A World Beyond (OOC) Open

[Agritum]

I'll churn out an app today.

I fucking love Night and his succesfull attempt at ending Arc 2 before the 31.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

I'll churn out an app today.

I fucking love Night and his succesfull attempt at ending Arc 2 before the 31.

Now go make that Italian-Irish girl you were making.

[Agritum]

I'll churn out an app today.

I fucking love Night and his succesfull attempt at ending Arc 2 before the 31.

Now go make that Italian-Irish girl you were making.

American-Italian-Irish, Night.

[Agritum]

NS Name: Agritum
Character Name: Enya O'Ferguson
Age:26
Personality: A nice girl all around, Enya is quite a friendly individual, with a somewhat optmistic outlook on life, disease notwithstanding. She managed to come to terms with her syndrome and try and live with it, even if she is occasionally worried that her eventual boots of vomiting could compromise her career or social relationships. Enya has a strong artistic sense, and she manages to churn out plenty of interesting photo albums, mostly depicting sceneries, nature or peculiar people. She once tried to do some self nudes, but she'll never show them since "the photos didn't look good".
Weakness/Flaws: Her aftermentioned vomit problems, which are usually triggered by disgusting sights and/or stressful situations (Enya is quite queasy). Her bones are more likely to get fractured, due to long-term use of Omeprazole. She also has a slight risk of becoming addicted to adrenalin.

She is not exceptionally strong gutted or brave. While not to craven levels, she usually tries to avoid confrontations or facing particularly fearful things. Somewhat shy, she has some difficulties in breaking ice with strangers, and is constantly worried of vomiting in front of friends or loved ones. Enya is also a bit prudish, and may try to unsuccesfully say that she looks 'sickly' and 'not much attractive', amongst other blatant lies.

She is chilly and has an aversion to cold, but atleast it doesn't make her vomit.
Powers:
Witches - Ah, the lovely old crones! Well, "crone" may be the wrong word, they don't particularly have a choice in the matter. The witches aren't human, first of all. I mean, like most things, they're hominid and probably came from humans, but they aren't humans. They're very much like humans, physically, but are terribly hideous (the Wicked Witch of the West, but like 600 years old) and have the most horrible black fangs and tiny little rodent eyes. They also have a green or blue tint to the skin that makes them seem ill. Witches have incredible agility and speed, but little strength. Their primary ability is levitation, which is handled much like Vernon's flight. They can also learn various other magics, either through learning spells or it coming naturally. They can also put on the illusion of being human, but more complex illusions come later. Like a human wizard, magic drains a witch's strength, but Enya will be feeling the best she ever has in her life.

● Flight- Lv. 1
This power is pretty obvious. She can fly, but not high or very far. She can fly up to two stories in the air and for about twenty miles. However, like all spells, she is left feeling queasy after using it - not that she isn't used to that.

● Fireball - Lv. 1
If I have to explain this, fuck you. Doesn't really do much - causes fires, but carries no kinetic energy and emits the amount of heat of your usual campfire
History: Currently a student at Some Californian University/artistic photographer, the most particular things regarding the laid-back Enya were her parentage, and a particular disease that had affected her since childhood.

Her father was a Northern Irish journalist that was at time spending his days in San Francisco to do journalistic things regarding Ireland and Caifornia. He chance met with an Italo-American secretary and puff, love at first view.
After getting married (in a civil union, not the Roman Catholic marriage) the two went back to the man's ancestral home: Beautiful Belfast.

Soon, their first daughter was born, called Enya (her father liked too much the singer of the same name). However, since childhood, Enya showed symptoms of a quite strange condition: a prolonged version of the Mallory-Weiss syndrome. The girl's stomach seemed to mysteriously form tears in itself without external factors like over-eating or alcholism. Even after treatments via endoscopy, the tears seemed to recreate themselves a few days after, only to disappear again for a couple of days and then return. The doctors, baffled, weren't able to do much.

The condition causes Enya to vomit a quantity of blood whenever she vomits, which happens everytime she sees something particularly disgusting (blood doesn't count anymore, due to being used to it. She also seems to get a stimulation when in a particularly stressful/tense situation (she vomited countless times during the High School finals). Due to the low quantities of blood that she sometimes vomits, she has to take Omeprazole pills to lower the likenessness of vomiting, or even some shots of Adrenalin, in case of slightly higher blood-loss.

Now grown up, Enya is quite used to her unusual illness, to the point of becoming desensitized to the sight of blood. Well, her own, atleast. She decided to move back to the US to continue her studies (Art Major in Photography) , precisely, in San Francisco, only to get a better house in San Diego a few days later, avoiding all the shit that the Player Characters had created in San Fran.

