First things first, These are based on characters that Christophers created for the Oneshot podcast. They appeared in the first 2 episodes of Oneshot’s playing of the SCRPG. These character were originaly throw away minor villans as a part of a Miss Information plot. I really liked these charcters though so I revamped them and made them full on villans. Two of them have the same names, the ones the other two have shifted names. I will put the orignal names in partenthises. The the names I changed to to be more fitting to who I though the characters were. There is also a lot of interactions to a major character in one the characters backstorys. This comes with some bold claims as to their relationship, but this is fan fiction so I dont expect a huge uprising. One last thing, I have only caught up to the Animated Show(s) Phase two episode of the Letters Page so something might have been done with these villans that I havent learned about yet. I just wanted to warn you. So without further ado a managerie of villans.
Name: Fable; Alias: Elias Grimm.
Look: He looks straight out of robin hood, with a green tunic, tan leggings and a porkpie hat with a bright red and yellow feather sticking out of it. This would look lame if people werent to occupied worrying about his warping of reality.
Equipment: He has a book and a quill that he stores in a pocket dimention until he needs them at which point the appear in a burst of words.
Powers: He can warp reality by writing in his book. As well as teleport. His book writing while powerful seems to only work with fables, fairytales and the like. He can rewrite massive portions of land, create creature capable of going toe to toe the heros, and with a bit of effort and time, permenatly alter an area. His teleportaion allows him to traverse large swathes of land in an instant. The pocket dimention can only hold his book and quill.
Elias always loved bedtimes storys. His mom would read him storys about Hansel and Gretel, the Fox, Jack, and The Big Bad Wolf. He was entranced by this world full of danger and mischief. He always wished he could hop into one of his bedtime story books. He would also hear storys about his ansestor. A man who, with his brother, went around the world collecting storys and compiling them. Elias went to a nearby public university and majored in english literature and creative writing. He laerned the storys inside and out, learning german so he could read the originals. The more he read the more he wished to bring this world to life. He wanted to show the earth this place of magic and whimsy. So he went on a pilgramage from Hanau to Berlin, Visting every place the brothers lived and worked learning more and more about their lives. He found a wealth of knowlage and something else. When he arived at the Grimmwelt in Kassal it at first seemed like any other museum dedicated to the pair but as he walked it’s white and sanitized halls he felt a sense of familiarity. Like he’d spend his whole life here intead of being here for the first time. He know halls he shouldnt and navigated the museum like a pro. Finaly he found himself in a room that looked like any other in the building. a few displaycases showed a few things from the grimm house, But what caught his eyes was on a far wall in an incounspicous place was book. The books cover was a thick brown leather with intricate embossings from the little he could see of it. Its pages were open and blank, yellowed with age. On the small plaque it read, Märchenbuch. It stated that this probably a book started by Jacob but it only got as far the cover before it was abandoned. Next to the book sat a quill. Elias knew taking the book was wrong, but to by honest, he really didnt care. The glass case broke easier than he thought it would. It shatted at his touch leaving his quarry exposed. While alarms blared and security ran to catch the room. Elias grabbed the book and the quill. The quill was dripping with ink, ready to write. Write he did, He wrote 5 words on the first page. “This book belongs to Fable.” As the security rushed in he turned to look at them smiled and vanished in a flash of words.
Name: A.D. (Alternate Destinys); Alias: Rodger Sintson.
Look: A deep black suit with lines of silver traversing up and down it in straight lines that zag occasinaly. It’s tight midnight fabric shows off a well muscled body he. His make covers his faces revealing startlingly blue eyes a trait he shares with his cousin. his sandy brown hair is used to be combed to perfection but he dosent bother doing it anymore.
Equipment: None
Powers: Precognition, illusion, suggestion, minor transumtaion, above average strength, speed and dexterity.
Rodger was the first Stinson to go into physics. Being about 13 years older than Meridith he had a bit of head start. He specialized in theoreticle physics and was pretty good at it making a minor name ofr himseslf. He was Meridiths favorite cousin for a few years as she would come up and ask him a question and it would spiral into a long discussion about the possible world. He even went as far as to write a letter of recomnedtion (Which was in his oppinion totaly unessasary) for her to get into her first university. Soon enough Rodger was left in the dust. Meridths briliance outshown rodger, and you know what… Rodger could’nt have been happier for her. He never felt a hint of resentment or jealously. He never missed a birthday, christmas, thanksgiving or other family gathering. He was the first to show up to help prepare when Meridith annouced her wedding. One day while taking a tour of Stinton Labs he found a device. It was a project Tachyon had started but never finished due to an unfortunatly timed villan attack. The Time Accelerant Viewer or T.A.V. It was a device ment to look into the future. When he asked his cousin if he could take it and tinker with it Meridith told him to quote “knock yourself out.” He took it home and got to work. and after 5 months of aligning dark matter and collecting positrons it was ready. So he invited Meridith and Danna to come check it out. From Tachyons perspective the machine exploded the moment Rodger flipped the switch. She rushed Danna out but when she turned to run back in for Rodger she found the flames moving at the same speed she was. It was like watching and explosioin at 100X speed. It was over in an instant, Leaving a large pile of ash and a scorched tag with Rodgers name on it. For Rodger this was the longest moment of his life. As he looked at the T.A.V. he saw the future. All of them. In that moment Rodger saw infinity looking at the futers of an infinaly, exponentaly expanding multiverse. The T.A.V became a conduit of the multiverse funneling its power into him. and in a blink that took eons he was somewere else. The T.A.V had teleported him to the middle of nowhere Utah. It was sorrunded by crimson rocks he saw the world end again and again and again. He saw his loved one and him die repeatadly. He saw the world under threat from itself. He saw inpossible worlds of wastelands inhabbited only by monsters. He saw worlds were beloved heros had turned on the truths they upheld and killed millions. He determined certain parts of the world needed to be removed if the whole thing was to be saved. He would be that savior. One to help the world saty safe by doing the dirty work. With a silent apology to his cousin he stood up and got to work.
