At the Marino Boardwalk (which I declare exists because this is California), there is a big stall near the front. It seems to be manned by one chubby, middle-aged man of Asian descent who stands at 5' 8", cooking with incredible speed and an equally incredible smile. The overhead menu has light bulbs ringing it, the light going around in a circle to highlight all the delicious treats at the Sugar Shack. His cookbook lies open in the back, and Stand users can see the text glowing gold. Same with his food, actually.
He hands one of the few remaining customers (most have left or just stopped arriving due to the rising crime rate) an entire roasted pig leg. "Hope you enjoy!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Is that all you ever think about? I wanted to have an actual conversation. I need to tell you about the results of my last set of trials.”
He rolls his eyes and lowers his glasses "I think about other things. If you want to have an actual conversation you should have said so, how did it go?"
“What we’re observing here is something completely unprecedented in microbiology. Not only does it not bear resemblance to any existing taxon on Earth, but its strategy of infection is reliant on variables that can’t even be quantified. I’ve used 32 different hosts and produced no results like what we see with human infection, but we’ve seen that less complex organisms can undergo the full effects.”
He puts his head on his hand, looking Aaron in the eyes "Oh really, so only creatures with more complex biology or sentience can gain a stand? Is that correct for me to assume or am I mistaken on that?" He sips his coffee, blinking slowly, still incredibly bored.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
At the Marino Boardwalk (which I declare exists because this is California), there is a big stall near the front. It seems to be manned by one chubby, middle-aged man of Asian descent who stands at 5' 8", cooking with incredible speed and an equally incredible smile. The overhead menu has light bulbs ringing it, the light going around in a circle to highlight all the delicious treats at the Sugar Shack. His cookbook lies open in the back, and Stand users can see the text glowing gold. Same with his food, actually.
He hands one of the few remaining customers (most have left or just stopped arriving due to the rising crime rate) an entire roasted pig leg. "Hope you enjoy!"
An equally aged, although more muscular man of Caribbean descent in dirt covered work clothes and a 'wife beater' t-shirt walks over to the stall. He has a strange deck of cards in one hand, the cards glowing similarly to the book itself. He takes out a wallet from his back pocket and places a twenty dollar bill on the stall, speaking in a deep and rough, although kind voice "I would like something, if you don't mind. A turkey leg or something similar if you have it."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
At the Marino Boardwalk (which I declare exists because this is California), there is a big stall near the front. It seems to be manned by one chubby, middle-aged man of Asian descent who stands at 5' 8", cooking with incredible speed and an equally incredible smile. The overhead menu has light bulbs ringing it, the light going around in a circle to highlight all the delicious treats at the Sugar Shack. His cookbook lies open in the back, and Stand users can see the text glowing gold. Same with his food, actually.
He hands one of the few remaining customers (most have left or just stopped arriving due to the rising crime rate) an entire roasted pig leg. "Hope you enjoy!"
An equally aged, although more muscular man of Caribbean descent in dirt covered work clothes and a 'wife beater' t-shirt walks over to the stall. He has a strange deck of cards in one hand, the cards glowing similarly to the book itself. He takes out a wallet from his back pocket and places a twenty dollar bill on the stall, speaking in a deep and rough, although kind voice "I would like something, if you don't mind. A turkey leg or something similar if you have it."
"Yes, sir." He has a very weird accent, a mix of Southern and Chinese. "We have chicken, turkey, and pig legs. You can get 5 chicken, 2 turkey, or one pork for this bill." He grins his perfect teeth. "The pig leg is the biggest, and will get you the most change, but you might not be able to eat it all without a friend."
At the Marino Boardwalk (which I declare exists because this is California), there is a big stall near the front. It seems to be manned by one chubby, middle-aged man of Asian descent who stands at 5' 8", cooking with incredible speed and an equally incredible smile. The overhead menu has light bulbs ringing it, the light going around in a circle to highlight all the delicious treats at the Sugar Shack. His cookbook lies open in the back, and Stand users can see the text glowing gold. Same with his food, actually.
He hands one of the few remaining customers (most have left or just stopped arriving due to the rising crime rate) an entire roasted pig leg. "Hope you enjoy!"
