Hi guys,
this is my new concept - this time it is about workers rights and unions in a harsh world of Deadlock. Working at the Fairfax Factories is not a great experience, after all, not everyone is a McGinnis.
As always, feedback is very much appreciated!
Role: Melee impacter with a powerful teamfight ultimate.
Thematic core: A collective being made of ash that spends itself in combat.
Mechanical anchor: Ash stacks on enemies (damage + resistance shred), discharged by ultimate.
Weapon mechanic: Yo-yo arc. A puff of ash flies from the right palm to the target, arcs back into the left palm, hitting everyone on the return path.
Appearance: Workers overalls, welder's helmet, grey ash instead of a body, pact symbol under clothing.
There were a lot of Italians at Fairfax. Cheap labor from Calabria, Sicily, outside Naples. They spoke English every other word at best and earned enough for a room with six cots and pasta. But they talked among themselves, after shifts, in the locker room, in the canteen. Someone brought leaflets. Someone said words that could get your head cracked in those years: "union," "rights," "compagni."
The cell came together on its own, no leader and no plan. Just at some point twenty-odd men decided enough was enough, wrote a petition and went to management.
It ended on a night shift. They were gathered on the shop floor, and what happened next you can imagine, though it's better not to. What matters is what happened in the last minutes. In the dark, pressed together, when everything was already clear, one of them, maybe that guy from Palermo who drew symbols on walls, scratched a diamond into the concrete floor. Their sign. And they swore to each other, just words: we won't back down, we won't betray, we won't forget. A handshake, blood on palms. An ordinary human oath from ordinary people who would cease to exist in ten minutes.
Bodies went into the crematorium, ash went up the chimney. Business as usual, except this time not quite - what came out of the chimney wasn't smoke.
Nobody knows why the oath worked. Maybe when twenty people say the same word at the same moment before death.
It stood in the factory yard, a column of ash slowly folding itself into a human shape. Not any one of them in particular but someone average, general, composite. It walked into the locker room, pulled on overalls hanging from a hook and put on a helmet, the one with the welder's mask.
If you look closely, sometimes there's a glow under the unbuttoned overalls on the chest, like embers that won't go out. A diamond. And on the palms there are echoes of the same mark, right where they shook hands.
They say "we." Sometimes someone slips through, says "I," and immediately drowns in the rest. They argue among themselves. Someone remembers the smell of a kitchen but not whose. Someone remembers a name, Marco or Mario, but isn't sure if it was theirs. Someone remembers nothing at all except heat and dark.
They all want justice, but they understand it differently.
Some say enough, let us go, let us leave. We promised not to back down but we didn't back down, we're dead, and that should be enough.
Others say no. First the ones who did this have to answer. Fire for fire.
Others say it's not about those people. At the factories they're still burning workers, just differently. We promised not to forget, which means we have to keep going.
The pact won't let go. They made a promise and the promise turned out to be stronger than death. Now they are Finito. The end, after which something remained, because they gave their word.
Finito sends out a rank of ghostly workers marching from the hero in the targeted direction. When they reach the end of the range or hit an obstacle, they turn around and march back. The cycle repeats until the ability expires. With each pass the figures sink lower into the ground: first knee-deep, then waist-deep, then chest-deep, until they finally disappear entirely. Enemies in the path of the rank take damage, receive Ash stacks and are slowed.
Upgrades:
Finito disintegrates into component parts, becoming an ashen cloud. Clothing vanishes inside the cloud. In this form the hero is invulnerable, moves faster than normal and leaves ash on enemies they pass through. When the duration ends the ash contracts back together, clothing fills out, helmet hops on top.
Upgrades:
Passive element: Ash stacks. Melee attacks and abilities apply Ash stacks to enemies. Each stack deals minor damage per second and reduces the target's resistances. Stacks decay over time if not refreshed.
Active element: Ashen Touch. A melee hit that cannot be parried. Deals melee damage, scaling with melee stats and proccing melee items. Finito touches the enemy with an open palm, the pact symbol briefly flares, and applies +1 Ash stack.
