My tits are not purple. Thank you for understanding.
Height: Go home
Mainly, the fact that I MUST OBTAIN UNLIMITED POWER-no I'm just fucking with you. Power is nice, though. People that don't have a good amount of it are missing out. People that aren't seeking it are either people that don't know what they're missing or are simply idiots. Of course, thankfully for most people, power is a lot of things. Power can be simply…well, power. Being able to punch more people than you can't is nice, even if you don't actually punch anyone. It can be connections, too. From the local gossip to a black-market arms dealer (or more sane things), knowing people that have power is a nice path to getting power. It's even better when they like you enough to fight for you. Power of teamwork and all that. And on that note, knowledge is power too. Know the enemy, or know the ally. The former is best used for blackmail, the latter helps in more specialized situations.
I like the 'punch people' one, but the others are fine too. And with these new powers, I can do a lot more than punch people. Of course, there might not be much people left to punch in the first place. Instead, I'll be stuck with three people of roughly equal power. And that's great! They're probably driven by the need to stay alive or something. If they run to suicide and honestly think it's the best path, I'll just ditch em, let em crash and burn. Hell if I care about a bunch of suicidal louts. But if they aim to stay alive…well, I guess we need to take care of that rather big thing first, yes? I don't think it cares about us living.
Now I bet you're gonna try to compare me to at least two things. The first would be your typical schoolyard bully who's really just insecure. Let's get something straight here.
I am not that person.
Got it? Good. If I were to sit content from where I currently am, perhaps I might get stepped on occasionally, but not as much as the schoolyard bully would believe. I'd find it annoying, but if I had given up the pursuit entirely, I could deal. Even if I stopped on my tracks, like hell if I'm just some wriggling worm. I also don't use power needlessly…unless it's fun. Then, sure, why not? I sure as hell would not be fine with sitting at the bottom, but even if I didn't pursue power, I could keep my current 'position' in my sleep. I do not fear getting trampled. …Though if it does get bad despite my position, I'm completely sure I'd have a reason for stepping on the people that stepped on me, and that's not fear as much as it is not being benevolent.
And the other would be, well, an antagonist. Villain. So on, so forth. I'm…a lot closer to that, but I'm still not that. I can feel this happiness thing through means other than stepping on people needlessly. I definitely have a soul! I just don't want this happiness thing or this soul thing to get in the way of power acquisition. If people I care about get in the way of that, then I have one very big reason to not care about them anymore. They should know me better than that! I'm also not a moron (I invest in the knowledge is power bit) or (needlessly) cruel (unless it's fun). Making enemies is BAD. They get in the way.
Of course, now the question is why I'm so obsessed with power to begin with, right? I mean, I've gone over power this whole entire time, surely there has to be some reason!
And to these people, my answer is 'why not'? The higher you are on the food chain, the less of a chance you'll be a meal, the better meals you end up having, the more people listen to you (and the less questions that are asked) the better everything EVERYTHING is. It's a lot better than being mediocre. Life should be greater, the further up I go. I've climbed, so I'd know.
How would you know, you say…
Which is right now
It's all about moving up, right? Not to everyone. Should be, but isn't. Parents knew it was but they weren't all too good at actually DOING that. Perhaps that's why I live in bumfuck nowhere. …I'm completely sure that's why I live in bumfuck nowhere. Thought about moving? Yeah, I've definitely thought about moving. Get a job that isn't in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, get a house that isn't in the middle of bumfuck nowhere. But…you know, my parents aren't well off, bumfuck nowhere and all. To get higher, I need to get to college. To get to college, I need money. And money isn't coming out of anyone else, so it's coming out of me, who doesn't have a college education because don't have the money because I am not higher up. It's a vicious cycle…that I can get out of by having money, which is actually entirely possible if I push forward hard enough! Which is REALLY HARD TO DO IN BUMFUCK NOWHERE, because I'm surrounded by people that haven't gotten much farther than me. …I've gotten off track, haven't I…
Yeah, shitty parents. Mope around and try to do things, fail at it half the time. It's amazing I could live under the same roof as them. But while I was under the same roof as them (and after), I vowed to not be like them. …OK, so I thought otherwise when I was really little, but when I was able to make heads or tails, I got it. It was about that time that my grades shot from average to a good deal above average, since I devoted a lot more time to studying, since to not be on the bottom, you have to be a good deal above the average of bumfuck nowhere. It cost me a friend or two ('why are you studying come out and play' (cause, later), 'did you go crazy' (yes), 'weirdo' (loser)), but they were sorta getting in the way anyway. And so, I excelled…in school. It left a lot to be desired, so I went ahead and found other things to excel in. Chess sounded productive, and…I guess it was. Thinking ahead is really nice in life, as it is in critical situations and life. And chess. Especially chess. Hard…so I learned it. And when I was done (being the best chess player on the team due to studying chess with all the time I wasn't studying for school), I tried more things. I think the next one was track, hell if I remember the rest. Not all at the same time, of course (can't devote myself to everything at once), but I pretty much went from one thing to the next and mastered them as best as I was able with the drive of a madwoman.
You'd think I'd have quit all that because all work and no play make Einya a dull girl. But nah, the journey to being the best is pretty fun. Being the best is also pretty fun. And sleeping in class because I can't really be stopped since I have the highest grades of the class is fun too, especially when I don't need to be awake for most of it since I learned it all already while I was studying. I think I dreamed about ruling the world, but that's…a little far off. A shame I couldn't make my dreams productive, but what can you do?