An equally aged, although more muscular man of Caribbean descent in dirt covered work clothes and a 'wife beater' t-shirt walks over to the stall. He has a strange deck of cards in one hand, the cards glowing similarly to the book itself. He takes out a wallet from his back pocket and places a twenty dollar bill on the stall, speaking in a deep and rough, although kind voice "I would like something, if you don't mind. A turkey leg or something similar if you have it."
"Yes, sir." He has a very weird accent, a mix of Southern and Chinese. "We have chicken, turkey, and pig legs. You can get 5 chicken, 2 turkey, or one pork for this bill." He grins his perfect teeth. "The pig leg is the biggest, and will get you the most change, but you might not be able to eat it all without a friend."
He shakes his head and places another twenty on the stall counter "If it's that much how about you give me two?" He says in a friendly voice to the man, pocketing his cards and looking at the book in the back with a curious gaze.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Yes, sir." He has a very weird accent, a mix of Southern and Chinese. "We have chicken, turkey, and pig legs. You can get 5 chicken, 2 turkey, or one pork for this bill." He grins his perfect teeth. "The pig leg is the biggest, and will get you the most change, but you might not be able to eat it all without a friend."
He shakes his head and places another twenty on the stall counter "If it's that much how about you give me two?" He says in a friendly voice to the man, pocketing his cards and looking at the book in the back with a curious gaze.
He nods. He begins to cut the pork, his knives glowing with the same gold. He notices where the man's eyes fall. "I got that cookbook from my grandma. I had a lot of trouble with it, but one day it just clicked with me. I wish I could teach other people how to use the techniques in there, but they're weird and hard to grasp. I mean, carving a chicken's life-essence without cutting the chicken? It sounds crazy, but it works!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Yes, sir." He has a very weird accent, a mix of Southern and Chinese. "We have chicken, turkey, and pig legs. You can get 5 chicken, 2 turkey, or one pork for this bill." He grins his perfect teeth. "The pig leg is the biggest, and will get you the most change, but you might not be able to eat it all without a friend."
He shakes his head and places another twenty on the stall counter "If it's that much how about you give me two?" He says in a friendly voice to the man, pocketing his cards and looking at the book in the back with a curious gaze.
He nods. He begins to cut the pork, his knives glowing with the same gold. He notices where the man's eyes fall. "I got that cookbook from my grandma. I had a lot of trouble with it, but one day it just clicked with me. I wish I could teach other people how to use the techniques in there, but they're weird and hard to grasp. I mean, carving a chicken's life-essence without cutting the chicken? It sounds crazy, but it works!"
He puts his hands in his pockets, his curious gaze turning to the chef himself "That sure is something you wouldn't expect to be able to teach, but some things don't make sense do they? After all, this world isn't exactly known for being normal, my cards have got special features of their own. Indulge me if you don't mind it, how do you cut a chicken's life essence exactly?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Yes, sir." He has a very weird accent, a mix of Southern and Chinese. "We have chicken, turkey, and pig legs. You can get 5 chicken, 2 turkey, or one pork for this bill." He grins his perfect teeth. "The pig leg is the biggest, and will get you the most change, but you might not be able to eat it all without a friend."
He shakes his head and places another twenty on the stall counter "If it's that much how about you give me two?" He says in a friendly voice to the man, pocketing his cards and looking at the book in the back with a curious gaze.
He nods. He begins to cut the pork, his knives glowing with the same gold. He notices where the man's eyes fall. "I got that cookbook from my grandma. I had a lot of trouble with it, but one day it just clicked with me. I wish I could teach other people how to use the techniques in there, but they're weird and hard to grasp. I mean, carving a chicken's life-essence without cutting the chicken? It sounds crazy, but it works!"
He puts his hands in his pockets, his curious gaze turning to the chef himself "That sure is something you wouldn't expect to be able to teach, but some things don't make sense do they? After all, this world isn't exactly known for being normal, my cards have got special features of their own. Indulge me if you don't mind it, how do you cut a chicken's life essence exactly?"
"Well, have you ever seen a chicken's aura? It's like that. You slice their spirit. it hurts the chicken, but not in a way that matters. The chicken can heal if you feed it some more, which they can't really do if you cut off a wing or something." his own glow fades a bit, entering the pig legs through his knives. "You said your cards were special too. What do they do?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Yes, sir." He has a very weird accent, a mix of Southern and Chinese. "We have chicken, turkey, and pig legs. You can get 5 chicken, 2 turkey, or one pork for this bill." He grins his perfect teeth. "The pig leg is the biggest, and will get you the most change, but you might not be able to eat it all without a friend."
