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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jack of Tales" data-source="post: 4187443" data-attributes="member: 59475">You might be stepping on more then a few toes with that broad range, my friend. I think the intent is to have unique characters and since I know at least on other (Sorry I didn't read all your sheets so I only know what's been said in the OOC since Jemal came back) has a form of element control you make her more then useless. Not really fair for that player o.o. Not only can you use all the elements but you can create them all also.EDIT: on a side note, since create object is in the array you won't actually be able to do anything with the elements you create...Here's concept art I found for the character<img src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q257/Kyoko081093/Anime%20Emo/gothgirl5.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />It's a Pirate's Life for Me[sblock]It’s a Pirate’s Life for MeDo you remember when you were a kid and would have those arguments about who’s parents were cooler? It was always “My dad’s a fireman” or “My dad’s a lawyer.” Well I always wondered what I’d say if asked, “My dad’s a pirate.” I doubt anyone would have believed me. You see, he doesn’t look like a pirate. He’s a little gruff around the edges but has two good eyes and no peg legs. He does carry around a ‘trumpet’ case with him everywhere so he looks more like a musician. That’s where he keeps Chicory, his favorite rifle. My mother was a poor soul who thought it would be fun to tag along with pirates for awhile. She got bored eventually and left me when I was five to my father and the crew. I became fairly numb to pain and suffering; after watching Dad shoot up so many boats. “Never leave the crews alive. It just gets you caught.” Good ol’ dad, he was full of advice like that.I had no idea I even was a mutant until a year ago. It was a damn brutal fight. I was only fourteen then, but knew how to use a gun as well as any of the crew. Dad was training me to replace him when he passed away. I didn’t kill anyone though, just shot up walls and waved around the gun. Somehow I just could never stomach the thought.Unfortunately, the people we were raiding didn’t seem to feel the same way. One of them shot me in the leg and started speaking in Russian to his friend. They started to come toward me and I couldn’t reach the pistol which had fallen out of my hand. I started to call for dad but knew it was too late. I looked at the men and only knew that I wanted them to be hurt. To leave me alone. With that thought the blood pooling in my shoe crawled up my leg and shot out at the man who had shot me. It speared him through the heart before cutting up the second man. I was amazed and frightened but filled with adrenaline. I managed to walk/limp my way back to the crew toting a whip made out of my own blood! I showed off by beating a few of the crew that were staring at me funny.Dad was so proud! He said that having a mutant on board would be a great way of getting an edge on competition. We experimented with small amounts of other’s blood but it never seemed to work. I could only manipulate my own. It felt like an extension of me and just did what I wanted it to. I could make whips, swords and other shapes. I found that I could even make it acidic! So…that’s my story I suppose. Oh, how did I get here? I forgot to tell you! That was a blast![/sblock]An Angel Comes and getting into america [sblock]An Angel ComesI was sunbathing on the deck just relaxing in the Mediterranean sun. It was a beautiful day and the breeze was great. It’s actually quite fun to live on a ship for most of your life. You learn to really love the sea. Well a shadow fell over me and I assumed it was a bird, but it started to get bigger. I immediately went for the knife under the chair (Another of Dad’s sayings is to never be without a weapon.) I looked up and there was this gorgeous man with wings right there! Apparently the Professor found out about me through Cerebro and he sent Angel to investigate. Anyway, this guy with wings is there right? Well he didn’t do his homework. Who the hell goes up to a pirate ship like that! Two of the guys, Phillip and Rahaj, immediately run up to protect me. “If she get’s hurt I’ll castrate you all, Dad always says.” They start pointing the assault rifles at him and yelling at him to put his hands up, asking who he is and all this other stuff. But you see, they were asking in Greek since that’s where they’re from. I guess no one told Warren that we weren’t English? So here we all are yelling around and I finally get them to put the guns down. I’m the only one on the ship besides Dad who knew English and this guy was obviously an American