, but is incapable of casting spells.)
Special Ability: “Beast of the World” – Something that grants the passive conceptual ability of “This person cannot be killed while they are touching the Earth”. Grants Lucas high-speed regeneration and full immortality while touching any part of the Earth. As long as biological matter from his body exists, and is touching the earth, Lucas will regenerate.
When activated, the surrounding area will begin to become infested with greenery – any plants in the area will grow quickly to monstrous proportions. During this time, Lucas is almost unstoppable, able of going far beyond the limits of his body in order to crush the opposing area and his opponents… something that comes at a price. Drawing upon so much energy is taxing in the City, even with his immortality.
Other Magical/Special Abilities: In heavily forested areas, Lucas gains boosts to his abilities, depending on the level of greenery present. Correspondingly, he isn’t at his strongest in areas with less greenery. In areas with lots of greenery, Lucas also gains something comparable to the “Presence Concealment” skill of Servant Assassin, due to his normally gigantic magical signature dispersing throughout the are, concealing his presence amidst the trees.
Lucas is also capable of channeling energy from the Earth through his body, increasing his abilities to around 5 times beyond his normal output in forested areas. In areas with little greenery, though, this ability is not as effective, and at the very most 2 times Lucas’s normal output can be achieved, depending on how little greenery there is. He can utilize some plants as his eyes and ears, in a fashion that no one but him can seem to understand.
Lucas’s fighting style doesn’t have any real rhyme or reason, or at least it seems so at first glance. It is an incredibly brutal style of fighting that takes full advantage of Lucas's strength and reaction speed, crushing bones and ripping muscles. It keeps Lucas on the ground as much as possible, while inflicting terrifying punishment on his enemies.
Lucas has near-encyclopaedic knowledge of supernatural beings, due to the sheer amount of foes he has encountered. He is capable of utilizing the weaknesses of almost anyone he fights against them - this also means he would be a great resource to consult about various entities, if he actually bothered to give advice out freely.
Origin/Personality: “Lucas Klein” woke up one day, in the middle of a clearing, with nothing more than the clothes on his back and the name “Lucas Klein”. He got up, slowly, and started walking, unaware of anything else except the desire to move forward. After walking for a full year, knowing nothing but his name, he came upon the ruins of a great city.
Lucas had already found out he couldn't die at that point – after falling off a cliff and getting back up to continue walking, death didn’t really worry him anymore. After coming upon the ruins, a place of metal and glass infested by the surrounding forest, Lucas found a convenience store. Shortly thereafter, he proceeded to eat everything he could find – he had been hungry the whole time he was walking, but had learned to ignore it after the first month and a half of stomach pains and weakness.
Lucas had come across the ruins of New York City, after many, many years of desertion and neglect. Little did he know that –
[Long and short of it: Lucas isn’t his real name, lives on a version of Earth that was basically overtaken by Gaia, is basically some kind of super-Elemental-thingy, and fights zombies. That’s right. Zombies. The remnants of humanity and different animals/mythological creatures constantly plague him as he wanders through the world. Basically, he’s been walking and fighting for a long, long time – so he feels he deserves a break when he finds himself in the City. Of course, after seeing the way things are, Lucas can’t really relax, after millennia without human contact. He has almost no social skills, and prefers being a shut-in. He holes up in abandoned bookstores, if he can find them, where the plants quickly overrun the space due to his presence. Someone who doesn't like the world but is (very) slowly becoming accustomed to it. Severely weakened in the City due to the lack of greenery. In his overrun world, he would be capable of going toe-to-toe with any of the most powerful characters that exist in the Nexus. He stays mostly within the stacks of books that he accumulates within the plant-infested bookshop that he marks as his, appearing as a disembodied voice, or occasionally a flash of pale skin or golden eye. Very much embodies the idea of a "cranky old man". Amasses books at an alarming rate.]
Weakness: As long as he is not touching the ground, Lucas is not immortal. The key to defeating him lies in getting him into the air and keeping him there. After using his full power, he is rendered temporarily helpless until he regenerates. Lucas also isn't as strong as he normally is in areas with little greenery… so basically most places in the City. He bears no Faerie weaknesses, though he dislikes most kinds of metal due to their relation to humanity.
