Post by Mephistel on Jun 2, 2017 7:21:21 GMT -5
CERBERUS D. RAVEN
Name: Cerberus D. Raven
Nickname: Watchdog, Cerber, Rave
Age: 19 years old
Hair color: White
Eye color: Lavender
Height: 5''7
Weight: 145 lbs
Gender: Male
Occupation: police officer, working the night shift
Specie: Fae
STATS
Int 6*
Str 3
Agi 3
Spd 3
Dur 3
HEALTH: 6
REGEN: 6
ENERGY: 12
ACTIONS
Acrobatics 3
-Parkour
Close combat 3 (agi or weap bon)
-Improvised weapon
-Psychometric power
-Combat knife
Range combat 3 (agi or weap bon)
-Improvised weapon
-Psychometric power
-Handguns
Psychometry 5
-Must touch
-Limited to object/magical object
-May gain memories of the object by scanning it
-May scan item in order to analyse the power within.
-May gain skills, powers within object or from previous users (exemple, a gun from an elite sniper) by touching it, up to AN.
-May save skills, powers within object for later after a scan of the object without using the power inside.
-May only be used once per item, when in use, cannot swap to another power for 1 hour.
Fae magic 3
-As mastery of magic
-Limited to Illusions, fire -3
Thieving 3 (agi bon)
- Stealth
- Pickpocket
- Escape artist
Black ops 2
-Ambush
-Infiltration
General knowledge 3
-Streets of Gotham
-Criminal
-The Laws
Social skills 2
-Cold
-Police officer
MODIFIERS
Immortal
Photographic memory
Reflexive dodge +1
Enhance vision 3
-See in darkness
-See electrical energy
Mental defense 3
Magic defene 3
Wealth 1
CHALLENGES
-Loner: -2 : Used to be alone, thanks to his infamous parents and treated like a piece of trash since his birth, he doesn't stay in company of others very often.
-Reputation: -2 : Used to be a thief, trying to survive in the streets of Gotham, despite him now been an officier and working with the detectives and police, some like to remind him to watch himself.
-Redemption: -2 : Looking to regain control of his life and prove his worth to James Gordon as a member of the night shift. He will do what must be in order to prove his good intentions.
-Love magnet: -2 : His fae blood makes him look very attractive, which sometimes is an inconvenience as people approach him more then he wish them to.
EQUIPMENT
-Police gun: +2
-Combat knife: +2
-Police badge
-Police uniform and bulletproof vest +2 def
-Everyday clothes
-Black Trenchcoat
-Cards
-Cellphone
BACKGROUND
This one was born on the 14th of february, but unlike what could be believe, he wasn't a love child, more like an unwanted piece of human flesh. That he had been carried trough the nine month was only because it was too late when he was discover, the 3 month limits for an abortion had been reach and it would have been dangerous for both the mother and the child to do it. When he first saw the light of the day, it was raining, the sky was grey, covered with long lasting clouds, as the many couples outside were aiming for a romantic day and night, the young mother was looking for a way to get rid of this child of hers. The father long gone into the night, only the remnants of his distorded smile was remaining in the mother's memory. The Joker's laugh kept hitting her like a cold harsh rain. Her eyes descended upon the baby resting in her arms, pale as the moonlight, white hair already covering it's small head and big lavender eyes slightly opening to look at the motherly figure.
The baby was in perfect health, weight was excellent. The nurses were saying that this was a beautiful baby, congratulate her for it. Saying he was as beautiful as the mother. It was true, the mother, Azila D. Raven, was a beautiful young woman, a model at the top of her ranks, well, until now. Could she still live that kind of life with that child to take care of? She had not many family member to which she could sent him either. This little babe was the son of the infamous criminal, how could she live with that? The small child started to cry slightly, feeling the uneasiness of his mother. Instinctively, she started to rock him softly, but that was only temporary, she knew she couldn't deal with it. Her mind was set. A few days later, the baby was abandon on the stairs of the orphanage, it was sunny outside, at least. She left a small note within the clothes of the child along with a small necklace with a ring attached to it.
Cerberus D. Raven, born on february the 14th, son of Azila D. Raven and the Joker, to never be taken back...
