Post by Leafo on Oct 12, 2016 22:52:07 GMT
CHARACTER PROFILE
[QUICK NOTE: After posting this, I was alerted of some recent news thats required me to go out of town for a bit. Once accepted/denied whatever, I wont start posting til October 12th or the 13th. Sorry.]
Name:
Clef Coe
Age:
23
Country of Birth:
USA
Country of Residence:
Mars Colony
Languages Spoken:
English
Personality: Clef is a natural asshole at heart. The sad part is, he probably doesn't even notice it. Considering he stands at 6'2 and is known for getting a bit too hasty with things, noone stops him. He always has this 'smug' aura surrounding him that puts people on ease. Not an easy guy to get the trust of. Generally your regular Highschool Grad, nothing too special to be honest.
History:
Clef started his life with a Middle-Class lifestyle up in Alaska. Being secluded up in the north with nothing but the barely visible road and the thick forests at either side, what else was there to do? He joined in with the only crowd he could and since noone was there to really stop them, they became a growing menace in the small community. Though he wasn't exactly the leader, he definitely didnt get shoved around like the others were. As such, he always had this smug confidence shrouding him. His 'Friends' didn't appreciate it, but what could they do? This would continue to be evident through his Teens til he finally got kicked out and hit the road. With only a Highschool Diploma and the clothes on his back, he only had one option. Walk. He finally cooped up in Ketchikan and worked as a Fisherman. Barely getting by with enough cash to spend nights at a Hotel. This went on for quite awhile until the day finally crept up on him. After being tracked down by the very people he thought were his friends, they decided to give a little payback. After realizing what he had become, which was a deadend Fisherman, they figured they could rough him up without anyone caring. Poor Clef got beat down brutally by the Docks and kicked into the Icy waters. This was supposed to be where he finally slept with the Fishes, but Lady Luck had other plans. He washed up not too far from the port-town, somewhere down the coast. He felt...relatively fine considering what happened. No, he did feel the pain of the beating, but that's not all he felt. Clef had awakened something within him after he fought against certain death.
Without a family nor friends to go back to, he decided to go into the new frontier that was Space. With his new ability, he could probably do alot better out there than on the old rock.
Notable Skills:
Street Smarts, amazing pain tolerance. Above average physical strength.
Notable Weaknesses:
Hard Headed, rude. Doesn't easily trust people.
Important Items:
Switchblade, except it isnt a blade but rather a comb. He doesnt use it though.
Appearance:
Standing at 6'2" with what seems to be a fauxhawk sort of haristyle going. His hair color is a boring black in the back with a light pink fading to the front. Sports a black jacket with a jean vest slipped over. The vest itself has a few buttons on it with 'TURBO' written on the back. An eye takes up a good portion of the back with some viscera added as some aesthetic. Some made-to-fit grey jeans take up his legs and some basic pink converse are covering his feet. A plaid red long-sleeve shirt is hidden under the coat.
STAND PROFILE
Namesake: “Turbo Lover” by Judas Priest
Name:
「TURBO LOVER」
Ability:
Though its default form is humanoid, Turbo Lover has the ability to transform into a motorcycle. In this form, it is visible to non-Stand users and can be ridden like any other motorcycle, as long as the user is within range. It doesn’t require fuel; as a Stand, it is powered by the user’s life force. Riding Turbo Lover for too long can cause the user to collapse from fatigue.
In humanoid form, Turbo Lover’s combat abilities are exceptional, but its most potent ability is its innate control over momentum. When Turbo Lover punches something or someone, the user can choose to transfer the momentum from that punch into the target with no wasted energy or recoil, completely overriding whatever momentum it had before; for instance, if Turbo Lover delivers a punch at 50 MPH, then whatever it punched will suffer no damage, but will be launched away from the punch at 50 MPH. This works on moving objects as well. With good precision and timing, Turbo Lover could punch a bullet away from its user without suffering any wounds.
This is capped at an 190 mph.
Superhuman Strength: Considering it /is/ a machine, it can do a considerable amount of damage by itself.
Kickstart My Heart: A new ability that is eventually gained by the user. Kickstart My Heart allows the user to target any material that they can see (the metal on a car, a floor, a person’s clothing or skin, etc.) and “synchronize” it with Turbo Lover’s engine. By revving the engine, Turbo Lover can increase the kinetic energy in every atom of the synchronized material, which will cause its temperature to rapidly increase. This can cause the synchronized material to burst into flames or melt. Initially is started by contact, but continues as long as they are visible. Breaking vision with the user will immediately erase the effects of Kickstart My Heart.
Notes: Turbo Lover’s greatest weakness is the fact that it behaves like a machine; if a fight lasts for too long or it overexerts itself, the engine in its torso will wear down and overheat. This is transferred to its user, as well; if Turbo Lover’s user doesn’t end fights quickly, they run the risk of hyperthermia and internal injury. Also, Turbo Lover’s engine constantly generates noise, making it worthless when stealth is necessary.
