Sett, the Boss (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
themightybosstone) wrote2024-08-06 09:27 pm
themightybosstone) wrote2024-08-06 09:27 pm
Sett - LimeLight Info
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Brocade
TEAM
Sun Sign
Sun Sign
AGE
35
35
HEIGHT
8' (with ears)
8' (with ears)
PRONOUNS
he/him
he/him
Appearance + Pings
Brocade is a brick shithouse. Dude is built and has made his life around BODY IMPROVEMENT. He moves like a fighter for those that can tell. All offense, no defense.
He has cat ears, sharp teeth, claws (retractable) and a long fluffy tail. Eventually will have golden, slitted eyes.
He will ping as half cat spirit as that unlocks.
He has cat ears, sharp teeth, claws (retractable) and a long fluffy tail. Eventually will have golden, slitted eyes.
He will ping as half cat spirit as that unlocks.
Limelight Info
Powers
Power 1: Scenses
Has a heightened sense of smell. If he concentrates hard on a specific point, he can narrow it to just that scent and heighten it further, but it does require some willpower. Otherwise it's blessing AND a curse!! OPT IN!! He can detect vague emotions with it, but must be close and probably vaguely familiar with the person.
Power 2: Eye of the Tiger
Brocade can turn into a cat! This is a variable level depending on his mood and interest. He can either grow out his fangs or claws. He can sharpen his hearing or vision. Or turn entirely into a cat. This can be an ORANGE LONGHAIR HOUSECAT or a SETT SIZED TIGER. He's WAY faster in cat form.
Power 3: Telekittynesis
Can move any object he sets his sight on by WILL ALONE. For smaller objects, he can move several of the same type/size at a time. For anything moving, it takes a lot more concentration, and someone who struggles hard enough can break free (battle of the wills basically). Yeet and yoink, basically.
Has a heightened sense of smell. If he concentrates hard on a specific point, he can narrow it to just that scent and heighten it further, but it does require some willpower. Otherwise it's blessing AND a curse!! OPT IN!! He can detect vague emotions with it, but must be close and probably vaguely familiar with the person.
Power 2: Eye of the Tiger
Brocade can turn into a cat! This is a variable level depending on his mood and interest. He can either grow out his fangs or claws. He can sharpen his hearing or vision. Or turn entirely into a cat. This can be an ORANGE LONGHAIR HOUSECAT or a SETT SIZED TIGER. He's WAY faster in cat form.
Power 3: Telekittynesis
Can move any object he sets his sight on by WILL ALONE. For smaller objects, he can move several of the same type/size at a time. For anything moving, it takes a lot more concentration, and someone who struggles hard enough can break free (battle of the wills basically). Yeet and yoink, basically.
Limelight AU
Sett had a bit of a time doing some MMA prize fighting, but got out of it after a few title fights (and their delicious prize monies) under his belt. He took his winnings and actually invested them, starting a little coffee shop that eventually became a cat cafe. It is called Little Meowcenaries. (He keeps taking in strays and renovated the place after a while.) CAT LIST. THANK YOU ASH!
It's in a little boutique and trendy area of Manteau City. Makes a mean latte, a divine milkshake and the sandwich options are pretty good too.
He's divorced. Thanks Ruan Mei. His sister is Purrpurra. Plotting thread here.
It's in a little boutique and trendy area of Manteau City. Makes a mean latte, a divine milkshake and the sandwich options are pretty good too.
He's divorced. Thanks Ruan Mei. His sister is Purrpurra. Plotting thread here.
Permissions
SHIPPING
yes
yes
SMUT
yes/FTB welcome!
yes/FTB welcome!
VIOLENCE
yes!!!!!!
yes!!!!!!
KILLING
yes hmu
yes hmu
Player Comfort Notes
Squicks: Please no non-con or pregnancy plots. No loving descriptions of joint breaks, emeto (Simple action okay!! don't like, describe smell and texture), NO pet death/animal torture at all thanks.
Okay: Gore, death, most difficult topics not covered above. Negative CR. If you need a villain rope me in! Threadjumping is always welcome! Comedy!! Fourth walling. All good.
Okay: Gore, death, most difficult topics not covered above. Negative CR. If you need a villain rope me in! Threadjumping is always welcome! Comedy!! Fourth walling. All good.
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Character Canon
League of Legends
League of Legends
Player
Nishi
Nishi
Contact
YourOverlord (Plurk & Discord)
YourOverlord (Plurk & Discord)
DM Policy
chat anytime!!!
chat anytime!!!
Re: Memory 4 - Dancer. Feather. Entertainment
I walk out to the pit, drums beating, crowd roaring, and see the Flayer standing across from me—green and hot-headed as ever. My vastayan sense of decency kicks in. I tell him all he’s got to do is tell this arena full of people how wrong he was to disrespect me, and we can call off the fight.
He spits on the ground and angrily cracks his whip sword overhead. He ain’t backin’ down.
By the time the pit official waves his scarf, the Flayer is halfway across the floor. He flings his whip sword at me, and before I can react, the shifty little cuss takes off a piece of my cheek. He snaps it a couple more times, coming dangerously close to my throat. Then, while I’m trying to deal with his weird, floppy blade, he nails me in the face with his buckler. I land flat on my back, seeing double.
He draws his whip sword back. We’re not even a minute into this, and already Flayer is going for the kill.
This ain’t happening.
His blade comes lashing at my neck once more, and this time I grab it. With my bare hand. Flayer’s eyes bulge from his dumb green face.
My blood gets pumping. My hair stands on end. I feel a little growl escape from the corner of my mouth. I barely feel the blade cutting into my palm, or the blood running down my forearm, as I stand and pull the Flayer by his sword, yanking him into my other fist.
I repeat the motion a few more times, my brass knuckle-duster chewin’ his face to pulp.
When I finally stop punching, he coughs out a tooth, and tells me I’m making the biggest mistake of my life.
“What’re you doing? I’m your biggest draw,” he says.
“Flayer, you’re losing to a washed-up ex-champ. Who’s going to pay to see you fight now?”
With his last ounce of energy, he hocks a big mouthful of blood into my face—right there in front of the gods and everybody.
I can’t have an arena full of people thinkin’ I’m not the boss.
So I pick the guy up by the throat, and slam him, hard as I can, smashing his greedy fat head deep into the floor of the pit. He twitches for a second, then stops.
The crowd eats it up.