[Champion Concept] Mr. Crazy, the Soulmancer
Long Lore
The Black Mist. The Harrowing. The Shadow Isles. These few words bring pain, despair, and torment. It's these words, if spoken, send a shiver down one's spine and for some haunting memories that they'll never forget. Few people survive a Harrowing let alone the Black Mist itself, but one man seemed destined to meet it's haunting guise. Jon Quiver met his fate in Bilgewater as soon as the demons from the Black Isle's targeted the city once again. Jon was no stranger to violence or battle, but he was not prepared for the mystic force known as the Black Mist. Cornered in a back alley of the city, after taking a wrong turn, Jon had his back against the wall, breathing heavy as the Mist crept closer to him. He prayed to the many gods in this realm to save from the horror, but nothing of the sorts came as the Mist kept is crawling advance. Just as it was about to touch his feet it stopped, lingering just waiting. Jon felt the ground quake as he heard footsteps approaching. The sound grew louder, the quakes grew tremendous until it all suddenly stopped, Jon himself felt a tower presence before him, but couldn't see anything. The Mist parted, revealing the monster: Mordekaiser. The Iron Clad Revenant looked down up the small man, who now grew pale at the very sight of him. Mordekaiser laughed at the man's cowardice before finally speaking to him. He wasn't there to kill him but to offer him power the likes that no mortal has ever seen or wielded. For Jon, the choice was simple: either say no and die or agree and hopefully not die. He agreed, the Revenant laughed, stating that Jon will now become a Prophet for the Isle's, to travel endlessly from town to town, searching for ones that were ripe with souls for them to feast upon with the Harrowing. Mordekaiser lifted his hand toward Jon's forehead, tapping it and for a second nothing happened. That was until a burning sensation started to build until Jon's face felt he just placed his head in a furnace, the Mist rushed toward the man now crying in agony, engulfing him, changing his appearance. Once done it retreated back to Mordekaiser, chuckling, he turned his back to the small man, stating that he must take his leave and the rest was up to him: The Prophet of the Mist.
The rain in Zaun hadn't let up for several days and showed no signs of stopping. Outside a bar in the middle of the town, the Rat's Nest, stood a single man clothed, from what could be seen, was a cloak that covered his entire person from the neck down to his ankles. A black top hat with a white strip at the base where it met the brim and tailored made black dress shoes. He wore sheer white mask modeled after the Comedy mask in theater; however, there no was strap to keep it up and yet it stayed on. The eye and mouth holes were pitch black and nothing could be seen behind them. What lied under the cloak itself was a mystery that only this stranger knew what lie underneath. The rain was now coming down in sheets as the man walked towards the bar, his movement was swift and calculated, the rain bounced off him as if a force field covered his person. He made his way toward the door, grabbing the handle he shoved it open force as it swung inwards into the wall with a loud bang. As if to announce his arrive lightning flashed behind him followed by a crack of thunder. The lights in the bar flickered as the patrons turned toward the figure that entered showing no hint of surprise. Seeing a man barge from a storm like this was common in Zaun, so was the average man wearing a cloak and mask, usually to hid their identity if they "business" dealings to take care of. They returned to sulking in their alcohol paying the man no heed as he made his way across the room to a small table. The masked man took a seat, careful not let his cloak reveal what he was hiding, and waited patiently for a server. A pretty, young barmaid came rushing up to him as she was late to take his order. Before she could offer anything the man spoke.
"Please, just a mug of ale and a jar of honey," he said.
She gave him a look of confusion over the honey.
"It's to remove the bitterness of the ale," he explained. "Okay, are sure that's all for you?" she asked. "I'm quite sure, miss," he stated.
She made her to the back and prepared his order. As she did the man waited patiently, aware of the many glances that were being shot his way. The barmaid came back, placing his order on the table in front of him. A bag of coins appeared on the table as payment. She picked it up, but was aware on how heavy it was.