Upgrades:
Finito raises the welder's mask. Underneath there is no face, only ash and light. The pact symbol flares on the chest. From under the mask erupts a beam, a torrent of ash, light and silhouettes of faces. For one second all the fragments speak as one, a single voice. The beam can be rotated during the ability. When hitting an enemy, Ash stacks are converted into bonus damage.
Example: enemy has 8 stacks. Base damage 175 + (8 × 30) = 415 damage. Stacks consumed.
Upgrades:
A humanoid silhouette of average height in baggy grey-brown work overalls. There is no real body underneath. A welder's helmet with the visor down hides the absence of a face. Gloves on the hands sometimes look empty because there are no fingers.
The color palette is built on greys and ashen tones. The only bright accent is a smoldering orange-red diamond when the pact symbol shows through on the chest, palms or neck.
A faint ashen wisp rises constantly from the body, barely visible. Finito leaves a light trail of particles when moving. When taking damage individual particles fly off to the sides and return.
Pact symbol — diamond
Key animations
Shooting: right palm releases a puff, it flies to the target and arcs back into the left palm. At high fire rate multiple puffs are in the air at once, juggling ash.
Memoria: a rank of translucent grey figures in overalls marches away from the hero in the targeted direction. With each pass they sink deeper into the ground until they disappear entirely.
Cloud Form: clothing vanishes inside the cloud, a grey ashen cloud flies through the air. On reassembly ash contracts, clothing fills out, helmet hops on top.
Voce Unica: hand raises the mask, underneath is emptiness and light. Beam from under the mask consisting of ash, light and silhouettes. Afterward the hero is noticeably thinner, overalls looser, helmet askew. Slowly recovers.
Ashen Touch: open palm toward the enemy, diamond briefly flares on the palm.
this is my new concept - this time it is about workers rights and unions in a harsh world of Deadlock. Working at the Fairfax Factories is not a great experience, after all, not everyone is a McGinnis.
As always, feedback is very much appreciated!
FINITO the Last Shift
OVERVIEW
The ashes of dozens of Italian workers from the Fairfax factory, brought back in the factory crematorium chimney. Not one soul but fragments of many: scraps of memories, remnants of feelings, shards of names. They refer to themselves as "we." All of them fought for the same thing, justice for workers, but even in death they can't agree on how to achieve it. Some want peace, others want punishment, others want to keep fighting. A pact they swore to each other before dying, a vow not to betray the common cause, is what keeps them in this world.Role: Melee impacter with a powerful teamfight ultimate.
Thematic core: A collective being made of ash that spends itself in combat.
Mechanical anchor: Ash stacks on enemies (damage + resistance shred), discharged by ultimate.
Weapon mechanic: Yo-yo arc. A puff of ash flies from the right palm to the target, arcs back into the left palm, hitting everyone on the return path.
Appearance: Workers overalls, welder's helmet, grey ash instead of a body, pact symbol under clothing.
LORE
At Fairfax factories people burned twice. First on shift, twelve hours at the furnaces, the foundry, the presses. Then, if luck ran out, in the factory crematorium. A quiet building at the far end of the grounds where they sent the workplace accidents, the contaminated, the ones who simply stopped showing up for shifts and nobody bothered to ask why. Body into the furnace, ash up the chimney, name into a forgotten folder.There were a lot of Italians at Fairfax. Cheap labor from Calabria, Sicily, outside Naples. They spoke English every other word at best and earned enough for a room with six cots and pasta. But they talked among themselves, after shifts, in the locker room, in the canteen. Someone brought leaflets. Someone said words that could get your head cracked in those years: "union," "rights," "compagni."
The cell came together on its own, no leader and no plan. Just at some point twenty-odd men decided enough was enough, wrote a petition and went to management.
