[TOWN] Town Characters.

[Ezeze]

The Marquise

The Marquise looks like a dusky woman of middling height. She's dressed in a fine white shirt with collar pulled up around her neck, and over that a dinner jacket with coat tails that nearly brush the floor. Her pants and top hat share the same purple-and-black diamond pattern - the first too baggy for her, and the second perpetually pulled down to hide her eyes. The brim, it seems, is always just a little too low to be seen beneath, no matter what angle you approach from. Her hair is black - excepting the tips which are white - and sticks out at odd angles beneath her hat. On her feet are white high-heeled riding boots, of the kind worn by more adventurous Victorian ladies. She always carries a slender black cane of appropriate height.
(In the event I ever want to change my Avatar, here is her picture)

For all that she seems, Marquise isn't human. In fact, she isn't even technically alive. She's an imprint on the mind of the multiverse - a hiccup of the imagination that sometimes occurs when people and magic cluster together in great numbers. A self perpetuating illusion. She is crippled, however, by an inability to interact with anything on the material plane except for her cane. Following theme, the cane is not a cane - but an object so magically dense that it leaves a cane-shape imprint in multiple realities at once.

The Marquise is an immortal nomad, a wonderer of worlds, a spirit of intellect capable of comprehending the most subtle and intricate of concepts, but who sometimes needs to be reminded which direction gravity pulls.

[Shades of Gray]

Abigale, the fallen angel Human Woman.

[Description]
Abigale has black angelic wings, black long hair, a black long skirt, a white T-shirt, a gray jacket, and red eyes. She can also choose to grow horns and a tail. She is very pale.

Abigale is now human, hence the crossed out stuff.

[Abilities]
She has displayed superhuman strength and speed, has a knack for tempting people, and can set herself aflame with hellfire, however, due to the humanity now, the fire will hurt her.

[Equipment]
The above clothing. Currently as a punishment from Glasya, her archdevil, she must wear a special chain around her neck. The chain will only be removed when she damns another soul to hell, and someone must hold the chain once every hour or else she will weaken. Anyone holding the chain can command Abigale.


The Chain is gone, but there is now a tattoo of a red chain going from the left side of her neck, over he collar bone, and down the left shoulder.

[Stats]
Str: High Average
Dex: High Above Average
Con: High Average
Int: High
Wis: Above Average
Cha: Very High

[Green-Shirt Q]

Haunto



Race: Duplighost

Alignment: Choatic Neutral

Gender: Male

Abilites: He can transform into other people, taking on their apperence and abilities. He can also fly.

Personality: He is intelligent and greedy, to the point to make him an expert con-artist. He can find a way to profit in any situation, usually illegally. He's not exactly evil, but he is greedy enough to do evil things sometimes. He is manipulative, and seeks gullible sidekicks he can exploit for his own goals. He is also determined, which is a bad mixture with greed and intelligence. Once he sees a way to profit, he will stop at nothing.

During his partnership with Dusky, he has grown a heart. He is less manipulative and greedy, and seeks fun more then anything. He is also quite helpful and will do anything he can to help somebody he has grown a bound with.

Because of his backstory, Haunto has a very weird relationship with women. He feels that they only stab you in the back, yet he really is lonely. In the end, all he wants is to be loved.

Ongoing Story: He have drifted into town and is looking for a gullible sidekick to exploit. He had recruited Dusky and they became partners, but they broke up after Haunto tried to find his mother using a plan that involved death. Heartbroken, as he has truly cared for Dusky, he has recently picked himself up and became partners with Bio.

Backstory: Haunto was once a D-Man in the Underwhere, under a different name. The Underwhere was a place bad people of videogames were sent for to be judged or for eternal damnation. Haunto fell in love with a human female who was sent down there, something that was forbidden. The lady ratted the D-Man out to Queen Jaydes, the leader of the Underwhere, for money. The D-Man was sentenced to death as the lady he fell in love with got raised from the dead. Before dying, the D-Man met another D-Man sentenced to death who had found out how to come back as an obscure undead creature by giving the wrong name to the executioner. Different names will reincarnate you into a different undead. The D-Man randomly selected the name "Haunto", and became a duplighost.