"Sir, this too much for an order like that," she explained. "Please, take it, I have plenty," he stated.
She shrugged and rushed to the back, knowing full well that this man meant trouble if he was flashing his money like that. But, that's what the man wanted, hoping his bait would land a catch. The sound of wood scraping against wood filled the air as a man slowly got up from his seat, making his way toward the masked man. The already smiling mask seemed to grin even more as his first victim came towards him.
"Well, looky here! Seems like we got a fancy nobleman to grace the Rat's Nest. You know flashing your money like could land you in a tight spot around here," the man said. "I'm well aware of this, but I can handle myself," the masked stated. "Hear that boys? Sounds like a threat," the patron stated.
The roomed fill with laughter at the thought of some Noblefolk knowing how to stand up for themselves.
"Mister, you sure are funny. Although I've never seen you around these parts before, you gotta name? That way we've got something to put on your tombstone?" he asked.
More laughter. The burly man was now inches away from the masked man, his thick fingers itchin to reach for something, a weapon perhaps. The cloaked man was not impressed by this man's attempt to be funny but gave him the satisfaction by giving a slight chuckle to his "joke".
"If you must know it's Mister Crazy," Crazy stated.
The man's smiled faltered a bit, the name sounded familiar, but as if by some cosmic force he couldn't remember. That was until another patron in the back fell out of his chair.
"No! It can't be! Not the Prophet!" he exclaimed.
The air in the room seemed to die as if by the mere mention of the Prophet killed all emotion. The man next to Crazy jumped back brandishing his sword, the rest of the patrons jumped from their chairs, weapons drawn. They've all heard the rumors of the Prophet, a man gifted with powers by the Black Mist itself. A man so deadly, the only reason the rumors existed is because he allowed one person to live.
"T-that can't be him! The rumors say he stands seven feet tall, with a green light emitted from his body," explained a random patron. "That's the thing isn't it. How much faith are you willing to put into a mere rumor? Hmm, it seems like you have a choice, kill an innocent man....or kill the infamous Prophet and gain fame you never dreamed of," Crazy stated.
The first man smiled, he heard the rumors all of which were just rumors, usually spouting out from a crazed person who supposedly lived to tell the tale. There was no hard evidence this man was any Prophet, but no other proof to prove otherwise. Still this man was loaded and prophet or not he was gonna take it.
"I see you've come to a conclusion then?" Crazy asked. "Since you haven't proved otherwise, I think I'll enjoy gutting you like a pig," the man said. "Excellent choice," Crazy stated.
A dagger suddenly pierced the man's chest burying itself up to the hilt the man looked down surprised etched all over his face because the masked man never made any movement or so he thought. But what surprised him the most was that no blood was pouring from the wound nor was there any pain. Crazy stood up and threw his cloak in the air revealing what lay hidden beneath, a lime green three piece suit and pants with black pin-strips his hands covered with white opera gloves and his tie was pitch black. The patrons seemed blinded by the sudden garish, bright color of lime green which gave Crazy time to act. He suddenly appeared before the man with the dagger in his chest, a firm grip on the handle.
"Listen well, and listen carefully. You've just signed your death warrants. The price? Your souls!" he exclaimed.
Crazy slowly removed the dagger slowly pulling away the man's soul as he did. The man felt his flesh burning has he saw a pale blue image of himself exit from his body. He looked down and saw the dagger was causing this, his hand moving for the blade. Unfortunately, it was too late as his soul caught closer to Crazy it seemed to be sucked in by an unnatural force until suddenly it disappeared into the mouth of Mr. Crazy. The husk of the body stood motionless until it crumbled onto the floor lifeless.
"Oh, man, it's been awhile since I had a soul so corrupt! It tasted like a banquet made by the gods themselves! I wonder, are all of you corrupted as he was?" Crazy asked, laughing as the rest started to move backward. "Oh my gods! It truly is the Prophet! Every man for himself!" Shouted a patron.
The grin on Crazy's mask seemed to widen.
