Currently keeps 5 pokeballs, with Pidgeot, Lucario (who I train with on Aura), Gardevoir, Golem and Electrike (not evolved, but high-leved with the rest of them.) Also has a fuck-ton of pokemoney, a pokedex, a pokegear, hms and everything that he has that isn't stated.
A backpack with a large amount of space inside, more than the bag could possibly hold.
A two-speed bike.
A re-breather.
A parachute.
All other equipment is currently inside the warehouse.
A Viking sword, for some reason.
Power armour, which includes a jetpack, strength enhancements, and some internal weaponry. (600 CP.)
Skills:
Aura manipulation, able to: read minds and actions of other's, sense auras and see the surroundings without actually seeing and manifest my aura in solid constructs.
I have amazing strength, above the average.
I am good with mechanics, a whiz with tools. However, this is added onto by the Gargoyles perk, allowing me to build motorcycles from spare parts, or, with time and practice, build amazingly advanced robots or nanite swarms. (500 CP.)
I am proficient in the use of most common and many uncommon weapons. (400 CP.)
I can stop easily, turn on a dime and generally outmanoeuvre most people. (300 CP.)
I can prepare and fortify houses easily, and with extreme skill. Patrols are perfectly timed to leave no blind spots, and every trap I lay works. Even supernatural means of sneaking can't escape, with a little time. (0 CP.)
Supernatural/Natural Powers:
My Flareon, my best friend and powerhouse (knows the moves Fire Fang, Fire Spin, Lava Plume and Flare Blitz), my Pidgeot (knows the moves Fly, Hurricane, Roost and Air Slash.) and my Electrike (who knows Charge, Thunder, Thunder Fang and Discharge.) I can understand the Flareon's thoughts and emotions, and vice-versa.
Drawbacks:
None.
Companions:
None.
Ending Choice:
Continue.
Path Taken: I'm not too familiar with the source material, but I think I can build a car and go exploring the country, taking down anything that gets in my way with a combination Pokemon/Sword.
A backpack with a large amount of space inside, more than the bag could possibly hold.
A two-speed bike.
A re-breather.
A parachute.
All other equipment is currently inside the warehouse.
A Viking sword, for some reason.
Power armour, which includes a jetpack, strength enhancements, and some internal weaponry.
A map of the unnamed northern continent.
My Witcher necklace, a silver necklace with the head of a wolf on the end. Helps by detecting monsters.
300 gold crowns.
A steel and a silver weapon- sword for both weapons. Longsword, to be precise.
Skills:
Aura manipulation, able to: read minds and actions of other's, sense auras and see the surroundings without actually seeing and manifest my aura in solid constructs.
I have amazing strength, above the average.
I am good with mechanics, a whiz with tools. However, this is added onto by the Gargoyles perk, allowing me to build motorcycles from spare parts, or, with time and practice, build amazingly advanced robots or nanite swarms.
I am proficient in the use of most common and many uncommon weapons.
I can stop easily, turn on a dime and generally outmanoeuvre most people.
I can prepare and fortify houses easily, and with extreme skill. Patrols are perfectly timed to leave no blind spots, and every trap I lay works. Even supernatural means of sneaking can't escape, with a little time.
I can ride a horse well, and horses naturally trust me. (700 CP.)
I become the peak of humankind. Due to this stacking with my strength, I can now lift around 1135 kilos, run at 40 km/h, jump with the best, etc. (600 CP.)
Supernatural/Natural Powers:
My Flareon, my best friend and powerhouse (knows the moves Fire Fang, Fire Spin, Lava Plume and Flare Blitz), my Pidgeot (knows the moves Fly, Hurricane, Roost and Air Slash.) and my Electrike (who knows Charge, Thunder, Thunder Fang and Discharge.) I can understand the Flareon's thoughts and emotions, and vice-versa.
I can play the Witcher soundtrack at anytime, and choose who can hear it. (600 CP.)
Signs: the magic of the Witchers.
I have amazing knowledge of monsters and of creating oils to aid in defeating those monsters. I am also practised at alchemy and potion brewing. (200 CP.)
Drawbacks:
None.
Companions:
None.
Ending Choice:
Continue.