Type:
Tool Stand/Close Ranged Stand
Power: B
Speed: A
Range: D
Precision: A
Staying: E
Learning: D
Appearance: In its normal form, Turbo Lover appears as a silvery mechanoid figure with humanoid proportions. On its face is what would be the front of a sports bike, with a single headlight in the center and a visor on its forehead. On its chest are a radio dial and a turbo pressure gauge, approximately where the pectoral muscles would be on a human. Engraved on the rim of the pressure gauge are the words “TURBO LOVER” in capital letters. On its lower torso is a car’s engine with an exposed rotary chamber in its center. Pink metal with white racing stripes forms armor on its chest, shoulders, arms, and legs. Two wheels are stuck on the outside edges of its feet. Two large exhaust pipes protrude from its shoulders, sticking toward the back. When in disguise, it appears as a normal pink motorcycle. Specifically like a Honda CBR1100XX Blackbird (Hence the MPH Cap.)
MECH
Name: Tab-itha
Height: 15 meters
Firepower: B
Accuracy: B
Melee: E
Speed: B
Maneuverability: C
Durability: C
Appearance:
Tab-itha is an overgrown billboard in the shape of a Mech. Sprawled around its aged exterior is some old pink paint and some makeshift defenses. Apparently from the looks of things, the Mech was created as a revival to the old diet soft drink, Tab, as a way to get in with the times. However, try as they might, noone really caught onto it and as a result, the poor clunker was put into rest. It looks barely operational, but hey. You cant beat the oldies. It looks fairly humanoid, with the cockpit being square in the chest. Multiple boxes are on its back, which appear to have been coolers that held chilled cans of Tab. Now, its been refurbished to hold Ammo. As such, the entire rifle had to be reworked. Not like it was going to still shoot cans of soda out of it.
Weapons and Abilities: While the mech itself doesnt have any integrated weapons, It does have a fairly interesting rifle that can attach and detach off, whether this be purposefully or by force. Since the Mech itself is old, the rifle shoots .905 rounds, It can definitely pack a punch and the Mech automatically reloads it from its ammopool as long as the rifle is attached, but getting through to anything with this would be hard. Semi-Automatic.
Stand Burst*:
Tab-itha and TURBO LOVER work together to create what seems to be exhaust pipes form around the limbs, giving them an extra boost in speed. This can help with a Speedy Getaway or to a quick bash over the head with their rifle. Alternatively, this could be used on the gun itself to send a more concentrated shot.
[QUICK NOTE: After posting this, I was alerted of some recent news thats required me to go out of town for a bit. Once accepted/denied whatever, I wont start posting til October 12th or the 13th. Sorry.]
Name:
Clef Coe
Age:
23
Country of Birth:
USA
Country of Residence:
Mars Colony
Languages Spoken:
English
Personality: Clef is a natural asshole at heart. The sad part is, he probably doesn't even notice it. Considering he stands at 6'2 and is known for getting a bit too hasty with things, noone stops him. He always has this 'smug' aura surrounding him that puts people on ease. Not an easy guy to get the trust of. Generally your regular Highschool Grad, nothing too special to be honest.
History:
Clef started his life with a Middle-Class lifestyle up in Alaska. Being secluded up in the north with nothing but the barely visible road and the thick forests at either side, what else was there to do? He joined in with the only crowd he could and since noone was there to really stop them, they became a growing menace in the small community. Though he wasn't exactly the leader, he definitely didnt get shoved around like the others were. As such, he always had this smug confidence shrouding him. His 'Friends' didn't appreciate it, but what could they do? This would continue to be evident through his Teens til he finally got kicked out and hit the road. With only a Highschool Diploma and the clothes on his back, he only had one option. Walk. He finally cooped up in Ketchikan and worked as a Fisherman. Barely getting by with enough cash to spend nights at a Hotel. This went on for quite awhile until the day finally crept up on him. After being tracked down by the very people he thought were his friends, they decided to give a little payback. After realizing what he had become, which was a deadend Fisherman, they figured they could rough him up without anyone caring. Poor Clef got beat down brutally by the Docks and kicked into the Icy waters. This was supposed to be where he finally slept with the Fishes, but Lady Luck had other plans. He washed up not too far from the port-town, somewhere down the coast. He felt...relatively fine considering what happened. No, he did feel the pain of the beating, but that's not all he felt. Clef had awakened something within him after he fought against certain death.
Without a family nor friends to go back to, he decided to go into the new frontier that was Space. With his new ability, he could probably do alot better out there than on the old rock.
Notable Skills:
Street Smarts, amazing pain tolerance. Above average physical strength.
Notable Weaknesses:
Hard Headed, rude. Doesn't easily trust people.
Important Items:
Switchblade, except it isnt a blade but rather a comb. He doesnt use it though.
