Infamous:Rise of the conduits (CS area)

[Steven kono]

Character sheets go here.

I am a bit surprised I have not seen any Infamous RPs around (or I am mistaken in which case I need to correct that) so I figured I would think about starting up a possible RP. was thinking of a few ideas for example. and also borrowing from the games system, the stronger you get (more EXP) the more power you get under your control.

In my mind there are three classes of powers.

mutatious powers that affect the body, causing physical changes such as in sasha

non-mutatious powers that do not affect the body's physical appearance such as Cole Macgrath (note, RP will be following canon somewhat, meaning cole is good in this universe)

or a form power where the person can change their form to gain access to their full power like John White changing to The Beast

timeline wise it will be extending from Infamous to Infamous 2 and second sons possibly in the future when it has been out long enough to not give out spoilers.

character sheet is right here

Name:

age:

gender:

appearance: (be it picture or written description)

species (conduit/human): (optional if you want to keep it secret)

power type (if conduit): (also optional if you want to avoid spoilers)

nationality (where they were born, be it US, UK, china, etc):

birthplace:

Group association before empire city blast (first sons, police force, militia,gang,etc): (optional if any)

Bio:

notes: (additional facts and optional things you wish to list)

will post rules soon, but if anyone wishes to co-GM in this to help take pressure off if many people join, or they want to be involved but do not want to RP.

also a note, canon positions are available, the positions are only characters from empire city, since all the ones in new-marais are shown in what they do. though when the empire city event occurs you can then take them to new marais or other locations.

make sure to check with me on the canon character you wish to use if you want to control one through a PM.

will add more to this post as it requires

[Zender_Solarheart]

Name: Jonathan Edge.
age: 26.
gender: Male.
appearance:

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Jon is a man with a surprisingly youthful face, considering his age. While he clocks in at 26 years, his face by itself would suggest an age closer to 19. His eyes are a bright red color - a side-effect of his gene's activation - and he sports a full head of golden blonde hair. Standing at roughly 6'2", his build could be described as a lean one, with his muscles taking up just enough room to make him fit in visually with his fellow mercs. When he engages his Data Trigger, Jon exudes a faint green-colored aura, and if you take a close look, you may see zeros and ones flickering within the glow. When in this state, his irises also have a faintly-lit array of binary symbols streaming across them, visible to anyone except himself.

species: Conduit.

power type: Data Trigger (Non-Mutatious).

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Jon's Data Trigger powers blend the flow of digital information into his physical perceptions, highlighting electronic devices, computer systems, and the flow of data through nearby local networks. In this day and age, data both flows between and is contained within a variety of day-to-day devices, such as personal computers, telephone lines, and the tactical networking systems of the modern-day soldier or mercenary. Hubs for these networks (such as a server room or a military squad leader) glow brighter in his vision, and just like with his normal five senses, he can focus this power to track a single target, or to tune out unimportant signals. Data Trigger affects all of his senses, though, not just sight; if an enemy tries to sneak up on him, and is carrying any electronic device on him - for example, a cell phone - Jon will be able to hear a faint droning sound from that device, which has spared him from a knife in the back several times before.

Offensively, Jon's Data Trigger can be used to hack any device that supports network signals or remote operation. This can render tactical electronics useless for any hostile soldiers unfortunate enough to cross his path, as he can hack their equipment to disable things such as comm systems and electronic lock-on aiming. This also makes electronic locks a waste of time against him, as he can simply hack them with his mind like anyone else would with a specialized hacking device. Woe be to any wannabe overlord who decides to send robots to fight him...

nationality: United States.

birthplace: Redmond, WA.

Group association before empire city blast (first sons, police force, militia,gang,etc): Prior to the Blast, Jon was a mercenary working with a PMC group known as Shining Blitz. Whether they now consider him K.I.A. or not remains to be seen, as someone - or perhaps something - is preventing him from reporting back to them.

Bio:

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Born in Redmond, Washington (the same city as Nintendo of America HQ, in real life), Jon grew up with video games ever since his 5th birthday. The first game he got his hands on was Requiem of the Polygems, an innovative MMO third-person shooter title that blended on-foot shooter gameplay with a surprisingly deep hand-to-hand combat system, and an "Orbital Dogfight" mode more akin to a fusion of Armored Core and Ace Combat. One of the many play-buddies he met online was a Polish man named Boris Boleslaw, who taught him many of the skills that made him an expert competitive player...and also a heavy weapons expert for PMC group Shining Blitz.