That note, as if a curse, drove the possible parents away from him. He was taken in and for years, lived there. Not making many friends as they came and go, Cerberus was lonely, and over the years, started developing some powers as he grew older. At 15 years old, he was told he could not stay at the orphanage anymore, he was also given the note left by his mother and the necklace and ring. Kicked out of the place, Cerberus had no where to go, so he descended the streets and tried to survive on his own. Using his tricks, as he had discover his powers, he started stealing food, money and other things in order to live within the busy back streets. Noticed by a police officier, he was caught during a certain operation. He was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. The one who interrogated him was none other then the commissionner, James Gordan.
With no excuses for his crimes, he explain his situation to the man and how he had been surviving in the streets, thanks to his powers, avoiding to inform him of his parents situation. He had learn a while back that his mother had died from a sickness a few years ago, but she had not left him anything. They talked for a while, a long while, and somewhat, Gordan's speech moved the young man. And the man had a proposition for him. With the young man's talents, he could use them for good, to help the society that once reject him, to prove himself to the world. Gordan offered him studies funds, a place to live in and a futur job. The man wanted to help him change for the better.
Before that kindness, the young man decided to accept this fate, with a hand shake, his futur was settled. Why had the commissionner gone to such lenght for a kid like him? For a troublemaker nonetheless, he had no idea, but he wouldn't let such an opportunity flee his hands. For the next 4 years, Cerberus studied at the college and university in order to enter the task forces and police, to become a detective like James Gordan. It was hard and a lot of work. When he finally showed itself once more in front of the commissionner, he was holding his certificate in hand. The look of approval the man gave him, made it all worth the suffering he had been trough. Cerberus started to saw the man as a father figure, one that he would never find in his biological father, which he had only heard of and never met. He wasn't even sure the criminal knew he had a son.
The fae's blood running in his veins, given by his mother would be what granted him the night shift, where he would be cooperating with other more surnatural abilities users. At the age of 19, he was one of the youngest officier in the place, but he was ready to fight for the man who had taken him out of his living hell, and given him a chance to be someone.
Cerberus D. Raven, 19 years old, officier, aspiring detective. Working the night shift.
''The last laugh will be mine...''
Name: Cerberus D. Raven
Nickname: Watchdog, Cerber, Rave
Age: 19 years old
Hair color: White
Eye color: Lavender
Height: 5''7
Weight: 145 lbs
Gender: Male
Occupation: police officer, working the night shift
Specie: Fae
STATS
Int 6*
Str 3
Agi 3
Spd 3
Dur 3
HEALTH: 6
REGEN: 6
ENERGY: 12
ACTIONS
Acrobatics 3
-Parkour
Close combat 3 (agi or weap bon)
-Improvised weapon
-Psychometric power
-Combat knife
Range combat 3 (agi or weap bon)
-Improvised weapon
-Psychometric power
-Handguns
Psychometry 5
-Must touch
-Limited to object/magical object
-May gain memories of the object by scanning it
-May scan item in order to analyse the power within.
-May gain skills, powers within object or from previous users (exemple, a gun from an elite sniper) by touching it, up to AN.
-May save skills, powers within object for later after a scan of the object without using the power inside.
-May only be used once per item, when in use, cannot swap to another power for 1 hour.
Fae magic 3
-As mastery of magic
-Limited to Illusions, fire -3
Thieving 3 (agi bon)
- Stealth
- Pickpocket
- Escape artist
Black ops 2
-Ambush
-Infiltration
General knowledge 3
-Streets of Gotham
-Criminal
-The Laws
Social skills 2
-Cold
-Police officer
MODIFIERS
Immortal
Photographic memory
Reflexive dodge +1
Enhance vision 3
-See in darkness
-See electrical energy
Mental defense 3
Magic defene 3
Wealth 1
CHALLENGES
-Loner: -2 : Used to be alone, thanks to his infamous parents and treated like a piece of trash since his birth, he doesn't stay in company of others very often.
-Reputation: -2 : Used to be a thief, trying to survive in the streets of Gotham, despite him now been an officier and working with the detectives and police, some like to remind him to watch himself.
-Redemption: -2 : Looking to regain control of his life and prove his worth to James Gordon as a member of the night shift. He will do what must be in order to prove his good intentions.
