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Captain amBEER
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Name: Rusty Čapek Adiherszz
Level Of Immunity/Mutation [If Any]: Mid-level of immunity. She lost most of her left arm in a subway crash caused by Terrors, and has since fabricated a robotic replacement with the help of a former welder and a former scientist whom she caravaned with before both were killed. Several of the screws and bolts in the arm have been guilded with melted down silver jewelry. She has greatly increased strength in her punch due to her arm being metal, but she has lost some mobility and is very clumsy with her robotic hand.
Phys. Appearance: Average height and weight at 5'6" and 146 lbs, with brown hair streaked in faded pink and green that has long ago grown out. Gray eyes that require glasses for nearsightedness. Pierced ears and nose, all clear stones. Her back has a large tattoo of a snake swimming through waves and her left arm was ironically tattooed with a robot before it was amputated. Her legs are self-tattooed with various names, numbers, and symbols as reminders since the meteor hit.
Clothing: She wears mostly salvaged t-shirts and jeans under a gray duster coat (ankle length). She wears size 9 red chucks, scuffed and grass stained, with silver jewelry wire soldered in swirling patterns along the soles. She has thick brown plastic framed glasses and wears a twisted silver torq bracelet with green amber endings on her right wrist.
Personality Traits: she swears casually and doesn't speak conventionally, she is shy but becomes very open once trust is established (so much so that you forget she was ever shy), she loves music and machinery, she has a wacky and sometimes crude sense of humor. She prefers night over day, and has a dislike of dogs.
Habits: drumming fingers, picking at teeth, twisting nose stud and earrings
Age: 22
Backstory: Born the child of hipster parents, her mother a painter and sculpter and her father a professor of contemporary literature, she was raised fairly liberally in Virginia along with her three older sisters, Eigengrau (27, deceased), Cyprinidae (25, deceased), and Tesla (22, Terror) (all named by their mother after things and people which interested her). She worked in a used music store and frequently commuted from her antique Victorian by the bay into the city to visit the clubs and people watch. She was visiting her siter Eigengrau in New York when the meteor hit.
Notes: Rusty is named after Rusty Mars and Karel Čapek. Rusty Mars is a character in the 1985 sci-fi movie Radioactive Dreams, living a cannabilistic lifestyle aligned with the Hippie faction in a post-nuclear-apocalypse earth. Karel Čapek first used the word "robot" in his 1920 play Rossum's Universal Robots, though it was his brother Josef that coined the word for him. Just a fun fact.

Name: Luxord
Weapon(s): Cards
Element: Time
Personality: His mug is meaner than he is. When not on missions, he enjoys reading, relaxing with a nice gin and a cigarette, and playing cards/boardgames/darts. He has a soft spot for Demyx and kittens, both being generally helpless creatures. That doesn't mean he won't smash some heads when he needs to.
Appearance: Luxord
Biography: Before Luxord was "born", Archie Lourd grew up on the world Flashbulb in a London orphanage, picking pockets on the side and sneaking into gambling halls to watch gentlemen play black jack. In his spare time he also devoured books, loving the different settings and the words. He began fleecing unwitting tourists and gentry with games of chance and toyed with the idea of opening his own gaming hall, before deciding to immigrate to the United States, where he believed there was greater potential for profit. He secured work on a riverboat casino traveling along the Mississippi as a dealer at the black jack and faro tables, as well as a collector on debts (basically, he broke people's legs. biggrin ). Docked one night in New Orleans, he was sent out to collect on a debt and ran into some heartless. Thus, Luxord came into existence.
Love: Xigbar. It's probably the eyepatch.
Nobody: Gambler
Other: N/A


My name is: Calvin Fraser
On my birthday I was this many: 22
My heritage consists of: Who knows? Human, water demon, and whatever my mother slept with
I was born as: Male
My elemental control belongs to: Wind
The side I pledge my alliance to: Whatever side best serves my interests
The one I guard is: No one at the moment
I was born with these markings: Green flowers with spike like petals on shoulders. Balls of shoulders, not shoulder blades.
These are my abilities: Control of wind and air, ice shield (by bringing down breezes from clouds and clearing warm air from the area), levitation to the height of six feet.
I hurt people with these: Whirlwinds, tornadoes, maelstroms, gales, and my personal favorite, blowing someone into the air and watching them drop for the satisfying crunch > biggrin . Also, suffocation by evacuating air from around a person's face, but manipulation of air at such a minute scale is more taxing than strong winds. I don't see a lot of need for weaponry when I can create arrows of super-compacted air. :/ If weapons are needed, though, I'm right handy with a blade. > biggrin
This is how I act most of the time: I'm a master of games, I've got an excellent poker face. I'm good at reading people through their body language, and I never speak conventionally. I like to swear and use big words, deal with it. That's pretty much my personality in a nutshell, I do as I wish and I can't be bothered to care about your rules > biggrin . I'm not quite as mean as I sound, I do like kittens. I like both genders, and I'm not shy about it; that doesn't mean I use breezes to look up chick's skirts. :/ Somehow I end up being the comic relief of most situations, probably because things end up going the opposite of wonderful for me. I drink and I smoke, and I get a bit tetchy when I haven't had a cigarette in a while. If I'm reading a book, leave me alone, or I'm likely to punch you in your nose. I'm also quite the sneak, being able to walk on an inch of air does help for keeping one's feet silent.
Look in the mirror and this is what you see: Cold blue eyes in a square-jawed face, short white-blond hair and a scruffy goatee with slightly tanned skin. Ears are multipally pierced with silver rings. I prefer black, dark red, and dark blue clothing, usually three piece suits with an open ankle-length jacket and boots. The vest of the suit will usually have a pattern of gold or silver stars. I don't like to show skin, probably a throwback to growing up around so many half-naked women. :/
Here is my backstory: The son of a prostitute in a brothel catering to all humanoid species, I'm a mutt (my mother was mixed human and water demon, and my father might have had some reptilian in him) and a b*****d. My mother was good to me and tried to keep the more sordid details of her profession away from me. However, there is little place for children in a brothel, and the mistress said I'd better learn a profession or hit the bricks. My mother refused to let her son become a prostitute, and pushed me towards card games and gambling. I learned quickly, being a sharp mind, and soon began bringing in money for the brothel by running a gaming room where I dealt at Poker, Black Jack, and Faro (and all at the tender age of 12, bless me). My mother contracted something from one of the customers, and her death was not short, nor was it pretty. There was a lot of moaning and groaning and vomiting of blood. This happened around when I was eighteen, and it put me under such stress that my powers awoke. When my mother died, I left the brothel along with my possessions and a large sum that I reclaimed (ok, stole, but I earned it in the first place). Since then, I've been wandering.
This is another form I can take: A purple serpent with yellow eyes, green and orange stripes along the belly, and about 100 feet long (really, that's not as big as the number sounds). In serpent form I can fly (Oh yes, a giant flying snake! Without wings!) and my breath is a deadly miasma, but maintaining this form is extremely tiring, and so I only use it when there's little other choice.
Anything else of interest: Hmm. Nope.





 
 
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