Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26120744-20190601213005/@comment-27661770-20190604015355

(time for a more serious OC, and this one may or may not rope in a Friend who i tried to introduce to y'all if her anxiety doesn't kick in when i mention it

Name: Thomas Rickshaw, nickname of "Eggspert" or just "Egg".

World: What is now definitely a lost SBURB session from an Earth C

Bio: When you're T. Rickshaw, you go through a fuckload of bullshit. You get pissed at the world.

Sometimes, your friends end up playing a game that's absolutely fucked.

Sometimes, it ends the world.

And then sometimes, you wind up in the spades of some cherub named Bella.

And even then sometimes, she becomes a scourge of your Dreambubbles, a conquering force hellbent on winning the competition and making you get into it.

And yet sometimes still, you learn your powers are based on raw anger, denial, pure bullshittery, and perhaps just a tad of the plot of your own life story.

Any questions?

Powers/Abilities: Can do anything by utilizing handy double negatives: he can't NOT do anything. ...

Well, within reason. His powers cap, as he needs to ascend higher. And they cap rather low for him.

RIP.

He can use this denial to teleport places- guess how he ends up at the PotD.

He's rather proficient with nightsticks and batons, and has one literally fused with a chainsaw. Oh, and a chaingun because if you're trying to fight him fuck you, apparently.

Things just happen to him that seem like pure bullshit. The downside is, "pure bullshit" covers a lot of things.

Negatives included.

Appearance: A young twentysomething man with green eyes and short black hair, clean shaven. 6'1", last seen in a tuxedo-ified form of his God-Tier robes (heavy on the purple theme) with a barbed wire purple crown and facemask, that forms the Rage symbol. Almost looks like it could be a Phantom Thief mask, if it weren't in the real world.)