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Kael

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Name: Kael
Race: Half Elf
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic good
Age: 17
Class: Fighter
Description: a tallish, well built Elf, with a green and brown leather tunic on, and an incredibly fine, but strong suit of chain mail on top. Light leather pants, and leather shoes.
Abilities: Excellent sword wielder, and light and fast in his movements. Incredibly agile, and will confuse opponents by jumping and running, while launching a barrage of kicks. He mainly fights by shooting in and taking the enemy by surprise with his feet, and only using his sword as a finisher, or to block.
Equipment: A sword that has been enchanted by a Mage to protect him from magic and the arrows that his brother shoots. Grappling hook, rope, and for some reason, duct tape.
Miscellaneous: He has an identical twin brother, Luke.

Luke

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Name: Luke
Race: Half Elf
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic good
Age:17
Class: Archer
Description: Same height and build as his brother, with the same facial features. He has a plain brown tunic, and brown pants and shoes.
Abilities: Superb archer, never been beaten in an accuracy contest, but is quite capable of rapid fire as well. His accuracy and speed drop dramatically while moving, however, so he relies on his brother to stop them from getting to him.
Equipment: An Elvish longbow, some light but sturdy rope, and a bunch of enchanted arrows.
Miscellaneous: Has an identical twin brother Kael. They are told that they fight far better in sync.

These are my two town characters, and they're always together.

[billtodamax]

Name: Waiter
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Gender: Male
Power level: 8
Abilities: he'll take your order, bring the food out for you, or bring out his minigun if you give him trouble.
Personality: quite polite, and will uncomplainingly take your order and bring it out. Unless it's a joke order. See above.
Equipment: Notepad for taking down orders, pencil to go with aforementioned notepad, Tray for carrying food, Minigun.
Description: Medium height, formal waiter attire, hair.
Miscellaneous: He's probably dead if you're reading this. Sorry, tremendous screw up.

[Fredthefighter]

Name: Ronald "Sparky" Hedger
Text colour: Sandy Brown
Age: 26, but he looks like he's only 18.
Gender: Male
Race: Human, even if he is filled with cybertech enhancements of every kind.
Height and weight: 5ft 11ins, 154lbs.
Description: Scruffy red hair, slim yet well-toned. He's handsome, but not in the "Winks and the girls swoon" kind of way.
Clothing: Black trousers, white shirt, black shoes, black leather jacket.
Abilities: 15 years of unarmed combat training under the SWAT, FBI and SAS. 10 years of firearms training under those same organisations. He's a crackshot, but the area he really excels in is melee combat, whether it's armed or unarmed. Johnny also has an incredible mind, he has both sharp instincts and keen intelligence. Living in the shadows can do that to you.
Equipment: Thermochromic vision enhancers in his eyes. Extendable chromatanium phase blades in the wrists, feet and knees (extend to upto 40cm long) these disrupt all matter that they come into contact with. Flexible Chromatanium skeleton (Can extend through skin into a suit of armour, which enhances all physical traits, as well as allowing short bursts of flight through jet-boots). Nanobots in his nervous system (Increases reflexes and speed to superhuman levels). Muscle boosters throughout his entire bloodstream (Increases strength and stamina). Two Mk-7 Manhunter pistols (Designed for shooting through blast armour). Bulletproof vest.
Extra: Chromatanium is ten times harder than steel, but it is also virtually weightless.
Extra 2: Sparky has to charge his nervous system with electricity to prevent it from frying his brain. 100 volts lasts him 2 hours.
Extra 3: Sparky's metal bodysuit can morph from a bodysuit into a real suit of armor, this armor is 100% stronger than his bodysuit and has large metal jet-wings. This form also has a spear that acts the same as his wristblades. In this form, the aura that surrounds his wristblades can surround his entire body, allowing for incredibly desctructive tackles.
Personality: Depends highly on how long he has left until he has to recharge. He's always fidgety and jumpy, as well as always beign honourable and trustworthy. The rest depends on time.
More than 6 hours left: Pleasant, nice, caring and generous.
2 to 6 hours left: Not so pleasant, but still nice.
Less than 2 hours left: Irritable
Less than 1 hour left: Extremely irritable, aggressive.
Less than 30 minutes left: DID YOU JUST DROP THAT HAT! IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP I'LL FREAKING KILL YOU!
Less than 10 minutes left: He feels extremely cold, weak and slow. You can hear his heartbeat begins to speed up rapidly.
Stats
Power level: 5
Strength: High (Very high in Chromatanium armour)
Dexterity: Very High (Extremely high in Chromatanium armour)
Constitution: High (Very high in Chromatanium armour)
Intelligence: High
Wisdom: High
Charisma: Above average

[Chas the mage]

Loafsnark Frumphuck Vorsamshykalmor
Race: Breton Vampire
Alignment: Lawful Evil
age: unknown
Appearance: Loafsnark is Pale, gaunt, and frail. He has pronounces vampire fangs, and messy hair. His eyes are crimson. He usually wears black.
Class: Rogue 4/dastardly swordsman 3/ necromancer 4
other: he is usually followed by a group of evil mages and necromancers.

