Post by Red14 on Nov 8, 2007 21:06:44 GMT -5
Name: Alexander Lloyd
Age: 35 (looks-wise)
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Alignment: His friends
Power Level: 3 normally, In otherworld/or the spirit relm, 8
Timeline: Post Civil war - Modern/futuristic
Appearance:
Personality: Alex is very distant, often preferring to merely watch people talk instead of talking himself. Until one gets to know him Alex will only give short answers to questions and slims down explanations just so he won't need to talk much. Death is nothing to him, he has been around it for so long that he just shrugs it off, often not reacting when someone dies around him.Friendship is not easily achieved with him but once you have it, you will most likely never lose it. While playing his Chello he hears nothing else and is completely removed from reality.He enjoys the rain, often catching colds because he stands in it for too long.
History: Alex was raised in a large Eauropean town near Just outside of France. He was well educated due to his familie's vast riches, because of this high status Alex recieved one of the first Cellos produced, he took to it like a fish to water practicing it for recreational purposes, he even played in the streets creating a steady income for himself. After he became twenty years old he met a lovely young woman who he fell in love with. Two years later they became married. After One happy year together She contracted smallpox. Alex looked for a cure high and low but after a while he realised that it was to late, his wife was going to die and there was nothing he could do about it so, he picked up his cello and played at her bedside. For roughly two weeeks he played, trying to make her final moments as enjoyable as he could. She died, leaving him still playing. She was barried and he was striken with severe depression. For three days out of every week, he would take his cello to his wife's grave and play over her grave. Soon three days became four days, then five and soon the whole week. As he spent more and more time at the cemetary he began to actually see the souls of the dead, all the souls in the cemetary were clearly visible to him, except for one, his own wife's. Soon his servants began to die each swearing that Alex had not aged a day since his wife passed on. One Night while playing his cello a graverobber showed up stealing things from the buried corpses. Alex noticed the Graverobber and attempted to stop him, unfortunately the graverobber overpowered him and killed Alex by shooting him in the head. Alex woke up hours later, the graverobber's corpse a mangled corpse in front of him, the skull looked like it had been bored into using some sort of drill. Alex noticed the bullet in his hand, the same bullet he was shot with. He walked back to his cello and found it pulsing with a strange light. He looked at his wife's grave and picked up the cello's bow resuming his playing, he could see the graverobber now or his soul at least.
Soon, it became easy to see souls, he could even see the souls of the living.
During the Early 1800's Alex moved to New York, taking only his Cello with him, he still played in the streets, netting him a small amount of income. In order to increase his funds he began taking private gigs which payed a bit better. One night, a rich woman who fancied him hired him to play for her late at night. He began playing for her while she was in her bedroom. He sensed something strange about her, like she was looking for something. He looked at her soul and focused, the woman began to complain about a strange feeling in her chest. While gazing into her soul, it seemed to open up, allowing him to read it like a book, able to see all inside of it. He however felt something evil. He pressed onward, examining the evil in her heart. As he looked inside, he found something that startled him he saw Angela, his wife, standing inside all by herself.
Angela asked him something, she asked him "How are you my love?" Alex was so startled that he immediately stopped playing his cello and lost all forms of concentration, falling out of the chair he was in. He was sweating with both fear and happiness, fe finally found where his Wife had gone, this moment was very short lived however as he came to notice his client had dissapeared. He packed up his things and left, not noticing the bloody mess left in the bathroom.
Three years later the Civil war had begun, he had been drafted to fight on behalf on the union, he was terrible with firearms however and so only played his cello in medical tents in order to soothe doctors and soldiers who needed it. Alex saw more souls during this time than he had ever seen before, it was very depressing. One night a drunk soldier who had been shot in the arm began to abuse a nurse while Alex was on duty. Alex noticed this but was on strict orders not to stop playing his Cello, so he peered into the soldier's soul and looked into the dense evil that was there. Angela was there once again, she asked Alex a different question this time, she asked "Would you like my help dear?" Something in Alex's heart pulsed "Yes". Instantly Alex was peering into another relm. He seemed to have Omnipresence as he was able to view the landscape from every angle. The place was a series of corridorss that actually led nowhere, each turn was a left turn, meaning that the halls formed a square. Soon the soldier could be seen, yelling out "HEEEY! WHERE THE FUCK IS THIS?!" Angela appeared roughly two yards in front of him saying "Beware, this place is the depths of your soul, this is a projection of your being, and it is where you will perish." Angela dissapeared. Simultaneously a wall of flames appeared behind the soldier, he began to flee, running down the hall until he reached the end of the first corridor. He ran into the wall on account of his drunken condition at the exact moment he hit the wall bloody spikes protruded from it, impaling him in several places at once.