"I'm just getting started!"
Short Lore
Mr. Crazy, a man bestowed with the gift of the Black Mist. His former self all but forgotten as he roams the lands searching for towns filled to brim with ripe, to tell his masters at the Black Isle were their next target is for the Harrowing. Mr. Crazy isn't the first Prophet of the Mist nor will he be the last. As the prophet changes ever few 100 years either from death or the task at hand drove them to madness. During the Harrowing at Bilgewater, Morderkaiser chose a man by the of Jon Quiver to take place of the former Prophet, who died in the last Harrowing. Having no choice in the matter he agreed and he became after the transformation was more terrible than any mortal could fathom. Mr. Crazy is not bound to the Shadow Isles like his allies, but a mere vessel for a small portion of Black Mist in order to find the right places in which Mordekaiser and company and strike with the next harrowing. As of now his next target is Zaun, an area bountiful with corrupted souls and the innocent.
Gameplay
Primary Role: Mage Secondary Role: Assassin Ranged Weapon: Throwing Dagger
Base States
Health: 550 (+76) [1918] Health Regeneration: 7.5 (+0.6) [16.3] Mana: 325 (+40) [1045] Mana Regeneration: 8.9 (+0.50) [19.7] Range: 500 Attack Damage: 55 (+2.5) [100] Attack Speed: .625 (+1.5%) [.895] Armor: 27 (+3.5) [90] Magic Resist: 25 (+2.9) [77.2] Movement Speed: 335
Abilities
Passive: The Black Mist
Mr. Crazy collects the souls of dead whenever a Champion, minion, or a monster dies near him. Each soul obtained permanently gains 1 Soul Stack increased to 3 if the soul collected was from a Champion or Large Monster. Soul Stacks empower your active abilities for +.50 for every 1 soul obtained.
In-Depth Look Mr. Crazy's passive is that of Nasus's Q and Thresh's Passive combined. But instead of 1 skill increasing in power, all his skills increase in power for every soul collected. Unlike Thresh's passive he does not gain bonus ability or armor and unlike Nasus's Q he only gains 1 stack for each minion and 3 for each Large Monster/Champion.
Q - Phantom Dagger ACTIVE: Mr. Crazy throws a dagger in a straight line dealing magic damage to first enemy hit ( Magic Damage: 30/ 50/ 90/ 120 (+.50 damage per Soul Stack))
If the dagger hits an enemy Champion then the dagger stays in them, in which this skill can be reactivated in the next 5 seconds. If reactivated Mr. Crazy will blink next to the Champion, removing the dagger and dealing bonus magic damage (Bonus Magic Damage: +10/ 15/ 20/ 25% AP)
- Cost: 45/ 55/ 65/ 75 Mana
- Cooldown: 15/14/13/12 seconds
- Range: 575
W - Mask of Fear ACTIVE: Mr. Crazy removes his mask dealing magic damage to anyone in a cone in front of him (Magic Damage: 25/ 50/ 75/ 100 +25% AP (+.50 damage per Soul Stack)) Also any enemy within 0-125 from Mr. Crazy are stunned for 1 sec, any enemy within 126-300 are feared for 2 seconds, and any enemy within 301-400 are slowed 25% for 3 secs
- Cost: 80/ 90/ 100/ 110
- Cooldown: 25/23/21/19 seconds
- Range: 400
E - Explosive Counter PASSIVE: Mr. Crazy negates 5/10/15/20% of all incoming damage directed at him, which is stored until it reaches 50/100/250/500. Once filled this skill can be activated. ACTIVE: Once Mr. Crazy's passive is full he can now activate this skill to deal damage to anyone in an area around him dealing half of the damage stored in magic damage (Stored Damage (25/50/125/250) + Bonus AP (+50%) (+.50 damage per Soul Stack)
- Cost: No Cost
- Cooldown: 14/12/10/8 seconds after activation.
