Concrete [Awaiting Approval]

SL Username: Deracinate Resident
SL Display Name: Concrete


Name: Concrete (real name) Beton
Age: 242
Birthday: January 4th, 1775
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 182 lbs
Race: Mythological
Species: 'Street spirit' or 'imp'
Origin: Earth/America
Occupation: Smuggler/Thief for a small gang originating from the United States.
Affiliation: N/A

 

Beton was born a mythological creature with little awareness or recognition by society. Some say they are ghosts, others say they're spirits or faeries, and few that manage to spot them call them devils or imps. Whatever name these creatures are called, they come few in numbers and supposedly haunt lonely roads and streets that bear ghost stories and frightening reputation. From the time he was born, his species' tendency to play tricks on the mundane bloomed since the technology of the time limited roads to mere dirt paths and people were either on foot or on carriages drawn by animals. The simplicity of the era made it easier for their kind to play with others' minds, and Beton relished it.

As time progressed, so did the roads they haunted. Playing tricks at first grew plentiful, however, there was a point where it became too much that it drove these beings off to smaller rural areas. Beton and those he lived with became a nomadic group; seeking out quiet locations and spreading thin across the land in search for the right places so they could continue to feed on the emotion of fear and distress without causing a commotion and risk revealing themselves to the common knowledge. It wasn't until after the industrial revolution did these beings realize how much control humanity has over the development of the world, and hunting for meals in the wilderness whilst sticking close to streets and roads became dangerous to them. By the time great technology and information came around, these creatures decided to integrate into common human society for survival, and to stay hidden.

Beton watched these changes throughout the course of his life and did his best to adapt with the rest of his tribe and family; often setting in business suggestions and ideas with the elders in hopes they would live a life of luxury instead of the low, sad conditions they were in at the time. Much of his ambitions to climb the ranks in public society were rejected since their species' desire to remain hidden and keep traditional values intact shaped them to become but a blemish no one ever noticed. He had lived in poverty with eyes set on those living in luxury with some envy -- he wanted a life like they had, he wanted to have fun and not worry too much about food, and so after making a few connections with other being outside of their own, Beton had landed a job that promised fortune without fame.

He was a lackey, a goon, or that guy who stood around and made angry faces in the gang that tried too hard to be relevant amongst others. He did a good job partaking in work that involved the groups' illegal trade and black market and became one of their many managers to upkeep the flow of merchandise; he had a knack in business. However, despite his hidden talents surfacing, a few groups within their division would have noticed something: He was a bit of a control freak, nit-picky by all means and seemed ruthless with his approaches and lies to get to his own goals. He was difficult to manage, but he was a strong asset to their market development. After much discussion, they eventually lowered his ranking and position, and was partnered with another member of his own species, whom in which was also a trouble member that just didn't seem to do much of a good job.

It was then discovered that this duo somehow complimented each other well, and from then on they were stuck working together for a long time.

After decades working with this group, the two were told of a new policy from their new superior after the last one perished due to old age. This gang was starting to become something more like a company - under a pyramid scheme that unfortunately would screw them over and their acquired wealth and expensive lifestyle. Concrete and Asphalt eventually fled to Japan - claiming it was for work and business, when in truth, it was just an escape from their former bosses.



Positive Traits:
- Focused
- Adaptable
- Reliable
- Stoic

Negative Traits:
- Secretive
- Apathetic
- Insensitive
- Hedonistic

Likes:
- Snakes
- Various smokable drugs
- Mixed drinks and fruity cocktails
- Asphalt leaving him alone
- Science fiction literature
- Hentai
- Gambling

Hobbies:
- Hanging out by the street all day
- Cooking
- Smoking various things
- Laying around
- Playing mobile games
- Going out for walks

Dislikes:
- Selfies
- Big parties
- Overly excited people
- Work
- Asphalt putting his face all over his personal space
- Not being able to threaten Asphalt without it backfiring every time

Facts and Quirks:
- Likes to stick close to streets, roads and pathways.
- Smokes about 5 packs a day.
- Gets high just so he could tolerate Asphalt at home.
- Is a well practiced cook fond of gourmet.
- Really likes trading card games.



Personal Inventory:
- Ridiculously customized dope af phone
- 4 cartons of cigarettes
- Wallet
- Business cards

Personal Property:
- 26491550円 in savings
- Generic household possessions in his apartment shared with Asphalt.
- A Jar with the pickled corpse of his well cared for deceased snake, 'Nanger Doodle'.

Specialized Equipment:
N/A



Racial Abilities:

T5 - Being of Myth normally has some natural affinity to it. Because of this Mythological beings will have an Elemental Augmentation to their base attacks, based on the most prominent type of the individual's skills.

POISON - Base attacks leave a chemical burn on organic surfaces.

Non-Combat Abilities:

Skill Name: Salt Bae
Affinity: N/A
Damage Type: N/A
Damage: N/A
Extra: He can cook and likes to place small tiny portions on large minimal plates and add fancy squiggles of sauce because it looks super sophisticated. He also salts things while striking fantastic and fashionable 100% bae poses.

Skill Name: Pianist
Affinity: N/A
Damage Type: N/A
Damage: N/A
Extra: He can play the piano. He isn't the best, but he can play it.

Skill Name: Bartender
Affinity: N/A
Damage Type: N/A
Damage: N/A
Extra: His love for fruity drinks and interesting flavours, coupled with nearly two centuries and a half of life allowed him to practice mixing drinks.