One day, a 19-year-old Jon was walking home one day, when a trio of thugs ambushed him near a back alley. He had to think fast; muggers in this part of town were known for killing their victims immediately after robbing them, meaning the only way to survive was to either run, or fight them off...and considering they caught him by surprise and cornered him, running wasn't an option. Recalling some of his CQC moves from RotP, he improvised an emulation of his in-game fighting style...and actually kicked the thugs' asses. Not too long after doing so, a fourth individual emerged from the shadows: Boris. The same Boris that taught Jon how to play that game in the first place. Apparently, Shining Blitz was running low on operatives, ever since a rival company - known as the Vermaak 88 - met them on the fields of battle, and actually took down some of their own. SB was so desperate for new blood that they were willing to spend a couple years training Jon, in order to make him the soldier they'd need him to be. Jon was planning to enlist in the military within the year, and his salary with SB would be even higher than the US government would allow...so, he accepted, and told his family that he was going off to join the Army like he planned. A little white lie...but it's not like he'd face any real severe ramifications as a result, right?

Well, when Jon came home on a period of leave 6 years later, he was greeted by a very, very unwelcome surprise. Turns out, those thugs he beat up before "enlisting" were part of the worldwide Five Golden Rings syndicate...and they didn't take too kindly to him smacking their boys around. In fact, they took his younger sister Jill hostage while he was sleeping, as a way to retaliate, which their spokesman was all too eager to tell him about over the phone. Jon's response was as such:

"Alright, hot-shot. I don't know where you took her, or what may make you release her. If you want a ransom, I'm afraid I don't have the money to pay it. What I do have is a certain set of skills. Skills honed to perfection over years. Skills that make me a nightmare to people like you. Now then, if you return my sister, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don't...I will look for you, I will find you...and I will kill you."

As any Liam Neeson fan may expect, the retort he received was short, simple, and to the disgusting point:

"Good luck."

Needless to say, Jon did indeed track them down, his sympathizers in Shining Blitz providing him with whatever guidance and help they could provide. When he showed up at their base in Romania, with his armor and signature twin pistols, the look on their shocked faces was 100% priceless, as was his follow-up on the Neeson tribute back at home: "Hello there. We talked a while back over the phone. I told you I'd find you."

A few shoot-outs and orgies of violence later, Jon rescued his sister, and got her a room with Shining Blitz, who arranged for the two of them to take a vacation to Empire City. Lord knows that after all that hullabaloo, they deserved a bit of peace and quiet. Jon's plan was to meet up with Jill at the Historic District for a bit of sightseeing, since she wanted to do a bit of shopping beforehand...

...of course, the Blast quickly threw those plans out the window. While Jill was safe over in the shopping district, Jon was right on the edge of the Historic District, making him one of the few who actually saw the blast with his own eyes. The flash was too bright for him to look at for long, and the concussive force that came with it threw him off his feet, into a nearby lamp pole, causing him to black out. When Jon awoke...

...chaos.

Rioters were looting shops left and right, rapists took targets of their lust at will, and everywhere one looked, disorder flooded the scene. Jon could also make out a faint flash of electricity coming from somewhere near where he'd estimate the Blast's origin point, though his vision was still a little blurry. When that vision finally straightened out, though, the world had a lot more...numbers in it. Literally millions of zeros and ones danced all around him, and the world had a slight greenish tint to it. When he strained his eyes a bit, Jon could see some of the numbers appearing to fly out of electronic devices; public phone booths, shop alarm systems, dropped mobile devices, you name it. It's as if he could...see data...

While taking all of this in, his soldier's reflexes were triggered by a rioter who tried ambushing him from behind. Unlike those thugs from 6 years back, however, this one required only Jon's shoe to his face, and a prompt knock-out blow to the back of his neck. As the unconscious thug drooled all over the sidewalk, however, Jon noticed a phone in his pocket...as well as the binary numbers streaming out of it like a ribbon. While some may have interpreted this as a mere hallucination, Jon knew it was too consistent in its appearance to be just that...but whatever. Calling HQ back and getting Jill a ride out of here came first, and he was hoping to do just that. Dialing their number, Jon readied to input the 4-digit password in to connect to HQ, once the decoy message of a pizza parlor started playing...

"...no signal? Dammit!"

