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 Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2017 9:04 am
Name: Slick Southpaw
Any other names: Slick, Slicky (by Jor), Southie (old family nickname)
Age:Looks about 27, about 300 years old, give or take a couple decades.
Sex:Male. But will change female when exposed to wine. All it takes is a single drop.
Species: Faun
Powers/special abilities: Above average marksmanship in axe throwing, but not supernatural.
Is a brawler when it comes to close combat. Like this guy.
Slick's speed is faster than average human's in short bursts, but due to bulk and carrying Jor, he's slower than most fauns. However, he's more of an endurance character and can travel at a decent click for long periods of time. In female form, Slick is a lot more lithe and a speedster, though upperbody strength is less than in male form. Female amazon, if you please.
Specializes in stringed instrument playing. Pipes are rarely used, if at all.
Main *power* is the ability to manipulate beings and environment through songs by singing, depending on theme of song and intent. It's limited by area size, willpower of individual and of course, ability to sing (can't sing, can't activate power unless he has a musical instrument at hand and then can only affect environment around him and not people). How much the song will affect a person is up to their character to decide, Slick merely uses the song, sounds and that music vibe as "suggestions" depending on the task at hand. He cannot forcibly control another character to dance or do things for him when he sings.
Primary environmental response is activation of thorny vines, which are summoned to create an area of effect. These last as long as Slick is singing. If he is in combat, he has to juggle "attack singing" and being able to fend off blows long enough to summon the vines. Since he's a large bloke and thus a massive target, he rather would engage in pure brawling instead of fight songs to promote ease of combat.
However, due to massive insecurity about masculinity and small horns, Slick normally does not sing unless it involved activating medical packs. The packs are able to activate by power of his voice and are able to repair most wounds by congealing the blood, re-knitting tissue, however it doesn't replace blood. If a character hemorrhages before Slick can get to him/her, then all he can do is attempt to stop the bleeding.
He has no knowledge of how to make these medical packs, but rather, buys them off of fairies. Often he has to pay exorbitant prices because they hate his guts.
Height:6'10"
Weight:280lbs
Physique: large frame, muscular build based on rough living and travels. His muscle distribution is even, not toned like a gym rat. Further details of Slick's physical abilities are listed here
Complexion:dark olive toned. Think Mediterranean
Hair:thick, black and curly
Eye color:black
Any other notable physical attributes:Small, stubby horns on forehead, hairy dude, has pointed ears, unshaven beard
-snake tattoo that only appears when Jor bites his skin. Tat stays for limited amount of time, usually being up for a day.
-scars on face that aren't noticeable unless you stare really hard at him.
-Secrets a scent based on stress/fear/lust. As a male, Slick smells like fresh earth and forest, and it is a musky scent. As a female, Slick smells like strawberries and honey.
-has bestial incisors. Smaller than a baboon's but similar in shape.
-thick skin that makes him more resistant to stabbings and claws.
Intelligence level:Slightly above average. Most of his knowledge is based on his travels and dealings with other mythological folk. He is trained as a medic and can do impromptu field medicine when necessary, though is limited when it comes to humans. Has a tendency to underestimate his own strength and regularly breaks things.
Due to looking like a gigantic brute, it's easy to mistake him for a simpleton, especially since his personality makes him somewhat of a "shoot first ask questions later" kind of guy. His jargon does not help him at all. Slick's lack of city know-how pegs him as a country bumpkin. He also has a distinct lack of familiarity with clothing, aside from a few choice pieces of armor. However, Slick possesses an animal-like instinct in combat and will use this in an effort to deal with a situation in a more unorthodox manner. Yes folks, he's a biter.
Mental condition:Sane, abides by his personal warrior code that had been established by his clan
Style of speech:questionably Scottish, though, really he barely sounds like he's speaking a form of English. Probably comes from speaking to trees too much.
Religion:pays homage to Pan, and has respect for Apollo in particular. Currently a member in Jor's cult.
Occupation:trained medic, but currently on -adventure status-, and relatively successful hitman for hire
Socioeconomic status:Fluctuates depending on whether or not he needs to stock up on medical supplies. He has some trinkets of value, but his mobile status has him place more emphasis on location and safety than material items.
Social status:---
Likes:Snakes, being vulgar, “collecting” various artifacts and mythological information, sexing up various beings, regardless of gender (c'mon, he's a faun!). Species doesn't bother him so long as it's not partial serpentine. That's Jor's territory. Also currently enjoying the company of a new demon companion, Flint Jakobs.
Dislikes:Cooked meals, especially meat. People clinging to him, anything that threatens his snake or tries to steal his stuff. Also despises most other fauns and hippies and feels like he needs to break the stereotype. Hates alchemists on sight because he feels they are responsible for decimating a good portion of his clan (faun horns are potent ingredients in alchemy), despite his apathy directed towards fellow fauns. Rather racist against centaurs due to having to fight for every square inch of his tiny plot of land that he called home in the forests by Bass'ken lake.
