Argh.
Man, this semester is really wearing me out.
Now, anyone remember me bitching about my brother not doing any of his school work? It has now gotten to the point that Mom and Dad are willing to pay me freaking fifty bucks a week if he'll just DO THE DAMNED HOMEWORK.
I have accepted this challenge for the dough. I have attempted to rope my brother into coopoerating; hopefully the possibility of getting his game systems back, plus the extra games that I'd like to get, will be enough of an incentive to avoid watching TV, surfing the web, etc.
Oh, and by the way, I finally have internet again at home. W00t.
Man, Java's really killing me, though. I'm always exhausted when I hit that class.
Hoo hah. Also working on a concept for an RP I'm planning on running. It goes something like this:
Frankenstein’s Monster Melee
Basic Concept:
Congratulations. You are dead. Whether by accident, purpose, old age, a highly competitive game of tiddlywinks, or something else, you have kicked the bucket, and you were all out of phoenix downs, scrolls of resurrection, and you left your ubar pocket cleric in your other suit of armor. Take your pick. Your soul has gone on to whatever fate might hold for it…whether heaven, hell, nirvana, reincarnation, wandering the earth, or oblivion. However, even without life or soul, you’ve left behind one thing to carry on your legacy…your body. At least some of it. Just enough.
People and organizations raid the graveyards for many things and many purposes. However, only one of these purposes directly concerns you. The Frankenstein’s Monster Melee tournament circuits, where the parts of multiple dead beings are stitched together, animated into what is generally considered to be a parody of life, and made to fight for the fame and fortune of their creators. And that’s where you come in. Whether collected via one of the agencies that has grown to fill the need of those who meddle in what, it’s popularly claimed, man was not meant to know, or harvested by these creators themselves, at least your brain was recovered in decent condition. You are now a Frankenstein’s Monster, with a body…mostly…not your own.
For your own survival, at least as much as the concept applies to someone who’s already dead, and perhaps eventually your freedom…you must fight.
The Details:
Though the soul has left, some of the ambient soul-stuff nevertheless remains, infusing the collective dead body parts of a Frankenstein’s Monster with faint echoes of the person who once inhabited them. However, these are not enough to keep a corpse…animate, as it were, at least not usually. As such, through an arcane and highly secret process, the ‘auras’ these body parts have are supercharged via electricity, and blended together into one dysfunctional whole, with the supercharged brain more or less controlling the whole affair…though often the reflexes of individual parts of the body will react without warning for a new Frankenstein’s Monster. This supercharged aura animates the monster, making it stronger and faster than it was in life, as well as preventing and, in some cases, reversing decay…but the charge itself only lasts for a limited time, running out of power after so long. In casual day-to-day operations, the charge may last for as long as a week; in battle, however, the energy gets burned through at such a rate that it typically lasts about an hour…at most.
Since the body parts retain not only the now supercharged musculature and flexibility of the person they once belonged to, assuming they’ve been kept in decent condition, but the reflexes of those body parts, good body parts are in high demand, as well as often being supremely rare. The legs of a master kick boxer or a sprinter, the torso of a circus contortionist, the arms of a professional weightlifter, all of having died in peak condition…? Almost impossible to find, and usually auctioned off to the highest bidder, or, occasionally, offered as a prize in one of the many tournaments.
As for the memories of a monster, in general, it often varies widely from monster to monster, often depending upon the condition of the brain. Some have all of their memories up until their death, some remember some things and are foggy about others, and some remember nothing about their life before awakening as a Frankenstein’s Monster, though they typically have the same attitudes and personality that the individual in life had.
In regards to magic and psionics, if the person who the brain belonged to, ie, you, could use them, so can the monster, albeit not as easily as before, in most cases…but with a terrible downside. Instead of being able to draw from the mana field or use your own natural psychic energies, you draw straight from your own supercharged energies...and it uses up that energy like crazy. Even relatively minor spells and psionics will leave you feeling like you've run a marathon, and if you try anything along the lines of great balls of fire or teleportation, it had better finish the match because you're going to be pretty much wiped out. And forget anything major; you'll just deactivate yourself AND have the spell fizzle to boot. On occasion, with the body parts of powerful creatures or mages, these body parts can have 'spell reflexes' that allows a monster with them attached to use certain spells or spell-like abilities, or possibly just increase the efficacy of your own spells, but it'll still wind up being a total pain in the ass.
In regard to all things clerical or anything else that involves you borrowing your power from a deity...you are now, basically, a soulless abomination; ergo, you can't. In fact, your deity of choice can't even hear your prayers anymore. In short, it totally sucks to be you. But then, you knew that.
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I've obviously got a buttload of stuff to work out in regards to this; the different tournaments, the rules, what I expect from the players...I plan to have the actual battles either in scheduled chats or via AIM, then post the logs. Because fights in a thread between two different players, or even a player and an NPC they can't more or less kill with ease...suck.
