Author Topic: INHUMAN - Chapter Two: Seeing Red - Need Characters!  (Read 14774 times)

Accepted.  I'll tell you when to jump in.

Awesome!  You might want to give yourself a few reasonable items as well.  Additionally, feel free to create a player page and a character page on the Wikia.

Awesome!  You might want to give yourself a few reasonable items as well.  Additionally, feel free to create a player page and a character page on the Wikia.

Define a few reasonable items.

Re-did a piece of lore, added a vaporizer because I've never had a character who smokes.

Archie grabs his shirt, examining it for a few seconds, before putting it under his arm as well.

Character:
Name: Iknor (ee-nor) Freeman
Age: 24
Physical Description[/b: A black man with blue eyes isn't a very common occurrence. Reasonably toned and sculpted. He could be called handsome, except for a large metal exoskeleton grafted into his spine, limbs, and hand.
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Pockets: An incredibly old off-the-grid "smart" phone.
Backpack/Purse/Satchel: A single backsack with canned food, water, and a rope.
Weapons: He is his own weapon. His exoskeletal modifications not only give him extraordinary strengths but they also removed his left hand in favor of a material that can change its shape; usually the material keeps the form of a hand for convenience.
Body Modification: Exoskeleton embedded into his flesh, going from neck to tailbone, to thigh to calf, and from shoulder to hands. He also has a"malfunctioning" modification, that seems to "control" the exoskeleton (and Iknor) to a certain extent to protect him from situations of "high calculated risk". Said malfunctioning modification is a shape-shifting material at the end of a stub on his left arm. It is, according to the man who installed the modification, "linked to his subconscious". As of now, its in the shape of a hand.

(its very limited and rarely actually turns into a weapon)

Define a few reasonable items.
PD-9
A knife
Choose two.

Also perhaps some other useful items.  For instance, a wallet, some cash, etc.
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PD-9
A knife
Recommended: choose two.

Also perhaps some other useful items.  For instance, a wallet, some cash, etc.

Character:
Name: Iknor (ee-nor) Freeman
Age: 24
Physical Description[/b: A black man with blue eyes isn't a very common occurrence. Reasonably toned and sculpted. He could be called handsome, except for a large metal exoskeleton grafted into his spine, limbs, and hand.Body Modification: Exoskeleton embedded into his flesh, going from neck to tailbone, to thigh to calf, and from shoulder to hands. He also has a"malfunctioning" modification, that seems to "control" the exoskeleton (and Iknor) to a certain extent to protect him from situations of "high calculated risk". Said malfunctioning modification is a shape-shifting material at the end of a stub on his left arm. It is, according to the man who installed the modification, "linked to his subconscious". As of now, its in the shape of a hand.

(its very limited and rarely actually turns into a weapon)
given your rather lengthy and generally stuffty past, I'm going to need time to consider this one.  also, I'm going to give you time to consider a different modification.  it's not much of an "exoskeleton" if it's inside of him, and it's a bit much anyways (an entire exoskeleton that is).

Norum begins walking back to the door to leave, motioning the others to come with.

Daniel follows along, weaving across the armory through moving gang members and small crate stacks.

The goon from before stopped the group at the door, "Hold up," he said.

He took three small cylindrical objects from the table behind them -- ear pieces -- and gave one to each member of the group.  "Boss radioed down, said to give these to you so he could direct you."


Daniel took his, and nodded, popping it into his ear.

Norum takes one and inserts it into his nose ear.

Archie looks at his earpiece for a second, before connecting it to the deltoid of his prosthetic arm.

"Never used this thingy before, but the receiving nerves should wire up to my ears," he tells the goon.

Daniel rolled his jaw, and the earpiece came on.

"Can you hear me?" asked a familiar voice.

"Five by five," Daniel replied, sighing.

"Good, now, you're going to walk downstairs and head to this add-" the man began to say, before Daniel cut him off.

"Not so fast, old man.  We're going to a hospital first.  One of our men needs to be checked," he said, biting the inside of his cheek.

The man sighed, before replying, "Fine, just, don't take too long."

Daniel nodded, before walking out of the armory.  Just then, each ear piece gave a brief moment of feedback, before an unfamiliar, now female voice spoke.

"Can you hear me?"

"Who is this?" Daniel inquired, furrowing his brow.

"I will be your over-watch for this job. Call me- White, for now," the voice replies.

"What happened to the Lord of the Roaches or whatever?"