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February 2025

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I don't care what you think, as long as it's about me

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ABOUT
Riot
NAME
Fae / Tiefling
ORIGIN
Preternatural strength
SPECIALTY
Male
GENDER
5'11"
HEIGHT
One long, lean muscle
BUILD
DEMEANOUR
Riot will always let everyone know when he's walked into a room. He takes up space and thrives off of attention.
VISUAL
Riot's standard look is tall, long-limbed, and thin— with every inch of his rose taupe skin corded with muscle. His irises glow gold against pitch black scleras, set with slits for pupils. Long hair in a dark red to black gradient falls well past his waist in a loosely braided plait. Two sharp horns sweep back from his forehead. He has a very expressive prehensile tail. Riot prefers to wear tight-fit and often revealing clothing, all in black. Humans will perceive him as almost too much to look at, and though instinct will say it's because he's overwhelmingly attractive, those brave enough to try and stare at him for too long will start to feel an odd sense of fear.
OLFACTORY
A rich and sensual scent clings to him, seemingly permanently infused into his clothes and hair. There's an underlying tone of blood.
AURAL
Riot tends to talk brashly, saying whatever is on his mind at the moment and making sure his opinion is loud enough for people to hear. But when speaking quieter, he doesn't sound unpleasant, and can even drop his voice into a low purr.
PERMISSIONS
IC PERMISSIONS
PHYSICAL AFFECTION
Riot is very physically affectionate and more often than not will initiate touch, even with strangers. He's also a fan of physical intimacy.
Physical violence
Fighting is one of Riot's favorite pastimes. It's always welcome, but be prepared to get bodied unless he decides to hold back.
RELATIONSHIPS
While Riot is willing to get physically intimate with almost anybody, emotional intimacy is not his strong suit. He makes friends easily, but still tends to hold them at a comfortable distance. He tends to make flirtatious advances and also responds to them accordingly, but any semblance of real romantic attachment will push him away.
PSYCHIC/PSIONIC/MAGICAL INFORMATION
Riot's mind is open to anyone who tries to get in it, but he will immediately know if somebody does this and will not take too kindly to the attempt.
MEDICAL INFORMATION
Riot is a literal dead man walking. His body still functions, but he is essentially a breathing corpse and cannot be killed.
OFFENSIVE SUBJECTS/TRIGGERS
Riot speaks crassly and likes making sexual innuendos from time to time. He might also mention using alcohol and drugs depending on the conversation. His abilities and story involve his own blood, cult worship, and general gore.
OOC PERMISSIONS
BACKTAGGING
Y
THREADHOPPPING
Y
FOURTHWALLING
N
ABILITIES
Riot is one third of a divine trinity that was created when a god split its soul into three pieces at the time of its death. Riot's abilities are nerfed in jamjar, as he needs to be in the same plane as the other two thirds of his soul to have full access to all of his powers.

Magical abilities

Riot can use some minor magic on his own, which he often does for dramatic or comedic effect. He can conjure sounds, small illusions and objects, teleport short distances, and use a variation of shapeshifting where he can adjust things about himself such as the the length and color of his eyes and hair, his height, and how he appears age-wise. He mostly uses the latter to change the designs and pigmentation of his tattoos, which aren't actually ink. When his patron is nearby, Riot can tap into their reserves and use a portion of their magical ability to enhance his own.

Archetype: Barbarian

Riot is a natural-born fighter. When he means to kill, he will not shy away from being injured if it means he can land the final blow. He takes full advantage of the fact that he cannot permanently die. He can and will use anything on hand as a weapon, but has a proclivity for axes.
Bloodfury. Riot can enter a euphoric state of pure, violence-fueled madness where he feels no pain. The more injuries he sustains, the more powerful he becomes. He will not stop until he is commanded to by someone else from the triad, has killed his quarry, or is "killed."

Bloodletter. When Riot bleeds, his blood spreads until it eventually covers the rest of his body; it then solidifies into a protective armor that makes him invulnerable to most physical and magical attacks, and also gives him a significant damage boost. Anyone who looks at him in this state becomes completely terror-struck at most and unnerved at the least, as Riot gains the appearance of something terribly cursed. Bloodfury immediately takes hold when the armor is summoned. On the rare occasion that something manages to break through the armor, it will repair itself instantly, using more of Riot's own blood. It is possible for him to bleed out and "die" from this. Upon his reformation, he will have to bleed to use Bloodletter again. It can also be dispelled under the same circumstances as Bloodfury. He will be a bit exhausted afterwards.
BACKSTORY
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MEETING THE PARTY
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Just say anything, George, say what ever's natural, the first thing that comes to your mind. Take that you mutated son-of-a-bitch. My pine, why you. You space bastard, you killed a pine. You do? Yeah, it's 8:00. Hey, McFly, I thought I told you never to come in here. Well it's gonna cost you. How much money you got on you?