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OMG! WHAT SHOULD I DO NOW?
Join Date: May 2006
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Haha, Grand Discovery and Bermuda Sign sounds HILARIOUS.
A few of you might remember this guy from quite a while ago (with a different name) There is no denying the curative power of a restive state! The below is a prototype idea. Would be nice to hear any ideas or issues with the below. Name: Pier Caverly Gender: Male Race: Spirit of Slumber (Former Human) Age: 800 Profession: Accidental Diety Appearance: A LARGE healthy looking figure almost resembling a brawny human bear. Wears VERY outdated simple clothing and no jewelery or special markings. Has dark straight hair that reaches down to his eyebrows. Personality: Rather lazy and seemingly always bored. Rarely interacts with others due to his rather extended amount of naptimes and people's general tendency to not bother talking to heavy sleepers. Pier is amiable to those who give him basic respect and downright petty to those who go out of their way to pester or offend him, and not completely not above using his abilities to inflict harmless but otherwise distressing misfortune to them. When awake but alone, he is calm and somber. Has a vigorous appetite when awake. He is more or less almost always yawning or with drowsy glazed eyes even when he is actually in a state of complete attention and vigor. Background: Pier is currently known as hierarchically minor but prominently respected diety named Erayo among a pantheon in a large town, especially among those with troubled sleep or insomnia and the physically suffering. In years past, his sleeping body was discovered by a host of wealthy nobles and priests looking for shelter during a bad storm during their trip from town to town. They thought him to be merely a surviving masterwork statue of a mining village destroyed by an earthquake, but elected to take it along in a container of their own. During the transit from its original location to their own village, they were accosted by vagabonds and were outnumbered. As a twist of unusual fate, the raiders had suddenly passed out into a deep sleep, face in the mud and they were swiftly dispatched. Blessing their good fortune, they made headway to town. Finally, when they arrived in town and removed it from its box, they discovered the "statue" had changed its sleeping position, surprising many including the head priest who claimed it as religious object, citing the good fortune the night before. The nobles however excluded him and his suggestion from the conversation as they fought over it, with the wealthiest of the nobles seizing it on his authority and keeping it locked in the corner of his manor. Several days later, the Pier disappeared along with several caskets of fine wine and a plethora of meat and gourmet sweets much to the dismay of the guards who could not explain their inattention or the several burst doors leading to the thief's escape. Enraged, the noble sent his guards to search for the statue by force searching the town and execute the one responsible for its theft. After an exhaustive and disruptive search, which quickly brought attention of the statue among the harrassed civilians and the other nobles, it was discovered in the high priest's temple of the pantheon, in front of another statue and a curiously empty offering plate. The High Priest and the rest of the clergy including their priestesses and acolytes were all restrained and summoned in Pier in view of the rest of the town's citzenery, with the incensed noble planning to use this situation to expunge the current clergy and put himself and his association in charge of the place of worship under the pretense that the current wealth of the clergy were begotten by the same shameful means as this one. The noble's guards serially approached, by order of execution, but all slumped on their knees and collapsed on the floor in a peaceful state just as they would draw their weapon. The noble then elected to do the deed himself, but Pier stirred standing in a broad tall stance, fearsome as the most grizzled of bears. With one raised arm, Pier slammed his palm against the noble's head, sending him sprawling against the floor, never to wake again. With one massive yawn, Pier merely curled up on the floor to sleep again. Ability: (Summary) Spirit of Slumber and thus has an affinity based on keeping things at neutral/stopped state or benefit from a restful constitution. Such things may include power of sleep, sealing (specifically forced slumber), weakening, dulling of senses and pain, and rejuvenation via a rested state. Offensively, Pier tends to just brute force his way similar to a bear which also shares his innate tendency for hibernation. Foes "killed" by Pier may instead by induced by a sort of eternal sleep. Specific Abilities: State of Perpetual Rest: Pier radiates a powerful invisible aura which effects everything around him. To those who have his favor (as well as himself), their bodies never feel weariness or exhaustion, able to fight as if in their prime even onto the point of death itself, their strength roughly enhanced and their mental state alert as if they had a perfect sleep. To his foes, their strength and thus their physical abilities are sapped and numb and their mental state weary, tired and groggy. The weak in body or mind are put to sleep until some time after his presence have disappeared. (Which has once or twice led to an hilarious incident when