Alex stopped playing his Cello the soldier was collapsed on the ground gaping holes all over him. The Nurse screamed and Alex's Cello pulsed again, as it would long into the future...
Powers:
Souls: Alex can see souls and read into them easily, doing this causes a slight pain within an opponents chest.
Cello: Alex plays his Cello, all those who hear the sound are much more subject to any of his soul attacks.
Into Otherworld: Otherworld is the relm Alex brought the soldier into, it exissts only in a spiritual sense and will vary in looks from person to person. The components of the soul are what shape it's form. The relm itself has no power and can be destroyed, however if destroyed the soul also becomes destroyed
Angela, My love: Angela is the "demi-god" of otherworld, she follows the orders of Alex and can do many things while in other world. She can create monsters, replicate items or people in memories she can manipulate the enviornment minimally but too much manipulation causes the soul permanent harm. Angela can shapeshift and create Illusions she, however, can NEVER directly harm a person.
Sacrifice: Once every seven months Angele can bring Alex back to life by dragging him into his own otherworld and healing his wounds, this is how he survived dying that one time.
This is my otherworld: Alex drags the soul of another into his own otherworld, in this otherworld Angela has complete control of everything and can directly Harm others. Alex is also an entity in this world and if harmed will immediately lose concentration.
Transfer: All wounds in otherworld are sumultaneously and instantaneously inflicted as soon as otherworld is exited
Equipment:
His Cello: The Cello that Alex carries around actually carries no mystical propersies, the light emited when exiting otherworld is merely tons of energy transferred through his hands which is required to exit otherworld. All those who exit otherworld (that still live) will emit energy from their hands. It is a Normal Cello that can be broken if broken Alex will have a very difficult time getting into otherworld.
Bowie knife: Its a knife, stab stab
Weakness: Concentration, without it his attacks are useless.
Otherworld can be exited, but there are only two ways to do so. You could:
1: Take control of your soul and force Angela/ Alex out of it. This method isin't very difficult because you must remember they are only playing around in your characters soul, which explains why Angela is only the Demi-God, the holder of the soul is actually the God.
2.If you defeat Angela you will be thrown out of otherworld automatically
Extra: Multiple people can be pulled into otherworld so, it could be used as a way to create arenas for others to be battle
Done, I'm pretty sure at least, let me know what you all think!
Age: 35 (looks-wise)
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Alignment: His friends
Power Level: 3 normally, In otherworld/or the spirit relm, 8
Timeline: Post Civil war - Modern/futuristic
Appearance:
Personality: Alex is very distant, often preferring to merely watch people talk instead of talking himself. Until one gets to know him Alex will only give short answers to questions and slims down explanations just so he won't need to talk much. Death is nothing to him, he has been around it for so long that he just shrugs it off, often not reacting when someone dies around him.Friendship is not easily achieved with him but once you have it, you will most likely never lose it. While playing his Chello he hears nothing else and is completely removed from reality.He enjoys the rain, often catching colds because he stands in it for too long.
History: Alex was raised in a large Eauropean town near Just outside of France. He was well educated due to his familie's vast riches, because of this high status Alex recieved one of the first Cellos produced, he took to it like a fish to water practicing it for recreational purposes, he even played in the streets creating a steady income for himself. After he became twenty years old he met a lovely young woman who he fell in love with. Two years later they became married. After One happy year together She contracted smallpox. Alex looked for a cure high and low but after a while he realised that it was to late, his wife was going to die and there was nothing he could do about it so, he picked up his cello and played at her bedside. For roughly two weeeks he played, trying to make her final moments as enjoyable as he could. She died, leaving him still playing. She was barried and he was striken with severe depression. For three days out of every week, he would take his cello to his wife's grave and play over her grave. Soon three days became four days, then five and soon the whole week. As he spent more and more time at the cemetary he began to actually see the souls of the dead, all the souls in the cemetary were clearly visible to him, except for one, his own wife's. Soon his servants began to die each swearing that Alex had not aged a day since his wife passed on. One Night while playing his cello a graverobber showed up stealing things from the buried corpses. Alex noticed the Graverobber and attempted to stop him, unfortunately the graverobber overpowered him and killed Alex by shooting him in the head. Alex woke up hours later, the graverobber's corpse a mangled corpse in front of him, the skull looked like it had been bored into using some sort of drill. Alex noticed the bullet in his hand, the same bullet he was shot with. He walked back to his cello and found it pulsing with a strange light. He looked at his wife's grave and picked up the cello's bow resuming his playing, he could see the graverobber now or his soul at least.
