See you on the beach! NPF RP Interest Thread!

[Menarker]

Sorry, had changed my mind (realized I won't have as much time as I thought I would) and didn't want it to distract you or anyone else.
Let someone else play a discount hobo ninja. =3

[Arhra]

Alright, thanks for letting me know.

[PyrosNine]

Name: Red Hand Gaarv
Concept: A very Pathfinder-Esque Witch, self styled as a Red Mage.
Description: The son of a Varisian human noble and a respected daughter of the Woods, Gaarv is a first generation Half-Elf of infamous repute, seeing as his father was the local Don Juanf frittering his family's respectability and money in the red light district and attempting to get into skirts at every high society soiree. His mother was an Elven sorceress from a family of high reknown, who unfortunately had a weak tolerance for Alcohol stuffed with a cocktail of sleeping draughts.

Gaarv fortunately was found to lack his father's "charisma" but unfortunately fails to possess the grace and wisdom and inner peace of his pureblood Elven mother.

Especially since's he's a pyromaniac.

After "accidentally" burning down a Wizard's college library (no small feat in of itself, considering how many anti-fire spells in such a place), Gaarv set off on his own in the world, and began developing Witch magic, a kind of magical skill that is learned gradually and yet instinctively from a mysterious otherworldly patron.

Since becoming an "adventurer", Gaarv has gained a good deal of fame and prestige, and become recorded as having a great many magical tricks and abilities of varying type, and being a force to reckon with when he uses his great intellect to use them all.

Appearance:
A picture is worth a thousand words I don't have to type! But Gaarv is a pretty, pretty, pretty man, offset by his general lack of personality and awkward habits. Long straight white hair that goes down to his back, piercing brown eyes that tend to glow RED when he's particularly observant, scary, or is seeing something burn.
Bright red outfit with white trim and cuffs, a red cape, and a red feathered cap.....Dresses like a Red Mage!


Personality: Gaarv is a jerkass. In fact, Gaarv often comes off as an almost sociopathic mage, due to his distinct lack of care over whether or not certain individuals are on fire and the finer points of "heroism." While not exactly a sociopath, Gaarv is in fact extremely apathetic when not given suitable mental exercise or objects of distraction. If something's not on fire or doesn't present a mental challenge, Gaarv doesn't really care. So Gaarv is an apathetic Jerkass. However, Gaarv does have his nicer side, as he is unwilling to allow any companions of his die, and will alway more or less attempt to do the right then when given a choice between "evil and "good" . So Gaarv is an apathetic jerkass with a heart of gold. But mostly a jerkass.

Did I mention he's a Pyromaniac?

Abilities: As a witch, Gaarv has a series of "hexes" innate supernatural powers that bestow gifts and abilities to Gaarv outside his spellcasting ability. Of current, Gaarv can fly unaided, Put a person to sleep from 30 feet away, bless a person with luck, speak any language, heal a person with a single touch, and laugh maniacally.

Gaarv also never has to worry about unfortunate things like "spell components", and can cast Burning Hands three times a day at will, and teleport via firey explosion.

His Spellbook holds spells that range from Fire spells, to enchantments, to shooting Flippin' lightning. Gaarv is still very much a Red Mage, though not quite a Mauve Mage.

Equipment: Gaarv keeps a magic elven rapier on hand and a shortbow, just incase people forget he's got elvish blood in him, but his real tricks come from his notable loot:

Hat of Greater Disguise: Gaarv's red mage cap is actually a hat of disguise, as red mage feathered caps are hard to find in Pathfinder. His allows him to alter his physical shape at will, assuming he has a piece of a member of that humanoid person or race's hair or clothing.
Currently Gaarv can become:
A female greatsword from some other RP.
An AluDemon, a type of Succubus Tiefling.
A Harpy
A Catgirl
A male drow underdark Ranger.

Coin of Lust: Can flip the coin and get heads or tails question of the future, or use it to put a magical suggestion in the head of an unsuspecting target.

Cape of Flames: Gaarv is highly resistant to irony.

Vengeance the Ferret: Gaarv's Familiar, a ferret that claims to be the patron of Vengeance trapped in a ferret body. Poops in shoes and is the proverbial devil on Gaarv's left shoulder, telling him to burn things.