He shakes his head and places another twenty on the stall counter "If it's that much how about you give me two?" He says in a friendly voice to the man, pocketing his cards and looking at the book in the back with a curious gaze.
He nods. He begins to cut the pork, his knives glowing with the same gold. He notices where the man's eyes fall. "I got that cookbook from my grandma. I had a lot of trouble with it, but one day it just clicked with me. I wish I could teach other people how to use the techniques in there, but they're weird and hard to grasp. I mean, carving a chicken's life-essence without cutting the chicken? It sounds crazy, but it works!"
He puts his hands in his pockets, his curious gaze turning to the chef himself "That sure is something you wouldn't expect to be able to teach, but some things don't make sense do they? After all, this world isn't exactly known for being normal, my cards have got special features of their own. Indulge me if you don't mind it, how do you cut a chicken's life essence exactly?"
"Well, have you ever seen a chicken's aura? It's like that. You slice their spirit. it hurts the chicken, but not in a way that matters. The chicken can heal if you feed it some more, which they can't really do if you cut off a wing or something." his own glow fades a bit, entering the pig legs through his knives. "You said your cards were special too. What do they do?"
"You can see things souls, or rather their life force directly? Impressive. My cards aren't nearly as special." He pulls the deck out of his pocket and begins to shuffle "Each card does something special, lets say I pull a suit." He takes out the king of clubs "If I pointed this at someone, they would feel like a bat or somethin' hit them in the chest, and actually take that damage." He then pulls out the chariot tarot card "And this would allow me to run faster than normal, or throw a punch quicker."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Well, have you ever seen a chicken's aura? It's like that. You slice their spirit. it hurts the chicken, but not in a way that matters. The chicken can heal if you feed it some more, which they can't really do if you cut off a wing or something." his own glow fades a bit, entering the pig legs through his knives. "You said your cards were special too. What do they do?"
"You can see things souls, or rather their life force directly? Impressive. My cards aren't nearly as special." He pulls the deck out of his pocket and begins to shuffle "Each card does something special, lets say I pull a suit." He takes out the king of clubs "If I pointed this at someone, they would feel like a bat or somethin' hit them in the chest, and actually take that damage." He then pulls out the chariot tarot card "And this would allow me to run faster than normal, or throw a punch quicker."
"So you can do pretty much anything, but you can't choose what? That's pretty scary, man." He grins as he begins to prepare the roasted legs to be served. "That golden glow I do shows the raw vitality of the meat. It'll make you stronger and more charismatic. I should know, I eat it all the time!" The pork looks utterly beautiful in the glow, as if it were meant to be that way but mundane reality kept it from showing its true potential.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*If you’re going to use Tarot, why not use the minor arcana instead of modern day suits?*
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*If you’re going to use Tarot, why not use the minor arcana instead of modern day suits?*
*Because stands exist in a way that the user understands. Like the Oongo Bongo comics.*
*The minor arcana are not that difficult to understand. They are pretty much the same as modern day suits, just with different names. And plus, including The Major Arcana with modern suits just feels like they clash. That’s just me though*
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"Well, have you ever seen a chicken's aura? It's like that. You slice their spirit. it hurts the chicken, but not in a way that matters. The chicken can heal if you feed it some more, which they can't really do if you cut off a wing or something." his own glow fades a bit, entering the pig legs through his knives. "You said your cards were special too. What do they do?"
"You can see things souls, or rather their life force directly? Impressive. My cards aren't nearly as special." He pulls the deck out of his pocket and begins to shuffle "Each card does something special, lets say I pull a suit." He takes out the king of clubs "If I pointed this at someone, they would feel like a bat or somethin' hit them in the chest, and actually take that damage." He then pulls out the chariot tarot card "And this would allow me to run faster than normal, or throw a punch quicker."
"So you can do pretty much anything, but you can't choose what? That's pretty scary, man." He grins as he begins to prepare the roasted legs to be served. "That golden glow I do shows the raw vitality of the meat. It'll make you stronger and more charismatic. I should know, I eat it all the time!" The pork looks utterly beautiful in the glow, as if it were meant to be that way but mundane reality kept it from showing its true potential.
