Jump to content

Thogphog

Members
  • Content Count

    44
  • Joined

  • Last visited

About Thogphog

  • Rank
    Advanced Member

Recent Profile Visitors

339 profile views
  1. I would like to add this to Corporis Super-Senses 1 (low-light vision) [1PP] (vampirism, biological manipulation) Eye opening. -Absurdist
  2. Thogphog

    Bloodsong

    She sipped the Bourbon as the man talked. It was strong of taste, but the vampirism knocked out the 'bad effects'. She'd get woozy if she drank too much, but not full on drunk. Also, no hangovers! The man was deathly ill, and she was just a shot in the dark. "Vampire, Winston," she said mocking the idea of mocking the idea, "I'm not sure you know of my recent predicament!" She sat the drink down on the table and crossed her hands, "you see, I'm partly out of that racket now. Some science madman made me his guinea pig and I'm alive. Though I still have the fun stuff. Blood Manipulation." She looked to Winston for a quiet second, "something you might benefit from. Maybe you did do your homework."
  3. @GranspearZX @Darksider42 Are you guys still up for this?
  4. Jennifer's alarm. Not safe for work. Also loud. As of now, she has an Injury.
  5. If only it were just a dream. Last night. The past century. She had dreams, but they were blood soaked gore fests. Nightmares of ripping through bodies, then feasting on and bathing with the insides. She'd only started having them after she returned to life. She assumed it was a side effect of losing or gaining something from the man who 'fixed' her. If they were an intimidation factor, it failed. She reveled in these thoughts. The latter, she assumed, was the time of being a vampire normalizing this. Not that she would do it in her waking hours... Would she? Into the waking world she was thrust at the sound of her phone blaring a crude message about the time to stop. But the note she pulled instead confused her. Dark magic indeed. "Bedlam," she asked with a confused waking groan, "lovely, breakfast time. There had better be breakfast." She knew how bad it was there. It had a reputation. She fell back into her dreams again. Come morning, things were OK. Vampirism killed little things like hangovers. However, it did not kill bad decisions. It probably made them worse. She sat up and looked for the note. It was crumpled beneath her. She looked at the time. An hour. She could have ignored it, but 'repercussions'. Oh boy. She tidied up; a shower, this time not a mess. Just in case no breakfast, she grabbed a couple of toaster waffles. She slipped into that familiar Corporis garb of black. Looking at her phone she found the address. Finally, she would have to be there expeditiously. Baring the back of her arm, she sliced deep. The blood fell on the floor. She'd clean it when she got back. Hopefully there was someone there at that address.
  6. It was a 'social experiment', as the kids like to call them these days. She would go to a sports bar and watch the game. Superbowl Sunday was such easy prey in New Orleans. She remembered last year, and the year before, and... well she did it for fifty-two at most. This Sunday, she would not think of sinking her teeth into the flesh of blitzed out of their mind revelers. No, she would actually enjoy the game. Mingle with the people. Have fun in a different sort of way. And it was a good night. She got a few drinks for free for the company of some rapid sports fans. They cheered victories and scorned defeats.Sure, it wasn't the Jets or the Giants, but most of the bar interested in the game wanted to see Tom Brady lose. And they were rewarded. While she wasn't completely drunk, she didn't feel right walking home stumbling. She poured herself into a cab. She had a lively one-and-a-half-sided conversation with the cab driver. She would talk and he would either not answer or throw a few words in to keep her going. She paid the driver and went back to her apartment. She looked around the empty place. It was beautiful. Lonely, but beautiful.
  7. Corporis Sick Filth GM post goes to Corporis, but it won't matter Retail Or Coffeeshop Experience Preferred Darkness Unleashed Bloodsong
  8. Thogphog

    Bloodsong

    "This is kind of what I expected," Corporis grinned. The two personalities were not that different. Corporis was Jennifer cranked up to 11. Though Jennifer rested at about an 8. She curtsied as Winston introduced himself. "I'd introduce myself," she said once it was over, "but you seem to have me all figured out. Jennifer James. Corporis. Whichever's good for you." She looked at the glass he was offering. "Blood is an acquired taste really," she looked to him, "I'll take your offer of bourbon though." She pointed to a seat, asking him without asking, "also, we must talk about the letter you sent me. How can I help you, Winston?" She removed her coat and propped it over her left arm where she could grab anything from the pockets with her right hand.
  9. Thogphog

    Bloodsong

    Looking at the note and then the jar. She was glad it was frozen. Blood was her favorite smell. Warm blood had been known to make her a bit ravenous in attitude, but she had ways of controlling it for short periods of time. She stuck the letter on her fridge with a green C magnet. "I mean, I am a hero now, aren't I," she asked herself. She remembered the demon incident where she met two other heroes. "We did heroic things, saved people. Hell, I'm in hero housing." She walked over to the cooler and looked at the jar. "Alright, you don't have to pull my leg twice." She went into her dressing room and pulled together something nice and formal. A black silk dress with a lace top. Can't go looking like a casual plebeian. Though of course, Corporis' outfit would not be complete without a black leather jacket and shades. Also, her sidearm, the falchion she carried in her former unlife. "Prepared," she asked herself. She had her cell and wallet in one pocket. Her smokes and a sharp pocket knife in the other. The bloody path lay before her. She knew not where this would lead. Only that she could do some good in the world. She went to the jar again. It was the doorway to this adventure. She took a deep breath and exhaled ending up in...
  10. She got the Blood Manipulation from being a vampire, but kept it due to Mastermind messing with her biology. So yeah, i guess it wouldn't magic now? Thing is, with or without it, she's PL8. Without it, she has a sword. Not quite a weapon master, but she hits PL8 caps.
  11. So, the main villain of the thread is a demon trafficking in healthy human beings making them in to parts for people who need fresh parts quick and using the chaff to make abominations. That's what I had. Not that the demon - something super high level for Corporis - would be a challenge for either Ouroboros or Sandman. He was just going to turn tail after his crew of demons and monsters had been dealt with, swearing enmity on the duo/group. Something they'd have to deal with later, seeing as they'd made connections. Now the problem is, how would they nerf either character? Do you have a problem with that? I mean, Superman has a kryptonite, but still keeps fighting. But in RPGs, that's kinda bum. What say you?
  12. Are mismatched PLs doable? It'll be less a struggle, yeah. Carmen could be a sidekick
×