Personality:Slick has a blunt streak in him, and it usually gets him in trouble. If personalities clash, he will be the first to let you know. He's also insecure about the fact that his power is singing, which he finds to be a total opposite to his appearance and sense of self. Secretly petrified of wine because it makes him change into a female and forever hates Cpl Salus because of it. His manipulation tactics are usually limited to physical wrangling. Doesn't really play mind games but likes to confuse people.
Ambitions:Helping Jor regain his powers. His additional quest is to find a cure for his "condition."
Habits:Has a habit of tasting things to detect magical residue and its origin that he picked up from Jor, lighting up a cigar when anxious. He will also hum various tunes or play an instrument to cheer himself up. His humming and self-playing contains no magical elements.
Sexuality:omnisexual
Marital/relationship status:Married to Flint Jakobs. Somehow
stuck in bromance with Jor.
Known family/friends:
Flint Jakobs
Jor.
Cpl Salus
Eddie Nils
his mom.
Slick is the youngest of eight siblings. He has seven older sisters. In order from oldest to youngest, their names are: Sibylla, Sacha, Sadb, Seirian, Szilvia (aka Siv), Sudárka (aka Suda), and Sebe.
Relationship to family/friends: Has a deceased son named Skor, who was killed by alchemists for faun horns and reason why he has hate for alchemy.
Corporal Salus was a friend when not actively trying to kill Slick for trying to steal her goods, tops, or women.
Currently in exile due to picking up a stringed instrument, which is seen as slander against the god, Pan instead of playing the pipes. His affiliation with Jor does not help his status as fauns are mistrustful of gods from other regions of the world and when he converted to Jor's cult, he was completely excommunicated from his clan.
Slick's ma is pretty much the only family member that is tolerant of the unusual relationship Slick is courting right now. The rest of the siblings are furious and have gone so far as to ban him from seeing his nephew and nieces. Their current stance is that his relationship is rejecting the forest pact that gives fauns their unusual abilities as well as their time honored stance of being stewards and caretakers of the forest. Every time a nymph is born, another tree grows. When nymphs and fauns mate, it allows the forest to swell in strength and diversity as well as expand its flora borders.
Brief history:Jor is essentially a very stripped down cursed version of the snake god Jormandger, and both are hailing from one of the parallel universes that were unnamed, but affected by the His dark Materials series.
Anything else: Slick has a massive fear of wine. All it takes is a drop. He will gladly face hordes of undead, demons, angry centaurs, whatever, but when it comes to wine, he is petrified. He has a bit of a masculinity complex, despite his great height and muscle bound girth. Years of taunting in the faun clans had an effect on him for having small horns. In faun culture, horn sizes were commonly linked to levels of masculinity, virility, and well, just having a big enough dong to please the ladies.
While Slick's various exploits have proven otherwise, it still bothers him immensely that he is not 'masculine enough', despite being exiled from his clan for picking up a stringed instruments instead of the traditional pipes.
After a fateful encounter with Corporal Salus that involved landing in a pile of highly magical estrogen filled mud, Slick had never been able to shake its effects off completely. He reverts to female form when exposed to wine after the deepest effects were cemented in Salus's fortress. So far the only reliable method he has found to turn himself male involves wrestling grizzly bears and ripping its heart out. By consuming the beating heart, he is able to return back to his male form. The oddly specific limits of his abilities to switch back between genders bothers him immensely and would rather endure torture than deal with switching. Switching itself is an excrutiatingly painful process as it involves extremely rapid realignment of the bones, skin, hair, and adjustment in muscle structures as well as organ restructuring (aka Male Slick literally becomes a female, down to the cellular level).
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2017 9:06 am
Name: Jörmungandr
Any other names: commonly referred to as "Jor" for short, once called Damballah, but secretly despises it because it reminds him that he was cast out
Age:estimated to be around 3000 years old
Sex:male
Species:Current reincarnation is an exceptionally large boa constrictor with anaconda-like characteristics
Powers/special abilities:
-ability to speak
-can consume various types of solid matter with little fear of poisoning or explosions
-has a supernatural storage facility inside his belly. Meaning, he can keep souls from going anywhere if he consumes a living being(s) quickly enough. He also has a large hoard of treasure hidden in his depths
-accelerated digestion, digestive enzymes in saliva that will automatically begin breaking down proteins in organic matter. It is acidic enough to wear down on metal, but Jor has to be clamped down on it for a ridiculous amount of time, and therefore is practically never used unless cornered by some kind of robotic person/creature/thing.
-reincarnation (if killed, he will regenerated into another species of snake at random, but only if the proper words are said over his corpse within a certain amount of time. Memories will still be retained as long as chants are done quickly)
Mark of the Snake God
This is the tattoo that Jor bestows on all cult followers. It is a magical, living sort of entity though it responds primarily to sensations of the supernatural. However, its effects vary depending on the species and willpower. Jor cannot force his followers to bend to his will, nor does he care to. Instead, he prefers to encourage them through various methods. Depending on how fond of the follower he is, the encouraging will be a form of gentle mental suggestion, an idea or it can be actively cruel and burn and bite, as in the case of Zeren.