"Hmm so you can make people better when they eat your food?" He grins "And you said what I can do is scary. Oh I forgot, if I'm fighting someone, and pull one of the jokers then the damage I did is dealt back onto me. Something similar happened when I pulled a reverse tarot, giving the person I'm fighting the power, or making me weaker in some way." He leans over and smells the good food "That smells fantastic, how do you not get more business?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*If you’re going to use Tarot, why not use the minor arcana instead of modern day suits?*
*Because stands exist in a way that the user understands. Like the Oongo Bongo comics.*
*The minor arcana are not that difficult to understand. They are pretty much the same as modern day suits, just with different names. And plus, including The Major Arcana with modern suits just feels like they clash. That’s just me though*
*I would, but to be accurate with the character he wouldn't know the minor arcana, he's a coal miner and a gambler. The major arcana itself is a stretch for him to know, but I might change it if that's what seems best.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"So you can do pretty much anything, but you can't choose what? That's pretty scary, man." He grins as he begins to prepare the roasted legs to be served. "That golden glow I do shows the raw vitality of the meat. It'll make you stronger and more charismatic. I should know, I eat it all the time!" The pork looks utterly beautiful in the glow, as if it were meant to be that way but mundane reality kept it from showing its true potential.
"Hmm so you can make people better when they eat your food?" He grins "And you said what I can do is scary. Oh I forgot, if I'm fighting someone, and pull one of the jokers then the damage I did is dealt back onto me. Something similar happened when I pulled a reverse tarot, giving the person I'm fighting the power, or making me weaker in some way." He leans over and smells the good food "That smells fantastic, how do you not get more business?"
"The police patrol have too much crime on their hands to protect the boardwalk as well as they should, so people are staying away. I can handle the crime, but I can't move buildings on my own. So I'm stuck here for now. I'm glad most bad guys don't have powers like us. That would be even scarier." He puts out both legs, napkins wrapped around their hocks and the meat resting on little hot dog holders. "Do your cards run on calories or something, cause this is a lot of food for one guy. Not my place to judge, but the human stomach usually can't hold even one of these."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*If you’re going to use Tarot, why not use the minor arcana instead of modern day suits?*
*Because stands exist in a way that the user understands. Like the Oongo Bongo comics.*
*The minor arcana are not that difficult to understand. They are pretty much the same as modern day suits, just with different names. And plus, including The Major Arcana with modern suits just feels like they clash. That’s just me though*
*I would, but to be accurate with the character he wouldn't know the minor arcana, he's a coal miner and a gambler. The major arcana itself is a stretch for him to know, but I might change it if that's what seems best.*
*Just a thought to make it flow nicely. You do you man*
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Character Concept: Sebastian Rose (Name Reference: Ke$ha Rose Seber) is a showboaty and egotistical man who is a frequent participator and the California representative on the anti-violence program "StreetBeefs", who goes by the alias "Dance Commander" when in video. Outside of his fighting "career", he has an occupation as a jazzercise instructor a the local gym, to which he enjoys very much. His stand allows him to distract and disable his opponents in the ring well, as his threat gets potentially strong as he continues to bob, weave, and shuffle.
Stand Name: Take it Off (Name Reference: "Take it Off" by Ke$ha.) Type: Bound. (Specifically to the user's body.) Appearance: Take it Off takes the appearance of a stylish, metal zipper that runs down the user’s body, starting at the collarbone and stopping at the chest, stitched to the body with black leather and thread. When this zipper is unzipped, behind it unveils a layer of golden glitter over red flesh. When TIO is applied to a creature, it creates a thin slit around the object and forms a studded, black belt with the text RIGHT NOW plastered on it in neatly stitched, silver text. Range: 60 Meters (Approximately 200 feet.) Ability:Take it Off can put belts on specific body parts of creatures when the user lands punches, with the point of impact correlating with the belt. While the belt is strapped, the user's dodges and counterattacks cause the belt to grow in size and stretch to further areas of the body, as his flow state directly correlates with his stand. When the user unzips the zipper on their chest, that part of their body dissolves into glitter. Base don user's discretion, the process can range from a slow flaking off of glitter to an instant "explosion" of glitter. For 15 seconds while the body part is "dissolved" into glitter, the original owner of the body part is unconscious and the user can telepathically move the glitter and put it on a new surface. The body part reforms on the surface belt be a belt that looks like Take it Off's. Any removed body parts are still, for all intents and purposes, "attached" to their owner, still being completely under their control and being able to feel sensations such as warmth and pain. They're just relocated. The surface must be large enough to contain the body part's base, as well as needing to be flat. When the user is knocked down by a punch, falls unconscious or dies, or deactivates Take It Off, or any limbs leave the range, any relocated limbs dissolve into glitter and return to their owners. Only one belt can be placed at a time, but no limit to the amount of body parts that can be dissolved.