[Beans]

Lechner/Laei'Kha IS DECEASED.
Age: 15
Race: Human
Class: None
Alignment: NG
[Description]


[Abilities]
None.

[Backstory]
Like all Ribbajacks, Lech was employed by a god---the Ten Diamond God and the Five Sapphire King, to be exact. They unexpectedly dumped her, and that's when bad stuff went down.
Ribbajacks need employment. They need to keep atoms spinning, gravity pulling, toast landing dry-side up. With nothing to do, their minds snap and they are Fallen.
Lech fell. She became one of the most notorious Fallen Ribbajacks to exist, wreaking havoc across the planes.
When she found out where the Five Sapphire King was, she went for revenge.
She found him---or, as he was now known, Bubble. The two fought, but intervention by Rapakanesh allowed the remaining redeemability in her to split from the fallen parts. These parts were consumed and destroyed.
Lechner was then employed by Rapakanesh to serve as the Town's Auditor.

[Personality]
Lech is normally pretty loose and casual---and ADHD-like to boot. When Serious Business calls, however, she becomes much more formal.
When dealing head-on with deities, especially her boss Rapakanesh, she has a "good girl" reflex that kicks in.


Naur/Na'oour

Race: Ribbajack.
Alignment: LN, with a hint of evil.
Naur never appears any more, but still keeps realit running.

[Prince_Selm]

Mark Remik

[Description]
Mark looks like a 15 year old dorky boy with glasses and braces. He is wearing clothing that is anacronistic for a traditional fantasy setting. He is about 6' 1''.

[Abilities]
Mark has all the powers of a regular person, plus...
1. He can sprint very fast for a couple of seconds, but it leaves him winded.
2. He can "slip" through the different dimensions that compose the Town.
3. He has unknown (even to me) powers that were identified by Lupy

[Equipment]
Mark has a backpack with various items in it. Notable ones include:
A notebook, an inactive cell phone, pens, fantasy novels, cans of pop, and a calculator.

[Backstory]
Mark lived for 15 years as a dork in the "real world". After being accepted for a job at the "Fox" he accidentally fell through a gate into the Town. He was confused and in denial for a while, but now has a general acceptance of his life.

[Personality]
Mark acts like a sensitive, naive, teenager. Mainly because he is one. He has his moments of bravery, but will almost always run away from a fight.

[Jjkaybomb]

Simigdáli
PL 4/5


Appearance: A tall, unhealthily thin man in his fourties or fifties. His dark clothes cling to his meanger figure, chainscythe and crossbow boldly hanging from his belt. His self is gaunt and drawn, huge dark bags lining his dark teal eyes which dart back and forth with a solid state of eternal searching. His mouth is a thin hard line witch cuts across the taught craigs of his face. Framing the face is a nest of long greasy black hair. His voice growls in his throat, like his vocal cords have been blenderized.

Equiptment/Powers: He has a chainscythe and a crossbow. He seems to have a small amount of knowledge about magic, and his right hand usually burns with a cold, acidlike feel. He's a capable fighter and can usually hold his own.

Personality: Simigdáli has his head about him. He knows what he wants, and knows how to keep out of trouble when need be. He seems very gruff, especially with his appearance, but he can be quite kind and humble. Or he can be a bald faced liar. He's very good at controlling himself.

Backstory: Monster Hunter. Came to town looking for a monster, is quite certain that it's here, somewhere.

[Durp]

Bite size (Mini Chris, Bite sized, tiny, shrimp, ECT...)

I have had him for a while, but I never posted him here, so...

Name: Bite size (Chris Wogal )
Age: 12
Concept: This is Chris Wogal as a young boy, specifically the age when he left his father's evil clutches. He is called Bite size because he is a bite sized Chris. (Not technically, of course)
Equipment: A literally indestructible fedora, a mecha baseball bat, a duster, and jeans.

[Je dit Viola]

Cap'n Lucy Jones, Piratess o' the Sky Leigon

Young Piratess
Human Girl
Dark clothing, red bandana. Blond, slightly curly hair. Sometimes wears an eyepatch for fun.
[Abilities]
Human abilities, like normal.
Also can hold her breath for a long time. From her underwater training.

