City of Ashes RP ~~Players Needed~~

[Mantha8225]

((*sigh* how many volts/amps?))

 

[SilverDragon]

((It's not the volts that do it, it's the amps...5 amps could kill so probably Tryst could put out, (at his best after he was full of energy) probbably 3 to 4 amps.))

 

[SilverDragon]

(But like much amps...really rare. Usually they are so small it's just like a big static shock on steroids)

 

[MollyBrownROX13]

(To answer your question, mantha, Charlie is 17)


(um, I'm with you guys with the whole DNA thing. We should be able to have powers that comes from animals, like electric eels, octopus, and other things..... But like mantha said before, I had already asked for the skin's color/texture changing mutation.... Sorry.)

 

[Mantha8225]

(But like much amps...really rare. Usually they are so small it's just like a big static shock on steroids)

((It's not the volts that do it, it's the amps...5 amps could kill so probably Tryst could put out, (at his best after he was full of energy) probbably 3 to 4 amps.))

((What's the combo amps/volts?))

 

[SilverDragon]

((What's the combo amps/volts?))

((Mmm...well since a taser uses about 50,000 volts, and that in plenty enough to incapacitate a person, I would say that at his best it would be a similar amount. Mind, he would become very tired very fast after using the amount of energy to produce that many volts at a time. He could like do it once after two days rest or lots more if he is using lots of energy.))

 

[Mantha8225]

((Fine. he's okayed))

 

[SilverDragon]

((Thank you, Mantha!))

 

[SilverDragon]

Tryistan woke slowly, the ringing in his ears causing his brain to feel like a puddle of sludge. He raised his hands to his forehead and sat up. Slowly the ringing subsided and he opened his eyes.
Where the heck was he?
Above him the leafy canopy was as thick as the undergrowth beside him. Tryst didn't remember being in a forest...wait.......he didn't remember....anything!
The feeling was so bazaar...so...so weird that he couldn't suppress the nervous laugh that escaped his lips. He rubbed his hair the wrong way and stood, his wide eyes scanning his surroundings. This was not good...not good at all.
There wasn't any noise, not a bird, nor beast, nor any living thing could be heard.
Where on earth was he? How did he get here?
A small noise from his right caught his attention and he decided to move towards it. Cautiously, his arms up in a defensive position, he crept closer to whatever was making those noises.
Was that...talking? People...
Was that good or bad? Too late, he realized how much noise he was making as he nearly fell over himself to back away.

 

[Gertrude McFuzz]

Beatrix whipped around, katana's at the ready, "Who's there?" she hissed.