Her life went as usual, up until she casually heard of a specialist doctor that could have something to cure her illness, living in the Californian mining town of Jasper. Deciding to head there to see if she could have finally done something for her condition, Enya also plans to get some nice photographs of a mining town.
Appearance: Primary Clothing:With the stockings being thigh-high.
Secondary Clothing:Sexy Sweater Time (Never Going To Happen)
Weapons: The flash of her camera (it's a quite strong one, especially if aimed at the eyes), a pepper spray that she keeps in her bag, and said bag.
RP Sample: BLADE OF GOD!

[Rupudska]

Secondary Clothing:Sexy Sweater Time (Absolutely Must Happen)

Fixed that for you.

[Agritum]

Secondary Clothing:Sexy Sweater Time (Absolutely Must Happen)

Fixed that for you.

Naughty, naughty Rup.

[Norvenia]

Reposting of the App.

NS Name: Norvenia

Character Name: Gabriel Thomas

Age: 33

Personality: Gabriel is a study in contradictions. He is possessed of a deep religious faith in God, but his view of the world is grim indeed, and he tends to assume the worst in people. He realizes that the greater part of morality is choosing the lesser evil, yet struggles to hold himself to his own impossibly high standards of moral conduct. He is in many ways a quixotic figure, struggling to live with dignity and honor in spite of his own inner demons, trying to play the game by his own rules rather than according to the standards of others. Yet he clearly sees and understands the minds of others, and is able to play upon their beliefs and opinions with tremendous subtlety and eloquence. He battles with fits of nigh-uncontrollable violent anger but is utterly dedicated to the maintenance of his unflinching and complete self-control. He can go from the sweet assurance of perfect faith to the agony of doubt in minutes. He is a soldier and a priest, and the two do not coexist happily.

Weakness/Flaws: Gabriel is morally uncompromising - understanding that sometimes one has to commit a lesser evil for a greater good, he nevertheless tends to draw lines in the sand beyond which he will not go. He is not averse to judging others, often based on insufficient evidence and his own prejudices. For these reasons he tends to seem cold and puritanical, and this often hinders him in establishing close relationships.

Far more importantly, Gabriel suffers from fits of nigh-uncontrollable rage, which have been present his whole life but which became much worse after his time in Iraq. These fits can be brought on by the most trivial of things, but are tremendously intense - to the point of homicidal fury. Gabriel's own self-control and religious faith, developed over a lifetime of experience, are generally sufficient to hold back these fits - but behind that psychological dam is a roiling sea of violence, whose periodic attempts to break out plague Gabriel with some regularity.

Powers:

Detect Evil: Like the D&D spell. Some can seem muddy in alignment, making it difficult to tell. However, Gabriel can detect evil in most creatures now.

Lay on Hands: Like the D&D spell. Gabriel can heal wounds by touch. The greater the wound, the longer the touch. Same goes for diseases.

Divine Charm: Gabriel can use his honesty and faith to be more persuasive.

Ward Vampires: Using his Faith, Gabriel can, provided he has a holy symbol of his faith, ward off an undead creature from coming more than twenty feet closer to him. He can choose who to ward off, but the stronger the creature or greater the numbers, the more difficult it will be.

Daylight: Create a sphere that will cause 60-ft. radius of bright daylight.

Super Strength: Lift up to 300 lbs

History: Born in Massachusetts to middle-class parents. From an early age, he was noted for his remarkable leadership ability, which was founded on an intuitive mastery of oratory and rhetoric. He also began to suffer from the violent rage that would plague him his entire life, and began to develop the skills and discipline he needed to keep it in check.

At fourteen, Gabriel underwent an intense conversion experience, after which he became deeply religious. He moved between a variety of Protestant churches, unaccompanied by his largely secular parents, before settling on the Episcopal Church. By the time he graduated high school, he had resolved to become an Episcopal priest.

Gabriel excelled in his studies and ended up becoming a noted youth leader in the community, again due to his potent oratorical ability. He was admitted to Princeton University, where he majored in philosophy, still intending to pursue a career in the priesthood.

Shortly before Gabriel's graduation, however, a shocking rape and murder rocked the Princeton community. The victim was Gabriel's longtime girlfriend, to whom he had proposed the night before. Bewildered, his faith deeply shaken, Gabriel no longer felt able to pursue a career in the clergy and, in recognition of his own inner violence, turned instead to the military.

Gabriel enrolled in the Marine Corps Officer Candidate School. Accepted and commissioned as a second lieutenant, he was soon deployed to Iraq. In a point-blank firefight in "Sadr City," Baghdad, Gabriel - for the first and, thus far, the last time - lost control of his rage. When he regained his self-possession, Gabriel found that he had killed ten insurgents in less than a minute with a cold precision that his fellow marines described as "horrifying." The military hierarchy disagreed, and awarded Gabriel the Silver Star. Shortly afterward, he was quietly given an honorable discharge. He still has no direct memory of the events in Sadr City, but he has been told by another Marine present that not all of those he killed were armed insurgents - a story never corroborated by the commission investigating the events.