Name: Senna Ryu
Concept: A Tiefling Ninja, Gaarv's Sister and lifelong rival.
Description: Gaarv's half-sister, born from a man falling easy, easy, easy prey to a Succubus incognito at High Society soiree's and capable of holding her liquor and sedatives. Despite being the daughter of a noble and a demon, she has no real connection to either of them, having been shipped off in a box as a small child and delivered to a cut throat Ninja village in Tian as part of a ponzi "Upper Society Ninja Assasin boarding school scheme.", where she was used as raw meat and target practice by the fledgeling ninjas of that highly mercenary clan. After proving difficult to kill and learning a thing or two about "bloody murder", Senna Ryu was one of the few survivors of the lost "children's ninja pilgrimage" to walk out of there clad in black and swinging a scythe and chain.

Since becoming a full fledged ninja in training, she has accidentally been shanghaied into joining a pirate crew, shipwrecked, and had an unfortunate encounter with tentacle monsters from the depths. She has noticed that she has particularly terrible luck, and has rolled more proverbial 1's than ever thought possible.

Seeks out a way to head home, and it seems Gaarv has come out to meet her.

Appearance: Senna has 1/2 the succubusian face and body (and horns) of her mother, making her strikingly attractive by human standards, but also has charcoal colored skin, bright red eyes, and an annoyed scowl on her face 24/7, that is visible even when she has her face covered. Her hair is red, and she tends to wear a sleeveless black leather ninja armor not unlike the Hayabusa Legendary Black Falcon Armor, with an added black scarf/muffler.

Personality: Senna is a quiet person who does not speak english well, and this tends to mask her personality quirks, as compared to her brother the perpetually apathetic, she is always annoyed: Why can't she just assassinate the target? Why do monsters always spawn right next to her? Why can Barbarians climb faster than her just because they're angry? Why is the last bottle of Sake sold out?
Furthermore, she is not completely interested in any kind of morality, beyond what benefits her most in the long run, going mostly neutral. She also tends to exaggerate her ninja-ness, as people tend to just think she's a tiefling rogue like all the others, and will most often end conversations, tasks, and actions with a backflip into shadows.

...Has a strange infatuation with doing a midair double kick and yelling "Rider kick!"

Abilities: As a tiefling, she can magically create a field of darkness around her for 15 feet, which her own darkvision can allow her to see through easily.

Her specialty is Ninja Kenpo, an islander mix of Chinese monk Kung Fu and Ryuken island Karate, which dishes out pulverizing punches and kicks, but quick and agile dodges and counterattacks, and can unleash a "Flurry of Blows." Using weapons is for chumps who can't punch through solid metal.

She can also Throw Anything as a lethal implement, from driftwood to chairs to cows.

Her KI Abilities are fairly simple, as a beginner, being able to run up straight inclines, on top of smoke and water, and vanish instantly.

Equipment: Despite being able to punch out most anything with relative ease, Senna carries a kama(scythe/sickle) and chain, a scythe with a long chain and a heavy weighted knife on the other end, that she can use as a whip and a long range knife, much like a daggertail.

She also wears on her back and can throw a a Returning Starknife, also known as a Fuma Shuriken, which is a 3 foot diameter throwing knife that can be used as a melee weapon or thrown for massive damage. It's enchanted to return to her like a boomerang, and can carry "essences", being set ablaze by fire and electrified by electricity that it can release as a payload.

She is also equipped with Shit Luck, a curse borne from being a Ninja on a Pirate Ship.

[Arhra]

Why paint me red and call me a tanar'ri, welcome to the seaside Pyros!

One question: How does a greatsword have a gender?

Another question just for general curiosity: considering a beach costume change later?

For everyone, a glimpse at onrushing plot:

The Beach Carnival is only two days away and approaching at maximum speed (one second per second)! Tropical banquets, music and dance! Sunbathing and sandcastles! Competitions and beach volleyball! But there's been delays and the organisers are getting frantic!

What is going on with all these accidents, missing people, rigged contests, spoiled food and huge party of strange guests arriving? Bad luck? Anger of the gods? Sabotage?! If people don't act, it could ruin everything.

[Overcast]

Name: Alastor

Concept: Morally ambiguous psyker.