Likes: Forests, Plants, Dogs, Ruins, Really Big Trees, Writing With Capital Letters At The Beginning Of Every Word For No Reason, Abandoned Bookstores
Dislikes: Metal, Pollution, Cities, Humans (More Or Less), Almost All Supernatural Beings, People In General, Destruction Of Forests, Cars
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2.0 Archive- the one no one cares about / Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) Discussion Page (OOC).
« on: November 08, 2014, 07:57:17 PM »
> Ouroboros
KIYEHHIYEHHIYEHIYEHIYEHIYEHSpoiler for Yes?:
!?
H̴̶̛̕E̡̕̕͢͡ ̸̀Ć̡̢̨͝Ò́M̶̨͏̴E̕҉͝Ş̕
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2.0 Archive- the one no one cares about / Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) Discussion Page (OOC).
« on: November 08, 2014, 02:54:02 PM »
Huh
1. The Beast of Gaia
2. The Red Rider
3. The Man Who Knew Too Much
4. Kazliki Bey
...
- The Serpent That Swallows Its Tail!?!?
1. The Beast of Gaia
2. The Red Rider
3. The Man Who Knew Too Much
4. Kazliki Bey
...
- The Serpent That Swallows Its Tail!?!?
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2.0 Archive- the one no one cares about / Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) Discussion Page (OOC).
« on: September 29, 2014, 10:38:23 PM »Lowered number of max characters per player, a more central plot with an actual antagonist likely managed by the GM, and a more abstract scale for character attributes that doesn't rely on hard numbers.
Now this sounds like something that could really hold my interest.
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2.0 Archive- the one no one cares about / Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) Discussion Page (OOC).
« on: August 16, 2014, 05:53:03 PM »
Sorry, you're right. And true - plans have been set in motion now that Lucas is back in the hands of Dracula.
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« on: August 16, 2014, 01:22:26 PM »The gates of Castlevania slowly opened as the two travelers stood before it. Well, it would be fair to say that only one of them was a traveler. The other was little more than a sack of meat impaled with stakes throughout its body. Dragging the twitching (twitching-!?) corpse behind him, the well dressed gentleman entered the castle, the massive gates closing behind him with a note of finality.
Change was stirring on the breeze, and this little incident was the first of many things yet to come
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"It is as you said. I have spotted unusual beings and phenomenons while wandering around this place. I remember this tall man clad in a white armor. His face was completely hidden behind a mask and he held tremendous power. I could not make sense of his motivations but I think he was introducing himself in a very loud and imperious way. Maybe he was some sort of buffoon since people threw money coins at his feet afterwards. He didn't picked them up though."
Gilgamesh snorted.
"I have heard of this… man. An overzealous dog, in truth."
"Should we do something about it?"
The King of Heroes looked up at the sky, his expression undecipherable for but a moment. His gaze then fell back upon Enkidu, and he smiled. It was not, as one might say, a very nice smile. He looked around the streets of the city one more time before speaking to his one, and only, friend.
"The fact that I cannot greet you with the welcome of the finest of cities to celebrate our reunions saddens me. Too long, I think, have I been avoiding my new kingdom. The people and creatures that roam these streets have grown complacent, secure in their knowledge that they are safe from retribution. That they are safe," His perfectly formed teeth ground together. "To walk these streets as they please without fear of my wrath."
He looked at Enkidu, his red eyes hard as steel.
"This is my city now, and I will not have it tainted. Was not Uruk a happy city? But here… here there is cowardice, fear, rising from the streets and flooding the whole city with its stench."
The Golden King stretched out a hand to Enkidu, his eyes beseeching.
"What do you say, my friend? I will bring you and your companions to what passes for a palace in this place, and then we may once more let our names ring from every corner of this city as legends - let the brotherhood of Gilgamesh and Enkidu be known once more! We can solve the problem of this… blight that plagues the streets of the city, and in turn, let it grow to resemble the splendor of a city that is worthy of rule!"
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"Oh, I could heal her, but I doubt the consequences would be pleasant. And at the moment, grim irony is not what I seek. One of my companions, however, is true of skill and results, if tricksy of demeanor, and she could and would help you if I so ask and call for her, my dear."
“I will graciously accept your friend's help.”
"He is not my friend… but if that is what you desire."