Soon, it became easy to see souls, he could even see the souls of the living.
During the Early 1800's Alex moved to New York, taking only his Cello with him, he still played in the streets, netting him a small amount of income. In order to increase his funds he began taking private gigs which payed a bit better. One night, a rich woman who fancied him hired him to play for her late at night. He began playing for her while she was in her bedroom. He sensed something strange about her, like she was looking for something. He looked at her soul and focused, the woman began to complain about a strange feeling in her chest. While gazing into her soul, it seemed to open up, allowing him to read it like a book, able to see all inside of it. He however felt something evil. He pressed onward, examining the evil in her heart. As he looked inside, he found something that startled him he saw Angela, his wife, standing inside all by herself.
Angela asked him something, she asked him "How are you my love?" Alex was so startled that he immediately stopped playing his cello and lost all forms of concentration, falling out of the chair he was in. He was sweating with both fear and happiness, fe finally found where his Wife had gone, this moment was very short lived however as he came to notice his client had dissapeared. He packed up his things and left, not noticing the bloody mess left in the bathroom.
Three years later the Civil war had begun, he had been drafted to fight on behalf on the union, he was terrible with firearms however and so only played his cello in medical tents in order to soothe doctors and soldiers who needed it. Alex saw more souls during this time than he had ever seen before, it was very depressing. One night a drunk soldier who had been shot in the arm began to abuse a nurse while Alex was on duty. Alex noticed this but was on strict orders not to stop playing his Cello, so he peered into the soldier's soul and looked into the dense evil that was there. Angela was there once again, she asked Alex a different question this time, she asked "Would you like my help dear?" Something in Alex's heart pulsed "Yes". Instantly Alex was peering into another relm. He seemed to have Omnipresence as he was able to view the landscape from every angle. The place was a series of corridorss that actually led nowhere, each turn was a left turn, meaning that the halls formed a square. Soon the soldier could be seen, yelling out "HEEEY! WHERE THE FUCK IS THIS?!" Angela appeared roughly two yards in front of him saying "Beware, this place is the depths of your soul, this is a projection of your being, and it is where you will perish." Angela dissapeared. Simultaneously a wall of flames appeared behind the soldier, he began to flee, running down the hall until he reached the end of the first corridor. He ran into the wall on account of his drunken condition at the exact moment he hit the wall bloody spikes protruded from it, impaling him in several places at once.
Alex stopped playing his Cello the soldier was collapsed on the ground gaping holes all over him. The Nurse screamed and Alex's Cello pulsed again, as it would long into the future...
Powers:
Souls: Alex can see souls and read into them easily, doing this causes a slight pain within an opponents chest.
Cello: Alex plays his Cello, all those who hear the sound are much more subject to any of his soul attacks.
Into Otherworld: Otherworld is the relm Alex brought the soldier into, it exissts only in a spiritual sense and will vary in looks from person to person. The components of the soul are what shape it's form. The relm itself has no power and can be destroyed, however if destroyed the soul also becomes destroyed
Angela, My love: Angela is the "demi-god" of otherworld, she follows the orders of Alex and can do many things while in other world. She can create monsters, replicate items or people in memories she can manipulate the enviornment minimally but too much manipulation causes the soul permanent harm. Angela can shapeshift and create Illusions she, however, can NEVER directly harm a person.
Sacrifice: Once every seven months Angele can bring Alex back to life by dragging him into his own otherworld and healing his wounds, this is how he survived dying that one time.
This is my otherworld: Alex drags the soul of another into his own otherworld, in this otherworld Angela has complete control of everything and can directly Harm others. Alex is also an entity in this world and if harmed will immediately lose concentration.
Transfer: All wounds in otherworld are sumultaneously and instantaneously inflicted as soon as otherworld is exited
Equipment:
His Cello: The Cello that Alex carries around actually carries no mystical propersies, the light emited when exiting otherworld is merely tons of energy transferred through his hands which is required to exit otherworld. All those who exit otherworld (that still live) will emit energy from their hands. It is a Normal Cello that can be broken if broken Alex will have a very difficult time getting into otherworld.
Bowie knife: Its a knife, stab stab
Weakness: Concentration, without it his attacks are useless.
Otherworld can be exited, but there are only two ways to do so. You could:
1: Take control of your soul and force Angela/ Alex out of it. This method isin't very difficult because you must remember they are only playing around in your characters soul, which explains why Angela is only the Demi-God, the holder of the soul is actually the God.
2.If you defeat Angela you will be thrown out of otherworld automatically
Extra: Multiple people can be pulled into otherworld so, it could be used as a way to create arenas for others to be battle
Done, I'm pretty sure at least, let me know what you all think!