Description: Alastor was born in another world, to parents in a dark slum full of mutants, rogue wizards, and mad scientists. His parents were killed by said mutants at an early age traumatizing him heartily enough to awaken latent psyker skill which allowed him conveniently immediate vengeance, but unfortunately also left him somewhat lacking in purpose. He turned mostly upon his new abilities to sate him, growing an addiction to the acquisition and mastery of power, and was inevitably recruited to a secret cabal of necromantic merchants who found his ideals matching with their own. After a few small missions he took off on an adventure which would see him killing a god of disasters, felling a massive necromantic beast, freeing a god of shadows, and meeting good friends whom taught him a conscience and further purpose in his life. Then he was killed, and his friends who he trusted so much figured he was better off dead because he burned down a small section of forest in a rage against an enemy.

By good fortune it seems the river of souls that one swims out of the world has an undercurrent to the beach.

Appearance: Alastor is hilariously ugly. His hair is ratty, oily, dirty, long and consistently disheveled; his skin is marred with scars, minor burns, blemishes and it doesn't seem to fit quite right especially on his face; his eyes are too big, consistently bloodshot, and seem to stare for too long before blinking; his teeth are crooked, yellow, and disturbingly large; his nails are unclean, long, and not well maintained; his form is unhealthily gaunt and short; and his demeanor is that of one whom seems to have an incurable sickness with consistent hacking, sneazing and wheezing.

Personality: Ignoring his hilariously ugly form, Al is actually a fairly agreeable person to speak with. He is confident in himself, and likes to have others be confident around him. He is extroverted and enjoys a conversation of any minor interests, particularly that of morality. He is fond of gallows humor and is prone to playful jabs on others character. He is amusedly unphazed by his own horrific appearance, and is very fond of playing it up for humorous reasons. In combat he can seem a little bit insane as he is consumed with the ecstatic feeling of channeling psychic power, but all in all people seem to like him once they get past his image.

Abilities: Al is a master of the psychic control of energy, in particular the forms of electricity, fire, and cold. At will he can summon massive storms of lightning or flame, he can force energy to dissipate and create glacial cold in a vicinity, he can also remove all these things forcing energy neutrality, he can convert energy forms from one to another turning flame to electricity to pure cold, he can directly control fire, cold, or electricity and force it along specific paths, he can manifest bolts of lightning from his fingertips and make shields of pure energy or create absolute immunity to fire, electricity, or cold around himself and others.

Due to the way Al controls his power over energy he actually cannot kill anyone that has sentience and sapience. Only reduce them to unconsciousness or stasis. His powers also occasionally backfire on him.

Al is also a capable Oneirokinetic, capable of entering into dreams, creating nightmares, stopping nightmares, or sending messages between dreaming individuals.

Al has a connection to a negative version of Ki known as Nemesis, and his connection to it means that he no longer needs to sleep, eat, and does not bleed. He still does the first two out of hedonism.

Equipment: A set of ratty robes, a pair of swimming trunks he didn't have before, a pair of glasses with ruby crystal lenses, a pair of swimming goggles also with ruby lenses, and a golden staff shaped like an eastern dragon with a crystal in its jaw.

[PyrosNine]

Originally Posted by Arhra

Why paint me red and call me a tanar'ri, welcome to the seaside Pyros!

One question: How does a greatsword have a gender?
Greatsword as in GreatSword Wielder.

Another question just for general curiosity: considering a beach costume change later?

Hat of Disguise is made for dramatic and convenient costume changes!

And Sennais more or less just wearing a slightly armored fullbody ninja swimsuit. Her luck would have to be crap to be caught dead or alive wearing a bikini or something girly and non-ninja.

[mauve]

Name: Jimmy Stevens

Concept: Space soldier dropout.

Description: There are those brave men and women who risk their lives to explore and defend the galaxy from evil. They recieve the best in combat training and wilderness survival--wilderness both on solid land and the icy depths of space. Masters of weaponry and living as one with their futuristic combat suits, they represent the best that sentient life in the galaxy has to offer.

And then there are the soldiers of the evil villain who end up as cannon fodder for those well-trained, well-armed people. Jimmy was one of those. And then he quit. And by "quit" he means "decided not to show up to work one day and hoped everyone would assume he died."