Wanderer carefully approached Uchiten, and laid Cina on the snow between them before backing up a few steps, his boots crunching the snow underfoot. He caught the look that the girl gave him, and nodded back. 'I promise' - that was the message his nod conveyed.
He had tarried a little too long in this region. Tempers were rising throughout the neighborhood, fights being close to breaking out. He could feel it. Even so, the cowboy did not leave his place in the snow.
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« on: August 16, 2014, 12:26:53 PM »
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Alright. I'll try my very best not to go over 24 hours again.
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Alright. I'll try my very best not to go over 24 hours again.
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« on: August 12, 2014, 02:41:05 PM »Why would a space marine be allowed if Jar Jar is not?
Human /= Alien
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2.0 Archive- the one no one cares about / Re: Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
« on: August 12, 2014, 12:04:54 AM »"I'm sorry if I have burdened you with unnecessary pain. I thought myself dead too. What happened to me after we parted ways, I do not understand it myself. It felt... similar to a long slumber. Never truly conscious nor really awake. I simply wandered in thoughts for a period. I could tell time was passing but I had no way to tell how much. I was not master of my own body, only fated to stay in this state without the possibility to interact with the world beyond my own mind. My only wish was to meet once again my precious friend."
Gilgamesh's grin was wide as the two clasped forearms, like they had in the olden days.
"And I as well, Enkidu. It is good to see you standing once more."
A moment of silence passed where the King was assaulted with the memory of the last time he had seen his only friend - weak, pale, crumbling away in his arms. With a shake of his head Gilgamesh pushed the memory away; his friend was here now, and that was all that mattered.
"I woke up recently in this strange town, in an age where gods have ceased to exist. What were the odds that our paths would overlap in this day and place? I do not know why we could meet again but, I entertain the idea that our bond was stronger than concepts of time and death. In the end, there is nothing anormal about a treasure to go back to the one it belongs to?"
"You are not a tool or a treasure for me to wield. You are my friend, an equal to stand beside me - but I am glad that we can meet once more." The King made a dismissive gesture through the air, still grinning at Enkidu. "We will have time to talk at length after this. Who are your companions?"
"This dragon is a companion of mine, he proved to have a strong will and noble heart. Sadly, I cannot understand it for the Unified Language does not seem to be used these days. Still, he proved its valor and fought by my side. Although I do not know its name, he's worthy of praise." Enkidu then spoke to the wyrm directly. "Wingless One, this is Gilgamesh, King of Uruk and my old friend."
Gilgamesh barely spared the wingless dragon a nod, but the fact that the King of Heroes had acknowledged the small dragon was, in his mind, recognition enough. That Enkidu had praised the creature did speak of something to the King, and he marked the appearance of the wyrm for further notice.
"This one joined as well. I am not sure why, but it looks somewhat familiar."
Gilgamesh let out a short laugh, and patted the sunbird on the beak.
"You may not remember it, my friend, but this phoenix roosted at our palace, once. We played many games with it, as I recall, and it left with joy... but those are older days."
He frowned, though it was not directed at Enkidu (it could never be), but rather something the Original Hero had thought of to himself.
"You may have noticed it, Enkidu, but many things walk these streets that should not. This city is strange, and winding, and for it's strangeness all manners of creatures have begun to surface, both good," He gestured to the phoenix. "And bad... tell me, have you seen anything strange as well? I have not observed the depths of the city in some time, now."
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"This one seems to do a lot of that."
The gentleman let out a quiet chuckle.
Ah, indeed. It is rather rude, isn't it?"
"He does seem to be violent to nearly anyone he meets. But, forgive me for saying this for clarification's sake, you don't have an idea why he attacked you?"
The white haired man shrugged his shoulders with an almost noble sort of carelessness, if such a thing existed.
"Not at all. It appeared before us through a portal of some kind, and preceded to rudely interfere with our meal. A careless word from a companion of mine may have-"
The redhead's head had regenerated from the impact of the stake, and he immediately snapped at the cultured man.
"A careless word!? You shot me in the he-!"
The white haired man waved his hand in an idle, dismissive gesture, and Lucas's body was filled to the brim with stakes from every angle, of every size, skewering him so throughly that it was hard to tell where the stakes ended and his flesh began. The elemental slumped over, the spears that protruded through his body keeping him mostly upright. The gentleman's eyes narrowed.
