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Postby Chedastan » Sun Dec 25, 2016 7:18 am

Question, how self-aware are the cut-outs in knowing that they aren't real? :P
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Postby Monfrox » Sun Dec 25, 2016 7:22 am

Chedastan wrote:Question, how self-aware are the cut-outs in knowing that they aren't real? :P

And do they have memories of the people the represent
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Postby Tiltjuice » Sun Dec 25, 2016 7:53 am

Monfrox wrote:And do they have memories of the people the represent


My guess is yes.

Chedastan wrote:Question, how self-aware are the cut-outs in knowing that they aren't real? :P


My guess is Trofenob.
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Postby Monfrox » Sun Dec 25, 2016 7:54 am

I'm gonna hit the rack. I'll be up for a post today but I also have to go to work in the morning.

Can't wait to see what Charu left under the Christmas palm tree.
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Postby Cerillium » Sun Dec 25, 2016 10:00 am

Chedastan wrote:Question, how self-aware are the cut-outs in knowing that they aren't real? :P

Completely yet not at all. It's up to the player to determine how aware their cutout is.

Monfrox wrote:
Chedastan wrote:Question, how self-aware are the cut-outs in knowing that they aren't real? :P

And do they have memories of the people the represent

Yes, up to the point where they left the dimension. For example, the last thing Brit would remember is the dining room. Same for Rache, Willow, Chry and Aegis. This keeps Gio's story encapsulated. Likewise, Venla's group would remember meeting in the dining room. Sandy's group would remember waking up that morning and preparing to set out early.

This is because Naomi pulled from the security systems' last entries for those people. Fashioning detailed "embodiments" is sorta Perfection's thang.

Some warnings: the cutouts don't handle water well. They'll get soggy amd fall apart. They'll return to their cardboard state by sunrise the next day.
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Postby Torsiedelle » Sun Dec 25, 2016 1:25 pm

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Postby Northwest Slobovia » Sun Dec 25, 2016 1:40 pm

Amanda would be up for some carolling after dinner, though she's surprisingly reluctant to sing anything mentioning that Jesus guy. According to the musicians list we have more than enough singers for carolling, and even people to fill out all the voices for multi-part singing (polyphony, but why get technical about it?) :P
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Postby Torsiedelle » Sun Dec 25, 2016 1:41 pm

Katya could be the embodiment of Christmas cheer. Torii, too, if she isn't pissed and/or physically assaulting someone.
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Postby Saldinado » Sun Dec 25, 2016 2:25 pm

Hm. I wonder if there's a doctor or medical supervisor on deck (Or on shore given their situation)?
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Postby The BranRiech » Sun Dec 25, 2016 2:25 pm

Torsiedelle wrote:if she isn't pissed and/or physically assaulting someone.


Torsiedelle wrote:Drova done fucked up.


I feel like she won't be the embodiment of Christmas cheer... :p

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Postby Northwest Slobovia » Sun Dec 25, 2016 2:40 pm

Saldinado wrote:Hm. I wonder if there's a doctor or medical supervisor on deck (Or on shore given their situation)?

There's any number of people floating around who can put a bandaid on Henry's boo-boo. Most would probably use magic to do it. Hell, even Amanda has a small jar of the Balm of Gilead with her.
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Postby Northwest Slobovia » Sun Dec 25, 2016 4:37 pm

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Postby Holy Lykos » Sun Dec 25, 2016 5:14 pm

Northwest Slobovia wrote:Amanda would be up for some carolling after dinner, though she's surprisingly reluctant to sing anything mentioning that Jesus guy. According to the musicians list we have more than enough singers for carolling, and even people to fill out all the voices for multi-part singing (polyphony, but why get technical about it?) :P

Saki would be up for it. :p

Edit: Also, unable to really post until late, Family over and christmas dinner.
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Postby Northwest Slobovia » Sun Dec 25, 2016 5:48 pm

Happy Isaac Newton's birthday, everybody!
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Postby Tiltjuice » Sun Dec 25, 2016 6:29 pm

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Postby Fvaarniimar » Sun Dec 25, 2016 6:45 pm

I hope you a are enjoying your ack of a etter! :p
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Postby Swith Witherward » Sun Dec 25, 2016 6:54 pm

Because it's become traditional to do this every year...

They stood in the darkened room. No words passed between them. There wasn’t any need, really. Their eyes took in the careworn manager scene resting upon white felt snow. Illuminated by a single candle placed beside it on the dresser, it brought to mind the chance for peace on earth.

This was the first year that Naomi didn’t feel the need to retell the Christmas story. Everyone had heard it by now, and all the people she would want to tell it to were gone. Or out. Or just too busy. There were no Raptors gnawing on the Baby Jesus, nor little children to explain things to. It was just Naomi and Charu.

Naomi’s eyes flickered over the scene. Virgin Mary and old Joseph, and the Baby - check. Three Wise Men - check. Shepherds - yep. And six sheep - sure thing. The donkey rested just inside the candle’s glow, and the camel-

“Charu! Are you chewing the camel?”

“Noph,” the avatar replied.

Naomi thrust a cupped hand towards her. “Spit it out. Now.

The camel landed wetly in Naomi’s palm.

“You never let me have any fun,” Charu wiped drool strands from her chin.

“Is it too much to ask for one violence-free Christmas? Just one damn year without this shit?!” Naomi scrubbed the spit off the figurine and then placed it next to the sheep with toothpick legs. Her voice sounded more fatigued than usual. “Listen, it’s been a shitty year. Just… a really shitty year, Charumati. Let’s let it end without further vexing each other. M’kay?”

