Bugbear in the Playground
Join Date: Jun 2008
Re: Nexus Character Directory
As old as Creation, these ancient beings are leftovers from when Generic Creator God #108 codified the 5 stages of matter, each Primordial basically being the anthropomorphism of that specific stage. These beings are truely immortal, in that they cannot be killed by anything short of direct divine intervention. Maybe. No one's ever had cause to try before, as, though each are immensely powerful (if not godlike themselves) they tend to keep to themselves, content with observing and generally being immortal watcher dudes.
Alias: The Highly Annoying Cat
Race: Primordial of Fire/Cat
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Age: Old as Time.
Class (or approximation): Cat
Power Level: F
Description: Currently bound in the form of a small white cat, with an unusual collar made of some sort of unidentifiable black material that feels like polished stone to the touch. The collar swims with hundreds of runes, each a component in a binding spell of great power. Though his cat guise is physically perfect, he emanates a sense of great power, occasionally causing less powerful beings (especially mortals, whose perceptions are easily manipulated) to unconsciously view him as having tentacles, flaming eyes, ominous shadows and other such manifestations of power.
Abilities: Though the collar prevents him from accessing most of his natural power, he still has a small trickle of power left to him, allowing him to daze or trick the weak-minded and create, manipulate or extinguish small flames. Also, he is able to travel anywhere within the WATCHTOWER without impediment, ignoring barriers, walls, or even epic level spells that might stand in his way.
Equipment: His collar.
Backstory: The Primordial of Fire, existing since the Beginning, 'Karambit' (as he calls himself) was bound by the Dillinites (the original builders of WATCHTOWER) some thousands of years ago. While originally he was kept as an object of study, eventually he has somehow managed to exert some sort of rapport with the ancient fortress, having been a part of it for so long. He seems to be under some compulsion to obey the current owners of the base, though nothing in the compulsion says he has to like it.
Race: Primordial of Metal
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Age: Old as Time.
Class (or approximation): Teacher
Power Level: A
Description: An immensely tall, mannequin like figure made out of some unknown silvery metal. For some reason, kra has no face at all, and seems to speak out of kras chest when kra talks. Usually wears sumptuous clothing from a more civilized age, switching between male and female (or even mixing the two) seemingly randomly.
Abilities: Kampilan has is capable of controlling metal, similar to a certain Marvel super-villain, though differing in that kra is not capable of control as much, or lifting objects quite as large (no lifting bridges for kram), but what kra can control kra is capable of controlling to a much finer degree, reshaping the metal into new structures, within limits. This power also extends to kras own body, though to a much higher degree than to foreign metal objects. Also, kra has had an eternity to hone certain skills, including some of the more 'gentlemanly' schools of combat, being almost unparalleled at fencing. Kra would learn jousting as well, but kra has yet to find a proper horse capable of bearing kras weight and stature.
Equipment: None of note.
Backstory: One of the more civilized Primordials, Kampilan has been dwelling among the humans for quite some time, rather than hiding amidst the element like kras fellows. Recently, kra has become involved with the Perfectly Appropriate College for Kids, renovating it to meet kras exacting standards.
Miscellaneous: Insists on gender neutral pronouns of kras own invention to be used when referring to kram, for some reason. Kra believes it is only proper, and insists you also refer to kram as 'Metta' in place of 'Sir' or 'Madame' when appropriate. Yes, it sounds stupid. I doubt kra cares.
Originally Posted by IronStylus (on boobplates)
I still consider myself a feminist despite having a biological attraction to certain parts of female anatomy and the desire to now and again see plate metal curvaceously wrapping around their sensual forms in a cradle of cold, sumptuous, steel.