Any member of the cult can relish in the fact that this gives Jor automatic knowledge of where they are located because their soul is bound to the mark. He can also sense what a follower is talking about, if he focuses hard enough, and this itself is limited by distance and species as well as freshness of the mark.
HeightLength: 13ft
Weight:110 lbs
Physique: thick musclebound snake
Eye color:Golden yellow with green and black flecks
Any other notable physical attributes:
Common Passive Abilities
Acidic Saliva: Jor’s saliva contains enzymes that are particularly sensitive to organic materials. When biting, this will cause flesh to slowly burn due to breakdown. For living beings only. His saliva has little effect on metals unless he clamped down and drooled all day on them.
Serpentine Vision: Jor has two methods of seeing. Like most snakes, he cannot see in color, but he has excellent depth perception and crystal clear vision. However, as a constrictor, he has a secondary ability to see heat sources and is unaffected by darkness as a result. This allows him to sense hidden individuals by sight alone, which is different from his sense of smell. A body would have to remain at the temperature of the environment in order to remain undetected by his heat vision, and any slight fluctuation would alert him to a potential enemy
Snake Scenting: When Jor flicks his tongue he is able to detect the natural body odors of living things as well as magical essence and machines. Hidden individuals that are able to evade this would need to have another scent to mask their own, and make sure it matches their body heat. Jor can identify various species by heat vision and scenting them out, and irregularities would arouse suspicion.
Crunch: Jor can extent his mouth a whopping 150º when biting. As a constrictor, he is non-venomous. Teeth are not hollow, but solid. However, when not in use, they lie flat to prevent self-mutilation as the teeth are large enough to puncture the bottom of its mouth, and curve inward to allow prey to be pulled in. However, Jor will not attempt to eat a thrashing live individual; instead he will work on slowly crushing his victims so he can eat in peace.
More on abilities can be found in his brawler profile, including descriptions of defense, strength, and speed capacity as well as fighting tactics.
Intelligence level:Extremely intelligent, but has difficulties with non-serpentine creatures, and so appears more primitive. Doesn't remember names except for Slick's and usually refers to other beings by their species and one designated attribute. Vast wealth of knowledge about mythological creatures.
Mental condition:*questionable*
Style of speech:Snarky at times, but resorts to a typical snake accent when startled or very excited. Tends to repeat himself with nouns. His manner of speaking is ridiculous and sounds as if someone is not quite all there.
Religion: Serpent Worship of course. Explore the beginning of his mythology here
Occupation: Claims to be a former god that the Serpentine Priestesses once worshiped and wishes to restore his divinity as a deity. Currently acts as a mythological consultant and conscious to Slick during travels, but recently has been bumped to the third wheel
Socioeconomic status: he hoards souls like they're going out of style, and his belly is a treasure trove that would make pirates green with envy
Social status:---
Likes:female serpentine anything, priestesses,, Slick, eating people that annoy him or threaten Slick, and learning about other fallen gods. Oh and snuggling. Just because one was once a feared god doesn't mean cuddle time is out of the picture!
He also loves to cook. He will eat raw of course, but often tries to bully Slick into cooking various meats and is often conflicted by his lack of hands and ordering people to follow his instructions.
Dislikes: Anyone who threatens Slick, Swords, hammers, vampires, things he cannot eat, rivals to his deity status and being stereotyped. Also hates being addressed as anything but Jor unless in the middle of some sacred ceremony.
Personality: While self-absorbed in trying to regain his divinity, Jor often notices things that Slick doesn't pick up on, such as taking care of others or sensing when someone needs to be talked to differently. He also is a magnificent cockblocker when Slick is trying to get busy with the ladies, usually to keep Slick focused on the job at hand. Especially since Slick isn't really keen on interfering with what attracts Jor. Being a primitive former god stripped of all but a few powers, Jor can be highly defensive when it comes to dealing with snake like things and sometimes struggles between his intelligence verses resorting to caving into his instincts as he is stuck in mortal flesh. Even so, he still has a better sense of self and morals than Slick does, and often tries to "guide" him in the right path. But it isn't selfless action, but a vain attempt to gain enough karma that he can overcome his current state.
Ambitions: To restore his divinity and be worshiped as a god again.
Habits:Usually is quiet when meeting strangers and acts as a dumb snake to help Slick pick up valuable information. However, he usually can't stay silent for long, especially if there is a lady to snuggle up to or an annoyingly aggressive male nearby and he can't resist attempting a witty remark. Plain curiosity will get him to talk too. He also likes observing people and doesn't understand boundaries, and often will invade them when feeling a compulsion to snuggle.
After eating, Jor is compelled to take a nap to speed digestion.
Sexuality: strait snake
Marital/relationship status: bro mance with Slick, currently missing a certain rainbow snake
Known family/friends: Slick, Eddie Nils
Relationship to family/friends: Currently claims Nils and Zeren as a follower. Slick is considered a cult follower as well, though with more leniency since he has been with Jor the longest.
Brief history:Jor is extremely loyal to Slick, as the faun was the first creature that had dared to rescue him from his earthly prison under the Mana tree. Since Slick is the only one that can activate the chant of rebirth for him, he is convinced that Slick will be the one to return him to his former god-like glory.
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