That's all for now. Over and out.
Now, anyone remember me bitching about my brother not doing any of his school work? It has now gotten to the point that Mom and Dad are willing to pay me freaking fifty bucks a week if he'll just DO THE DAMNED HOMEWORK.
I have accepted this challenge for the dough. I have attempted to rope my brother into coopoerating; hopefully the possibility of getting his game systems back, plus the extra games that I'd like to get, will be enough of an incentive to avoid watching TV, surfing the web, etc.
Oh, and by the way, I finally have internet again at home. W00t.
Man, Java's really killing me, though. I'm always exhausted when I hit that class.
Hoo hah. Also working on a concept for an RP I'm planning on running. It goes something like this:
Frankenstein’s Monster Melee
Basic Concept:
Congratulations. You are dead. Whether by accident, purpose, old age, a highly competitive game of tiddlywinks, or something else, you have kicked the bucket, and you were all out of phoenix downs, scrolls of resurrection, and you left your ubar pocket cleric in your other suit of armor. Take your pick. Your soul has gone on to whatever fate might hold for it…whether heaven, hell, nirvana, reincarnation, wandering the earth, or oblivion. However, even without life or soul, you’ve left behind one thing to carry on your legacy…your body. At least some of it. Just enough.
People and organizations raid the graveyards for many things and many purposes. However, only one of these purposes directly concerns you. The Frankenstein’s Monster Melee tournament circuits, where the parts of multiple dead beings are stitched together, animated into what is generally considered to be a parody of life, and made to fight for the fame and fortune of their creators. And that’s where you come in. Whether collected via one of the agencies that has grown to fill the need of those who meddle in what, it’s popularly claimed, man was not meant to know, or harvested by these creators themselves, at least your brain was recovered in decent condition. You are now a Frankenstein’s Monster, with a body…mostly…not your own.
For your own survival, at least as much as the concept applies to someone who’s already dead, and perhaps eventually your freedom…you must fight.
The Details:
Though the soul has left, some of the ambient soul-stuff nevertheless remains, infusing the collective dead body parts of a Frankenstein’s Monster with faint echoes of the person who once inhabited them. However, these are not enough to keep a corpse…animate, as it were, at least not usually. As such, through an arcane and highly secret process, the ‘auras’ these body parts have are supercharged via electricity, and blended together into one dysfunctional whole, with the supercharged brain more or less controlling the whole affair…though often the reflexes of individual parts of the body will react without warning for a new Frankenstein’s Monster. This supercharged aura animates the monster, making it stronger and faster than it was in life, as well as preventing and, in some cases, reversing decay…but the charge itself only lasts for a limited time, running out of power after so long. In casual day-to-day operations, the charge may last for as long as a week; in battle, however, the energy gets burned through at such a rate that it typically lasts about an hour…at most.
Since the body parts retain not only the now supercharged musculature and flexibility of the person they once belonged to, assuming they’ve been kept in decent condition, but the reflexes of those body parts, good body parts are in high demand, as well as often being supremely rare. The legs of a master kick boxer or a sprinter, the torso of a circus contortionist, the arms of a professional weightlifter, all of having died in peak condition…? Almost impossible to find, and usually auctioned off to the highest bidder, or, occasionally, offered as a prize in one of the many tournaments.
As for the memories of a monster, in general, it often varies widely from monster to monster, often depending upon the condition of the brain. Some have all of their memories up until their death, some remember some things and are foggy about others, and some remember nothing about their life before awakening as a Frankenstein’s Monster, though they typically have the same attitudes and personality that the individual in life had.
In regards to magic and psionics, if the person who the brain belonged to, ie, you, could use them, so can the monster, albeit not as easily as before, in most cases…but with a terrible downside. Instead of being able to draw from the mana field or use your own natural psychic energies, you draw straight from your own supercharged energies...and it uses up that energy like crazy. Even relatively minor spells and psionics will leave you feeling like you've run a marathon, and if you try anything along the lines of great balls of fire or teleportation, it had better finish the match because you're going to be pretty much wiped out. And forget anything major; you'll just deactivate yourself AND have the spell fizzle to boot. On occasion, with the body parts of powerful creatures or mages, these body parts can have 'spell reflexes' that allows a monster with them attached to use certain spells or spell-like abilities, or possibly just increase the efficacy of your own spells, but it'll still wind up being a total pain in the ass.
In regard to all things clerical or anything else that involves you borrowing your power from a deity...you are now, basically, a soulless abomination; ergo, you can't. In fact, your deity of choice can't even hear your prayers anymore. In short, it totally sucks to be you. But then, you knew that.
-----
I've obviously got a buttload of stuff to work out in regards to this; the different tournaments, the rules, what I expect from the players...I plan to have the actual battles either in scheduled chats or via AIM, then post the logs. Because fights in a thread between two different players, or even a player and an NPC they can't more or less kill with ease...suck.
That's all for now. Over and out.