Charu regarded Naomi with narrow eyes. No sermon? No cute retelling of the bible story? Not even a pretend chastisement? “Alright,” she sounded more than a little apprehensive of her companion’s unexpected behavior. Things weren’t right. Not anymore. In fact, things were absolute hell recently. How the fuck was Naomi even getting through it all?

“Naomi?”

“Yes, Charu?”

“Would you like me to tell you the Christmas story? The good one, not the one I slaughter just to annoy the fuck out of you. We can make some hot chocolate afterwards.”

Naomi’s brows knitted together. She turned to face her other half, tears brimming but not falling. “Why would you do that for me?”

“Because you love Christmas.”

Charu slipped an arm around her companion’s waist, pulling her close. Gone were Perfection’s pride and ego, and the perpetual taunts and mockery that always seemed poised on Charu’s tongue were laid aside. Instead, Charu used her power to grant a gift. For a moment, in that dark room lit only by a single candle, Naomi touched a moment of genuine peace. The tears came to her then, moistening her companion’s chest as the young god buried her face against the elder.

“It goes like this,” Charu wrapped her arms more tightly around Naomi as she whispered into her ear, “In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world…”



“Why do the sheep have toothpick legs?”

It was a fair question. Marcus lowered his magazine to regard his little brother. Argus stood on his tiptoes, his fingertips blanching as he tried to lift himself higher to see the nativity display on the old dresser.

“I think because Auntie Charu snapped them off,” he uncurled from the couch and joined Argus. The child turned and raised his arms. Marcus obliged by setting him on a hip.

A chubby arm pointed towards a strange brown object. “What is that?”

“The camel. Auntie Charu chewed him to death.”

Argus cocked his head as he examined the rest of the display. “Did she chew the baby, too? Did it hurt?”

A soft snort ruffled the young boy’s hair. Why were children so animistic? “Uncle Neil chewed the baby,” Marcus sighed. “And no, it’s not alive. It can’t feel pain. It only represents Elohim’s son.”

Argus had seen Neil briefly, at a distance, and the Raptor scared the beans out of him. He imagined the poor baby rattling between the dinosaur’s sharp teeth. Of course it felt something - fear. It had to have felt that. Plus if the camel was chewed to death, it had to be alive at one point. And then there was the reference to another pantheon. “Isn’t Mama Chaos?” Argus adopted a much more serious tone as he placed his hands on Marcus’ cheeks. “That is not our pantheon, Marcus.”

“Chaos isn’t your pantheon, either,” the young priest peevishly snapped and shook away his brother’s touch. “We don’t worship the Chaos gods. Ever. Got it? Doesn’t matter if Mama is one. And we don’t worship Elohim.”

The child’s brows knitted together. “Then why is his baby here?”

“Didn’t you pay attention last year?”

“Nope,” the child fibbed in hope of hearing a story.

Marcus sighed again before casting his gaze about. Perhaps Naomi was in? Or Charu? Somebody other than him? “Okay, fine. Once upon a time, in some blistering desert, this teenage girl got knocked up by-”

“That isn’t how the story begins,” came a low growl from the doorway. The hulking form of Argus’ father loomed inside it. “Don’t disrespect other pantheons.”

“It’s not our pantheon,” Marcus pointed out. “I don’t see the need to pay proper homage to anything outs-”

Thaddeus’s frown deepened. “Once upon a time, there was a silly girl that played with paper and didn’t know who the fuck she actually was because her Greater Being mother filled her head with music and pocket lint, and one day some moronic, testosterone-filled shitbag-”

“Point taken,” the young priest conceded as his adoptive father lifted Argus from his arms.

“Good.” Thaddeus scowled at his older son then turned his attention back to his youngest. “You remember some of the story. The Roman Emperor Augustus wanted to have a list of all the people in the empire, to make sure they paid their taxes. He ordered everyone to return to the town where their families originally came from, and enter their names in a register there. Mary and Joseph traveled from Nazareth to Bethlehem, because that is where Joseph's family came from. Most people walked but some lucky people had a donkey to help carry the goods needed for the journey. Joseph and Mary traveled very slowly because Mary's baby was due to be born soon.”

“OH!” Argus’ face lit up. Naomi had told the story before. “There wasn’t any room in hotels because consensus, so they had to sleep outside the city walls, and the only place was a stable. So they stayed there.”

“Technically-”

“And then she had the baby,” Argus happily continued, “But they didn’t have no crib, so they used a troth. And then bangles went to the hills because reasons, and there were sheep people there. So the sheep people listened to the bangles and went to the hotel stable-”

“That’s angels. And what?” Thaddeus’s eyes widened. Marcus covered his smirk with a hand.

“And then they came to see the baby. Because maybe they’d never seen a baby. But then the bangles must have been daemon hosts and belonged to Uncle Fritz, because they knew about a plot, so they went and found three kings and sent them to the stable to warn Mary. And then Mary and Joseph and Jesus became refugees. And there was a star-”

Thaddeus scowl intensified. He shot an accusatory glance at Marcus.

“No, uh uh,” Marcus held up his hands while his brother continued to babble (he was on the part about Herod). “I didn’t tell him that. Honest.”

“Daddy, are you paying attention?” Argus’ fat finger poked his father’s chest. “The toddler and his parents made a late-night escape from their home country in the Middle East. Not long after, all the boys his age, 2 and under, were ordered killed by the oppressive regime they had fled.”

“Where’d you learn big words like that,” Thaddeus hadn’t lifted his searing gaze from Marcus.

“Anubis,” both Argus and Marcus replied, though it was clear by their tones that one enjoyed the Egyptian god’s visits while the latter would rather chew broken glass than spend much time with him.