Still working out the ability in 5e rules-
Combat Style: In combat, Sebastian is a very tricky and wily mixed-range fighter, with his stand directly influencing how deadly he can be in a fight. He's reliant on his footwork and disorienting moves to force his opponents to slip up, even using his stand early to potentially initiate a combo.
"So you can do pretty much anything, but you can't choose what? That's pretty scary, man." He grins as he begins to prepare the roasted legs to be served. "That golden glow I do shows the raw vitality of the meat. It'll make you stronger and more charismatic. I should know, I eat it all the time!" The pork looks utterly beautiful in the glow, as if it were meant to be that way but mundane reality kept it from showing its true potential.
"Hmm so you can make people better when they eat your food?" He grins "And you said what I can do is scary. Oh I forgot, if I'm fighting someone, and pull one of the jokers then the damage I did is dealt back onto me. Something similar happened when I pulled a reverse tarot, giving the person I'm fighting the power, or making me weaker in some way." He leans over and smells the good food "That smells fantastic, how do you not get more business?"
"The police patrol have too much crime on their hands to protect the boardwalk as well as they should, so people are staying away. I can handle the crime, but I can't move buildings on my own. So I'm stuck here for now. I'm glad most bad guys don't have powers like us. That would be even scarier." He puts out both legs, napkins wrapped around their hocks and the meat resting on little hot dog holders. "Do your cards run on calories or something, cause this is a lot of food for one guy. Not my place to judge, but the human stomach usually can't hold even one of these."
He shakes his head "Don't worry abut judging, and no. I'm a coal miner, takes a lot of energy to do all that every day, and I don't pack a lunch." He takes the food "Thank you for these." He sits down nearby and begins to dig into the legs.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"So you can do pretty much anything, but you can't choose what? That's pretty scary, man." He grins as he begins to prepare the roasted legs to be served. "That golden glow I do shows the raw vitality of the meat. It'll make you stronger and more charismatic. I should know, I eat it all the time!" The pork looks utterly beautiful in the glow, as if it were meant to be that way but mundane reality kept it from showing its true potential.
"Hmm so you can make people better when they eat your food?" He grins "And you said what I can do is scary. Oh I forgot, if I'm fighting someone, and pull one of the jokers then the damage I did is dealt back onto me. Something similar happened when I pulled a reverse tarot, giving the person I'm fighting the power, or making me weaker in some way." He leans over and smells the good food "That smells fantastic, how do you not get more business?"
"The police patrol have too much crime on their hands to protect the boardwalk as well as they should, so people are staying away. I can handle the crime, but I can't move buildings on my own. So I'm stuck here for now. I'm glad most bad guys don't have powers like us. That would be even scarier." He puts out both legs, napkins wrapped around their hocks and the meat resting on little hot dog holders. "Do your cards run on calories or something, cause this is a lot of food for one guy. Not my place to judge, but the human stomach usually can't hold even one of these."
He shakes his head "Don't worry abut judging, and no. I'm a coal miner, takes a lot of energy to do all that every day, and I don't pack a lunch." He takes the food "Thank you for these." He sits down nearby and begins to dig into the legs.
The pork is juicy and sweet and savory and melt-in-your-mouth in a way that can't be healthy but feels like he just drank fresh water from a mountain spring after drinking nothing but room-temperature Pepsi for the past 11 years.
He gains 21 x2 temporary hit points, to a maximum of 35. He also adds 2 to all Charisma-based checks as he becomes much healthier in both feeling and appearance. The coal dust still fills his lungs, but it feels like exhaustion has had its day and gone. The poison in his veins remains, but his body can handle it. The cavities and chips in his teeth don't matter, he's just as beautiful as the day he was born.