"Do not interrupt me while I am speaking."
He cleared his throat in a polite, refined way, as if the violence that he had just inflicted on the other man had been of no consequence at all.
"As I was saying, a companion of mine made a mere, careless remark, and this beast mediately attacked us. It not only destroyed some of our property, but interrupted our otherwise pleasant meal."
The man refocused his gaze on Forest, strangely, not even seeming to notice Archer's questions. It was evident to those sharp enough that something was amiss, but the amiable gentleman that had so cruelly impaled Lucas from head to toe still looked on innocently.
"As I have stated, we request its deliverance from your household to administer a necessary sentence upon the beast. Forgive me for the imposition, but I do believe it would be wise of you to agree to our... request."
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"You have guessed correctly. I make no attempt to hide my nature, but few can easily recognize it. Sharp wits about you, I see. But... however you have discerned what I am, you would deign to know already who I am? I feel slighted."
Wanderer dispassionately nodded his head to the spirit, still holding Cina in his arms.
"Pardon me, Curse Master. I meant no offense. Most do not always grasp the complex nature of things unless they are easily presented."
"Well, in this case the two are not far, but I ask that you do not mistake my singular being as the representative of an equally singular personality. Besides, I wish no harm to the girl, and in fact am concerned for her health at the moment."
"I hope that you will forgive me when I say that I do not trust you. Of course, this decision rests solely on her judgement. To steal her choice ways would be too much interference as it is, I suppose..."
“I-I don’t...” Cina started to say before she trailed off.
Wanderer looked down at the redheaded girl in he was holding in his arms, and quietly spoke to her.
"You see, this spirit wishes to heal you, which I cannot do. I do not trust it, but it will heal you, though the results may not be what you desire. I will not interfere further on that, however - the choice is yours, Cina."
The girl had not told him her name, but he knew it already. The being that took the shape and complete form of a man knew the names of every being that had been involved in a war, and the girl that it held in it's - in his arms was no exception.
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« on: August 11, 2014, 07:26:22 PM »
it's happening right now
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« on: August 03, 2014, 03:11:54 AM »The man that floated down to the two of them was well-dressed, with dark shades hiding his eyes. Even as he tried to wipe the sickly glee of his face and made to greet them, Wanderer took a single step back, his own eyes still covered by the brim of his hat.
"Hello there." he began, "Might you be in need of some assistance?"
"Your help is not needed, Curse Master. Excuse us."
Wanderer began to walk forward again as the man offered a handshake, only to snatch his hand back as it came near the redheaded girl's form. Whatever holy power stayed within her - and it must have been holy, judging by the speed of which the man withdrew his hand - had proved repulsive to him.
The mantle.
So that was the source of the medium's power. Wanderer carefully shifted the girl in his arms so that the most of her mantle showed towards the man, and slowly walked past him. He did not desire this girl to spend another moment in the curse's presence.
“W-w-what are you?”
It seemed that the girl was cold, so the wanderer, without thinking, pulled her closer to his unnaturally warm chest. Facing the man, he spoke in the redhead's ear.
"I am not surprised that you have noticed it. He is a spirit, a jumble of curses fouler than a rotting corpse. Such a thing is a powerful source of evil, and a beacon to others like it."
Though Cina could not see it, Wanderer's changing eyes fell upon Uchiten's as they faced each other.
"What say you, Curse Master? Have I spoken wrong?
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« on: August 02, 2014, 03:26:58 AM »She frowned at the wooden stake poking through Lucas's head. The head trauma was so great that she couldn't truly read his mind right now. She'd get scrambled thoughts, however there was something about the cultured man that filled her veins with ice.
She said, "Before I allow him into your custody, I would like to know the entire story." I might not be able to read Lucas's mind right now, but I can read his.
The white-haired man nodded in agreement, and took a step forward. His presence seemed to press down upon the room, to draw attention to his visage, his icy gaze lingering on Forest after briefly scanning the rest of the room.
"But, of course."
His gaze fell upon Forest, piercing her like a pinned butterfly, his cold gaze unrelenting.
"Where shall we begin? This being found his way into our castle, and, upon some perceived provocation, attacked us."