“Anubis glosses over the beginning and picks up where his pantheon enters the picture,” Marcus went on to explain to his vexed patriarch. “Egypt, and the Messiah’s youth. It’s covered in the Infancy Gospel of Thomas, though Anubis puts a playful spin on it. The modern bible doesn’t have that book. Krampus nitpicks them whenever the subject comes up when he babysi-”

“Krampus?!” Thaddeus wasn’t pleased to learn Charu’s tennis partner still lurked. St. Nick’s companion was an entirely darker matter. What the fuck was Naomi thinking?? Letting Krampus and Anubis have any access to the children was preposterous!

Of course, if our readers paid attention to the IC, they’d shake their heads at Thaddeus’ ignorance. Krampus makes several appearances. Of course, you could always search for “Krampus” and “sock drawer” if you can’t take my word for it!

“Nobody disobeys when Krampus babysits,” Argus pursed his lips. It was true.

“The fuck is he doing babysitting?”

A soft crunching interrupted Thaddeus before his anger could morph itself into a fierce rant. The men turned to find Charu next to the dresser, one hip propped against it as she worked what was left of the camel over with her sharp teeth.

“Maybe,” she said after spitting out some plastic, “Just maybe Naomi wouldn’t be so hard up for a babysitter if you were around more? You could learn something from the manger story, Thaddy.”

The old cyborg winced at the nickname.

“You see, Jesus was the son of a god,” Charu continued. “Yet it wasn’t Elohim that stepped up to raise him. It was Joseph. He didn’t have to. It wasn’t his kid. But he walked every step to Bethlehem, and then put his life on hold to flee with the child. If I recall, you fled with a child and his mother, once upon a time. Fucked that one up, too. Anyway, Joseph returned home, bringing both with him, in order to see to it the child was presented at the temple in time. So, really, the moral of this story is simple: if you don’t want Krampus and Anubis playing the role of father figure, figure out your fucking priorities. Some day, you might not be around. And then who will comfort your kid’s mother while your son hangs on a cross?”


Thaddeus was momentarily insulted by the notion. And then he remembered the avatar’s love of crucifixion. He wouldn’t put it past her, considering the lack of love she felt for him. “Fair point. Perhaps I should talk with Naomi-”

Charu barked laughter as she tucked the slimed camel into the display again. “Forget about Naomi. Aegis, you know? And Bones. And a few others. You fucked up there, asshole. How much more can you fuck up her life? How much more pain can she endure? But yeah, be there for your kid if you don’t like the way others are raising him.” She sauntered out of the room, offering the bird to him as she went. “...And Merry fucking Christmas.”

“Merry fucking Christmas, Auntie Charu!” Argus waved to her.

Marcus closed his eyes as he counted the seconds between his brother’s potty word and his patriarch’s rebuke, but the latter didn’t come. Curious, he peered at Thaddeus, but the old cyborg had turned and was already walking away.



Thaddeus borrowed with permission in the wee hours of this morning, and then tweaked by his handler before breakfast.




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NS nation nickname: Torr

Skill Level (beginner, intermediate, advanced): Intermediate

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CHARACTER PERSONAL CHARACTERISTICS
Character Name: Hectaros Varinos te Eterri Maginestim the Brave-Sworded (or just Hectaros)

Character Gender: Male

Species (nation personification, human, alien, etc): Human

Age: 21

Appearance: Hectaros stands at a reasonable 5' 9'' and weighs roughly 81.5kg, with toned muscles and little apparent fat all around. He has fair, olive-ish skin and medium-short black, well-kept hair; a light beard and mustache covers his face. His eyes are a dark brown, his lips are thin and average in width, his nose is somewhat large and curves out slightly, and for the most part, the rest of his appearance is decent and attractive. A scar runs down his forearm from one of his earlier years in his service to his Emperor.

URL to Character Picture, if any: Here.

Character Occupation: Legionary for the Eterridone Empire at the time of his arrival.


OBJECTIVES
Primary Objectives are your character's main goals. This should be the thing that drives their part of the plot. When not engaged in stories, these are what occupy your character's thoughts or keep them busy. Examples include: acting on a desire to become a powerful and respected leader; attempting to overcome some horrible thing in the past which hinders the character on a day-to-day basis; seeking to break out their shell by overcoming profound shyness (getting involved with stories); comping to terms with a major flaw that inhibits the character from reaching full potential; etc.

Secondary Objectives are minor goals. These should be an undercurrent for your character when they are engaged in stories or on their free time. Examples include: acquiring weapons and becoming proficient with each one; improving sundered relations with a companion; improving their reading comprehension; mastering news spells; researching a cure for a plague; etc.

Objectives such as "making friends" or "finding love" are NOT acceptable. Please put much though into your character's objectives - they are what flesh out your character and one of the most important aspects necessary to portray the character as 3D.

Primary Objective: Hectaros' main goal is to find out why he was brought to Galli (at the moment, he assumes one of his gods, Antaros, sent him), and to ultimately achieve whatever his "prophesied" task at hand is, so that he may in turn return home with the blessings of Antaros.

Secondary Objectives: In the meantime, Hectaros intends to become a strong and functioning member of the rest of the PL group. He also intends to learn more about the world itself as necessary.


MUNDANE SKILLS
These do NOT require points. These are the average, daily things your character can do. Examples are "drive a car", "speak one Foreign Language", "play a guitar", "write poetry". Some mundane skills come from your bio and are freebie. A soldier has gone through Basic training. However, Medic, martial arts or sniper would be a Specialized Skill or Talent.

List Mundane skills here
*Speak his native language (Eterridone)
*Read and write
*Draw
*Basic drill
*Breathe

SPECIALIZED SKILLS AND TALENTS
These are specialized skills that set you apart from the average person. You have 7 points to spend here. Examples are swordsmanship, sniper, coercion, medic, wizarding, piloting etc.

