So to catalogue the cast at the moment, we've got:
Bryony Beckett/Effigy
Masterstroke
Tobias/Phosphorus
Charlotte/Vesper
Wallace W. Daily/Paperboy
Oliver Kind/Gadg8eer
Good ideas! I will say, I do enjoy the idea of a slowburn romance between Tobias and Charlotte, with or without her getting her own body. The issue of course would be for her to first get some proper character development and stop longing for her own oblivion.
I also like your idea for how...
Very cool! I have now finished editing Tobias/Charlotte in accordance with the suggested changes.
So, does anyone have any ideas for potential interactions/relationships between these characters?
This sounds reasonable! However, how ought I explain in-universe why this power doesn't work on PCs? The strongest answer I can think of at this moment is that their willpower would almost always be very strong and are thus reliably able to resist the influence. In that circumstance, would it...
These should be my two main characters, though I may add more details in due time. Please let me know if there is anything I should change to make them work better.
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I'm fascinated by this entire concept. Please consider me interested and signed up!
While I don't have a definite character concept/sheet ready yet, I should be able to get one in short time.
Evelyn scowled at the disappearance of Scorch. Was she really going to leave this scene empty-handed? After everything she had done to plan and prepare? What a pain…
Well, at least her allies were free. That, at least, had been kind of him…
She swept herself back into the shadows, exiting...
Evelyn stared at the unfamiliar figure in front of her, as he tore off his mask to reveal a fair-skinned, black-haired young man with the most disturbed of expressions hanging off his face, as he practically begged at Evelyn's unimpressed gait.
"Evelyn! It's me, Thomas! Please, remember!"
She...
"Well then," she muttered under her breath. "This is... certainly unnerving."
She glanced at her hands and frowned slightly as it came to her that she didn't recognize even them. She felt a sullen longing to find some sort of glass or puddle of water - any reflective surface she could use to...
Evelyn swerved to the sudden threat, narrowing her gaze at the figure before her. Despite her better judgment, she responded to his tongue-waggling, albeit with disdain.
"I couldn't imagine how," she monotonously muttered, throwing up a sign into the air to signal her minions to cover her...
I would consider myself mad, if only I could remember what sanity felt like, she mused, having just roused from her dreary slumber to a cacophony of shouts that pierced every so uncomfortably into her eardrums. She felt tempted to hide herself in a corner or curl into a ball, trying to recede...