Shit. It looks like the Blast is keeping any signals inside the city from reaching the outside. "Hold on, Jill...I'll find you, I swear it." Even now, Jon's looking for his sister, Jillian Edge. She was in the Shopping District when the Blast happened, and maybe she already got a ride out of the city...but if not, she's in danger for every moment she spends inside it. He needs to find her, get her out of here, and figure out what the hell happened with that explosion. With any luck, the folks at SB will be able to fill him in on that last part...assuming he can get back in contact with them again, that is.

notes: If you want something to judge how Jill looks, imagine something like Arcueid Brunestud from Tsukihime, but in a red short-sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans and sneakers:

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[Steven kono]

Name: Ethan Stone

age:22

gender:Male

appearance:

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A tall human male, standing at close to 6,2 with short raven black hair, ending just at his neck and going out making slight bangs, the hair being smooth as if it was combed often. he has golden brown tan due to spending a great deal of time outside and he has dark blue eyes. (note:clothing will be updated as he gets new clothes) A torn up First Son Uniform without the gas mask and tank. a majority of it having been torn apart in the blast. only leaving the base uniform, the brown pants damaged, the right leg torn off at the knee but the skin underneath untouched. the chest long sleeve shirt is missing the left arm, the arm below it untouched. his bandaloir is gone, leaving him with no gear. under his clothing he has a toned body, not going overkill though.

species (conduit/human):conduit

power type (if conduit): Mutatious

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A severe development of his powers, having manifested itself primarily in his Right arm but being spread throughout his body under the skin. his right arm no longer exactly human, being covered in what appears to be a black, carbon like substance, incredibly hard and covering his right arm up to the shoulder blade. the hand ends in claws that can be both used for free running aid and combat.

The arm provides protection as well, seeming extremely resilient against most attempts of damage to it, the arm also seems to possess increased strength that also spreads throughout his body, but having just developed his powers he has gained little much else at the moment.

the arm also makes him unable to swim, the arm weighing him down far to much and causing him to sink like a rock. it is unknown if he will regain the ability to swim or no in the future. as well as unable to stand on weak surfaces such as thin ice

nationality: United States

birthplace:los angeles,california

Group association before empire city blast (first sons, police force, militia,gang,etc):

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He was originally a part of the first sons, having spent many years working with the group ever since he signed on at the young age of 17, being a childhood prodigy and having attracted the attention of the faction for his skills in both combat as well as bio-engineering. but defected from the organization at the start of the empire blast, having been marked as a kill on sight due to his mutation being of interest to the organization to study

Bio:

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-a bit of radio chatter was intercepted just before the blast, the contents are still being reviewed as to how involved the subject is in the event-

Alpha team waiting in cover in a nearby apartment complex, ready to pick up the ray spear after activation.

good work alpha team, make sure to be careful though, kessler never quite mentioned when he would activate it, we analyze that it likely will be a few
miles north of your position. Just outside of the blast zone

good, would hate to be caught in that when it goes off. wait, we see the courier right now.

-sound of movement occurs in the audio tape-

he seems to be stopping. hmm... wait... he is opening the package!? pull back men, I repeat. pull back!

-the sound of rapid movement occurs before a explosion is heard, radio contact abruptly being cut off-

Alpha? Alpha come in!? damn, lost contact...

-there were brief reports of a man stumbling around the historic district away from the blast, his arm bloodied and looking broken. these reports though were dismissed as coincidence considering the mass amounts of survivors trying to get out-

-later that week a report was sent to all First Son members to shoot a rogue agent on sight, him being a mutated case and to be brought in for study. the agents name? Ethan stone-

notes:the arm will also be affected by karmatic shifts.

[Lynxy]

name: Cassandra Itzal

age: 21

gender: Female

appearance:

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170cm tall and of completely average build. She can be classically pretty when she dresses or acts the part. She wears her obviously dyed blond hair long, save for a shaved patch above her left ear (I'm going Nadia G on the hair. It's amazing how versatile the 'do is). She dresses in a wide assortment of outfits, being a bit of a chameleon, but most of her "business" is done in combat boots, black jeans, and a black hoodie vest over a brownish maroon top. She also often conducts business with an "Eye of Ra" design on her right eye made with thick eyeliner as an intimidation tactic.

species (conduit/human): Conduit

power type (if conduit): Photokinetic

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Cass' powers revolve around the absorption and manipulation of EMR. The power initially manifested a transformative property that absorbed all light making contact with her, making her look like a silhouette in all light conditions for several hours after the initial ray-sphere blast. After that time, the effect weakened as her powers stabilized and her appearance has returned to normal for the time being. She is still able to absorb EM waves that strike her for energy if she needs it, but she has a maximum capacity and absorbing any extra gets very painful very quickly. Cass also gets physically exhausted when her reserves run low.
Since the moment she re-awoke Cassandra found that her vision had become somewhat jumbled and confusing. She now sees a much wider spectrum than most people (low microwaves through mid x-ray ranges) and as such her aesthetic tastes may vary wildly from the norm and be affected by things that most people would never think of like solvents in the ink. While it has been overwhelming at times, her vision has become a major asset.