  • Ability 1 and Points Spent: Sword and shield combat - 3 points
  • Ability 2 and Points Spent: Projectile throwing - 3 points
  • Ability 3 and Points Spent: Persuasion - 1 point
  • Ability 4 and Points Spent:


OPTIONAL SUPERNATURAL CHARACTERISTICS
You have 7 points to spend here on supernatural skills or abilities. Sonic Scream, Levitation, Spell Casting, Shape Shifting etc. Superman MUST have his kryptonite thus weaknesses are things which inhibit the ability. Restrictions are what can't they do with their power or what balances it. They can only use it when they genuinely need it? They can't use it for more then five minutes without serious side-effects? Some things are allowed without points. A pegasus has wings thus it can fly. A raptor is fast thus no points are spent in speed. These "natural" abilities should be listed here, however. What isn't allowed: teleportation beyond a few feet; the ability to alter or go back/forward in time.

  • Ability 1:
    Power Level:
    Strengths:
    Weaknesses:
    Restrictions:

  • Ability 2:
    Power Level:
    Strengths:
    Weaknesses:
    Restrictions:

  • Ability 3:
    Power Level:
    Strengths:
    Weaknesses:
    Restrictions:

  • Ability 4:
    Power Level:
    Strengths:
    Weaknesses:
    Restrictions:
MAGICAL OR SPECIAL ITEMS
If it's not on this list, your character doesn't have it. Magical items are rare and hard to come by. Please list what they can/can't do - treat them like a supernatural thing. Items not allowed: anything that can alter time; anything that allows a character to teleport beyond a few feet.

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EQUIPMENT
This is what your character has on their person at the very moment when they are pulled from their home dimension. Don't abuse this. They won't be clutching an entire bunker.

List:
*wine red, long-sleeved shirt with a unique bow-tie-like tied collar
*creme-white pants
*brown leather, shin-high boots with steel "spikes" on the bottom
*steel breast- and back-plate with two hinged shoulder pieces
*steel gorget
*steel, visorless bascinet-like helmet with a round top and a flared edge
*hand-and-a-half sword
*an inward-curving, rectangular-like shield with a steel boss and reinforcing steel strips on the rim, painted red with a white X
*steel dagger
*six steel darts attached to the inner face of the shield
*brown leather belt + sheathes for the sword and the dagger
*a water bladder

BACKGROUND
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Education or Training: Hectaros learned most of his mundane and special skills during his five years serving as a Legionary for Eterridone - in fact, reading and writing is as much an important skill to the Legionaries as fighting is, so it's taught to them alongside their skills fighting.

Character Background/Biography: It was a bright, beautiful, blue day in the eastern coastal town of Eterri Maginestim (Our Town on the Large Mountain), well into the seventh year of Emperor Barakos' reign, when a rare, but prophetic sight was beheld by the Empire - a glimmering shooting star, visible in spite of the sun's light, tearing across the sky. On this same day, Hectaros was born - his parents, jubilant at the apparent signs, prophesied themselves that Hectaros would one day be the one to save Eterridone (it was around this time that Eterridone was at its worst: political corruption was rampant, a war on two fronts strangled the elite military of the Empire, and civil unrest was at its highest yet.). For most of his childhood, Hectaros grew up believing he was the next best thing since sliced bread - all of his life revolved around being the "chosen one": he was pushed to do his best and overachieve, a stress that strained his relationship not only with his parents, but also with his younger brother and sister.

It was the twenty-second year of Barakos' reign, just after Hectaros turned sixteen, when he, at the behest of his parents, enlisted into the Imperial Army. There, his entire worldview shifted, twisted, knotted, and became a confusing, horrible mess: some of the men and women fervently believed him to be a chosen one based off his day of birth and practically formed a cult around him, while others considered it malarkey and ruthlessly hazed him for it, with scores others taking up all sorts of positions in between. Not one to back down, Hectaros pushed on - although he was no more tougher, smarter, or incredible than any of the others, he pushed on; he pushed on, and he endured. Like his comrades, he was ready for his first taste of battle two years later. And what a battle it was: the Battle of Secarlos, they called it; an utter, resounding defeat who's wail was heard across Eterridone and who's triumphant roar was heard by her enemies, the Kingdom of Aldere and the Kataliin Empire. In the hearts and minds of peoples all across the Empire, the end was nigh, and there was to be no return. The survivors - Hectaros included - fled back into Imperial lands, fending off invading Kataliin groups as they pursued.

A second tragedy found its way to Hectaros as he and his surviving comrades found shelter in the border city of Eterri Tudesnim (Our City on the Dead River), their expected reinforcements had arrived, safe and unscathed - among them, Hectaros nineteen-year-old younger brother, Natorin. Hectaros was dismayed by this; he already had his taste of war, and it sickened him to his core - it was something he couldn't dare wish on another, especially not his own blood. However, there was little time to resolve this: the walled-city came under siege by a Kataliin army, leaving the two brothers and their brothers and sisters trapped in the wolf's terrible, ensnaring jaws.


OTHER GAME MECHANICS
URL to Apartment Picture: (What's the inside of their apartment look like) Here.

Link to RP examples: (this MUST be a DIRECT LINK to your IC post in an RP, NOT a link to the RP thread itself. If you don't have examples, make your biography good.) 12


IMPORTANT FINAL STEP:
One paragraph that sums up your character. This paragraph is what we'll use on your player tab on the first page of the thread. This MUST be brief. Your tab will contain a link to your application so people will have full details.
The nickname you go by on NS: Torr
Character Name: Hectaros
Image Link: Here.
Brief Description for Bio: An average man, it was foreseen when he was born that he'd be a great hero. Instead, he turned out average and became a soldier for his homeland.