[Equipment]
Pistol, Rifle, cutlass, rapier, broadsword, dagger, chain, fish, shoes, whatever else, you name it. She can kill people with these things.

[Backstory]

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Was a sky/ocean pirate. Came to the TOWN beach, sopping wet, and ran into a fallen star. Held a star-heart piece...
Never came ashore before. Has always lived on the boat. Except for brief shallow waters and small islands.
No longer has a boat, because of a mutinous crew.

[COLOR="RoyalBlue"]I swam away at the first chance I got to a nearby ship that was just looted, disgusin' myself as a wounded shipmate, I stole away until fates and the ocean brought me to a pirate ship in dire need of repair. Then I rose up the ranks to become cap'n.
Eventually, I was mutinied, yes, but I still see meself as cap'n.[/quote]

[Personality]
Alright...

[Stats]
no, please

ONlY 4 mE!

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A daughter of Davvy Jones...and she is a lot older than she looks. Like, in the super-my-characters-mostly-Viole plot that I'm going to do...she's going to be a ruthless ship captain in the past. Murderous, even. Then...she loses her memory. Can't remember it no mo'. Of course, for maximum effect, I'll have to introduce her (and Will and Zophiel and Viole, and maybe Devona) all before the Will-Zophiel Battle for Ultimate Goodness That Results in Will Regaining his Soul, but His Lady of Darkness loses her Power (in chains by the demon/devil almost-husband of Devona) and dies(~) but Will keeps his Powers by her Sacrifice, and a Time Rift gets Cut in Will's Rage. Viole, the demon/devil, and whoever else wants to go gets sucked in...and they meet Lucy...and hunt down the demondevildude and Viole gets trapped and is pregnant.

Cap'n Lucy, Corsair, at your service.

[Beans]

Emminy Rose.

Usually wears a tattered doctor's coat, a pale pink top, jeans, and her old Horde boots.

[Abilities]
Not much. She's rather endurant. She's a superb medic.

[Equipment]
Medical equipment is internal, including scalpels, syringes, and such.
In the palms of her hands are pos-wave generators, which reduce pain and induce generally pleasant feelings in those the waves are applied to.
She can back-circuit it to generate neg-waves, but she doesn't like hurting people. So she probably won't.

[Personality]
Skittish, sensitive, but excellently kind and caring, as would befit a medic.

[Mortia De Luna Draco]

Draco for my ancestral name meaning in the oldest of tongues, Dragon. From the bastard son of the old prince, born from a dragon who longed to be human, and the queen who couldn’t resist the dragon’s charms. Luna, the sire name given to me for being born under the harvest moon, that oft gives light on the night of witches’ day. Forever peaceful for those in need of sanctuary, forever a dark omen to those whose power lies in the darker realm. Mortia, the name that forever remains a mystery to me, meaning death in many tongues, so that no one could mistake its meaning. What did my father have in mind for me when he named me death? What was going through my mother’s mind when she named me killer? Perhaps it is fitting that the weapon of my ancestors, passed down from eldest son to eldest son of the Draco line. Those who would forever protect the true line of the Bahamu. The weapon of my father, and his father before him, and so on since being given by the great dragon that impregnated my ancient queen is a scythe. My father’s scythe. Upon which the blessing of Bahamutte have been placed. My father’s scythe. Forever a bane unto those who would seek to harm the royal family of Bahamu. That is who I am. Mortia de Luna Draco, last of the Draco line. Death by the moonlight dragon. Death, wielding a scythe. Forever my life, forever my pain, forever my linage, and forever my curse. Last of the Draco line. My name is Mortia De Luna Draco, and this is my story.

[Description]

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Usually standing about eight feet tall, can enlarge at will up to 12. He is large and muscle bound, with a pension deceitfully leaning towards more agile than strong. (Think the guys from 300, but bigger)
He is covered head to toe in golden scales, save for his face, palms of his hands, underarms, etc.
His wings are exactly that of a dragons, thin membrane and such.
He wears his hair cropped short to his head, exposing the ten horns around his head, highly resembling the points of a crown.
Although his countance and visage are both intimidating, most people become instantly relaxed upon seeing his eyes. They are a slate gray, and filled with compassion and sorrow.
Oh, and his fingernails are very claw like.