In the next few months, Gabriel slowly found a way back to his faith. Never as certain as it had been before, it nevertheless gave him a lifeline. His view of the world remained grim, especially since his struggle with his own violence has become meaningfully more difficult since the events in Baghdad. Yet in this grim world, his faith in God seemed a lifeline, a ray of light that made life worth living. Gradually, his sense of vocation returned, and he attended Union Theological Seminary and was ordained as an Episcopal priest upon his graduation.

Japer, California, is his first parish. And we all know what happened then.

Appearance: 6 foot 2, 185 pounds. Lightly tanned skin, close-cropped charcoal hair, intense blue eyes. Minor facial scarring from his time in the Marines. His face is all hard planes and angles, a little too harsh to be handsome, but not objectionable by any means.

Weapons: .45 Colt 1911 - his privately purchased sidearm from his days in the Marines. A combat knife. The magic revolver he was given in Act One. And the HK417 he got from Mark's PMCs, also in Act One. He also keeps a shotgun at home in Jasper.

RP Sample: This.

[Nude East Ireland]

I expect a fight between Gabriel and Mark.

Wait, isn't there already a Mark? Shit, this could go weird. Maybe we should call him 'West', because last names are much better (examples: Crowley > Aleister).

[Nationstatelandsville]

I expect a fight between Gabriel and Mark.

Wait, isn't there already a Mark? Shit, this could go weird. Maybe we should call him 'West', because last names are much better (examples: Crowley > Aleister).

Mark is dead until further notice.

Reposting of the App.

NS Name: Norvenia

Character Name: Gabriel Thomas

Age: 33

Personality: Gabriel is a study in contradictions. He is possessed of a deep religious faith in God, but his view of the world is grim indeed, and he tends to assume the worst in people. He realizes that the greater part of morality is choosing the lesser evil, yet struggles to hold himself to his own impossibly high standards of moral conduct. He is in many ways a quixotic figure, struggling to live with dignity and honor in spite of his own inner demons, trying to play the game by his own rules rather than according to the standards of others. Yet he clearly sees and understands the minds of others, and is able to play upon their beliefs and opinions with tremendous subtlety and eloquence. He battles with fits of nigh-uncontrollable violent anger but is utterly dedicated to the maintenance of his unflinching and complete self-control. He can go from the sweet assurance of perfect faith to the agony of doubt in minutes. He is a soldier and a priest, and the two do not coexist happily.

Weakness/Flaws: Gabriel is morally uncompromising - understanding that sometimes one has to commit a lesser evil for a greater good, he nevertheless tends to draw lines in the sand beyond which he will not go. He is not averse to judging others, often based on insufficient evidence and his own prejudices. For these reasons he tends to seem cold and puritanical, and this often hinders him in establishing close relationships.

Far more importantly, Gabriel suffers from fits of nigh-uncontrollable rage, which have been present his whole life but which became much worse after his time in Iraq. These fits can be brought on by the most trivial of things, but are tremendously intense - to the point of homicidal fury. Gabriel's own self-control and religious faith, developed over a lifetime of experience, are generally sufficient to hold back these fits - but behind that psychological dam is a roiling sea of violence, whose periodic attempts to break out plague Gabriel with some regularity.

Powers:

Detect Evil: Like the D&D spell. Some can seem muddy in alignment, making it difficult to tell. However, Gabriel can detect evil in most creatures now.

Lay on Hands: Like the D&D spell. Gabriel can heal wounds by touch. The greater the wound, the longer the touch. Same goes for diseases.

Divine Charm: Gabriel can use his honesty and faith to be more persuasive.

Ward Vampires: Using his Faith, Gabriel can, provided he has a holy symbol of his faith, ward off an undead creature from coming more than twenty feet closer to him. He can choose who to ward off, but the stronger the creature or greater the numbers, the more difficult it will be.

Daylight: Create a sphere that will cause 60-ft. radius of bright daylight.

Super Strength: Lift up to 300 lbs

History: Born in Massachusetts to middle-class parents. From an early age, he was noted for his remarkable leadership ability, which was founded on an intuitive mastery of oratory and rhetoric. He also began to suffer from the violent rage that would plague him his entire life, and began to develop the skills and discipline he needed to keep it in check.

At fourteen, Gabriel underwent an intense conversion experience, after which he became deeply religious. He moved between a variety of Protestant churches, unaccompanied by his largely secular parents, before settling on the Episcopal Church. By the time he graduated high school, he had resolved to become an Episcopal priest.