It ended on a night shift. They were gathered on the shop floor, and what happened next you can imagine, though it's better not to. What matters is what happened in the last minutes. In the dark, pressed together, when everything was already clear, one of them, maybe that guy from Palermo who drew symbols on walls, scratched a diamond into the concrete floor. Their sign. And they swore to each other, just words: we won't back down, we won't betray, we won't forget. A handshake, blood on palms. An ordinary human oath from ordinary people who would cease to exist in ten minutes.
Bodies went into the crematorium, ash went up the chimney. Business as usual, except this time not quite - what came out of the chimney wasn't smoke.
Nobody knows why the oath worked. Maybe when twenty people say the same word at the same moment before death.
It stood in the factory yard, a column of ash slowly folding itself into a human shape. Not any one of them in particular but someone average, general, composite. It walked into the locker room, pulled on overalls hanging from a hook and put on a helmet, the one with the welder's mask.
If you look closely, sometimes there's a glow under the unbuttoned overalls on the chest, like embers that won't go out. A diamond. And on the palms there are echoes of the same mark, right where they shook hands.
They say "we." Sometimes someone slips through, says "I," and immediately drowns in the rest. They argue among themselves. Someone remembers the smell of a kitchen but not whose. Someone remembers a name, Marco or Mario, but isn't sure if it was theirs. Someone remembers nothing at all except heat and dark.
They all want justice, but they understand it differently.
Some say enough, let us go, let us leave. We promised not to back down but we didn't back down, we're dead, and that should be enough.
Others say no. First the ones who did this have to answer. Fire for fire.
Others say it's not about those people. At the factories they're still burning workers, just differently. We promised not to forget, which means we have to keep going.
The pact won't let go. They made a promise and the promise turned out to be stronger than death. Now they are Finito. The end, after which something remained, because they gave their word.
ABILITIES
Weapon mechanic: Yo-yo arc
Finito fires by releasing a small puff of ash from their right palm. It flies to the target or to maximum range, then arcs back into the left palm, dealing damage to all enemies on the return path. No need to wait for the return, fire rate scales normally. At high fire rate multiple puffs are in the air simultaneously, creating a juggling effect as ash arcs back and forth between hands through enemies.| Parameter | Value |
|---|---|
| Type | Unique weapon mechanic |
| Direct damage | Standard (primary target) |
| Return damage | 60% of base (all enemies on return path) |
| Return trajectory | Arc (curve from right palm through target into left palm) |
| Ash stacks | Do not apply |
| Fire rate | Normal |
| Light melee | +1 Ash stack |
| Heavy melee | +3 Ash stacks |
ABILITY 1 — MEMORIA
Active, directionalFinito sends out a rank of ghostly workers marching from the hero in the targeted direction. When they reach the end of the range or hit an obstacle, they turn around and march back. The cycle repeats until the ability expires. With each pass the figures sink lower into the ground: first knee-deep, then waist-deep, then chest-deep, until they finally disappear entirely. Enemies in the path of the rank take damage, receive Ash stacks and are slowed.
| Parameter | Value |
|---|---|
| Type | Active, directional line |
| Range | ~25 meters |
| March speed | ~8 m/sec. |
| Duration | 5 sec. |
| Damage per pass | 30 |
| Ash stacks | +1 per pass of the rank through an enemy |
| Slow | 20% for 1.5 sec. (refreshes on each pass) |
| Cooldown | 26 sec. |
| Tier | Effect |
|---|---|
| T1 | +2 sec. duration (more passes) |
| T2 | Enemies the rank passes through receive -15% fire rate for 2 sec. |
| T3 | A second rank marches from the opposite end toward the first. Both march back and forth simultaneously, doubling the frequency of passes |
ABILITY 2 — CLOUD FORM
Active, mobilityFinito disintegrates into component parts, becoming an ashen cloud. Clothing vanishes inside the cloud. In this form the hero is invulnerable, moves faster than normal and leaves ash on enemies they pass through. When the duration ends the ash contracts back together, clothing fills out, helmet hops on top.