[Abilities]
He can fly with his wings. Meaning he can travel great distances very fast, and can maneuver well in the air. Because his flight is natural, he can only hover for a moment.
He is supernaturally strong. His ancestry and his magic (coming later) gives him literally the strength of a dragon. (D&D Stats=62)
He holds a homebrew feat called Iron scales, this grants the protection of heavy fortification to his natural armor. His scales are his only armor, and usually prevent most types of non magical damage.
What he lacks in looks, he makes up for in intelligence. His childhood as a noble of the Bahamu granted him an education that is top notch. He is well versed in politics, as well as most forms of arcana. While he struggles to understand the workings of people, he is very adept at problem solving.
He has a massive amount of magical talent, but most of that is absorbed by the maintaining of his physical form. His calling as a chosen of Bahamutte requires that his soccery be routed into his body, explaining the certain perks he enjoys. Because the magic is fused directly into him, it is unaffected by dead magic zones, and is all but undetectable by divination. He can, however, cast some spells, few of which are offensive. (My reasoning is the amount of focus some of these would take) Another limit to his offensive spells is fire. While he is strong in fire based spells, he can’t use any but those for offensive reasons. (D&D stats: 30 ecl, 10th lvl caster)
Being who he is, and how he was raised has given him a natural pension for leadership. Good aligned people are drawn to him, while evil feels unclean in his presence.
Weaknesses: I have worked hard to eliminate these, but there still there....
He has a weakness to ice, it does double damage, and is increased in cold weather. He will almost always join in a fight against things he sees to be evil, weather or not is it his fight, even if he knows he will not win. His sorrow over his past, (see below) drives him towards duty, leaving little room for normal human interactions.

also, see here. http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=27418

[Equipment]

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Aside from the usual of spell components and clothes and such..
Draco Ancestral Scythe.
This is his only real item. It stands head and shoulders above him, its blade able to be retracted into the shaft. It can hold spells, deflect minor magic, and create a dead magic zone. Its magical properties will only work for one of the Draco bloodline, and he can call it to him at will. It can be thrown, and basically is one badass weapon. It is never more than an arms reach from him.

[Backstory]
Born in the land of the Bahamu, the worshipers of the Dragon god Bahamutte, he was the son of a line of standing Stewarts, awaiting the missing king. He had married an elfin woman right before an attack by another land. This attack captured his brother and annihilated almost his entire people. Soon after that war, while fleeing for their lives, his wife, Sariah, was also killed, and Mortia cut the still living child in her womb free, naming her after her mother, and giving her to the care of his father, while he sought a path that would make him powerful enough to gain revenge from those that would continue to kill his kind. His quest took him to a dragon’s cave, where he encountered one of the aspects of Bahamutte, and started his quest as a chosen of Bahamutte. (Thats right, he started out as human!) He became what he was meant to be, and it cost him everything. His people were destroyed, his family missing. He found his father slain by his missing brother, who had been converted to the side of the enemy. His daughter was no where to be found. He was forced to kill his own brother, gaining his scythe in the deal. He found his daughter years later, uniting the fallen Bahamu people. In this time, he faced a battle with a friend, a contest of skill. The battle was fought in a deserted area, but it drew such a crowd that many people decided to stay. It became what you now know as the Town.
In the town, Mortia was elected the first mayor. He has had quite a few adventures here, including fighting the dark side of himself, loosing his daughter, and finding a small amount of love after the death of his wife.

[Personality]
Dedicated man of sorrows. He has no mission for his people left, as they have all been destroyed. He wonders the face of the earth, trying to help others like he couldn’t help his own. He will look anyone in the eye, good or evil, and try to be civil, but will make every attempt to stop injustice.

[Stats]
As soon as I find these, Ill get them to you. :D

[Fredthefighter]

