What powers do you think theirs should be based on their design ? I created these OCs and I have no idea what powers to give them. Any suggestions?
(The one on the right is supposed to be an angel and the other is a human with powers.)
I was bored in class, so I drew knights :D
[Lore]: In my world, angels decided to "purge" the world. In response, humans developed magical abilities born from a place called the Void, which allow them to kill angels.
These individuals are called... the samaritan
You've probably seen it, but I don't really know how to color my drawings. How do you color them?
Your OC crosses paths with this E.U.A.F. convoy, guarded by (see image), completely stopped; it seems they've broken down.
What do your OCs do?
-No OC, I don't care
-No instant solution
-Violence authorized
-Anything else is allowed
in my lore the second one is supposed to be more powerful
Welcome to the E.U.A.F., or Earth, Union, Armed, Force, your military organization with zero financial support and barely functional equipment...
Here at the E.U.A.F. we have:
- Drunk astronauts
- Gravitational anomalies
- Totally obsolete pre-war weapons brought back to life
- Robots
- Scotch tape and dreams!
Do you have military organizations in your OC universes, or just armies?
I'd love to see them in the comment !
This is my first time posting here :) so here's a short summary of my story.
[Part 1/6] I'll post the rest later, depending on your suggestions.
Our story begins with an expedition to test a new type of rocket engine...an engine capable of bending reality, of warping it in its own image.
We don't know much about this era, simply called the Age of Hope. Unfortunately, the testers weren't very lucky; their ship malfunctioned, or perhaps it was attacked, or something else... The only source of information is Astro, whose memory is so poor that he forgot how to speak for almost seven years.
Speaking of Astro, it's just a nickname written on his suit, the first word he managed to utter after the crash.
He survived alone on Ecalyte, accompanied by an AI companion, Ellie (RIP), housed within his suit, who unfortunately had to sacrifice herself to ensure his survival and grant him powers.
The planet he landed on was Ecalyte, an exoplanet in the aoe3yd44eef5654h system.
This planet was chosen because its atmosphere was viable and seemed conducive to human life; moreover, it was close enough, making it perfect for testing the engine and make colony.
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I've had many "friends" who, more often than not, hurt me or simply abandoned me when they got tired of me.
Yet, I've met plenty of nice people, but since those "bad experiences," I always have this voice in my head saying, "Oh, you think they're your friends... the only reason they talk to you is because they pity you.
The second you have a problem, they'll go in the other direction and leave you behind. Move on, abandon them first."
This is probably one of the reasons why I always feel like I'm "out of place," like I don't belong.
The worst part is that most of the time I end up being right, and I hate that... except that I hate being alone. I'd like to have friends, people who care about me, but I've come to realize that they don't exist and that the only way I can live... is by staying***Alone***.
And by wanting to remain alone without truly being so, I ended up creating a mask for myself... when someone asks me if I like football, for example, I instinctively answer "yes," even though I hate it.
But all life has taught me so far is that the truth doesn't interest anyone, knowing who you are doesn't interest anyone.
The only reason someone is interested in you is because that person wants something in return.
I don't even know why I'm posting this.
On May 20, 2016, everything changed.
The world was infected; the Mycocelium-b13 fungus, nicknamed "the plague," struck, transforming 70% of the population into a kind of undead in barely a week.
These two childhood best friends, seeing the world around them crumble, embarked on a road trip across the globe, starting in the United States, with the goal of destroying the fungus or dying trying...
(Maybe i should work a little on the story but im tired boss...)