and a mutant like me. When he tells me he’s there to offer to take me to a boarding school I got really excited. A place to learn how to use my powers? And to actually meet other kids? And it was free! We went to get dad and talked for a few hours. Finally it was decided to send me back with him…and so here I am.SmugglingSo Dad convinced me to bring a small number of my own personal stash with me. Nothing too dangerous, just tools to help me use my powers mostly. First there’s my shortsword which I keep in a spine sheath that is hid pretty easily by my shirt. Then there’s Dad’s present, a survival knife, which I usually leave in the room. I keep my switchblade in my pocket and also brought a bandolier of throwing daggers. I usually strap one throwing dagger under each arm hidden by my arm warmers. It wouldn’t do to let anyone know I brought most of these. Roommate Profile FormName: Lyli AlderidgeNationality: Caucasian What the heck is that? *scribbles over the line                                       and writes “Scandinavian”How Messy or Clean are you:[ How can you define messiness with a                                            number? I want 100.Do you smoke?: I think that depends on who’s asking..isn’t my dad                                going to see this? NoWould you live with a smoker?: Aren’t we like, not old enough to smoke                                        in this country anyway? Silly Americans. Yes.Do you require disability services?: Is that like room service? Can I get                                       a doughnut? I’m freaking starving. No. Music: Rock They don’t have a spot for any dance? That’s lame.                  *scribbles in Dance next to Rock*Description: I have to describe myself? Wow filling these out is like going onto a dating site and looking for your very own stalker. Hi, My name is BigBimbo 180… My dad’s a pirate. Follow me around and he’ll kill you. Oh yea, I dyed my hair silver a few months ago, am about 5’ 5”, fifteen years old and like to swim. At Customs“Uhm, miss, how did you get that on the plane? How old are you? What are you doing?! DROP IT NOW! SECURITY! Holy <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />!”They forgot to tell me not to bring a rifle. I thought it was normal, back home you never get off the boat without a gun..On the planeAngel: “Uhm…what?”Lyli: “I didn’t say anything.”Angel: “You keep staring at me.”Lyli: “….”[/sblock] And now...I introduce Lyli Alderidge's build. If the GM feels it is all too dark I can make up another one. Just one more unused build to get thrown up on Atomic Think Tank lolAlthough not sure if I can do non-dark *blink* Just looked through the 10 character stories or so I've written and they're all so sad/tragic >Power Level: *upgraded to Pl 11 [180]Trade-Off: -2 Toughness/ +2 DefenseCharacters Name: Lyli AlderidgeAlternate Identity: Height: 5’ 5”Weight: 103Hair: Silver [dyed]Eyes: blueStats: 27 [25 to use]Str: 14 (+2)Dex: 14 (+2)Con: 21 (+5)Int: 10 (+0)Wis: 10 (+0)Cha: 18 (+4)Combat: (40) [35 here & saves]Attack: +9 (+11 melee)Defense: +11 (+13 total)Initiative: + 14Grapple:Saves: (20) Toughness: +9 (4 Defensive Roll, +5 Con)Fortitude: 5 (+10)Reflex: 10 (+12)Will: 5 (+5)Skills: 8 [20pp with feats]Acrobatics 8 (+10)Intimidate 12 (+16)Language [ English, Greek] 2Pilot (Boats) 2 (+4)Sleight of Hand 4 (+6)Swim 4 (+4)LanguagesFinnish [Native]EnglishGreekFeats: 29Accurate AttackAcrobatic BluffAttack Focus (Melee) 2Dodge Bonus 2Defensive Roll 4Equipment 1Elusive TargetEvasion 2Favored Environment (Ships) 1FearlessGrappling Finesse Improved Initiative 3 (+12)Power AttackThrowing Mastery 6Uncanny Dodge 2 [Visual, auditory]Powers:  [60 pp]Blood Purity Immunity 2 [poison, disease]Healing Factor Regeneration [Bruised 2, Injured 2, Disabled 2, (True) Resurrection 2] (10)Blood Manipulation (Array) [48]Blood Control [default] Move Object [2pp/rank+8] Rank 20 [40ap]Blood Knives AP: Strike (2pp/rank) Rank 11                          Extra: Penetrating (+1)Blood Shot AP: Blast (3pp/rank) Rank 11                          Extra: Penetrating (+1)Acidic Blood AP: Acid (3pp/rank) Rank 11                         PF: IncurableCleansing Blood AP: Heal (2pp/rank) Rank 11Bloody Shield AP: Deflect [Slow & fast projectiles] (2pp/rank) Rank 13Eyebite AP: Dazzle [visual] (2pp/rank) Rank 11Blood Bound AP: Snare (2pp/rank) Rank 11Freak Out AP: Nauseate (3pp/rank) Rank 11                      Extra: Range (+1)Equipment: {5 EP}Switchblade[3] +8 hit/+3 damage(+8 damage bonus when thrown) 19-20/Piercing/ 10ft rangeDrawbacks: Power Loss [Blood array] (When Cannot bleed, i.e. hands bound, petrified, etc) 3 (moderate, common) 4Complications: Secret Crush (Angel), Criminal History[/sblock]</blockquote>

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