Gabriel excelled in his studies and ended up becoming a noted youth leader in the community, again due to his potent oratorical ability. He was admitted to Princeton University, where he majored in philosophy, still intending to pursue a career in the priesthood.

Shortly before Gabriel's graduation, however, a shocking rape and murder rocked the Princeton community. The victim was Gabriel's longtime girlfriend, to whom he had proposed the night before. Bewildered, his faith deeply shaken, Gabriel no longer felt able to pursue a career in the clergy and, in recognition of his own inner violence, turned instead to the military.

Gabriel enrolled in the Marine Corps Officer Candidate School. Accepted and commissioned as a second lieutenant, he was soon deployed to Iraq. In a point-blank firefight in "Sadr City," Baghdad, Gabriel - for the first and, thus far, the last time - lost control of his rage. When he regained his self-possession, Gabriel found that he had killed ten insurgents in less than a minute with a cold precision that his fellow marines described as "horrifying." The military hierarchy disagreed, and awarded Gabriel the Silver Star. Shortly afterward, he was quietly given an honorable discharge. He still has no direct memory of the events in Sadr City, but he has been told by another Marine present that not all of those he killed were armed insurgents - a story never corroborated by the commission investigating the events.

In the next few months, Gabriel slowly found a way back to his faith. Never as certain as it had been before, it nevertheless gave him a lifeline. His view of the world remained grim, especially since his struggle with his own violence has become meaningfully more difficult since the events in Baghdad. Yet in this grim world, his faith in God seemed a lifeline, a ray of light that made life worth living. Gradually, his sense of vocation returned, and he attended Union Theological Seminary and was ordained as an Episcopal priest upon his graduation.

Japer, California, is his first parish. And we all know what happened then.

Appearance: 6 foot 2, 185 pounds. Lightly tanned skin, close-cropped charcoal hair, intense blue eyes. Minor facial scarring from his time in the Marines. His face is all hard planes and angles, a little too harsh to be handsome, but not objectionable by any means.

Weapons: .45 Colt 1911 - his privately purchased sidearm from his days in the Marines. A combat knife. The magic revolver he was given in Act One. And the HK417 he got from Mark's PMCs, also in Act One. He also keeps a shotgun at home in Jasper.

RP Sample: This.

Obviously.

NS Name: Agritum
Character Name: Enya O'Ferguson
Age:26
Personality: A nice girl all around, Enya is quite a friendly individual, with a somewhat optmistic outlook on life, disease notwithstanding. She managed to come to terms with her syndrome and try and live with it, even if she is occasionally worried that her eventual boots of vomiting could compromise her career or social relationships. Enya has a strong artistic sense, and she manages to churn out plenty of interesting photo albums, mostly depicting sceneries, nature or peculiar people. She once tried to do some self nudes, but she'll never show them since "the photos didn't look good".
Weakness/Flaws: Her aftermentioned vomit problems, which are usually triggered by disgusting sights and/or stressful situations (Enya is quite queasy). Her bones are more likely to get fractured, due to long-term use of Omeprazole. She also has a slight risk of becoming addicted to adrenalin.

She is not exceptionally strong gutted or brave. While not to craven levels, she usually tries to avoid confrontations or facing particularly fearful things. Somewhat shy, she has some difficulties in breaking ice with strangers, and is constantly worried of vomiting in front of friends or loved ones. Enya is also a bit prudish, and may try to unsuccesfully say that she looks 'sickly' and 'not much attractive', amongst other blatant lies.

She is chilly and has an aversion to cold, but atleast it doesn't make her vomit.
Powers: Blank
History: Currently a student at Some Californian University/artistic photographer, the most particular things regarding the laid-back Enya were her parentage, and a particular disease that had affected her since childhood.

Her father was a Northern Irish journalist that was at time spending his days in San Francisco to do journalistic things regarding Ireland and Caifornia. He chance met with an Italo-American secretary and puff, love at first view.
After getting married (in a civil union, not the Roman Catholic marriage) the two went back to the man's ancestral home: Beautiful Belfast.

Soon, their first daughter was born, called Enya (her father liked too much the singer of the same name). However, since childhood, Enya showed symptoms of a quite strange condition: a prolonged version of the Mallory-Weiss syndrome. The girl's stomach seemed to mysteriously form tears in itself without external factors like over-eating or alcholism. Even after treatments via endoscopy, the tears seemed to recreate themselves a few days after, only to disappear again for a couple of days and then return. The doctors, baffled, weren't able to do much.

