<div class="floatright">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/90663373/superthumb.jpg?t=1386853720)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/YADQCbC.jpg)</div><strong>Hero Info</strong><br/><strong>Superhero Name: </strong>Witch Doctor<br/><strong>Real Name (if different): </strong>Charles Castex<br/><strong>Playbook:</strong>The Doomed<br/><strong>Abilities:</strong>Body Transmutation, Memory Manipulation, Vitality Absorption<br/><strong>Pronouns/Gender: </strong>Male<br/><strong>Interested In: </strong>Feminine Monsters/Futa/Masculine Monsters/Women/Men<br/><strong>Labels:</strong><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Danger</td><td>Freak</td><td>Savior</td><td>Superior</td><td>Mundane</td></tr><tr><td><div align="center">+1</div></td><td><div align="center">+2</div></td><td><div align="center">+1</div></td><td><div align="center">-1</div></td><td><div align="center">0</div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Doom</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>You’re doomed. Your powers may be killing you, or maybe you’re hunted ruthlessly, or maybe you <br/>embody an apocalypse. But one way or another, your future is grim.What brings your doom<br/>closer? Choose two<br/><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Facing Danger Alone</strong></li><li><strong>Talking About It Openly</strong></li></ul></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Doomsigns</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Infinite Powers:</strong> <ul class="bbc_list"><li>Mark your doom track to use an ability from any playbook, one time.</li></ul> </div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sanctuary</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>You have a place where you can rest, recover, and reflect upon your powers. Choose and<br/>underline three features of your sanctuary:<br/><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>A Powerful Computer</strong></li><li><strong>A Libary Of Valuable Tomes</strong></li><li><strong>A Scattering Of Ancient Relics</strong></li></ul><br/>Choose and underline two downsides of your sanctuary:<br/><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Draws Dangerous Attention</strong></li><li><strong>Tied Intricately To Your Doom</strong></li></ul></div></div><br/><br/><strong>Brief Description: </strong>The world, superhuman beings, oh yes our frail thinks of itself as the center of the cosmos. We may think we know what is out there, but do we really know? Yes do we really know? Charles always wondered if he was asking too many questions, looking into too many dark corners, and not turning back when he should. Staring into that abyss to long one will always find that it stares right back. Why it didn't drive him mad, he was never sure... ok maybe just a little mad. However to stare into the dark and live, he learned that one must accept the madness. Even then the cost of knowledge was too much, to know the hints of things that could the world in their hands, to know of dark races that wait to rise up and consume the land. Everything had its price and for Charles the price was his ability to walk, but the boon from that night so many years ago was the power to fight what he knew was in the darkness.<br/><br/>He had followed the group to a warehouse as he always did, and watched from a nearby window. Had Charles not been late arriving this time he would never have stayed. So he was unlucky enough to catch the tail end of a ritual which went wrong, only to witness the work of what entities tend to do to frail minds seeking power. The entire group was destroyed down to the very last member and before Charles could even think to run those eyes turned on him. Oh those eyes, completely emotionless and uncaring, the male knew that to stare into them too long would mean the loss of his mind. Not that he had time to look away before a scaled fin covered hand was raised and he was out like a light. Waking up in bed the next morning he began to wonder if it was all just a dream... and soon he was too learn the truth when tried to stand up out of his bed only to fall back down. In the weeks to come he would come to terms with the fact that he had been rendered unable to walk and his need for a wheelchair, but as he did so and got used to his new life... Charles found that something else had been bestowed on him the day of the accident.<br/><br/>Abilities beyond his wildest dream, just like all the superheros whom the world depended on, and not only that... they were strong enough to stand up what he had seen that day in the warehouse. What he had believed existed all his life, and knew the truth that it was out there, but he also knew that it knew about him as well. So on that note he began to assemble whatever he could to fight this cosmic being in whatever manner someone as 'small' as he could. That started with the superhero business as he liked to call it. One could not build a proper command center for nothing, and he wasn't exactly made of money, but villains always seemed to be... and well given what he had seen up until now... appropriating such ill gotten funds to be the best way to help the world. Beside if the evil doers who had the money no long remembered who actually belonged too or the existence of such funds then did it really matter?  