With some practice (and a radio to experiment on) Cass has worked out that she can create a field anywhere within a 10 yard radius that absorbs all EMR of a chosen wavelength (even her own), but this is limited in it's ability to charge her by the energy necessary to transport the surplus to her. It is also limited in duration by her ability to absorb more energy without it becoming excruciating. It is further limited in that it can only absorb ranges up to and including infrared waves, but anything stronger like visible light is able to escape the drain until she becomes more powerful.

She has also learned to release intense, blinding flashes of light or a soft glow from her skin at will. This drains varying degrees of her energy depending on intensity and duration. (anyone let me know if they have a better idea for a starter power that drains her energy)

nationality (where they were born, be it US, UK, china, etc): United States.

birthplace: Neon District, Empire City.

Group association before empire city blast (first sons, police force, militia,gang,etc): 115th street mob

Bio:

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Cassandra barely remembers her parents or what happened to them, but she remembers being happy once. By the age of seven, though, she was already streetwise and fending for herself. She grew up this way, fleeing foster families to hide in the alleys of Empire City. In her teens, she joined the largest Crime ring in the city with promises of easy riches and comfort dancing in her head. She was put on in the mobs loan-sharking division. She was good at the trade, though she didn't particularly care for it, because she knew how to push buttons and twist people with only the slightest pressure. Nothing was personal, everything was business. Although if pressured she would have to admit that she could only take that attitude because everyone in her life, from co-workers to mortal rivals, was reprehensible. Especially the clients. How could she feel bad for them when it was such a good thing for misfortune to strike them down? She was more than happy to be that misfortune. She developed a reputation for her particular brand of cruelty, and by 20 she was a new lieutenant in the 115 street mob in charge of loan-sharking. She had money and "respect" in her rising position among the mob, but she hated everyone.

Then some bike messenger named McGrath delivered a package to the middle of the historic district, and everything changed. When the ray sphere went off, Cassandra was having lunch in the historic district at a restaurant that owed the mob money, and waiting for the owner to arrive. Routine stuff until there was a blinding flash that left Cass feeling like someone had just jammed daggers in her eyes, causing her to pass out. Half the people she knew were gone in that flash, and by the time she awoke and recovered the rest of them were acting so strangely. They acted almost as strange as she had been feeling ever since the blast. She knew that betraying the mob by leaving would be almost certain death under normal circumstances, but her former associates could barely manage full sentences anymore. She wasn't even sure that they noticed her pack her things and leave. They were definitely not themselves these days, and they looked like they were getting ready to go to war with someone. She pitied whoever that was, but this was her opportunity. It was time to rearrange her life, and this time she would make sure it turned out the way she wanted it.

notes:
*Her primary means of conveyance is a maroon Harley Davidson Night Rod Special with black pinstripes.
*Her primary weapon is a custom breech-loading LeMat revolver chambered in .44 Mag/ 16 guage. It has a chrome finish and a small silver Eye of Ra is suspended from the handle by a short silver chain as well as emblazoned on the handle. She keeps it in a low-hanging hip holster.
*I expect that her ability to not appear as a silhouette will be affected by negative karma. (more evil = more shadowed)

[Nobudi]

Name: Mako Kuromori
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Appearance:

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Species: Conduit
Power Type: Transmutation (Mutatious)

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A rather passive ability, Mako did not even realize that she was a conduit until several weeks after the Blast. How she first discovered her power, comically, was when she accidentally turned herself into a duplicate of her fork while she was eating. A weeks after, she discovered that her ability did not limit themselves to non- organic objects, as she had accidentally turned into a copy of her pet cat.
In order for her to transmute herself into another entity, there are several conditions that must be met: The entity in question must be larger than a grain of sand, but smaller than a convertible. There must be at the very least several seconds of contact on the skin directly. Size of the object directly correlates to the amount of time it takes to have the form "memorized". In addition to that, while she is in the form of an inanimate object, she retains awareness of what is going on around her, but unless the object in question was made to move under it's own power intentionally, she cannot move any part of the object (e.g. transforming into a gun will not allow her to pull her own trigger. Nor will transforming into a bike allow her to transport herself). Currently, it is unknown what may occur if she were to come into contact with dead organisms, though Mako has a strong wish not to try. Objects "memorized" will almost always be an available transmutation.