Kardur Skullcleaver (Left Town for good/for an indefinite amount of time)
Alignment: Neutral Good
Race: Minotaur
Age: 50
Description: 8ft tall, 800lbs of pure muscle coated in jet black fur. There are two black horns atop his head. Often dresses in a suit of golden plate armour and a kilt.
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Equipment: A very big axe, a golden shield, golden plate armour, a kilt and a book of holy writings.
Class or approximation: Fighter 10/Cleric 5
Power level: 5
Personality: Although his montrous visage makes him seem angry, he is actually quite a gentle soul. Kind and caring, Kardur prefers to stay out of fights if he can help it. However, when roused for battle, Kardur becomes a fierce and raging whirlwind of muscle and steel. Kardur is an honest warrior and values friends above all else. A friend of Kardur's has a devout ally for the rest of their life.
Abilities: Incredible strength, agile, wise, Kardur is both a skilled warrior and a faithful cleric. Due to him being a warpriest of Vlakir, god of the 3rd sun, Kardur can call upon the powers Vlakir granted him, which include healing, bursts of sunlight, searing fire and enhancing the strength and courage of those around him, as well as much more.
Backstory: Kardur was thrown out of his tribe at a young age, after spending a few days in the wild, a passing Priest of Vlakir found him, took him back to the monastery and raised him. It was there he became one of the warpriests when The Tome of Battle accepted him upon his 15th birthday. He has had three mentors in his life, Tempus Battlehammer, who taught him the way of the warrior, Krashnir Faithguard, who taught him how to use his faith and soul to protect and Falkor Smiteblade, who taught him how to use the two as one even greater weapon. Each of these men have left a deep imprint on Kardur's heart, he remembers them forever.

Statistics:
Strength - Very High
Agility - High
Stamina - Very High
Intellect - Average
Wisdom - High
Charisma - Average

[The Gremlin]

Penny (in the Town at least)
Race: Weird Chicken Thing
Class: Unknown
Age: Unknown
Backstory:

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Penny's backstory is unknown, like most of her. She cannot even speak Common, but rather simply squawks. In this reality, she has no powers except being able to float around in her nest, and being able to project 'lasers' from her eyes which can serve as a sort of light projector. She is temperamental and moody, and very, very annoying.

Yeah, this character is going to be a bit odd. I thought it was about time to introduce her here, though.
Talks like this, because I like hurting your eyes.

[Beans]

Jequa Cessarin. (The C is a soft C, i.e. pronounced like an S)
[Description]

With and without her gasmask and goggles.
White duster, silver top over a black mesh shirt, black crossbelts over that. White combat pants, steel-toed boots. Steely wings hidden beneath flaps in her duster.
Hair is spiky and a sort of cyan-tinged white. Eyes are a brilliant emerald green. Skin is pale. All over her back and arms are winding, calligraphic tattoos. A strange symbol is tattooed on her left palm.

[Abilities]
Jeq is a crack shot with her disintegrator rifle. She isn't bad at hand-to-hand combat either, usually smacking shiznit down with the butt of her gun. Some strange ability is in that symbol on her palm...
Her wings work pretty well, but not that well in a windstorm.

[Equipment]
Disintegrator Laser Rifle.
Cybernetic Wings.
Goggles with vision enhancers.
Gasmask with voice distorter and rebreather.

[Personality]
Lawful Neutral and logical ad nauseam. She tries to fit everything into a sense of logic and justice, and gets shaky when things aren't compatible with this.

[Jjkaybomb]

Kishimototoriyamazetsu Tsubakinanachiko

Appearance: A pink-haired japanese schoolgirl in a skirt short enough for any ecchii worth its salt.

Abilities: Sailor Rigel, MAKE UP! Element: Lead. She has a lead pipe, and she can also give you lead poisoning if you're not careful. PL 2

Personality: Bored and unhelpful

[Prize Inside]

Arumototakinarami Shi, High School Student!
Typical Japanese school boy, wearing a typical school outfit. His hair is green, as are his eyes, and his voice is soft, but with the edge of manlyness. One cannot look at him without envisioning a bad anime.


[Abilities] Shi has the power to take pictues with his trusty camera, become overly excited, and to pay for meals for Kishiko-chan.

[Equipment] An old camera able to take rolled film or poleroids. Shi doesn't remember when or where he got it.

[Person1123]

Pin-Pin the Kobold
Says who? Who? Who?????
Race:Kobold
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Role: Annoying
Age: Who needs an age?
Weight: 111.11
Height: 4'2"
Eyes: Bright cheesin' green

[Abilities]
Pin-Pin is adept at unarmed combat, and has some acid-based powers (that sounds funny). As well, he can teleport sometimes and has a hand crossbow.
[Equipment]
A hand crossbow. Duh. He also has a tattoo of a drop of acid on his chest. He wears baggy pants held up by a studded belt and has a collar around his neck.

[Personality]
Pin is jealous of Pun-Pun, his older brother. as such, his life's goal is to console himself by smashing stuff a lot, as well as annoying people no end.