Appearance: Depressingly generic: an all-too common descriptor for standard combat minions. He has brown eyes and brown, military-cut hair, the same general height and build of every other soldier minion in the entire evil army (so they can reuse armor. Talk about cheap.) and not a single badass facial scar or tattoo to speak of. He has a constant five-o-clock shadow because why the hell not.

Personality: Paranoid. He still worries about heroes showing up with their unfairly accurate weaponry and helmets that don't restrict their vision to laughable levels, or monsters looking for an expendable snack, or his commanding officer tracking him down and making him serve a tour of duty on the horrible swamp planet as punishment for going AWOL. He's also quite lazy, however.It's a beach, dammit: he's off duty and he wants to enjoy his exile while he can!

Abilities: Wandering into danger: If something bad is going to happen, he'll be the first one there but the last one to realize it. He's a magnet for bad luck.
Evil Space Military Training: As good as you can expect from a standard issue space-war-minion.
Moving Target: He's a good guy to have on your team since enemies tend to instinctively aim for him.How is he even still alive?!

Equipment: Space Soldier Armor, sans Helmet, in matte-finish black. It's minion armor so it's not that great, but he guesses it's better than nothing. He pawned the helmet off for booze money, so at least he doesn't have to worry about being visually impaired by it.

Blaster rifle: Pew pew. Sometimes he even hits his targets with it.

[Steel Shadow]

Character the one:

Name: G- Atric. Atric... Daysun.

Concept: A simple farmer of... farming... things.. Semara help me out here, I was raised on a city island.

Description: Just a simple man here on vacation. Nothing sinister about any of that. I hear this resort has lovely swimming pools! No sharkmen or weird... Orca... things at all. Or floating cities. So quaint!

Appearance: Actually rather forgettable! Not that there's any reason to remember him of course, but his features are plain, in a rather general way. He has dark hair and is usually clean shaven... But you'd have to get him to take off his hood to see that, and he rarely, if ever, does that.

Personality: COMPLETELY UNSUSPICIOUS. But also easy going and generous, especially if you do those drinks with umbrellas, those are handy little things.

Abilities:
Not-a-thief: He's not a thief! Really! Why, the very insinuation, Sir/Madam! I hope you brought something to back this slanderous accusation up, or I shall be taking it up with the upper management!

Guy Incognito: He doesn't really draw attention. He's just a guy, having a good time. What's wrong with that? Guy Incognito most definitely did not save the world from a zombie plague, find a missing Empress or shoot a prince in the sun.

Ace Shot: He took a few self defense and archery lessons back in... School? School. That was a thing that he did.

Missed: Atric does not get hit by things. It simply does not happen.

Equipment: Well, nothing special. Just this concealing cloak, really. Oh, it's just comfortable, I got used to wearing it, that's all. Nothing else.

... Oh, I suppose this bow. Maybe. It's got sentimental value, y'know? Ah, I wouldn't touch it, it's quite heavy. Yes, I know black metal's an unusual material to make a bow from, but- Hm? Uh... No. No, I don't hear any ghostly whispering of the damned. What an odd question.

Ah, you noticed my bracers? Really, they're just heirlooms. I know they look golden, but... they're not. Same with this medallion, really. It certainly does not allow me to walk through walls, that would be ridiculous. I don't know why I'm bringing that up.

And don't open that case. There is no Power Armour in there and if there was it'd kill your face for disturbing it. I mean- It... Wouldn't do that. Because it's not there... Damnit, I was so much better at lying before I started hanging out with those people.

Just forget I said anything.

[Arhra]

Originally Posted by PyrosNine

Hat of Disguise is made for dramatic and convenient costume changes!

And Sennais more or less just wearing a slightly armored fullbody ninja swimsuit. Her luck would have to be crap to be caught dead or alive wearing a bikini or something girly and non-ninja.

Yes. Surely such an event would be too extreme.

Overcast: Did you know that in Jungian psychology the anima is the totality of the unconscious feminine psychological qualities that a male possesses?

Mauve: I'm glad Jimmy decided against reporting for duty!

Steel: A fine unassuming young fellow you've chosen, sun.

[Arhra]

Should be starting by the end of the week!

Prepare for surf and drinks with little umbrellas in them!