Appearance:
Standing at 6'2" with what seems to be a fauxhawk sort of haristyle going. His hair color is a boring black in the back with a light pink fading to the front. Sports a black jacket with a jean vest slipped over. The vest itself has a few buttons on it with 'TURBO' written on the back. An eye takes up a good portion of the back with some viscera added as some aesthetic. Some made-to-fit grey jeans take up his legs and some basic pink converse are covering his feet. A plaid red long-sleeve shirt is hidden under the coat.
STAND PROFILE
Namesake: “Turbo Lover” by Judas Priest
Name:
「TURBO LOVER」
Ability:
Though its default form is humanoid, Turbo Lover has the ability to transform into a motorcycle. In this form, it is visible to non-Stand users and can be ridden like any other motorcycle, as long as the user is within range. It doesn’t require fuel; as a Stand, it is powered by the user’s life force. Riding Turbo Lover for too long can cause the user to collapse from fatigue.
In humanoid form, Turbo Lover’s combat abilities are exceptional, but its most potent ability is its innate control over momentum. When Turbo Lover punches something or someone, the user can choose to transfer the momentum from that punch into the target with no wasted energy or recoil, completely overriding whatever momentum it had before; for instance, if Turbo Lover delivers a punch at 50 MPH, then whatever it punched will suffer no damage, but will be launched away from the punch at 50 MPH. This works on moving objects as well. With good precision and timing, Turbo Lover could punch a bullet away from its user without suffering any wounds.
This is capped at an 190 mph.
Superhuman Strength: Considering it /is/ a machine, it can do a considerable amount of damage by itself.
Kickstart My Heart: A new ability that is eventually gained by the user. Kickstart My Heart allows the user to target any material that they can see (the metal on a car, a floor, a person’s clothing or skin, etc.) and “synchronize” it with Turbo Lover’s engine. By revving the engine, Turbo Lover can increase the kinetic energy in every atom of the synchronized material, which will cause its temperature to rapidly increase. This can cause the synchronized material to burst into flames or melt. Initially is started by contact, but continues as long as they are visible. Breaking vision with the user will immediately erase the effects of Kickstart My Heart.
Notes: Turbo Lover’s greatest weakness is the fact that it behaves like a machine; if a fight lasts for too long or it overexerts itself, the engine in its torso will wear down and overheat. This is transferred to its user, as well; if Turbo Lover’s user doesn’t end fights quickly, they run the risk of hyperthermia and internal injury. Also, Turbo Lover’s engine constantly generates noise, making it worthless when stealth is necessary.
Type:
Tool Stand/Close Ranged Stand
Power: B
Speed: A
Range: D
Precision: A
Staying: E
Learning: D
Appearance: In its normal form, Turbo Lover appears as a silvery mechanoid figure with humanoid proportions. On its face is what would be the front of a sports bike, with a single headlight in the center and a visor on its forehead. On its chest are a radio dial and a turbo pressure gauge, approximately where the pectoral muscles would be on a human. Engraved on the rim of the pressure gauge are the words “TURBO LOVER” in capital letters. On its lower torso is a car’s engine with an exposed rotary chamber in its center. Pink metal with white racing stripes forms armor on its chest, shoulders, arms, and legs. Two wheels are stuck on the outside edges of its feet. Two large exhaust pipes protrude from its shoulders, sticking toward the back. When in disguise, it appears as a normal pink motorcycle. Specifically like a Honda CBR1100XX Blackbird (Hence the MPH Cap.)
MECH
Name: Tab-itha
Height: 15 meters
Firepower: B
Accuracy: B
Melee: E
Speed: B
Maneuverability: C
Durability: C
Appearance:
Tab-itha is an overgrown billboard in the shape of a Mech. Sprawled around its aged exterior is some old pink paint and some makeshift defenses. Apparently from the looks of things, the Mech was created as a revival to the old diet soft drink, Tab, as a way to get in with the times. However, try as they might, noone really caught onto it and as a result, the poor clunker was put into rest. It looks barely operational, but hey. You cant beat the oldies. It looks fairly humanoid, with the cockpit being square in the chest. Multiple boxes are on its back, which appear to have been coolers that held chilled cans of Tab. Now, its been refurbished to hold Ammo. As such, the entire rifle had to be reworked. Not like it was going to still shoot cans of soda out of it.
Weapons and Abilities: While the mech itself doesnt have any integrated weapons, It does have a fairly interesting rifle that can attach and detach off, whether this be purposefully or by force. Since the Mech itself is old, the rifle shoots .905 rounds, It can definitely pack a punch and the Mech automatically reloads it from its ammopool as long as the rifle is attached, but getting through to anything with this would be hard. Semi-Automatic.
Stand Burst*:
Tab-itha and TURBO LOVER work together to create what seems to be exhaust pipes form around the limbs, giving them an extra boost in speed. This can help with a Speedy Getaway or to a quick bash over the head with their rifle. Alternatively, this could be used on the gun itself to send a more concentrated shot.