[stopwatch]

Ooh, cookies.
Name: Nitsuj (nicknamed stopwatch)
Race: Human
Age: 18
Alignment: neutral good
Height: 6 feet even
Weight: 160 lbs.
Looks: blue eyes, normal build except slightly skinny, brown hair, clothes have no special characteristics to them, carries a typical sword

Personality: adventurous, simple minded, yet has hidden intelligence and wisdom, always wants to do what's right

Others: great with his sword, his attacks lack power, but he strikes very quickly and knows how to dodge and block many attacks, has the power to control time, this power comes with restrictions, First of all he can only slow time down speed it up or freeze it, when he uses these powers he still moves at the same speed he normally would, to avoid confusion, he still ages at the same pace time is currently moving, his second restriction is that too much use of this power really tires him out, for such a reason he rarely uses these powers, but he doesn't need them to fight as described above, one final note to take is when he uses his powers it seems to others that his moving pace has changed and everything else moves at the same pace

[Trizap]

Trizap Silvertongue
Race: Catfolk
Occupation: Mad Scientist
Age: ???
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Height: 6 ft
Abilities: can make new inventions at will
Personality: Crazy.

Backstory: Basically, he was taught by another Mad Scientist Xocnicar, he decided to build a cool spaceship and travel the multiverse, he ended up in the Town- thats all, short sweet, eprfect.

[Chas the mage]

Name: Field Marshal Lord Aurick
race: human
age: 40-ish
gender: male
alignment: lawful neutral/good
class: an aristocrat with a bit of fighting skill
power level: 5-ish, but he usually has some back up
weapons: He has a pistol, and a club that is cylindrical.
armor: none
clothing: He has a khaki blazer and pants, with boots. He has a monacle, a mustache, and wears a white pith helm (safari hat). he also has a brown lether belt that goes around his waste, and his shoulder.


NOTE: thiss characacter has a few recuring cohorts. He is bent on colonization, and usually resides in acro.

[Jjkaybomb]

Scubarb Rex
Nuetral Evil
PL 1/2
Appearance: An at least one year old red-haired dwarven baby. Build solidly and thick, with tan skin. Wearing a gray long sleeve shirt and black pants. Has no shoes.
Personality: Very angry and screams a lot. Hates everything. Always tries to sleep.
Abilities: Can makes sparks and things coated in obsidian. He can fight, and is unusally strong for a baby, but only a baby he is. Speaks infernal perfectly, and some dwarven.
Backstory: Robbed from his cradle, he was trapped in a gem with a the fire elemental for hours, but to him it seemed like a billion years. He was convinced by the fire spirit that his father was a horrible person and trapped him in the gem. Even his name had to be given to him, as the fire spirit had convinced him that the boy didnt have one. Now he swears revenge against his father.

[Kaelaroth]

Name (written in his speech colour and font): Flavian Bellamy
Race: Human(ish)
Class (or approximation): Businessman / Charming Rogue
Backstory: To come, later.
Alignment: Unaligned
Description: Flavian is a handsome young gentleman, taller than average, and slightly out-of-shape, with a slight paunch forming. He has big hazel eyes, generally flawless pale skin, and pale brown hair, cut quite short (to reveal his rather small ears), with flecks of blonde in it, only really visible in bright light. He has perfect teeth in a smiling, wide mouth.
Equipment: Flavian has a very large amount of money in a number of different currencies, a very large and expensive wedding ring (with some technological enhancements) on his wedding finger, and a rather large suitcase filled with neatly folded clothes (primarily suits and shirts). He has little else.
Powers: He has three, actually. You'll have to find out what two of them are, won't you? But, I will tell you that he is unnaturally strong and tough.
Personality: Flavian's talkative and kind, but typically only to those who he thinks are equal to him in intellectual standpoint or interest. He's fairly mercantile, and tries to get what he wants, both of his powers aiding him in such affairs.

[Green-Shirt Q]

The Guru
Race: Human
Alignment: He claims to be true neutral.
Apperence: An old man with a beaming smile and a freakishly long, thick beard. I mean REALLY long. Like the ZZ-Top beards added together times two. He is hunched over and has a crutch, signs of old age. His eyes are filled with wisdom and he is always smiling.
Personality: He is a kind old man with lots of wisdom. He is convinced of many things, all of which may or may not be true (example: that everybody has vitrues and nobody is evil. Only when people try to hide their personality traits is when they become evil). He loves everybody, in a plutonic, non-sexual way, of course. He may be crazy, and uses bizarre smiles and metaphors to describe things.
Histroy: He has lived in The City (a developed area that parallels The Town) and has taken care of many orphan children, including Morgan, and has used his wisdom to raise them. He has come to the town to see Morgan and to use his wisdom to help Bubble raise Rex.