-Love magnet: -2 : His fae blood makes him look very attractive, which sometimes is an inconvenience as people approach him more then he wish them to.
EQUIPMENT
-Police gun: +2
-Combat knife: +2
-Police badge
-Police uniform and bulletproof vest +2 def
-Everyday clothes
-Black Trenchcoat
-Cards
-Cellphone
BACKGROUND
This one was born on the 14th of february, but unlike what could be believe, he wasn't a love child, more like an unwanted piece of human flesh. That he had been carried trough the nine month was only because it was too late when he was discover, the 3 month limits for an abortion had been reach and it would have been dangerous for both the mother and the child to do it. When he first saw the light of the day, it was raining, the sky was grey, covered with long lasting clouds, as the many couples outside were aiming for a romantic day and night, the young mother was looking for a way to get rid of this child of hers. The father long gone into the night, only the remnants of his distorded smile was remaining in the mother's memory. The Joker's laugh kept hitting her like a cold harsh rain. Her eyes descended upon the baby resting in her arms, pale as the moonlight, white hair already covering it's small head and big lavender eyes slightly opening to look at the motherly figure.
The baby was in perfect health, weight was excellent. The nurses were saying that this was a beautiful baby, congratulate her for it. Saying he was as beautiful as the mother. It was true, the mother, Azila D. Raven, was a beautiful young woman, a model at the top of her ranks, well, until now. Could she still live that kind of life with that child to take care of? She had not many family member to which she could sent him either. This little babe was the son of the infamous criminal, how could she live with that? The small child started to cry slightly, feeling the uneasiness of his mother. Instinctively, she started to rock him softly, but that was only temporary, she knew she couldn't deal with it. Her mind was set. A few days later, the baby was abandon on the stairs of the orphanage, it was sunny outside, at least. She left a small note within the clothes of the child along with a small necklace with a ring attached to it.
Cerberus D. Raven, born on february the 14th, son of Azila D. Raven and the Joker, to never be taken back...
That note, as if a curse, drove the possible parents away from him. He was taken in and for years, lived there. Not making many friends as they came and go, Cerberus was lonely, and over the years, started developing some powers as he grew older. At 15 years old, he was told he could not stay at the orphanage anymore, he was also given the note left by his mother and the necklace and ring. Kicked out of the place, Cerberus had no where to go, so he descended the streets and tried to survive on his own. Using his tricks, as he had discover his powers, he started stealing food, money and other things in order to live within the busy back streets. Noticed by a police officier, he was caught during a certain operation. He was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. The one who interrogated him was none other then the commissionner, James Gordan.
With no excuses for his crimes, he explain his situation to the man and how he had been surviving in the streets, thanks to his powers, avoiding to inform him of his parents situation. He had learn a while back that his mother had died from a sickness a few years ago, but she had not left him anything. They talked for a while, a long while, and somewhat, Gordan's speech moved the young man. And the man had a proposition for him. With the young man's talents, he could use them for good, to help the society that once reject him, to prove himself to the world. Gordan offered him studies funds, a place to live in and a futur job. The man wanted to help him change for the better.
Before that kindness, the young man decided to accept this fate, with a hand shake, his futur was settled. Why had the commissionner gone to such lenght for a kid like him? For a troublemaker nonetheless, he had no idea, but he wouldn't let such an opportunity flee his hands. For the next 4 years, Cerberus studied at the college and university in order to enter the task forces and police, to become a detective like James Gordan. It was hard and a lot of work. When he finally showed itself once more in front of the commissionner, he was holding his certificate in hand. The look of approval the man gave him, made it all worth the suffering he had been trough. Cerberus started to saw the man as a father figure, one that he would never find in his biological father, which he had only heard of and never met. He wasn't even sure the criminal knew he had a son.
The fae's blood running in his veins, given by his mother would be what granted him the night shift, where he would be cooperating with other more surnatural abilities users. At the age of 19, he was one of the youngest officier in the place, but he was ready to fight for the man who had taken him out of his living hell, and given him a chance to be someone.
Cerberus D. Raven, 19 years old, officier, aspiring detective. Working the night shift.