Pier was asleep and a few weakminded civilians who discovered him also fell asleep and those searching for the missing members found them and similarly conked out, repeating until someone with an element of mental fortitude sorted the issue out. Fortunately everyone woke up feeling great.) A key point worth mentioning again is Pier's default and near constant state of brute strength, vigor and fortitude (both physical and mental) as the result of his body innate affinity to a perfect state of restfulness. Restful Repose: A specific ability of Pier's Aura, those knocked unconscious near Piers by any means (who knocks them out or how doesn't matter) fall into a deep sleep. Hence someone who was punched 15 times in the face and flung against the wall by Piers may slump on the floor asleep as opposed to being DEAD. Silence of the Sandman: A more specific exploit of his aura ability, Pier is skillful at moving within the reduced perception and blindspots of those feeling weak or drowsy or otherwise distracted despite his huge size. Hibernated Through Armageddon: When in a state of deep sleep whether as short as 5 minutes or as long as several decades, he is for all purpose immortal, incredibly tough and lacking the need to fulfill any other biological or psychological function like eating or taking a crap. He would also be completely non-threatening if he didn't also radiate his passive aura in this state. He can practically be carried around like an inventory item and he'd have minimal awareness of the situation around him. This technique takes several moments of prep before he can induce this in any sort of stressful situation. He wakes up fully healed and dispelled of all negative influence. This ability is his main reason for his accidental status as a diety. Rumors has it of an extreme situation where he survived an earthquake that leveled a town housing him in this fashion only to be discovered years later in the ruins and taken to a new town entirely, before he woke up mid-transit in a box, mistaken as an archaeological relic. There are persistant rumors that he can grant this "gift" to his favored ones or his most hated enemies in addition to himself. Also commonly spoken is the belief that this state grants him immunity to mental afflictions, judging from how he never seems to disturbed by nightmares. Much less spoken is the idea that Pier could actually be a nihilistic figure who seals himself by sleep so he would avoid life's daily trauma. World Be Still: Forcing existance, creation and even magic itself to a sleeping halt, Erayo can slow or even seal off magic and energy (including natural energy) in an entity or in an area. The magic energies that permete an area or entity do not stir naturally or upon command, and casters find their resources do not flow like they could manage before. When used upon immensely strong beings (like PCs and special NPCs / enemies), it may utterly reduce its effectiveness in a variety of ways such as lengthening casting time, weakening its potency and so on but still leave them able to cast. Natural energy such as fire and lightning will cease to stir and go out. Can also be used as a counterspell if focused. Slumber Party: Those in a deep sleep whether natural, willingly or successfully put snoozing by one of Pier's abilities can become sleep-walkers/talkers/fighters (Think of them almost like zombies). They possess all their abilities, although some of the more technical or delicate ones requiring an alert mind or a high level of intelligence might get botched spectacularly. Their loyalty is assured to be at least passive and harmless to Pier. While such walkers follow Pier's aura around, he can't actually control them to any significant degree. Hence large groups can be powerful, but can also result in chaotic clusterfucks where one randomly sleep-attacks and hits someone else prone to return fire (such as a group of martial artists trained to counterattack any incoming blows). Other interesting results might occur like the more peaceful ones hugging whoever they bump into, or confessing their admiration for someone they have been pining for (possibly to the actual subject in question or to a random shrubbery). Involvement: Some invading guys from the city entered Pier's shrine by night and desecrated it with graffiti before they fell into a deep sleep. Some days later, they woke up in a prison with drawings of wangs scrawled on their faces with their own graffiti implements. Although amusing the first time, the novelty of it was gone the second, third and fourth time over several days. Pier finally had enough of the constant interruption and decided to put an end to it somehow. On a side note, I'm trying to think of a way to use Sleep-Walking (Sleeping while fighting) or Sleep-Talking (talking to fellow PCs or NPCs while sleeping) but without combining it with "Hibernated through Armageddon", so I'm not always (or even mostly) invulnerable. Any suggestions would be appreciated. For a moment, I also thought also Pier being chibi sized when in "Heavy Sleep Mode" to make it easier for others to carry him or some other weird gag. :3 Finding it a little hard to write up a background that goes more into his past as I'm having trouble trying to make him not one-dimensional without making him needlessly tragic. ^^; And it just occurred to me that I'm basically roleplaying a Snorlax/Darkrai combo. :3 Last edited by Menarker; 12-04-2011 at 02:20 PM. |
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