Elias Graves
A is for Apocalypse
- That means the End of Days
- When all your debts are laid to rest
- And everybody pays
- When all your debts are laid to rest
MY NAME IS... Elias Graves
AND I AM A... Mid-30's doomer. Recently divorced, working at a dead-end job, suffering from depression and loneliness. Recently gained the power to see and manipulate the end of the world, and so has taken the name 'Prophet'.
WHAT'S BEEN KEEPING YOU AWAKE? What hasn't? Who could sleep? The world is going to end, we're all doomed to die, consumed by our own insatiable greed. Even sleep isn't a respite anymore. So what's the point? Better to try and do something to hold back inevitable doom, no matter how small.
WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO YOU? I did it again. I reached out through time and space and brought a fragment of the world's end to here and now. I had no choice — Mr. E. Murder had set up one of his deadly crow nest riddles, and devastation and ruin was the only way to stop him.
WHAT'S ON THE SURFACE? A man consumed by darkness and despair who dresses up to fight against evil in an effort to stave off the apocalypse, even for just a minute more.
WHAT LIES BENEATH? He's got hope, what little he can find, that things will turn around. That the Madness will stop. That things will be better. Somehow. There's a kind and charitable heart under the weight of all the gloom. WHAT'S YOUR PATH? A deep desire that, at the end of the day, someone will tell him that they are proud of him and that he did well. That he will be acknowledged that he made a difference, even only a small one.
WHY DO YOU WEAR THE COWL? He has to, or at least he thinks he does. He's the only one who can see the thousand different ways that the apocalypse will happen, and the only one who can pull destruction and death from then and bring it now. He's gotta do something, otherwise he really did accomplish nothing with his life and would be better off dead.
Discipline: 3
Permanent Madness: 0
Exhaustion: 0
Flight Response: 2
Fight Response: 1
EXHAUSTION TALENT
Proselytizing: The ability to convince anyone (or depending on the Mad City, anything) that the end is coming and that I am their only hope for salvation. Only listening to me will save them. Maybe. Probably.
MADNESS TALENT
You see the most horrible things, every time you close your eyes you see flashes of fire and destruction, the world burns behind your eyes in a thousand ways. You can see the world ending but it's different every time, sometimes you see the Four Horsemen, other times you see alien creatures of metal and flesh driving human slaves through the shattered streets. Most of the time the flashes are brief and incoherent, but you've found that with the right concentration you can bring them into focus, use your foresight to tell you something you couldn't learn otherwise. Concentrate harder and you find you can reach into the future and bring back a piece of the apocalypse with you.
1-2 Madness Dice: Focus your vision to learn something important or bring back something small, look forward and see the interior of a building cracked open by an alien super weapon, reach forward and steal the keys to a storage unit from the owner's corpse.
3-4 Madness Dice: Focus hard enough to give you a throbbing headache and bring back something slightly bigger or more useful, reach into the Robot Uprising and steal a metal soldier's laser pistol, reach into Ragnarok and bring back an Einherjar to fight for you.
5-6 Madness Dice: Focus so hard your head swims and your nose bleeds and bring back something great and terrible, drop a meteor on someone or something, unleash a second ice age on a whole city block or pull the Pale Horse and it's skeletal rider into the present to reap the souls of your enemies.