Eventually I kinda ran out of after-school activities that I cared about enough to BE THE BEST at, though. That was pretty late in, about when I realized that if I'm moving out of the house, much less out of bumfuck nowhere, I'd need a bit of money. But what is there to do that'd work as a job?
'…There's a lot of cherries here in bumfuck nowhere. Let's start there.'
So I bought a load of the things (they're cheap here, that's always nice). Then I made the cherries and such into…other things. Cherry pie? Check. Cherry juice? Check. Dried cherries, chocolate covered cherries, cherry jellies and jams. I vaguely remember myself thinking 'I WILL MASTER THE NAMESAKE OF THIS PLACE' and I'm just going to laugh at myself-but it's still pretty much what I did. When I wasn't at school, studying (time management), I was making all sorts of cherry stuffs with those cherries, and then selling it on some cheap stand. Soon, I could afford to both improve the stand AND buy even more cherries, and it went uphill from there. As soon as school stopped getting in the way? I had enough to help my parents buy me a really cheap house. And then, I had it. Independence. One of the greatest feelings ever. Next step is actually being able to afford college, then just get a job that actually pays enough where I can sell this house and live in another.
Too bad everything's going to hell, huh? On the bright side, having MAGIC is really nice. It's a lot nicer than spending all day with cherries. They taste decent, but…well, it gets old. Magic doesn't really stop being old. I can improve it with no end, and it'll be the most useful thing in the history of ever.
Element…s: A lot. …Well, two. But soon, a lot. I'll note that if I make an element physically manifest, it turns up purple. Effective as it should be, but purple. I don't have any problems with this.
Element A: Energy
It's energy! Feeling lazy? Not anymore, get back to work! Feeling way too lively? Not anymore, get out of my face and go sit on a couch. The ways it can be used are numerous…though as nice as making a solid have so much energy that it starts to liquify or evaporate (or vice versa) or something like that, it's much more fun to make this come out in the form of purple lightning.
Simply named. Whether it's by a lack of energy or electrical side effects, the target of any of my normal attacks loses a turn…if a one is rolled on the damage die. Whatever that is.
Practical applications: If I wanted, I could make things blow up. There isn't much problems that can't be fixed with a really big explosion. That and electricity aside, I could manipulate kinetic energy (my grasp on this isn't as fine as I'd like though), the amount of energy a person has left, and hell, if someone was desperate enough, I could give them magical energy. Alternatively, I could take away that energy, make someone tired, neutralize an explosion, etc. I could even make things go from solid to liquid or gas, and so on and so forth. Really handy.
Element F: Heart's Flame
This is fun. On one hand, it's power over emotional extremes. Not anything in between (I'll work on this later), just the extremes. I can ignite them, simmer them down, what have you. I could (re)ignite a passionate romance, make someone have a huge boost in confidence in a hopeless situation, what have you.
Alternatively, I can literally set their hearts on (purple) fire with their own emotional extremes. Or just set them on (purple) fire with my own emotional extremes, if they don't have a heart. Whatever works!
Effect: BURNING RED
When a 6 is rolled on the damage die for any normal attack, the target is set on fire. As such, they take 2 Resolve damage each turn, for three turns. I'd think fire would hurt more, but what can you do? Oh, and if I'm lucky enough to roll a 6 again before the time is up, the burning time count simply refreshes instead of MORE burning.
Practical Uses: Yeah, setting things on fire is pretty helpful. But there's more to it than that. Is someone reacting in an extreme manner to something, and that's detracting from our efforts? (Say, someone like Elijah.) Snuff their fire out. Could either kick them out of that extreme (leaving her still mad, but not AS mad), or pull her straight another extreme (leaving her not mad, but completely overjoyed, or just to actually stop caring). Alternatively, I can use someone that's feeling a positive extreme as a source for fire. If I'm trapped in some kind of superbox, as long as magic can actually get through, I could make them set themselves on fire. This usually would lead a person to panic because they're on fire, which only serves to feed the fire they're burning themselves with. Less effort on my part!
Alright, so there's this thing that happens when you use too much magic, right? This place calls it 'corruption'. And indeed, it is corruption. There's a lot of things corruption is, and I can see it clearly when it's in arm's length. Is it for good or bad? I'll figure that out later. All I know is that I can tell the difference between the kinds of corruption (magical corruption is a great deal different than other sorts, you know), and that I can see it.
Oh, sometimes I manifest my elements through my eyes. But that's just because I like to. Nothing to do with this.
Besides you know, being able to see all corruption within arm's length and all. I guess I can judge these 'corruption' levels and, more importantly, see if anyone is under the influence of it. I think it'll come in handy.
Practical applications: Is someone corrupt? I can tell! Is a drink poisoned? I can tell! Is someone going through seriously bizarre magic side-effects that make them do strange things? I can tell! It's pretty simple, with not much use besides the obvious.
…Alright, the side-effect of glowing eyes is pretty cool too. It helps me see in the dark, and those not accustomed to magic might panic if given a death glare with them. On the bad side, I don't think I can sneak around like that. I guess I can probably turn them off if I need to sneak around.
Finisher: I don't have one.
…Yet. I'll complete it all with a finisher. I just gotta…get it all first. And then work on focusing it all at once. I can barely focus the use of my combat powers as it is, but I have this distinct feeling that I can't do that without expending an impractical amount of time, energy, and effort to do so.
Campaign: White Ebb