Otherworld (RP)

[Azraellod]

he's leaving the city?

this was more exiting then Sylvester could have hoped for. he had long awaited the possibility of something interesting to do outside the city, and this looked very interesting indeed.

shame about the context. he had to use the rooftops to avoid his target, so now he was having to give that up and rely on stealth. stealth was not one of Sylvester's strong points. he considered another mask, but doubted that would be much help. his cloak was pitch black, so unless it takes until midnight for him to look around, he'll probably spot me.

still, the chain is always a surprise to people, and he doesn't seem very well equipped for combat. admittedly, Sylvester wasn't either, but his new gloves should give him an edge he had been looking for for a while...

 

[Xero Scythe]

Nameamien Lier

Age: 17 at death, 13 years spent in Otherworld.

Appearance: 6'5'' wearing black sweats, dirty sneakers, red shirt and a black jacket. Eyes are red with a black, catlike slit down the middle. his left hand has mutated into a claw, each finger as deadly as the sharpest knife. his left arm has also turned harder than steel, to endure his destructive powers. His arm has also turned as black as night.

Powers: Void- he can also use the void as a shield, cloaking himself in its presence, so attacks go through the void and not through him. he has to let these out, or else they will still hurt him when he uses the shield next. he can open a portal by using his left hand to claw open the doorway. However, the void is vicious. it will try to destroy anything it touches, save the weapons hidden within it. it will even hurt Damien. This power he has focused on, and thus it is the most developed of his controllable powers.
Darkness-he is able to create darkness using his left hand. also very vicious. however, not very developed.
instant regeneration- his body regenerates itself at a rate 100 times faster than an average human. however, if his head is removed from his shoulders and kept away from him for six hours, he will die a true death.
weapon:tri-bladed scythe. two blades are at the top, one at 90 degrees and the other at 45. the third blade is projecting out of the bottom of the scythe.

History: Damien was bored with his life. this started at age 14. He started getting into brawls, streetfights, eventually moving onto one-man army fights. he won every one. then, IT happened. someone he had beat had come back. when Damien was in school, the person had blown up his house. his family was killed. He came home and sank to his knees. the police and firemen were swarming his house. He ran away. He found the man in a dark ally. the man had a knife. He sliced up Damien's left arm, but he would not be denied. Damien leapt on the man and took him to the ground. Damien punched the man so hard, his shoudler bone snapped. Then, Lier just kept punching, again and again. finally, his left arm broke the man's ribs and tore open his skin. Lier's punch went straight through the man, crushing his heart. Lier stepped off the man and saw a twelve year old girl standing there. she was covered in cuts. the man was trying to kill her. Lier took her in. Her name was Rose.
two years later, at age 17, one of the man's friends came with a gun and aimed towards Rose. Damien snarled and leapt into the path of the bullet. as he took the bullet, he sliced open the man's throat with a knife he was carrying. his last sight was of Rose kneeling over him, crying.
most likely, Damien should have gone to hell. However, the single act of saving Rose had redeemed him enough to go to the Otherworld.

Spoiler: OOC

sorry about that; i have a history of being verbose at times.

 

[SimpleChimp]

Murph ran for a while. He had lost track of how far he ran, or how long he had been running, but when he stopped he was in a market of sorts. Like an entire block of the city was made up of markets, a market district if you will. He spotted a black smith/leather worker that seemed promising and walked inside. The store was run by an old burnt buddhist, who died in the 'Nam days in protest, and specialized in custom and conciliable weapons. Infact, a costumer would be hard pressed to find a regular sword any where in the store. That's when Murphy found them, they were leather worked gloves with bladed caps at the end of each finger, and a metal palm. He thought they would be perfect for his new lengthened arms. The gloves got better though, because their was a pair fitted to a hardened leather black long sleeved shirt (armor), that had a mask that functioned like a hood. That is to say that the mask could be pulled on and off like a hood. Murphy had to have this, he haggled with the buddhist and was able to obtain it for 300 gold. Just the amount he had stolen too. He had the sleeves custom fitted, and even had them stripped in a black and tan pattern. He was told the pattern was a basic optic illusion that made the arms look like they were growing and shrinking when he threw a punch, so the opponent couldn't properly judge their length.