Sure some might label him a bit of an anti-hero, but he got the job done. Besides he knew the truth... he knew what the real threat was. He had the tomes to learn their words, a friend AI of a computer to translate, and the relics of these Eldritch beings those nut-jobs chose to worship.<br/><br/>Now the only question that remained... could he stop them? Was it even possible to stop them? Was it just better to let the madness descend or maybe he could find the one weakness that they had which beings as small as a superhero could strike out at or even manipulate against them. What he did know was this, that even if he could find help to try and end the coming threat... was it better to tell... or let others know of things he had seen. It had cost him so much to learn the knowledge he carried, and he feared that it might do the same to others as well.<br/><br/>In appearance Charles is normally one to dress in clothes that are for comfort rather than style... unless he has a reason to. His superhero appearance is something more intricate and meant to symbolize what he has seen and the way it affected him. Taking his own spin off of one of his favorite stories, the man wears a black top hat that always seems as messed up and and crinkled as the black suit and dress paints that mismatch with the red sandals on his feet. He wears the suit top open and normally without an undershirt depending on his mood, but always with a necklace of odd skulls and figure heads of strange beings. Some rat like, others humanoid with fishy tendencies, while the center piece is a jade octopus head sculpture with two yellow bejeweled eyes.<br/><br/><strong>Familiarity With Masks/PbtA: </strong>I have played with other systems, but not this one specifically.<br/><strong>How Often Do You Elliquiy?: </strong>2 to 3 days on average, but sometimes daily.<br/><br/><strong>Background Questions</strong><br/><strong>When did you first learn of your doom?</strong>- On a dark pier days after I received my powers, two large yellow eyes stared at me from the water. A being which did and didn't lurk below the water, but stared at me all the same. Even a rock thrown at the surface couldn't break up those eyes, nor did it disturb anything beneath... even as a voice in my head began whispering and mocking me with details of a coming force I was powerless against.<br/><br/><strong>Where did you get your sanctuary?</strong>- I found the perfect caverns when I found one of the old tomes in my collection as well as a strange, almost madding temple which I found sealed beyond a large door that I have locked again. The rest of it around the edge of the door and going outwards towards the entrance of the caves took time to construct and the funds to build it… and well if villains don’t remember something that they had like money… then it was never lost.<br/><br/><strong>Why do you oppose your nemesis?</strong>- To maintain the sanity of my friends and mankind as a whole, for as long as can. Because if my research hold true and Narl'ahreth can break through into our world or if it has already done so... then the collective mental stability of mankind will be lost under its sway in its travel. At least that is what the tomes of the Traveling Mad Man warned me.<br/><br/><strong>Who, outside of the team, is crucial to defeating your nemesis?</strong>- My computer, strangely enough when you talk an AI like you would a shrink. After a while it thinks it is one… so she dotingly keeps me sane. In fact that was what her personality developed into, as a safe guard to keep me company should worse come to worse and I am without the team or should I need the adoring, yet snarky voice to echo through the sanctuary and drown out the deafening quiet of the temple that is sealed away closer than I would like.<br/><br/><strong>Why do you care about the team?</strong>- They are like babes whose eyes have not opened to truth of what lurks in the Earth darkest corners. At the same time they are the only ones who stand a chance at stopping it if and when I fail. I must protect them at all cost, so that I have someone to pass on all my knowledge too when I think they are ready.<br/><br/><strong>When our team first came together...</strong><br/>We paid a high cost for victory. What was it?<br/><br/><strong>Relationships:</strong><br/>You told<strong>Zylphia</strong>all about your doom and the danger you are in.<br/>You'd love to kiss<strong>Merry</strong>before your doom comes.<br/><br/><strong>Influences:</strong><br/>I think that the first one would most likely be Merry for sure since he already likes her as things go there.<br/>The second one could be Zylphia since he trusted her with a secret and so that creates a special bond in his mind.<br/><br/><strong>Nemesis:</strong><br/>You have a nemesis, an epic and powerful enemy representing and embodying your doom. It’s<br/>going to take everything you have to take them down in the time you have left.<br/>Who is your nemesis? - A cosmic trans-dimensional entity known only as<strong>Narl'ahreth</strong>.