- Range: 375 circle
R - Soul Domination ACTIVE: Ethereal hooks (similar to Thresh's weapon) burst forth from his body targeting any Champion within range and rooting them for .5/1/1.5 seconds and dealing magic damage. (Magic Damage 100/150/200 +25% AP (+.50 damage per Soul Stack))
- Cost: 100
- Cooldown: 140/120/100 seconds
- Range: 500 circle
So how does one play Mr. Crazy? His roles are Mage/Assassin, so you should defiantly take him into the mid lane or the top lane depending if you have an AD Mid lane. As you may have noticed he's weak in the early due to needing farm for his passive stacks in order for his abilities to do massive damage. I suggest playing it safe from early to mid game. His Mid to Late you should see his power starting to spike as, unlike Nasus or Thresh, just being near the death of a minion raises your soul stack by 1, so being in lane as much as possible is beneficial to achieving your power spike. Around Late game you should have enough stacks in order to unleash the full potential of your skills as you have multiple ways of preventing your enemies from escaping in order to deal high damage to them and with your E at max rank you should be able to soak up most the damage in order stay alive long enough in order to secure kills.
What skills should be leveled up first? Level up his E first for damage resist Then his Q for damage burst Then W as the stun duration never increases. And level his R and the appropriate places 6/11/16
What should you build on Mr. Crazy In the mid you should build a typical Mage/Assassin build
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If you go Top Lane I would build him more
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Quotes
Champion Select: "Corrupt or innocent, your soul is mine!"
Attacking: "You can't tell by my mask, but I'm angry" "I hope you've gotten the point" "It seems I'll have to do this the hard way" "Your soul is forfeit" "I do hope your soul taste better than the others"
Movement: "I do love these walks" "I hope I'm going in the right direction" "So many souls, so little time" "The fools think they'll live for tomorrow" "The path to victory lies within a good soul"
Phantom Dagger: "Don't blink, you might miss me" "Oh, that's gotta hurt" "Don't worry, I'll remove it for ya"
Mask of Fear: "It seems you've been scared stiff" "My apologies, my face does tend to frighten" "I've gotten the same reaction with your mother"
Explosive Counter: "I'm going out with a bang" "Right back at ya" "Kaboom"
Soul Domination: "Hold still will ya" "Your souls are mine" "This feast will be a delight"
-Taunt- "Once I'm done with you, you'll only be a husk of your former self" "I wonder what your soul taste like? Chicken perhaps?"
Shadow Isle Champions: To Thresh: "Stop stealing my souls" To Mordekaiser: "I will defeat you with the power you gave me" To Hecarim: "You may lead an army of souls, but do they listen?" To Kalista: "Revenge can only get you so far"
-Joke- "I've been asked what the worth of a soul is. It's about 300 gold pieces" "Am I crazy? No, you see, it's Mister Crazy."
Animation Upon entering the game he is wearing his cloak, once the timer reaches one minute, the cloak flys off of him revealing his lime green suit.
Movement Walks with a calculated pace, like he's better than everyone else.
Basic Attacks Normal: Throws his daggers alternating between his left and right hand. Critical Strike: Throws both daggers.
Dance Mr. Crazy performs the waltz by himself, leading of course.
Taunt Stands profile while pointing, dagger in hand
Recall Stands up straight with his arms folded
Death Falls to one knee as his cloak appears above draping over his shoulders, before disappears in the Black Mist.
Q Phantom Dagger Does full spin before letting out his Phantom Dagger
W Maks of Fear Moves his mask to one side as if he's opening a door. His face is covered with a black void.
E Explosive Counter The explosion is a shade of black to represent the Black Mist.
R Soul Domination Phantom hooks on chains leave from Mr. Crazy's body.
So that's Mr. Crazy for ya, I hope he's a unique champion in his own way, and he might be a little overpowered, but who says I can't nerf the guy. Anyway this is my 4th champion concept, although the first time I went really in-depth with one, so I hope you enjoy.