Name: The Shaman (Dimwit); Alias: Ki Wiki Sha Sala
Look: A traditonal buffalo skin poncho over a button up polo shirt and jeans.
Equipment: He carrys a long walking stick that is about as tall as he is. Beads, talons, feathers and jewels hang from thin leather cords.
Powers: A sorcerer of profound power. He has mastered the likes of blood magic, discordian magic, natural magic, spell based magic, and Internal magic (Ki).
Ki Wiki Sha Sala was born 2,000 years before columbus ever set foot on a boat. He was born to a tribe of Native Americans that’s histroy has long since cumbled to dust. Ki’s childhood was dominated by his persuit of magic. He could feel its thrum in the earth beneath his feet, In the water of the streams and rivers, in the winds above his head. So he sought out men of magic. Shaman and Medicine Men across the land learning their tricks. He gained immortality through this. He spend his years learning. He mastered natural magic from the northern areas where they used it to coax out food in the winter months. He mastered blood magic from the jungles of the south where they used it to please their gods. He mastered internal magic from the planesmen who used it to chase down bison. He mastered discordian magic in bits and peices from individual tribes. When the Europeans came he was able to refine his blood magic and learn their spell craft. He became known as many things, but the name that stuck was the Shaman. When Anthony Drake picked up the bell The Shaman felt a magic he haddnt claimed thrum through the earth. It had appeared on and off but always outside of his reach. But know, Know it was close and the time to strike was soon…
Name: Quicksilver (Liquidsteel); Alias: Sarah Bristol
Look: She is silver coated for head to toe in a similer fashion to glamor with the major diffrences being that he has 2 diagnonal slits for eyes. Her form shifts depending on the situation
Equipment: Her suit?
Powers: Shapeshifting, Metal, An ingenous mind capable of creating inventions on the fly
Sarah had a wonderful childhood. her parents loved her, she had many freinds, and did excellent in school. She got into engineering and began tinkering in middle school. she built her first enigine in freshmen year of high school and her creations only got more and elaborite and sleek. she graduated top of her class and immidiatky go to work in the transpotation industry. she made engines more efficent and planes safer. She was one of the lead engineers on megaopolises monorail. She loved her work and kept imroving what she did. It was a great life. One day while working on a geneorator for a powerplant she accedently touched one of her rings to the wire while it was live. instead of getting electrocuted the silver band turned to liquid, while staying at room temprature. She rushed home and began experementing with the now liquid signal. after a few days of experementing she figured a way to liquify metals using electricity, specificly silver. She immediatly got to work developing this tech. She learned that it required a specific electric signal and pulse frequency in order for it to work. If you wanted to liquify a large amount of metal you would need to have a large network of batterys, capaciters ect. So she got those, a few tesla coils and other nessacary peices. she also developed an AI to help the system work on a large scale. On the day of the first test she liquifyed 1lb of silver. The next test she liquified 2lbs. she excited decided to get some funded and got her hands on a huge hunk of silver weighing 50lbs. The suceeded… sort of. When she initatec the charge she tripped and fell face first into the liquifying metal. When she came to she couldent move. she couldent blink or breathe. could only lay there, paniking that she would suffocate. but she never did, then she heard a voice in her head. An electronic voice stating its prime derective. “Develop the quicksilver” Sarah could only watch in horror as her body began to move standing back up and doing tests on herself. She could only sit back and watch as an AI operated her body, watch it absorb more metal untill she was made entirely of the stuff. the AI had perfected the liquidation process and could do it on a whim. It didnt have any morals or beliefs, it just had a goal. So it would do anything to acomplish it. Sarah was forced to join in on the ride. A prisoner in her own body.
Those are my revamped villans. if you have any questions or feedback I would love to hear them.
Thanks for sharing these! Great idea!
I love hearing people discover the RPG for the first time
(EDIT: Typo’d, as noted below—the eps are 413-417. 
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