He slipped into the hardened leather armor, and tried on the gloves as he left the store. He was still able to wield his dagger, but now he had a deadlier hand to hand tool. He slipped the full face mask on to test the fit, and sprinted off into the district. passing windows he couldn't help but notice how much his digital ACU pants stood out now.

black leather and acu pants, what am i some German industrial goon?

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sorry bout the post. I just wanted to get this article of clothing ASAP and didn't mind making a crappy post to do it

 

[kijo98]

My sheet

Name:Rob "Sticky" Harrington

Age: No one knows his age

Appearance: Born with 5 legs, Rob was 12 when he got his powers of Immortality

Gifts:Immortality(only can die if head cut off or heart stabbed), he can hypnotize people, and levitate things with his brain.

Weapon: Enchanted Club

History: Born on Nov. 29 ???? he had been dropped in a tub of acid when he was born but it had no effect on him he climbed out unharmed and his skin turned to metal as he came out,but then it turned back, so he went to join the army but when they sent him out he got his head cut off in the war and before he died he sayed "Take me to the Otherworld"

 

[Jav3lin]

Spoiler: kijo98

Has your character been accepted? And, for your information... you have to die, if you can't die, you can't come into Otherworld hence; your character is greatly flawed...

 

[Azraellod]

Spoiler: OOC

Spoiler: kijo98

Has your character been accepted? And, for your information... you have to die, if you can't die, you can't come into Otherworld hence; your character is greatly flawed...

have you seen xero scythe's character? that regeneration ability is also basic immortality, and that dimensional void ability is just stupidly overpowered.

i'd worry more about that for now.

 

[Xero Scythe]

Spoiler: OOC

Spoiler: kijo98

Has your character been accepted? And, for your information... you have to die, if you can't die, you can't come into Otherworld hence; your character is greatly flawed...

have you seen xero scythe's character? that regeneration ability is also basic immortality, and that dimensional void ability is just stupidly overpowered.

i'd worry more about that for now.

Spoiler: OOC-fixin' the character

yeah... sorry about that. i was very tired. Big test prep and a football game that went on into triple OT. ill fix that. somehow.

EDIT: getting there. tell me how much more you thinkk\ i need. regen now has a set limit, which means it is possible for me to be killed, and void has a couple big restrictions.

 

[Azraellod]

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Spoiler: OOC-fixin' the character

yeah... sorry about that. i was very tired. Big test prep and a football game that went on into triple OT. ill fix that. somehow.

EDIT: getting there. tell me how much more you thinkk\ i need. regen now has a set limit, which means it is possible for me to be killed, and void has a couple big restrictions.

well, it's the gm's decision, not mine really. i'll try and analyse it, but i'd talk to feralphantom about it instead.

the regeneration ability now seems less overpowered, and the void ability seems less strong. the balance seems much better to me.

i'm not sure about him lasting that long before death, but then if you're a defensive character like you seem to be, then i guess that's ok. maybe a better definition on how the darkness works is needed though, i cant understand it very well.

but talk with feralphantom, these aren't my decisions to make.

 

[Xero Scythe]

Spoiler: OOC

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Spoiler: OOC-fixin' the character

yeah... sorry about that. i was very tired. Big test prep and a football game that went on into triple OT. ill fix that. somehow.

EDIT: getting there. tell me how much more you thinkk\ i need. regen now has a set limit, which means it is possible for me to be killed, and void has a couple big restrictions.

well, it's the gm's decision, not mine really. i'll try and analyse it, but i'd talk to feralphantom about it instead.

the regeneration ability now seems less overpowered, and the void ability seems less strong. the balance seems much better to me.

i'm not sure about him lasting that long before death, but then if you're a defensive character like you seem to be, then i guess that's ok. maybe a better definition on how the darkness works is needed though, i cant understand it very well.

but talk with feralphantom, these aren't my decisions to make.