Please direct questions to the OP or the CoOPs. Thanks for applying. Bear in mind that it can take several days for applications to be approved; check back often.
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You probably have my idea of Communism wrong.
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Saldinado
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Civil Rights Lovefest

Postby Saldinado » Sun Dec 25, 2016 8:01 pm

Oh, I'll be getting a post up soon. Just thinking about something as I go along writing it.
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Chedastan
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Corrupt Dictatorship

Postby Chedastan » Sun Dec 25, 2016 8:03 pm

Will get a plost out sometime tonight, I've been busy with family stuff today.
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Swith Witherward
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Posts: 30302
Founded: Feb 11, 2012
Democratic Socialists

Postby Swith Witherward » Sun Dec 25, 2016 8:10 pm

Torrocca wrote:
#PLAPP
(Image)
PERSONIFICATION LIFE
CHARACTER APPLICATION


PLAYER INFORMATION
NS nation nickname: Torr

Skill Level (beginner, intermediate, advanced): Intermediate

How often can you post? Very often, probably a few times a day/every two days



CHARACTER PERSONAL CHARACTERISTICS
Character Name: Hectaros Varinos te Eterri Maginestim the Brave-Sworded (or just Hectaros)

Character Gender: Male

Species (nation personification, human, alien, etc): Human

Age: 21

Appearance: Hectaros stands at a reasonable 5' 9'' and weighs roughly 81.5kg, with toned muscles and little apparent fat all around. He has fair, olive-ish skin and medium-short black, well-kept hair; a light beard and mustache covers his face. His eyes are a dark brown, his lips are thin and average in width, his nose is somewhat large and curves out slightly, and for the most part, the rest of his appearance is decent and attractive. A scar runs down his forearm from one of his earlier years in his service to his Emperor.

URL to Character Picture, if any: Here.

Character Occupation: Legionary for the Eterridone Empire at the time of his arrival.


OBJECTIVES
Primary Objectives are your character's main goals. This should be the thing that drives their part of the plot. When not engaged in stories, these are what occupy your character's thoughts or keep them busy. Examples include: acting on a desire to become a powerful and respected leader; attempting to overcome some horrible thing in the past which hinders the character on a day-to-day basis; seeking to break out their shell by overcoming profound shyness (getting involved with stories); comping to terms with a major flaw that inhibits the character from reaching full potential; etc.

Secondary Objectives are minor goals. These should be an undercurrent for your character when they are engaged in stories or on their free time. Examples include: acquiring weapons and becoming proficient with each one; improving sundered relations with a companion; improving their reading comprehension; mastering news spells; researching a cure for a plague; etc.

Objectives such as "making friends" or "finding love" are NOT acceptable. Please put much though into your character's objectives - they are what flesh out your character and one of the most important aspects necessary to portray the character as 3D.

Primary Objective: Hectaros' main goal is to find out why he was brought to Galli (at the moment, he assumes one of his gods, Antaros, sent him), and to ultimately achieve whatever his "prophesied" task at hand is, so that he may in turn return home with the blessings of Antaros.

Secondary Objectives: In the meantime, Hectaros intends to become a strong and functioning member of the rest of the PL group. He also intends to learn more about the world itself as necessary.


MUNDANE SKILLS
These do NOT require points. These are the average, daily things your character can do. Examples are "drive a car", "speak one Foreign Language", "play a guitar", "write poetry". Some mundane skills come from your bio and are freebie. A soldier has gone through Basic training. However, Medic, martial arts or sniper would be a Specialized Skill or Talent.

List Mundane skills here
*Speak his native language (Eterridone)
*Read and write
*Draw
*Basic drill
*Breathe

SPECIALIZED SKILLS AND TALENTS
These are specialized skills that set you apart from the average person. You have 7 points to spend here. Examples are swordsmanship, sniper, coercion, medic, wizarding, piloting etc.

  • Ability 1 and Points Spent: Sword and shield combat - 3 points
  • Ability 2 and Points Spent: Projectile throwing - 3 points
  • Ability 3 and Points Spent: Persuasion - 1 point
  • Ability 4 and Points Spent:


OPTIONAL SUPERNATURAL CHARACTERISTICS
You have 7 points to spend here on supernatural skills or abilities. Sonic Scream, Levitation, Spell Casting, Shape Shifting etc. Superman MUST have his kryptonite thus weaknesses are things which inhibit the ability. Restrictions are what can't they do with their power or what balances it. They can only use it when they genuinely need it? They can't use it for more then five minutes without serious side-effects? Some things are allowed without points. A pegasus has wings thus it can fly. A raptor is fast thus no points are spent in speed. These "natural" abilities should be listed here, however. What isn't allowed: teleportation beyond a few feet; the ability to alter or go back/forward in time.

  • Ability 1:
    Power Level:
    Strengths:
    Weaknesses:
    Restrictions:

  • Ability 2:
    Power Level:
    Strengths:
    Weaknesses:
    Restrictions:

  • Ability 3:
    Power Level:
    Strengths:
    Weaknesses:
    Restrictions:

  • Ability 4:
    Power Level:
    Strengths:
    Weaknesses:
    Restrictions:
MAGICAL OR SPECIAL ITEMS
If it's not on this list, your character doesn't have it. Magical items are rare and hard to come by. Please list what they can/can't do - treat them like a supernatural thing. Items not allowed: anything that can alter time; anything that allows a character to teleport beyond a few feet.