Skill Name: Censorfume
Affinity: N/A
Damage Type: N/A
Damage: N/A
Extra: Concrete spills gray smoke that forms into a little cloud. This variant is harmless, and can be controlled to hover around wherever he pleases within a 10m radius for various recreational uses (such as covering Asphalt's face or unmentionable regions if he decides to swing it around).

Skill Name: Twerknado
Affinity: T W E R K N A T I O N
Damage Type: 2hot
Damage: 2jelly
Extra: He pops a squat and lets the engines run. This boy can twerk it right in a good fight (this isn't serious, please ignore this).

Skill Name: Pose School Graduate
Affinity: Beauty
Damage Type: Beautiful
Damage: Fab af
Extra: Can strike a fashionable pose (not serious either...or is it? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))



Combat Abilities:  

Skill Name: Head in the Clouds
Affinity: N/A
Damage Type: N/A
Damage: N/A
Extra: Due to being a creature whose existence revolves around smoke, Concrete is able to see through mist, smoke, or any suspended particles that may obscure vision without any issue.

Skill Name: Like Adapting to a Fart
Affinity: N/A
Damage Type: N/A
Damage Reduction: -1 tier
Extra: Concrete has complete resistance to his own poisonous smoke. Damage from other poisons, narcotics, and chemical burns are reduced by -1 tier.

Skill Name: Steam Machine
Affinity: N/A
Damage Type: N/A
Damage: N/A
Extra: A harmless variant of dense white fog-like smoke spills from Concrete's mouth. This ability is only used to cause visual difficulty to those around him. Within 1 turn after the initial cast, this fog would spread out to a maximum 10m radius. It will last for 10 turns unless blown away.

Skill Name: Smoking Hot
Affinity: Poison
Damage Type: N/A
Damage: 1 minor
Extra: Concrete is able to fire out a concentrated ball of black smoke towards a target; irritating the victim's eyes and temporarily blinding them for 2 turns minimum with the rest of its duration left up to the player. This ability uses 10% of his supply.

Skill Name: Get Baked
Affinity: Poison
Damage Type: N/A
Damage: 1 minor
Extra: A black smoke breath into a victim's face within 3m would cause poisonous damage if inhaled, resulting in skin irritation, and uncomfortable bowel movements.  It will inflict +1 minor damage per turn to the inflicted for 3 turns. This ability uses 10% of his supply.

Skill Name: Hot n' Steamy
Affinity: Poison
Damage Type: N/A
Damage: 1 moderate
Extra: A pressurized stream of black smoke will be sprayed out from Concrete's mouth reaching to 3m before dispersing. Direct contact with this concentrated substance will cause significant chemical burns to the victim, similar to the properties of an acid. This ability uses 15% of his supply.

Skill Name: Chain Smoking Smoke Machine
Affinity: Poison
Damage Type: N/A
Damage: 1 minor
Extra: A billow of thick, black, vision obscuring smoke spills out from Concrete's maw and takes 1 turn after the initial cast to spread out over a 10m radius, remaining there for 8 turns unless blown away or lit on fire. Being within this radius will cause minor poison damage with a sensation akin to pepper spray in the eyes and skin irritation. Those remaining within the smoke radius will continue to be damaged for +1 minor per turn. This ability uses 25% of his supply.

Skill Name: Mouth2Mouth
Affinity: Poison
Damage Type: N/A
Damage: 1 moderate
Extra: Concrete must be so close to the victim that they're pretty much making out. A billow of concentrated smoke spills into the victim's mouth with a painful chemical stinging and burning sensation comparable to eating a very hot chili pepper. Initial nausea and minor dizziness occurs when the poison settles in the victim's body after 1 turn. Fatigue, hives and dry coughs would eventually develop with a duration of 1 day (or more, depending on the player's preference) unless treated. This ability uses 25% of his supply.



Racial Weakness:

Outsiders: Due to not being used to the worlds of Man nor Yokai, all Mythological creatures take +1 minor from all sources of Damage.

Combat Weaknesses:

Man of the Dark: Bright lights shined directly into Concrete's eyes will blind him for 1 turn.

I'm on Fire, Baby. No really, I am. H E L P: The black poisonous smoke the Concrete breathes out is flammable, and if they have not detached from it right away, the trailing combustion could potentially flare up into his face causing +1 moderate fire damage. Setting the smoke aflame is also the best way to get rid of it immediately.

Just a Breeze: Strong winds and blown air can throw certain abilities off target, or disperse them into the air entirely. The ones affected by this weakness are:
- Censorfume
- Steam Machine
- Chain Smoking Smoke Machine
- Smoking Hot

Indiscriminate Fumes: Smoke abilities lingering within a radius such as Chain Smoking Smoke Machine and Steam Machine will affect everyone within it: including allies. Use of these abilities require careful planning and communication to avoid unintentional negative effects.

Please Take That Off: Gas masks, breathers and chemical goggles help fend off against the black smoke.

Poison Supply: Concrete's abilities involving poisonous black smoke are limited to his internal supply. By default, he begins at 100% poison supply, and if all of it is used up he will only be able to replenish it throughout the course of a day (in short, he gains 4.16% every ic hour). If he attempts to breathe out black smoke on 0%, only harmless white fog will follow.

Craving for Dat Butt: Without at least two cigarettes a day, Concrete will have some issues focusing. He will shiver, think about it often and be a little bit on edge. His ideas and decisions will not be well thought out depending on how long he's gone without something to puff on, and his need to sate his addiction will make him more than compliant if someone has what he wants.