The power of fresh, loving life poured into him.
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May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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At the Marino Boardwalk (which I declare exists because this is California), there is a big stall near the front. It seems to be manned by one chubby, middle-aged man of Asian descent who stands at 5' 8", cooking with incredible speed and an equally incredible smile. The overhead menu has light bulbs ringing it, the light going around in a circle to highlight all the delicious treats at the Sugar Shack. His cookbook lies open in the back, and Stand users can see the text glowing gold. Same with his food, actually.
He hands one of the few remaining customers (most have left or just stopped arriving due to the rising crime rate) an entire roasted pig leg. "Hope you enjoy!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He puts his head on his hand, looking Aaron in the eyes "Oh really, so only creatures with more complex biology or sentience can gain a stand? Is that correct for me to assume or am I mistaken on that?" He sips his coffee, blinking slowly, still incredibly bored.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
An equally aged, although more muscular man of Caribbean descent in dirt covered work clothes and a 'wife beater' t-shirt walks over to the stall. He has a strange deck of cards in one hand, the cards glowing similarly to the book itself. He takes out a wallet from his back pocket and places a twenty dollar bill on the stall, speaking in a deep and rough, although kind voice "I would like something, if you don't mind. A turkey leg or something similar if you have it."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Yes, sir." He has a very weird accent, a mix of Southern and Chinese. "We have chicken, turkey, and pig legs. You can get 5 chicken, 2 turkey, or one pork for this bill." He grins his perfect teeth. "The pig leg is the biggest, and will get you the most change, but you might not be able to eat it all without a friend."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He shakes his head and places another twenty on the stall counter "If it's that much how about you give me two?" He says in a friendly voice to the man, pocketing his cards and looking at the book in the back with a curious gaze.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He nods. He begins to cut the pork, his knives glowing with the same gold. He notices where the man's eyes fall. "I got that cookbook from my grandma. I had a lot of trouble with it, but one day it just clicked with me. I wish I could teach other people how to use the techniques in there, but they're weird and hard to grasp. I mean, carving a chicken's life-essence without cutting the chicken? It sounds crazy, but it works!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He puts his hands in his pockets, his curious gaze turning to the chef himself "That sure is something you wouldn't expect to be able to teach, but some things don't make sense do they? After all, this world isn't exactly known for being normal, my cards have got special features of their own. Indulge me if you don't mind it, how do you cut a chicken's life essence exactly?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Well, have you ever seen a chicken's aura? It's like that. You slice their spirit. it hurts the chicken, but not in a way that matters. The chicken can heal if you feed it some more, which they can't really do if you cut off a wing or something." his own glow fades a bit, entering the pig legs through his knives. "You said your cards were special too. What do they do?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"You can see things souls, or rather their life force directly? Impressive. My cards aren't nearly as special." He pulls the deck out of his pocket and begins to shuffle "Each card does something special, lets say I pull a suit." He takes out the king of clubs "If I pointed this at someone, they would feel like a bat or somethin' hit them in the chest, and actually take that damage." He then pulls out the chariot tarot card "And this would allow me to run faster than normal, or throw a punch quicker."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"So you can do pretty much anything, but you can't choose what? That's pretty scary, man." He grins as he begins to prepare the roasted legs to be served. "That golden glow I do shows the raw vitality of the meat. It'll make you stronger and more charismatic. I should know, I eat it all the time!" The pork looks utterly beautiful in the glow, as if it were meant to be that way but mundane reality kept it from showing its true potential.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*If you’re going to use Tarot, why not use the minor arcana instead of modern day suits?*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*Because stands exist in a way that the user understands. Like the Oongo Bongo comics.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*The minor arcana are not that difficult to understand. They are pretty much the same as modern day suits, just with different names. And plus, including The Major Arcana with modern suits just feels like they clash. That’s just me though*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"Hmm so you can make people better when they eat your food?" He grins "And you said what I can do is scary. Oh I forgot, if I'm fighting someone, and pull one of the jokers then the damage I did is dealt back onto me. Something similar happened when I pulled a reverse tarot, giving the person I'm fighting the power, or making me weaker in some way." He leans over and smells the good food "That smells fantastic, how do you not get more business?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I would, but to be accurate with the character he wouldn't know the minor arcana, he's a coal miner and a gambler. The major arcana itself is a stretch for him to know, but I might change it if that's what seems best.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"The police patrol have too much crime on their hands to protect the boardwalk as well as they should, so people are staying away. I can handle the crime, but I can't move buildings on my own. So I'm stuck here for now. I'm glad most bad guys don't have powers like us. That would be even scarier." He puts out both legs, napkins wrapped around their hocks and the meat resting on little hot dog holders. "Do your cards run on calories or something, cause this is a lot of food for one guy. Not my place to judge, but the human stomach usually can't hold even one of these."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Just a thought to make it flow nicely. You do you man*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Might as well throw my concept in here as well...