List:

EQUIPMENT
This is what your character has on their person at the very moment when they are pulled from their home dimension. Don't abuse this. They won't be clutching an entire bunker.

List:
*wine red, long-sleeved shirt with a unique bow-tie-like tied collar
*creme-white pants
*brown leather, shin-high boots with steel "spikes" on the bottom
*steel breast- and back-plate with two hinged shoulder pieces
*steel gorget
*steel, visorless bascinet-like helmet with a round top and a flared edge
*hand-and-a-half sword
*an inward-curving, rectangular-like shield with a steel boss and reinforcing steel strips on the rim, painted red with a white X
*steel dagger
*six steel darts attached to the inner face of the shield
*brown leather belt + sheathes for the sword and the dagger
*a water bladder

BACKGROUND
Be detailed please. You must explain how your character aquired their skills, talents, abilities, and special items. Wrap your primary and secondary objectives into it.

Education or Training: Hectaros learned most of his mundane and special skills during his five years serving as a Legionary for Eterridone - in fact, reading and writing is as much an important skill to the Legionaries as fighting is, so it's taught to them alongside their skills fighting.

Character Background/Biography: It was a bright, beautiful, blue day in the eastern coastal town of Eterri Maginestim (Our Town on the Large Mountain), well into the seventh year of Emperor Barakos' reign, when a rare, but prophetic sight was beheld by the Empire - a glimmering shooting star, visible in spite of the sun's light, tearing across the sky. On this same day, Hectaros was born - his parents, jubilant at the apparent signs, prophesied themselves that Hectaros would one day be the one to save Eterridone (it was around this time that Eterridone was at its worst: political corruption was rampant, a war on two fronts strangled the elite military of the Empire, and civil unrest was at its highest yet.). For most of his childhood, Hectaros grew up believing he was the next best thing since sliced bread - all of his life revolved around being the "chosen one": he was pushed to do his best and overachieve, a stress that strained his relationship not only with his parents, but also with his younger brother and sister.

It was the twenty-second year of Barakos' reign, just after Hectaros turned sixteen, when he, at the behest of his parents, enlisted into the Imperial Army. There, his entire worldview shifted, twisted, knotted, and became a confusing, horrible mess: some of the men and women fervently believed him to be a chosen one based off his day of birth and practically formed a cult around him, while others considered it malarkey and ruthlessly hazed him for it, with scores others taking up all sorts of positions in between. Not one to back down, Hectaros pushed on - although he was no more tougher, smarter, or incredible than any of the others, he pushed on; he pushed on, and he endured. Like his comrades, he was ready for his first taste of battle two years later. And what a battle it was: the Battle of Secarlos, they called it; an utter, resounding defeat who's wail was heard across Eterridone and who's triumphant roar was heard by her enemies, the Kingdom of Aldere and the Kataliin Empire. In the hearts and minds of peoples all across the Empire, the end was nigh, and there was to be no return. The survivors - Hectaros included - fled back into Imperial lands, fending off invading Kataliin groups as they pursued.

A second tragedy found its way to Hectaros as he and his surviving comrades found shelter in the border city of Eterri Tudesnim (Our City on the Dead River), their expected reinforcements had arrived, safe and unscathed - among them, Hectaros nineteen-year-old younger brother, Koloros. Hectaros was dismayed by this; he already had his taste of war, and it sickened him to his core - it was something he couldn't dare wish on another, especially not his own blood. However, there was little time to resolve this: the walled-city came under siege by a Kataliin army, leaving the two brothers and their brothers and sisters trapped in the wolf's terrible, ensnaring jaws.


OTHER GAME MECHANICS
URL to Apartment Picture: (What's the inside of their apartment look like) Here.

Link to RP examples: (this MUST be a DIRECT LINK to your IC post in an RP, NOT a link to the RP thread itself. If you don't have examples, make your biography good.) 12


IMPORTANT FINAL STEP:
One paragraph that sums up your character. This paragraph is what we'll use on your player tab on the first page of the thread. This MUST be brief. Your tab will contain a link to your application so people will have full details.
The nickname you go by on NS: Torr
Character Name: Hectaros
Image Link: Here.
Brief Description for Bio: An average man, it was foreseen when he was born that he'd be a great hero. Instead, he turned out average and became a soldier for his homeland.

Please direct questions to the OP or the CoOPs. Thanks for applying. Bear in mind that it can take several days for applications to be approved; check back often.

I like him!

Cer the OP is taking the night off. I sent a TG link to your app so he can easily find it tomorrow.
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Torrocca
Postmaster of the Fleet
 
Posts: 23232
Founded: Dec 01, 2011
Democratic Socialists

Postby Torrocca » Sun Dec 25, 2016 8:10 pm

Swith Witherward wrote:
Torrocca wrote:
#PLAPP
(Image)
PERSONIFICATION LIFE
CHARACTER APPLICATION


PLAYER INFORMATION
NS nation nickname: Torr

Skill Level (beginner, intermediate, advanced): Intermediate

How often can you post? Very often, probably a few times a day/every two days



CHARACTER PERSONAL CHARACTERISTICS
Character Name: Hectaros Varinos te Eterri Maginestim the Brave-Sworded (or just Hectaros)

Character Gender: Male

Species (nation personification, human, alien, etc): Human

Age: 21

Appearance: Hectaros stands at a reasonable 5' 9'' and weighs roughly 81.5kg, with toned muscles and little apparent fat all around. He has fair, olive-ish skin and medium-short black, well-kept hair; a light beard and mustache covers his face. His eyes are a dark brown, his lips are thin and average in width, his nose is somewhat large and curves out slightly, and for the most part, the rest of his appearance is decent and attractive. A scar runs down his forearm from one of his earlier years in his service to his Emperor.

