Lady Selune

Doom Lords: Evil is as Evil Does (Accepting to 10 players. No time limit)

What the fuck are you even saying Acne?

★ Wizard's Quest Abitrary Fallacy Magic: Ultimate Frustration Edition!! ★

Aight, well then...

Gather supplies
Gather blood

Call of Cthulhu RPG

Ready and willing to have someone go insane.

Holy Shit! Been awhile since i last was here. So it's time to introduce myself once more.

I can...

Wow I can tell.

Welcome back!

C.O.P.S. 2031 (Reboot)

Name: Rachel 'Claymore' Williams
Role: Demo
D.O.B. 1st April, 2005
Height: 6'1
Weight: 170 lbs
Nationality: Scottish
Appearance:

'Juggernaut' Fire Support Suit

Her face

Background: If you've ever wanted someone who will turn an entire building to concrete and rebar rubble and walk away whilst smoking a cigarette, Rachel is your woman. Alternatly known as 'Richie,' 'Racket,' 'Claymore' or 'Breakdown' (if you want to piss her off,) Rachel is a born and raised military girl. Both of her parents were Private Security soldiers, her father specialising as a sapper in order to put up buildings, and her mother a demolitionist specialising in tearing down buildings. This unique 'two sides of the coin' childhood meant that when it was her chance to join the forces, she was uniquly placed to tear down everything.

Her training was pretty by the book, at least when it came to her soldier training. Her knowledge of demolitions, and a degree in civil engineering meant that almost everything she knew about explosives came from either her parents or herself, including what would become her most famous gadget, her own take on the claymore. Sending out small sound pulses, the device can be planted on the ground or even drilled into doors and windows, and as soon as the sound is disrupted, they will go off.

Theme Song: Drop It (and by 'it,' she means the entire building.)

C.O.P.S. 2031 (Reboot)

Welcome everyone to the highly explosive personality of our new demo specialist.

I apologise profusely for the pun.

Well lets see how this goes

Heeeeeeyo!

The Westminster League Of Extraordinary Individuals (WWII Superhero Spy RP)

It's not very long.

Sue me.

The Westminster League Of Extraordinary Individuals (WWII Superhero Spy RP)

It was dark over France, the only sound being the whirr of the plane's quad engines, and the only light being from the moon, their target drop was fast approaching below them, and Marie was getting herself psyched up, a cigarette in her mouth. She hated jumps with a passion, something about wildly flinging herself out of a plane thousand of meters above the ground with a rucksack full of silk didn't exactly inspire confidence in her.

The cabin was freezing cold; even if she had needed to use the chemical 'toilet,' exposing herself would have been torture, although luckily she didn't. No, she just needed a Cuban Cigar. Yeah, that's what she'd do if she got back in one piece. See if she couldn't pick up a Churchill and give it a good few puffs.

As she mused, she heard the thump of feet. One of the copilots came through and nodded to the group, looking around at them. "ETA to drop zone is now ladies and gents, so let's get going." He clapped his hands together and opened the jump doors, causing a whirling vortex of noise and wind to open up in the cabin. "Ma'am? You going first?"

The Italian sighed and nodded, flicking the cig out ahead if her into the darkness. Due to the blackout enforced, the city was almost invisible, but if you squinted you could make out the features of what they would be plummeting towards shortly.

Or right now, she thought, stepping out of the plane.

The Westminster League Of Extraordinary Individuals (WWII Superhero Spy RP)

I have an important announcment.

We will all be jumping out of a plane soon.