The condition causes Enya to vomit a quantity of blood whenever she vomits, which happens everytime she sees something particularly disgusting (blood doesn't count anymore, due to being used to it. She also seems to get a stimulation when in a particularly stressful/tense situation (she vomited countless times during the High School finals). Due to the low quantities of blood that she sometimes vomits, she has to take Omeprazole pills to lower the likenessness of vomiting, or even some shots of Adrenalin, in case of slightly higher blood-loss.

Now grown up, Enya is quite used to her unusual illness, to the point of becoming desensitized to the sight of blood. Well, her own, atleast. She decided to move back to the US to continue her studies (Art Major in Photography) , precisely, in San Francisco, only to get a better house in San Diego a few days later, avoiding all the shit that the Player Characters had created in San Fran.

Her life went as usual, up until she casually heard of a specialist doctor that could have something to cure her illness, living in the Californian mining town of Jasper. Deciding to head there to see if she could have finally done something for her condition, Enya also plans to get some nice photographs of a mining town.

Appearance: Primary Clothing:With the stockings being thigh-high.
Secondary Clothing:Sexy Sweater Time (Never Going To Happen)
Weapons: The flash of her camera (it's a quite strong one, especially if aimed at the eyes), a pepper spray that she keeps in her bag, and said bag.
RP Sample: BLADE OF GOD!

Peter has a new best friend.

Accepted.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Fred

Fred's new chest-plate of bullshitanium makes him largely bulletproof (in the chest area), but I wouldn't test it against constant, repeated fire all the same. Or anything particularly big, like a missile.

●Daylight Fire - Lv. 1
The light from the fire breathed by Fred has the same effect of daylight. Because this is a shitty explanation, let's just say that can use to help along photosynthesis and easily illuminate a room.

●Obscuring Mist - Lv. 1
Fog surrounds you. That fucking simple.

●Gust of Wind - Lv. 1
Sudden powerful gust of wind.

●Ice Armor - Lv. 3
Pretty self-explanatory, yeah? Given his increasing powers of freezing stuff with his brain, Fred can now freeze a suit of armor around himself. It's quite thin and constantly needs to repaired, so don't think this will be something he can do often, but still.

●Arm Gun - Lv. 1
Also pretty self-explanatory. As part of his expanding repertoire of robot bits, Fred guts a small machine gun welded to his lower arm, complete with complimentary bullshitanium attachment.


Peter

Remember those wings the old Sphinx has? Peter finally has little wings on his back, too. They aren't much and can barely lift him off the ground, but given time and exercise...

●Trickery - Lv. 1
The ability to convince someone despite anything else. Basically, a Jedi Mind Trick, with words only. Can only work on someone once a day, and fades after an hour. Cannot convince them to commit self-harm or harm others.

●Eyes and Ears- Lv. 1
The ability to see what any statue has "seen" in the past five minutes. Basically, the user of the spell approaches the statue and activates the power. They then receive visions of every thing the statue would have seen or heard in the span of five minutes, had it been a living thing. Can work with touch and smell. Does not work if the statue is missing the organ necessary for said function.

●Bile Cannon- Lv. 2
The ability to shoot nine oz. of an acid that can corrode through organic materials and aim it with precision.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

●Arm Gun - Lv. 1
Also pretty self-explanatory. As part of his expanding repertoire of robot bits, Fred guts a small machine gun welded to his lower arm, complete with complimentary bullshitanium attachment.

How do I explain it though? .

[Nationstatelandsville]

●Arm Gun - Lv. 1
Also pretty self-explanatory. As part of his expanding repertoire of robot bits, Fred guts a small machine gun welded to his lower arm, complete with complimentary bullshitanium attachment.

How do I explain it though? .

"Hi, we're a bunch of SHIELD rip-offs building a goddamn town and we're bored out of our fucking minds. IRON MAN!"

[Zarkenis Ultima]

How do I explain it though? .

"Hi, we're a bunch of SHIELD rip-offs building a goddamn town and we're bored out of our fucking minds. IRON MAN!"

So... He woke up one day with it?

And where does he shoot from? Wrist? Elbow? ...His palm? .

[Nationstatelandsville]

"Hi, we're a bunch of SHIELD rip-offs building a goddamn town and we're bored out of our fucking minds. IRON MAN!"

So... He woke up one day with it?

And where does he shoot from? Wrist? Elbow? ...His palm? .

The place between the wrist and elbow, just above the wrist.

I'm sure that region has a name, but fuck you, medicine.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

So... He woke up one day with it?

And where does he shoot from? Wrist? Elbow? ...His palm? .

The place between the wrist and elbow, just above the wrist.

I'm sure that region has a name, but fuck you, medicine.

The, uh, forearm?

I'm not sure either but I know where you mean. I do have arms to use as a reference. .