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i had thought since Damien only had minimal control over it, he could cast it over a wide area to cloak his attacks or, when he gets a more finite control over it, to concentrate it into an attack.

 

[Azraellod]

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i had thought since Damien only had minimal control over it, he could cast it over a wide area to cloak his attacks or, when he gets a more finite control over it, to concentrate it into an attack.

meh, i suppose. doesn't seem too overpowered as long as he cant see through it either. oh well, like i said, it's not my decision.

 

[Jav3lin]

ICC:

Alencian took a step back as he felt the raw feeling of something dead lingering within the catacombs he was facing. It looked like a small outhouse covered in vines and leaves over a dark white toned layer of stones and bricks.

Don't seem right... but if that ring's down there, i need to move fast!
He chanted an ancient text from the book he received at the library. It had no effect, he tried chanting every single text he found written in that language, when finally, the stones in front seemed to begin to crack and fall apart.

Atleast this book served some purpose..
He put the book into a roped holster within his robes and looked at the rocks tremble at his feet. He now looked upon what it had revealed; an old and rotten wooden door.

He looked behind him and noticed some of the figures moving in. The chanting had cost him time, he figured those people were after the ring aswell.
Maybe he sent them? i haven't checked in in quite a while... understandable, but he will have me killed if i fail!
Alencian simply ignored the figures and opened the door. The smell of rotten flesh and crushed hopes sprung into his face like a trap set forth for its pray. He carefully stepped inside and followed a path downwards into the dimly lit stone hallway.

 

[Azraellod]

catacombs?

Sylvester was getting more curious by the minute. after watching his target entering by saying something at the stones that he couldn't make out, and gazing in amazement as the stones parted to reveal a door, which he then entered, he got to the doors 10 minutes later, and proceeded to examine the entrance.

he peered inside the door, and was immediately struck by the almighty stench of death that hit him. he recoiled, coughing and choking in a way that must have alerted the robed figure, for they echoed right down the passage.

Sylvester was initially horrified by this, before he figured that it would be impossible for him to gain any kind of stealth in the tunnels on account of his glowing blue eyes. he pondered whether to head inwards, but although he could see a strategy to put the figure off guard, he doubted it would work anyway with his adverse reaction to the smell.

but, i suppose i can create a variant of it...

he entered. 30 seconds later, the sound of a trap being set off echoed down the passage, and Sylvester swiftly exited the passage to lie in wait. it was at this point that it occurred to him to look up...

 

[Jav3lin]

No! NO!
Alencian tossed plates and food off of a wooden table once he saw a dead woman lying at the end of the catacombs. She was wearing very old clothing, face was covered in terror and hands were dirty and bloody.

IT CANT BE!
He was not angry due to the death of this woman, he was not angry due to the sound coming from the entrance. He was furious because the coffin of which the ring was to be stored in. Was empty.

Fuck!
He searched the woman and found nothing. He tried to search for another exit, still nothing.
Ok, whoever took it, couldn't have come the way i came. Unless... of course! THAT FOOL! HE THINKS HE CAN PLAY ME!? ME?!

Alencian stormed out. Across the hallway and towards the door, when he heard an unexpected noise. The sound of some sort of a trap going off. He had walked right into it.

 

[FeralPhantom]

Xero, welcome to Otherworld

EvilJoe, I must ask that you revise it again, you pretty much said the same thing as before in less words

kijo, the immortality is a bit much, and I'd like to point out the year 2099 hasn't happened yet, Otherworld is parallel to our own there for runs on the same time, and as state above, you must die in our world before coming to Otherworld.
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Connor was able to find his way to the catacombs rather quickly and make a hard landing. Connor hid his wings and pulled out his Ninjato, he had no idea what was going down in there but was making sure he was ready.....