Potential Subclass I can use?
Character Concept: Sebastian Rose (Name Reference: Ke$ha Rose Seber) is a showboaty and egotistical man who is a frequent participator and the California representative on the anti-violence program "StreetBeefs", who goes by the alias "Dance Commander" when in video. Outside of his fighting "career", he has an occupation as a jazzercise instructor a the local gym, to which he enjoys very much. His stand allows him to distract and disable his opponents in the ring well, as his threat gets potentially strong as he continues to bob, weave, and shuffle.
Stand Name: Take it Off (Name Reference: "Take it Off" by Ke$ha.)
Type: Bound. (Specifically to the user's body.)
Appearance: Take it Off takes the appearance of a stylish, metal zipper that runs down the user’s body, starting at the collarbone and stopping at the chest, stitched to the body with black leather and thread. When this zipper is unzipped, behind it unveils a layer of golden glitter over red flesh. When TIO is applied to a creature, it creates a thin slit around the object and forms a studded, black belt with the text RIGHT NOW plastered on it in neatly stitched, silver text.
Range: 60 Meters (Approximately 200 feet.)
Ability:Take it Off can put belts on specific body parts of creatures when the user lands punches, with the point of impact correlating with the belt. While the belt is strapped, the user's dodges and counterattacks cause the belt to grow in size and stretch to further areas of the body, as his flow state directly correlates with his stand. When the user unzips the zipper on their chest, that part of their body dissolves into glitter. Base don user's discretion, the process can range from a slow flaking off of glitter to an instant "explosion" of glitter. For 15 seconds while the body part is "dissolved" into glitter, the original owner of the body part is unconscious and the user can telepathically move the glitter and put it on a new surface. The body part reforms on the surface belt be a belt that looks like Take it Off's. Any removed body parts are still, for all intents and purposes, "attached" to their owner, still being completely under their control and being able to feel sensations such as warmth and pain. They're just relocated. The surface must be large enough to contain the body part's base, as well as needing to be flat. When the user is knocked down by a punch, falls unconscious or dies, or deactivates Take It Off, or any limbs leave the range, any relocated limbs dissolve into glitter and return to their owners. Only one belt can be placed at a time, but no limit to the amount of body parts that can be dissolved.
Still working out the ability in 5e rules-
Combat Style: In combat, Sebastian is a very tricky and wily mixed-range fighter, with his stand directly influencing how deadly he can be in a fight. He's reliant on his footwork and disorienting moves to force his opponents to slip up, even using his stand early to potentially initiate a combo.
“The brighter they shine, the darker the shadow grows.” - Makino Fumito
👑 King of Junior Year 👑
DND Amateur and boxing nerd.
Extended Signature.
He shakes his head "Don't worry abut judging, and no. I'm a coal miner, takes a lot of energy to do all that every day, and I don't pack a lunch." He takes the food "Thank you for these." He sits down nearby and begins to dig into the legs.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The pork is juicy and sweet and savory and melt-in-your-mouth in a way that can't be healthy but feels like he just drank fresh water from a mountain spring after drinking nothing but room-temperature Pepsi for the past 11 years.
He gains 21 x2 temporary hit points, to a maximum of 35. He also adds 2 to all Charisma-based checks as he becomes much healthier in both feeling and appearance. The coal dust still fills his lungs, but it feels like exhaustion has had its day and gone. The poison in his veins remains, but his body can handle it. The cavities and chips in his teeth don't matter, he's just as beautiful as the day he was born.
The power of fresh, loving life poured into him.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.