So, I'll edit it into my app.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Catrin

●Cocoon
When severely injured or someone else is severely injured, Catrin can cover herself or someone else in a massive web cocoon. They will stay trapped inside this cocoon for half an hour or so, during which they will be vulnerable to damage, but when they come out they'll be completely healed and tougher.

●Monster Form
Catrin can transform into a giant spider-like monster, reduced to mere bestial instincts. Will become much tougher, faster and stronger but largely incapable of any rational thought. Can be difficult to change back into human form because she can't think straight. When knocked out, she immediately changes back. For lolz, she changes back lacking clothing.

●Eve of Spiders
After eating food (ranging from gummy bears to people), Catrin can create spiders to do her bidding. These are ordinary, normal spiders, though pretty fucking big and stuff. The more food she eats, the more spiders and more terrifying are created. These spiders usually come out by barfing, but could come out of any opening she wants.

●Super-speed equating to 45-50 mph

●Mild healing factor
Because Night is a super-vague asshole, you can fix a bad cut in 10 minutes, we'll say. Not Wolverine, but useful.

Richard

●Command - Lv. 2
By using the power of his will, the vampire can issue a one word command to victim. If the commanding vampire's mental power overwhelms the target, the target must obey that command to the best of her abilities, as long as her life isn't threatened or does something too unnatural. These commands can be immersed in daily speech to conceal them; however, the specific word that activates the compulsion must be intoned in a clearer, more noticeable way.

●Halahala - Lv. 1
Allows you to choose to turn your blood into a deadly poison, which may be smeared on weapons to increase their effectiveness.

●Premonition - Lv. 1
Allows you to sense danger several seconds beforehand. Plagiarized Spider-Sense, not going to lie.

●Vastly increased senses - lets him pull off some Daredevil shit, sniff out targets, etc.

●Speed increased to 25 MPH.

●Strength increase to 3 times his own body-weight.

[Rupudska]

Catrin already has that level of super-speed.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Catrin already has that level of super-speed.

You could be lying and I'd never know/care.

But it's been fixed.

[Astrolinium]

I'll take Bile Cannon level 2 for 500, Alex.

[Nationstatelandsville]

I'll take Bile Cannon level 2 for 500, Alex.

(click)

Double Jeopardy.

[Rupudska]

I'll take the next level of superspeed.

Gotta go fast, after all.

Naah, Monster Form would be better.

[Nationstatelandsville]

If it's allowed that I know more than my character, please explain everything.

This is what we know:

Mr. G is an all-powerful deity of unknown origin who regularly harasses the supernatural community. He also likes to capture mortals and force them to perform quests, or participate in his "stories". Mr. G came down to the town of Jasper, California and made everyone but a select few of it's inhabitants disappear. He sent the remaining group, the "party", to Las Vegas to visit Nicholas Cage look alike vampire crime boss, Nicholas Carry. Carry gave the group a quest: To go to San Francisco and find Carry's prized possession, an artifact called the Coiled Viper. So, the group headed out. There, they encountered three tribes of vampires: The pot-smoking Anvari, the blood-sucking Amara Havana, and the hive-mind Calacas. Hailey, having been converted into a Havana, sided with them. Vernon was recruited by the Calacas to help them defeat the Havana and find the Viper. The group also made friends with an Indian Anvari named Sachin, who is basically Nightkill. The party got attacked by an owl demon named the Strix when searching for the Viper in Chinatown, and Damien was turned into a Strix. Later, the group got attacked by a spider-monster, which stole their compass. The compass would lead them to the Viper, and without it, they were fucked. They also met Fluffy Hitler Lucifer the First, a baby dragon who befriended Fred. They found the spider, but a Calacas killed it and stole the compass. Thus, Vernon got the group captured by the Calacas and thrown in prison. There, they staged a prison escape, and Vernon stole the compass and a book from the Calacas. They escaped, Vernon killed himself trying to get turned into a were-snake and everyone got hoagies. Vernon came back to life, and they talked to Sachin over said hoagies.

Meanwhile, Damien used his new owl powers to build up an army of owls and were-hawks, promptly forming an alliance with Hailey and the Havana to take over the city. Then, Damien betrayed her and tried to kill of the Havana. Coupled with the Calacas being pissed at Vernon and the Anvari just trying to keep things from going to hell, war seemed eminent.

Luckily for the group, they got teleported to Alcatraz before that happened. There, they met a dragon, the creature who stole the Viper to keep itself alive. The dragon was dying, and the Viper, which could increase supernatural powers exponentially, was prolonging it's life. They got trapped in an illusionary version of Jasper, which Gabriel was able to escape with his awesome. Gabriel then convinced the dragon that a life reliant on the Viper to keep yourself alive, not even well, was not a life worth living. So, the dragon gave them the Viper and died peacefully. Yay! Damien also touched the Viper and it caused him to have a mental breakdown. Not yay! Unfortunately for the party, actually succeeding in their quest pissed Mr. G off and he killed Fred in blind rage. Fluffy Hitler Lucifer the First fused with Fred, saving his life, regrowing his long-lost left arm, and giving him super-dragon powers.