| Parameter | Value |
|---|---|
| Type | Active, mobility / escape |
| Duration | 3 sec. |
| Speed bonus | +30% |
| Invulnerability | Full (can't be damaged, can't be targeted) |
| On passing through enemy | +1 Ash stack + minor damage (50) |
| Cooldown | 22 sec. |
| Tier | Effect |
|---|---|
| T1 | +1 sec. duration, +10% speed |
| T2 | Passing through an enemy applies +2 stacks instead of +1 |
| T3 | Cloud Form gains 2 charges |
ABILITY 3 — ASHEN TOUCH
Passive + ActivePassive element: Ash stacks. Melee attacks and abilities apply Ash stacks to enemies. Each stack deals minor damage per second and reduces the target's resistances. Stacks decay over time if not refreshed.
| Parameter | Value |
|---|---|
| Max stacks | 10 (base) |
| Damage per stack | 5 per sec. |
| Resistance shred per stack | -2% |
| Stack duration | 6 sec. (refreshes when a new stack is added) |
| At 10 stacks | Damage: 50/sec.; Resistances: -20% |
| Parameter | Value |
|---|---|
| Type | Melee, enemy target, unparriable, melee damage |
| Damage | 75 |
| Stacks | +1 Ash |
| Cooldown | 5 sec. |
| Tier | Effect |
|---|---|
| T1 | +3 to max stacks (10 → 13) |
| T2 | Touch applies +2 stacks instead of +1 |
| T3 | Ashen Touch deals heavy melee damage |
ABILITY 4 (ULTIMATE) — VOCE UNICA
UltimateFinito raises the welder's mask. Underneath there is no face, only ash and light. The pact symbol flares on the chest. From under the mask erupts a beam, a torrent of ash, light and silhouettes of faces. For one second all the fragments speak as one, a single voice. The beam can be rotated during the ability. When hitting an enemy, Ash stacks are converted into bonus damage.
| Parameter | Value |
|---|---|
| Type | Directional beam, can be rotated |
| Duration | 1.25 sec. |
| Beam length | ~20 meters |
| Base damage | 175 |
| Bonus per stack | +30 per Ash stack on target |
| Max damage (10 stacks) | 475 |
| Stack consumption | All stacks consumed on hit |
| Cooldown | 75 sec. |
Upgrades:
| Tier | Effect |
|---|---|
| T1 | +0.5 sec. beam duration, +15% rotation speed |
| T2 | Enemies hit by the beam receive a 1.5 sec. silence |
| T3 | Ultimate does not consume Ash stacks (stack damage bonus still applies but stacks remain on enemies) |
APPEARANCE
General lookA humanoid silhouette of average height in baggy grey-brown work overalls. There is no real body underneath. A welder's helmet with the visor down hides the absence of a face. Gloves on the hands sometimes look empty because there are no fingers.
The color palette is built on greys and ashen tones. The only bright accent is a smoldering orange-red diamond when the pact symbol shows through on the chest, palms or neck.
A faint ashen wisp rises constantly from the body, barely visible. Finito leaves a light trail of particles when moving. When taking damage individual particles fly off to the sides and return.
Pact symbol — diamond
Key animations
Shooting: right palm releases a puff, it flies to the target and arcs back into the left palm. At high fire rate multiple puffs are in the air at once, juggling ash.
Memoria: a rank of translucent grey figures in overalls marches away from the hero in the targeted direction. With each pass they sink deeper into the ground until they disappear entirely.
Cloud Form: clothing vanishes inside the cloud, a grey ashen cloud flies through the air. On reassembly ash contracts, clothing fills out, helmet hops on top.
Voce Unica: hand raises the mask, underneath is emptiness and light. Beam from under the mask consisting of ash, light and silhouettes. Afterward the hero is noticeably thinner, overalls looser, helmet askew. Slowly recovers.
Ashen Touch: open palm toward the enemy, diamond briefly flares on the palm.