URL to Character Picture, if any: Here.

Character Occupation: Legionary for the Eterridone Empire at the time of his arrival.


OBJECTIVES
Primary Objectives are your character's main goals. This should be the thing that drives their part of the plot. When not engaged in stories, these are what occupy your character's thoughts or keep them busy. Examples include: acting on a desire to become a powerful and respected leader; attempting to overcome some horrible thing in the past which hinders the character on a day-to-day basis; seeking to break out their shell by overcoming profound shyness (getting involved with stories); comping to terms with a major flaw that inhibits the character from reaching full potential; etc.

Secondary Objectives are minor goals. These should be an undercurrent for your character when they are engaged in stories or on their free time. Examples include: acquiring weapons and becoming proficient with each one; improving sundered relations with a companion; improving their reading comprehension; mastering news spells; researching a cure for a plague; etc.

Objectives such as "making friends" or "finding love" are NOT acceptable. Please put much though into your character's objectives - they are what flesh out your character and one of the most important aspects necessary to portray the character as 3D.

Primary Objective: Hectaros' main goal is to find out why he was brought to Galli (at the moment, he assumes one of his gods, Antaros, sent him), and to ultimately achieve whatever his "prophesied" task at hand is, so that he may in turn return home with the blessings of Antaros.

Secondary Objectives: In the meantime, Hectaros intends to become a strong and functioning member of the rest of the PL group. He also intends to learn more about the world itself as necessary.


MUNDANE SKILLS
These do NOT require points. These are the average, daily things your character can do. Examples are "drive a car", "speak one Foreign Language", "play a guitar", "write poetry". Some mundane skills come from your bio and are freebie. A soldier has gone through Basic training. However, Medic, martial arts or sniper would be a Specialized Skill or Talent.

List Mundane skills here
*Speak his native language (Eterridone)
*Read and write
*Draw
*Basic drill
*Breathe

SPECIALIZED SKILLS AND TALENTS
These are specialized skills that set you apart from the average person. You have 7 points to spend here. Examples are swordsmanship, sniper, coercion, medic, wizarding, piloting etc.

  • Ability 1 and Points Spent: Sword and shield combat - 3 points
  • Ability 2 and Points Spent: Projectile throwing - 3 points
  • Ability 3 and Points Spent: Persuasion - 1 point
  • Ability 4 and Points Spent:


OPTIONAL SUPERNATURAL CHARACTERISTICS
You have 7 points to spend here on supernatural skills or abilities. Sonic Scream, Levitation, Spell Casting, Shape Shifting etc. Superman MUST have his kryptonite thus weaknesses are things which inhibit the ability. Restrictions are what can't they do with their power or what balances it. They can only use it when they genuinely need it? They can't use it for more then five minutes without serious side-effects? Some things are allowed without points. A pegasus has wings thus it can fly. A raptor is fast thus no points are spent in speed. These "natural" abilities should be listed here, however. What isn't allowed: teleportation beyond a few feet; the ability to alter or go back/forward in time.

  • Ability 1:
    Power Level:
    Strengths:
    Weaknesses:
    Restrictions:

  • Ability 2:
    Power Level:
    Strengths:
    Weaknesses:
    Restrictions:

  • Ability 3:
    Power Level:
    Strengths:
    Weaknesses:
    Restrictions:

  • Ability 4:
    Power Level:
    Strengths:
    Weaknesses:
    Restrictions:
MAGICAL OR SPECIAL ITEMS
If it's not on this list, your character doesn't have it. Magical items are rare and hard to come by. Please list what they can/can't do - treat them like a supernatural thing. Items not allowed: anything that can alter time; anything that allows a character to teleport beyond a few feet.

List:

EQUIPMENT
This is what your character has on their person at the very moment when they are pulled from their home dimension. Don't abuse this. They won't be clutching an entire bunker.

List:
*wine red, long-sleeved shirt with a unique bow-tie-like tied collar
*creme-white pants
*brown leather, shin-high boots with steel "spikes" on the bottom
*steel breast- and back-plate with two hinged shoulder pieces
*steel gorget
*steel, visorless bascinet-like helmet with a round top and a flared edge
*hand-and-a-half sword
*an inward-curving, rectangular-like shield with a steel boss and reinforcing steel strips on the rim, painted red with a white X
*steel dagger
*six steel darts attached to the inner face of the shield
*brown leather belt + sheathes for the sword and the dagger
*a water bladder

BACKGROUND
Be detailed please. You must explain how your character aquired their skills, talents, abilities, and special items. Wrap your primary and secondary objectives into it.

Education or Training: Hectaros learned most of his mundane and special skills during his five years serving as a Legionary for Eterridone - in fact, reading and writing is as much an important skill to the Legionaries as fighting is, so it's taught to them alongside their skills fighting.

Character Background/Biography: It was a bright, beautiful, blue day in the eastern coastal town of Eterri Maginestim (Our Town on the Large Mountain), well into the seventh year of Emperor Barakos' reign, when a rare, but prophetic sight was beheld by the Empire - a glimmering shooting star, visible in spite of the sun's light, tearing across the sky. On this same day, Hectaros was born - his parents, jubilant at the apparent signs, prophesied themselves that Hectaros would one day be the one to save Eterridone (it was around this time that Eterridone was at its worst: political corruption was rampant, a war on two fronts strangled the elite military of the Empire, and civil unrest was at its highest yet.). For most of his childhood, Hectaros grew up believing he was the next best thing since sliced bread - all of his life revolved around being the "chosen one": he was pushed to do his best and overachieve, a stress that strained his relationship not only with his parents, but also with his younger brother and sister.