END OF ARC 1

Arc 2 picked up with everyone on a plane back to Vegas, where they would give Carry the Viper. They do so, but can't get back to Jasper because all planes have been delayed. Then, the group went off to do their own things and met a whole bunch of people:

1.) Gabriel, Damien, and Vernon went off to a hotel to spend the night (Gabriel took Damien to make sure he didn't kill himself and Vernon went because he didn't trust either one of them), where they were visited by a gargoyle who Vernon named "Lucy" (long story). Lucy was a representative of the Sons of Judas, who we now know are a crazy Catholic fundamentalist group who want to resurrect the dragon species for (insert vague reason we do not yet know here). The Calacas are also allies of theirs.

2.) Most of the others met the Librarian, a gargoyle working with the Anvari to stop the Sons. The Librarian explained the following things:

"You see, it all starts with dragons. Dragons are old, old creatures. Older than mankind, certainly. Millions of years old. At first, there were animals, Dark Ones, and dragons. Possibly Gods and angels and such, depending on your religion, but I don't get into theology much, though we know demons exist. Then, as far as we can tell, the Dark Ones and the dragons fought." he said.

"The Dark Ones were banished outside the Universe to Outside, or perhaps another Universe. It's theorized a Multiverse exists, the leader of the Sons of Judas claims to come from another one. But the energy they released mutated several creatures, creating werewolves, vampires, and the rest." The Librarian explained. "I work for the Anvari in researching these things. I collect books on the subject."

The Librarian looked at Fred specifically now. "Their leader is a man who refers to himself as Archangel. As for the Alcatraz dragon...the Calacas, allies of the Sons, started to awaken the dragon so they could take over San Francisco, and then the world. However, they needed more energy, as the dragon existed in a weakened form. That's why you're alive right now, actually. If the dragon had been at full power, you'd all be dead. Instead, it existed as a pathetic ghost, halfway between life and death." The Librarian paused to allow it to sink in. "The Calacas and the Sons needed more power. Therefore, they stole the Coiled Viper from Nicholas Carry, risking his wrath. Then Mr. G intervened and gave you all a quest, as I am informed. As you went to San Francisco, the Calacas lost the Viper to the individual creature known as the Strix, who cared nothing for dragons and used it for it's own crazy needs. Then you're aware of what occurred in San Francisco, I am sure. You severely hurt the Calacas and set them in an all out war against the Anvari in San Francisco- our friend Sachin, who is coming here, is quite furious with that- and you also destroyed the plot of the Sons. But they're planning something else. I have no solid ideas, but I can guess."

He is also the owner of the book Vernon stole from the Calacas, and Vernon has returned it to him. It seems important.

3.) After a bunch of wacky hi-jinks, Damien ended up with you and some humans from an organization that fight the supernatural. They are currently working with the Anvari and the Librarian to fight the Sons.

Everyone is now either at the Librarian's house or in a limousine with the supernatural-fighting humans. You are in the limo, or you should be, at least.

And then some stuff happened.

Oh, you want to know what?

The Librarian made Vernon a wizard using the spell-book he found and then went into a convenient coma. Meanwhile, a Sphinx attacked and everybody met up again. The Sphinx turned Peter into a Sphinx, which made him hate the Strix (Damien) and then some more shit below up.

Elsewhere, Hailey and Annette talked to the dragon and turned evil and shit. Earl and Mark joined them too, because why not? Except Hailey and Annette disappeared mysteriously, likely killed off by G (who has been replaced with another entity named S for reasons unknown to anyone not in APS). So, Earl and Mark are sent to Caesar's Palace to find an ancient Altar, which the dragon needs to come to our world. The other PC's also end up at the Palace for some reason I forget and a fight breaks out with the Anvari - they blame the PC's (mostly Vernon, because duh) for Sachin's disappearance. However, this fight is interrupted by another inter-PC fight, between Damien and Peter, or, the Strix and Sphinx, who really fucking hate each other. Vernon intervenes in that fight with his wizard powers, but he wizards to hard and passes out.

Mark, meanwhile, stumbles on some bullshit elevator to nowhere, manned by a stone golem called the Attendant, who promises to take Mark to the Altar. Instead, he knocks him out.

Back in the casino proper, some Havana suddenly show up and kill fucking everyone. Their leader, Sir, gets in a short fight with Damien, Peter, and Fred, while Catrin and Earl are chased up a few flights of stairs by the Anvari. Once they kill the Anvari, they too are kidnapped by the Attendant. Sir surrenders and leaves, so the other group of PC's (Vernon, Damien, Peter, and Fred) escape with the supernatural agent guys.