[Staven]

Damien Uranium
Race: Human
Alignment: Chaotic Good
[Description]
Dark skin, possibly from a tan, possibly from heritage. It isn't clear. Messy, bright red hair that has a tendency to go into bed-head mode. Tall, about 6'4", and quite lanky, but not without muscle tone. Has sort of adopted a "punk" look, as he wears tight black jeans, a torn-up black tank-top with a skull and crossbones printed on it, and studded bracelets and belt. Wears army-issue boots and a scarf, the only thing out of place in his outfit. It is scarlet red.

[Abilities]
Damien's most prized possession is his thirty-story-tall mech, named "The Duke," after his favorite movie star, John Wayne. The Duke is an all american robot, as its main method of fighting is Dakka, Dakka, and more Dakka. There is never enuff. Guns come out of every concievable (and every non-concievable) area on it when he really needs it to. He stole it from aliens who have not forgiven him yet. Then he made it better, with a little help.
Alone, he is a normal human, although in good shape and Estrogen Brigade Bait to boot. However, his fixation on the "gunslinger" archetype has lead him to adopt a pair of oversized revolvers when not driving The Duke around. He knows how to throw a punch, too, if the situation calls for it.

[Equipment]
Obviously, the Duke. His revolvers and switchblade that he occasionally carries around also are usually on his person. The Duke needs to be summoned with his Roger Smith-like watch.

[Backstory]
There is not too much to tell. He lived a comparably normal life as a teenager in...probably LA. He went to art school and stole The Duke (formerly Unit A-53) from a few aliens that were sent on a recon mission. An old friend (and distant relative) of Chris Wogal, who provided him the technical aid he needed to make A-53 into The Duke. Blissfully unaware of the fact that Chris himself has a...much darker backstory than himself. He responded to a letter from Chris by tracking the return address down to The Town. He isn't quite sure what he's going to do once he gets there.

[Personality]
Hot blooded, fiery, and fiercely determined. The problem is that he often lacks a goal to be determined about. This often leads to treating mundane things like life or death. Generally friendly when it comes to interacting with people, although sometimes oddly boisterous. His love of both 4chan and Gurren Lagann have lead him to become the person he is today. He may or may not be that smart. Always spoiling for a fight, whether it be a bar brawl or a chance to break out the Duke.

For future reference, I am Durp's RL brother. I actually think he has a character named after me. Not sure, though. This is my first town character...it should be interesting.

[CrimsonAngel]

Derik

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Race: Human
Class: Druid
Sex: Male
Allignment: Lawful good
Backstory: The very large kingdom he once lived in, in the middle of the largest forest known to man, was taken over and burned to the ground. The only survivors were him, and his friend Kathey. Now they travel from place to place looking for somewere to live. Will the town be this place?

He's single ladies.

Personality: Serious and affectinate.

Kathey (Kay-thee)

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Race: Satyr
Class: Ranger
Sex: female
Allignment: Chaotic good
Backstory: Same as Derik's but swith their names.

Personality: ... Very... Outgoing.

[A Rainy Knight]

Laura

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Race: Human
Sex: Female
Age: 16
Class: Wizard
Alignment: True Neutral
Appearance: Somewhat below average in height and weight, Laura has long brown hair and wears a pair of meticulously cleaned spectacles. She generally wears a shirt and a skirt and almost always keeps her spellbook in a small pouch worn on a loose belt around her waist.
Backstory: Laura used to be the student of a wizard in another land, but she woke up in Town with no memory of how she got there.

Valencia

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Race: Human
Age: 23
Class: Psion (telepath)
Alignment: Neutral Good
Appearance:

Backstory: To be added.

L'Arachel

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Race: Human
Age: 20
Class: Bard/Cleric
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Appearace: Something like this.

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Backstory: To be added.

[theshjuan*]

name: theshjuan
race: human
age: 26
class:rogue W/ 1 lvl of bard
Alignment: true neutral
Appearance: has cropped brown hair,med. height,and wears a studded leather jacket.
Equipment:his lute and his hair-gel
weapons:theshjuan weilds a bastard sword and a longsword. he also has a nearly endless supply of throwing knives.
personality: a loner, until lupy the arch bishop took him in of the streets.seems clumsy sometimes but hes really just high