Nationality: United States
Birthplace: Kyoto, Japan
Group association before empire city blast: Civilian
Bio:

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Born into a rather traditional family, Mako had been taught to act as a traditional Japanese woman, sometimes to the point where it was beaten into her. Despite this, she graduated high school and college at Tokyo University independently. Later, she moved to Empire City after the company she worked at found a Job for her overseas. The office building that she worked at was at the furthest edge of the Blast, minimizing her injuries, and thus she continued living her then ordinary life... until she discovered she was a Conduit. Despite hard looks and fierce tempers, Mako is a person who is strongly loyal to those close to her, which is a difficulty in itself. She analyzes any and all situations, and makes the most even in a rough situation. At times, she may be a tad cynical or pessimistic than most, but she's an optimist most of the time.

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Despite appearances, she is quite fond of otaku culture. She has a Calico named Neko. Her glasses are fake, but she keeps them on as a habit.

[Meep Meepersons]

Name: Noell Noien Sylpher

age: 76 Appears mid 20s

gender: Hermaphrodite

appearance:

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species: Conduit

power type: Terra-mancy/Earth-Elemental [Non-mutatious]

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Noell can absorb loose rocks, concrete, asphalt, dirt, sand, glass, minerals in general, and make them apart of herself and increase her physical mass, becoming much heavier and much more durable. She can absorb really hard minerals and metals such as steel and diamonds buy eating them. Literally biting chunks off of a car to feed her abilities, Junk men beware! She can also expend this extra mass to heal any wounds sustained without extra mass present or even increase her actual size! Though this uses a ton of extra mass to reform her entire body structure. The also occurs naturally when she exceeds critical mass AKA her absolute limit! This uses up all her extra mass and leaves her fatigued vulnerable. Exceeding critical mass usually requires her to consume something extremely dense and in large quantities, like a handful of diamonds or something *basically when she gains enough EXP xP*. She can also use the extra mass to create things such as hardened sand armor, one time use dirt spikes, stone knives, such forth and so on. The harder and/or larger the object, the more mass is expended. The harder the object she absorbs, the more mass she gains. When struck by a physical attack, rather then bones breaking, or blood gushing, loose dirt, gravel, and sand is expunged from point of impact. The extra mass literally being beaten out of her. She feels no pain from this and only sustains actual damage when all the extra mass is beaten out of her, or used up. Though it is not advised to hit her with your hands, as it will feel more like punching a wall or the road.

nationality: Mixed ethnicity - Unknown

birthplace: Unknown - Assumed Empire City.

Group association before empire city blast: Freelance Retriever - She used to get things back for people. Like the 'package' Cole was carrying.

Bio:

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Noell cannot remember who her real parents are, and does not really care. She grew up in an orphanage with pretty much nothing. She was adopted and lived normally all the way into adulthood. Nothing special happened to her. She eventually found she had a knack for requisition and honed her craft by retrieving stolen goods for people. Time passed and she became less morally inclined and also took to stealing objects for the highest bidder, effectively becoming a world renowned freelanced "Retriever." If you wanted something, she could get it for you, for the right price. She began to settle down after age began to settle in however, and took to finding only stolen or lost things once more. Until some shady individual came to her with an offer she just couldn't refuse. Donning her infamous retriever gear she set out after the unsuspecting Cole Macgrath to steal the package he was couriering. She had managed to get rather close to him, then suddenly, BOOM! A massive explosion occurred and she was practically ripped apart. Her skin was shredded and some bits and pieces all over her were blown off or incinerated, or both! She was driven into the ground and eventually fused to a boulder which became heavily irradiated by the blast, along with her. When she came to months later, she was in what she would describe now as a cocoon made from faintly glowing crystals. Naked and confused she made her way back home, using a drifting sheet of cloth some hobo probably lost to cover herself. Rather then foot prints, miniature craters wear left behind in the dirt and roughed out foot prints in the asphalt when she finally made it into the city. Eventually she made it back to her apartment, noticing only now what kind of change her body had gone through. She could have sworn she was blown apart in that blast, remembering distinctly the sound AND feel of her arm being torn off. Not only was she unharmed and with all her limbs, ten toes and fingers accounted for, but she had regressed several decades! She had returned to her prime physical age! Eventually she found out what her powers were and how they worked, along with what that blast had turned her into and what she was referred to as. The trauma from the blast and her new found abilities had altered her mental state, as well as her career. Given the quarantine, she decided finding things for others was no longer what she wanted to do, and has since decided to acquire things for herself!

notes: Height and weight and so forth. Warning: VERY personal information within~

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Height: 8 foot flat!
Weight: 437 Pounds, without extra mass! 0% Body fat! Supah Lean~
Bust: Large E cup.
Cock: 10in long, 2in thick.
Balls: golfball sized.
Vagina: Unnaturally deep and stretchy, surprisingly tight and lubey. Rehymenated! Wonder how that happened?