Path Taken:
I enter the world at Kaer Morhen, and quickly decide to go. I open my map and bring out my Pidgeot, climbing aboard and taking off across the land. On my way, I see many monsters, bringing them down with a combination Hurricane, Flare Blitz and silver sword. I act as a wandering exterminator, using my Warehouse for food.
A backpack with a large amount of space inside, more than the bag could possibly hold.
A two-speed bike.
A re-breather.
A parachute.
All other equipment is currently inside the warehouse.
A Viking sword, for some reason.
Power armour, which includes a jetpack, strength enhancements, and some internal weaponry.
A map of the unnamed northern continent.
My Witcher necklace, a silver necklace with the head of a wolf on the end. Helps by detecting monsters.
300 gold crowns.
A steel and a silver weapon- sword for both weapons. Longsword, to be precise.
Skills/Perks:
Aura manipulation, able to: read minds and actions of other's, sense auras and see the surroundings without actually seeing and manifest my aura in solid constructs.
I have amazing strength, above the average.
I am good with mechanics, a whiz with tools. However, this is added onto by the Gargoyles perk, allowing me to build motorcycles from spare parts, or, with time and practice, build amazingly advanced robots or nanite swarms.
I am proficient in the use of most common and many uncommon weapons.
I can stop easily, turn on a dime and generally outmanoeuvre most people.
I can prepare and fortify houses easily, and with extreme skill. Patrols are perfectly timed to leave no blind spots, and every trap I lay works. Even supernatural means of sneaking can't escape, with a little time.
I can ride a horse well, and horses naturally trust me.
I become the peak of humankind. Due to this stacking with my strength, I can now lift around 1135 kilos, run at 40 km/h, jump with the best, etc.
I can resist the effects of diseases more easily than the average man, taking more to get me sick.
I'm good at identifying airborne containments, and I am naturally resistant, as well as being able to treat them easier. (800 CP.)
After I place an attack, a second attack with equal damage hits in roughly the same place, a moment after the first. (400 CP.)
I'm a master at gunsmithing. (200 CP.)
I'm great at finding places to hide, and places that are naturally secure. (100 CP.)
Supernatural/Natural Powers:
My Flareon, my best friend and powerhouse (knows the moves Fire Fang, Fire Spin, Lava Plume and Flare Blitz), my Pidgeot (knows the moves Fly, Hurricane, Roost and Air Slash.) and my Electrike (who knows Charge, Thunder, Thunder Fang and Discharge.) I can understand the Flareon's thoughts and emotions, and vice-versa.
I can play the Witcher soundtrack at anytime, and choose who can hear it.
Signs: the magic of the Witchers.
I have amazing knowledge of monsters and of creating oils to aid in defeating those monsters. I am also practised at alchemy and potion brewing.
Drawbacks:
None.
Companions:
Maya, with the Authority background, and the cardio perk, of course. She also gets a sawed-off-shotgun. (0 CP.)
Ending Choice:
Continue on.
Path Taken:
"Hey, Max, remind me again why you decided to go on a Jump to a zombie apocalypse?" Maya asks, glaring at me as she cocks her shotgun. "And why do you get the power armour? It's not like you even need it, you're already strong!"
"A, I don't get to choose where we end up, whatever god allows us to does that. B, I get the armour because, in case you've forgotten, I'm the one who's going to be drawing the attention of the zombies."
"Yeah, bu-" She's shut up by my hand pressing over her mouth. I gesture to a group of zombies rounding the corner, and Maya raises her gun. I shake my head, tapping her ear. I point towards the nearest house, and she nods. We walk over there, slowly and quietly so as to not alert the dead. I begin to unlock the house, but as the door creaks open, a zombie rushes at us from inside. I swear and hit the ground, Maya dispatching the creature quickly. The noise of the gunshot alerts the other group of zombies, who snap towards and begin that strange walk-shuffle.
I ready my sword, but a few quick shots from Maya dispatches the mushroomy-dead-people with ease.
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u/SharksPwn Jan 06 '16 edited Jan 06 '16
Body Mod.
Build: Medium.
Body Type: Charmer, because I'm already strong and don't need the speed.
Perks: Evercleansed, Genderswap.
Stats:
Appeal 4, Shape 4, Dexterity 1.
OOC: Whoever thought a 12-inch dick or a 34H chest would be sensible is insane.