Mark, Earl, and Catrin are taken to the Altar, which is inside a cave that the Attendant claims is his wife. The Attendant goes all Gollum over the Altar and it blows Mark up when he touches it, but after a short fight, they claim it. However, given that they've killed the Attendant, the cave starts attacking them. They barely manage to escape, but not before fighting some Anvari thugs, including a rapping samurai firebender.

They get out and meet some Sons of Judas, who help them kill the Wife and claim the Altar. With that, they leave and go to some hotel for the night.

The other PC's, meanwhile, escape a police chase with the lose of the two supernatural guys, stopping at one of their bases in suburban Vegas. After a quick nap, Peter is separated from his physical body and some friendly Anvari turn up. They all eat McDonald's and then Peter freaks the fuck out, because Gabriel (who was interrogating a kidnapped Son) is about to die. They all get in a van and go to the Librarian's house, only to find it under attack from some smoke dragon things. Damien and Gabriel die, but a David Tennant-look alike named Nicodemus (also played by NEI) shows up in the most awesome way possible - he wakes up naked in the back of Sachin's car.

Meanwhile, the Son group is sent to the police station to clear the tapes of the Palace massacre, so as to protect their identities. Mark is also dead, for whatever reason. Earl and Catrin are joined by Hailey for a short time, but she's killed again pretty quickly. They manage to successfully piss off the cops, but don't get the tapes and are chased off, getting in a massive shoot-out on the fucking highway.

Back with the main group, after the dragons are dead, Ivan (one of the SEG, the SHIELD rip-offs) takes Nicodemus to the mall for some clothes while everyone else goes out for dinner. However, everyone is attacked by Calacas, even the Son group. The Calacas kill Nicodemus (Ivan escapes because he's a bad-ass) and kidnap some random asshole named Richard (Ranbo) who is chosen by S. Everyone's KO'd.

They wake up to find that all the power is out and no one's guns (but theirs and the cops') are working. The Calacas and Sons take over pretty quickly, the Archangel sacrificing children publicly. They also find out they're wanted by the police for the Palace massacre, as well as other crimes they've used the video footage to charge them with. Also, Vegas is sealed off from the rest of the world magically and the dragon is going to come back to life soon and end the world. Yay!

As per Ivan's advice, they split up again - one half goes to fight the Sons and destroy the Altar, while the other half goes to find Sachin's old apprentice, who knows the password to some magic nuke that will kill everyone in Vegas, saving the rest of the world from the dragon's ritual. Team A (sent to fight the Sons) tries to, but is KO'd and dumped in the sewer, where they meet with Sir, who offers to help if they give into his outrageously homicidal demands. They refuse and the Havana leave, but not before killing some Sons who killed Earl.

Earl is brought back to life by the Archangel using the Altar and blows it up, which does nothing. The dragon appears to taunt everyone, but can't stay physical until another "port" is used to bring him back.

The other group manages to find Sachin's apprentice, who tries to use the first bomb (there are three) under Carry's skyscraper, but the Sons disconnected it. They kill some Sons and move on.

Everybody meets back up at the Palace, where the Archangel has been harassing them with old radio equipment. Vernon uses it to deliver a rousing speech and everyone in Vegas starts kicking Calacas ass, but the police show up and arrest Vernon. The others go over to jail to try and save him, but they're attacked by the Archangel, who Vernon tackles off the top of the building. They both die.

They go to try and use the second bomb in the Anvari base, but the same thing happens. They try the third underneath the place from Pawn Stars, meeting Ivan on the way. Ivan gives them the last two ports - the Coiled Viper and his magical ring of bullshit - and dies. They make it to the third bomb, but the ring shits out the dragon and it destroys the bomb. Sachin's apprentice is killed, but, in doing so, the dragon accidentally destroys the Viper. The PC's trick the dragon into destroying the ring and a fight ensues, the dragon suddenly forced to become physical. Long story short, Earl dies and Fred stabs the dragon in the brains until it dies.

END OF ARC 2

[Nude East Ireland]

So, I guess we're picking up back in Vegas?

Because Vegas is fun, but it's probably safe to leave.

[Nationstatelandsville]

So, I guess we're picking up back in Vegas?

Because Vegas is fun, but it's probably safe to leave.

We already left Vegas and are now back home in Jasper.

[Nude East Ireland]

So, I guess we're picking up back in Vegas?

Because Vegas is fun, but it's probably safe to leave.

We already left Vegas and are now back home in Jasper.

You didn't explain that in the recap.

But, cool. Wait, then why is West there? Eh, I'm sure you have an idea.