Spoiler: OOC

ya, bad post but I really can't think of anything good until later in the day

 

[Azraellod]

Sylvester wasn't sure what to think. by some apparent miracle he hadn't been seen by the large vampiric creature that he now recognised as the one who had banned him from the gambling tables. the creature had unsheathed a sword of some kind and seemed about to enter the tunnel.

the only possibilities that occurred to Sylvester were that Connor was really short sighted, or that he simply didn't care about his presence. standing 5 feet from the tunnel entrance, not bothering to conceal himself, he was sure he should have been seen.

then the sound of a trap echoed through the tunnel.

huh? he seemed too careful to fall into any of the traps there. why would this happen?

confused and unable to investigate, Sylvester was forced to wait things out again. at least until Connor went away...

 

[Jav3lin]

Alencian found himself on the floor.
God fucking damn it! I don't have time for this nonsense!
He pulled his feet up and picked up the paste.

As he neared the exit of the tunnel, he noticed that there was movement outside. He exited the tunnel only to be greeted by a man with glowing eyes and a strange looking vampire that looked ready for battle.

 

[Azraellod]

Sylvester thought fast. the arrival of Conner had complicated matters, and although he was strong in combat, against foes whom he knows little about he fought far better in one on one matches.

the only real options seemed to be to try and fight despite the conditions being different from what he planned, or try and run away. he doubted either would be inclined to negotiate with him, and even if it were possible, he would be ganged up on.

he decided to stand to one side, and watch the other two interact. it might not work, but the worst case scenario in the event of it not working was 2 on 1 against him, and he could probably get out of that...

 

[Jav3lin]

Get out of my way!
Alencian angrily stormed past the two gentlemen and drew his sword. He saw the gravedigger start to speedwalk out of his house. Alencian started running, and soon enough the man started running aswell.

COME BACK HERE YOU SLIMY GIT!

 

[SimpleChimp]

His next goal in the shopping district was to find pants, preferably armored, and a pair of light weight armor boots. Both these items he found at a store just down the street that offered clothes similar to earth clothes, but armored and enchanted for Otherworld. The store was ironically called "Lost in Otherearth". The pants he had found where a black version of his ACU pants (being that they had cargo pockets) but had armored inserts around the knee, thigh, hip, shin, and crotch area. Nothing to heavy, but the armor was sturdy and strong. The boots he picked up where best described as assassins boots, a light weight leather with smooth soles, and hidden sheaths for tiny blades, the only similarity it had with old world boots was the steel toes and reinforced heels. The boots came with an enchanted set of throwing knives, the owner explained, that would never run out. Murphy slide the throwing knife sheath into his newly acquired thief's belt, and casually threw out his old world clothes. The only thing he kept to remind himself of his past life was his dog tags.

He slipped the mask off his face with his thumbs (the only fingers not capped with the blades) and walked confidently into the street.

Well at least now i look like i belong here.

Spoiler: explanation

When i say his gloves are capped in blades, i do not mean that they are Freddy Kruger gloves, i just mean that they have about an inch long spike with a razor sharp edge. Kind of akin to cat claws. or tiger claws. Which ever is less gay.

That and the armor inserts in the pants, they are basically like grieves, the top part of the thigh is completely covered, so is the shin. The armor has a separation at the knee to make a knee pad, and it has a built in cup and armored hip protectors. The armor generally wraps around the entire front and sides of the legs, but leaves the back only protected by a hardened leather. This is all underneath normal looking cargo pants. Kind of like Sam Fisher in Splinter Cell, except with a black cloth mask, and spiked gloves.

 

[jad4400]

Cross didn't go far from the bar, he had stayed close enough to overhear Conner say "Hulian" and somthing about a graveyard. Cross had known Conner long enough to know that if Conner was freaked out about somthing, than it was bad.

Knowing that Conner might need some help, Cross hummed a chant and crossed himself, which fused his armour to his body and had him grow taller and stronger. Finally, he inscribed a small cross on the ground and placed his sword and sheild new to it. He was then able to manipulate their size and shape to be more approprite to his new physical size.

He quickly picked up his changed equipment and ran off to the graveyard. After running for about ten minuted, Cross found and opened catacomb and the unmistakable traks of somone who had made a hard landing as if they were flying. Cross entered the catacombs.