It was the twenty-second year of Barakos' reign, just after Hectaros turned sixteen, when he, at the behest of his parents, enlisted into the Imperial Army. There, his entire worldview shifted, twisted, knotted, and became a confusing, horrible mess: some of the men and women fervently believed him to be a chosen one based off his day of birth and practically formed a cult around him, while others considered it malarkey and ruthlessly hazed him for it, with scores others taking up all sorts of positions in between. Not one to back down, Hectaros pushed on - although he was no more tougher, smarter, or incredible than any of the others, he pushed on; he pushed on, and he endured. Like his comrades, he was ready for his first taste of battle two years later. And what a battle it was: the Battle of Secarlos, they called it; an utter, resounding defeat who's wail was heard across Eterridone and who's triumphant roar was heard by her enemies, the Kingdom of Aldere and the Kataliin Empire. In the hearts and minds of peoples all across the Empire, the end was nigh, and there was to be no return. The survivors - Hectaros included - fled back into Imperial lands, fending off invading Kataliin groups as they pursued.

A second tragedy found its way to Hectaros as he and his surviving comrades found shelter in the border city of Eterri Tudesnim (Our City on the Dead River), their expected reinforcements had arrived, safe and unscathed - among them, Hectaros nineteen-year-old younger brother, Koloros. Hectaros was dismayed by this; he already had his taste of war, and it sickened him to his core - it was something he couldn't dare wish on another, especially not his own blood. However, there was little time to resolve this: the walled-city came under siege by a Kataliin army, leaving the two brothers and their brothers and sisters trapped in the wolf's terrible, ensnaring jaws.


OTHER GAME MECHANICS
URL to Apartment Picture: (What's the inside of their apartment look like) Here.

Link to RP examples: (this MUST be a DIRECT LINK to your IC post in an RP, NOT a link to the RP thread itself. If you don't have examples, make your biography good.) 12


IMPORTANT FINAL STEP:
One paragraph that sums up your character. This paragraph is what we'll use on your player tab on the first page of the thread. This MUST be brief. Your tab will contain a link to your application so people will have full details.
The nickname you go by on NS: Torr
Character Name: Hectaros
Image Link: Here.
Brief Description for Bio: An average man, it was foreseen when he was born that he'd be a great hero. Instead, he turned out average and became a soldier for his homeland.

Please direct questions to the OP or the CoOPs. Thanks for applying. Bear in mind that it can take several days for applications to be approved; check back often.

I like him!

Cer the OP is taking the night off. I sent a TG link to your app so he can easily find it tomorrow.


Thank you, and thank you!
Anarchy's my name AND my game. RAINBOW! Revolutionary Catalonia and Revolutionary Rojava Forever! ^_^
I am Her Majesty, Torra I, of the House Anarkittismo, NS's self-anointed Anarcho-Monarchist Queen. Now known as God-Empress Torra.
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You probably have my idea of Communism wrong.
"When the people are being hit with a stick, they are not happier if the stick is called “the stick of the people”. The State is an oppression that must be abolished."
I go by Torra and feminine pronouns! They/Them/Their are perfectly acceptable alternatives as well :3

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Holy Lykos
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Posts: 1702
Founded: May 01, 2016
Corrupt Dictatorship

Postby Holy Lykos » Sun Dec 25, 2016 8:14 pm

Torrocca wrote:
Swith Witherward wrote:I like him!

Cer the OP is taking the night off. I sent a TG link to your app so he can easily find it tomorrow.


Thank you, and thank you!

I like him too, not that my vote matters. Hell struggle not knowing English though :p
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Posts: 11767
Founded: Sep 16, 2006
Anarchy

Postby Northwest Slobovia » Sun Dec 25, 2016 8:18 pm

Holy Lykos wrote:
Torrocca wrote:
Thank you, and thank you!

I like him too, not that my vote matters. Hell struggle not knowing English though :p

Unless Torrocca wants to play it that way, all languages are surprisingly like contemporary English.

Foreshadowing: If all goes well, soon we'll have a partial fix to the problem.
Gollum died for your sins.
Power is an equal-opportunity corrupter.

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Torrocca
Postmaster of the Fleet
 
Posts: 23232
Founded: Dec 01, 2011
Democratic Socialists

Postby Torrocca » Sun Dec 25, 2016 8:21 pm

Holy Lykos wrote:
Torrocca wrote:
Thank you, and thank you!

I like him too, not that my vote matters. Hell struggle not knowing English though :p


Oh yeah, definitely!

On the plus side, though, I can develop a fictional and somewhat meaningless language while he's still speaking it!

Northwest Slobovia wrote:
Holy Lykos wrote:I like him too, not that my vote matters. Hell struggle not knowing English though :p

Unless Torrocca wants to play it that way, all languages are surprisingly like contemporary English.

Foreshadowing: If all goes well, soon we'll have a partial fix to the problem.


Oh no, this is more like contemporary Latin having a beautiful, genetically screwed baby with it's own Spanish child and Greek cousin. In other words, I'll be writing a lot of translations.
Anarchy's my name AND my game. RAINBOW! Revolutionary Catalonia and Revolutionary Rojava Forever! ^_^
I am Her Majesty, Torra I, of the House Anarkittismo, NS's self-anointed Anarcho-Monarchist Queen. Now known as God-Empress Torra.
"Al fascismo no se le discute, se le destruye/Fascism is not discussed, it is destroyed." - Buenaventura Durruti
You probably have my idea of Communism wrong.
"When the people are being hit with a stick, they are not happier if the stick is called “the stick of the people”. The State is an oppression that must be abolished."
I go by Torra and feminine pronouns! They/Them/Their are perfectly acceptable alternatives as well :3

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