I hope so, but that'll be up to the GM
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Figured I'd set this up the same way I'd do a character bio.
Name: Mavis Ashley Collins
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Scottish/Unknown (possibly greek)
Nationality: Australian
Occupation: University Student and Aspiring Veterinarian
Powers:
Roleplay History:
I've played some Dungeons and Dragons in the past, but that was a long time ago. My most recent roleplaying experience was in Star Wars: The Old Republic on the Ebon Hawk rp server. I'm new to Roleplay Guild and post-by-post forum roleplaying.
Name: Mavis Ashley Collins
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Scottish/Unknown (possibly greek)
Nationality: Australian
Occupation: University Student and Aspiring Veterinarian
Powers:
- Able to befriend any Animal
- Can hold breath for 2 and a half minutes
- Knows how to juggle and perform basic magic tricks
- Can clear out a crowded room by singing
Roleplay History:
I've played some Dungeons and Dragons in the past, but that was a long time ago. My most recent roleplaying experience was in Star Wars: The Old Republic on the Ebon Hawk rp server. I'm new to Roleplay Guild and post-by-post forum roleplaying.
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Name: Kitten
Age: 16
Race: Human
Looks:
She wears a set of Raider Badlands Armor
Personality: Kitten is, at her core, a violent sadist. She delights in causing pain and, enjoys killing. Everytime she kills someone, the world feels just a little more roomier to her. She is scarily capable at suppressing her darker side, however, able to blend in with the more peaceful denizens of the wasteland, or feign innocence to put her enemies off their guard.
Faction: Raiders
S.P.E.C.I.A.L
Strength: 5
Perception: 6
Endurance: 7
Charisma: 5
Intelligence: 6
Agility: 8
Luck: 5
Backstory: Kitten was captured by slavers along with most of her family when their settlement, a small community nestled under a semi-collapsed overpass was attacked by Raiders. Many of the residents were slaughtered, while some, including the extremely young Kitten were taken to be sold as slaves. Kitten found herself sold to a traveling merchant who treated her like a pack brahmin and beat her almost every day. She developed an intense hatred for the man as she grew up, and would spend most nights imagining all manner of painful and gruesome ends for him.
One day, while travelling between settlements the pair found themselves surrounded by a gang of Raiders. The merchant surrendered immediately, preferring to lose his caps and his goods, rather than his life. The moment he dropped his weapon, Kitten saw her opportunity for revenge and she attacked the merchant with claws and teeth, killing him with her bare hands. The leader of the Raider gang found the spectacle quite amusing and decided to take the girl as his prize. He named her Kitten, as in "that kitten has claws".
Kitten learned, that day, that good things don't really come to those who wait, but to those who take what they want by force. Her life in the Raider gang was one she embraced wholeheartedly. As she matured, she didn't like the looks that the other Raiders began to give her, and after gouging out the eyes of the first Raider to try and "claim" her, she began spending long periods of time away from the gang, wandering the wastes on her own.
Weapon choice: Kitten uses a rusted, but sharp machete that she keeps slung across her back.
Any other info not included in the above: Kitten has a mild chem addiction.
Age: 16
Race: Human
Looks:
She wears a set of Raider Badlands Armor
Personality: Kitten is, at her core, a violent sadist. She delights in causing pain and, enjoys killing. Everytime she kills someone, the world feels just a little more roomier to her. She is scarily capable at suppressing her darker side, however, able to blend in with the more peaceful denizens of the wasteland, or feign innocence to put her enemies off their guard.
Faction: Raiders
S.P.E.C.I.A.L
Strength: 5
Perception: 6
Endurance: 7
Charisma: 5
Intelligence: 6
Agility: 8
Luck: 5
Backstory: Kitten was captured by slavers along with most of her family when their settlement, a small community nestled under a semi-collapsed overpass was attacked by Raiders. Many of the residents were slaughtered, while some, including the extremely young Kitten were taken to be sold as slaves. Kitten found herself sold to a traveling merchant who treated her like a pack brahmin and beat her almost every day. She developed an intense hatred for the man as she grew up, and would spend most nights imagining all manner of painful and gruesome ends for him.
One day, while travelling between settlements the pair found themselves surrounded by a gang of Raiders. The merchant surrendered immediately, preferring to lose his caps and his goods, rather than his life. The moment he dropped his weapon, Kitten saw her opportunity for revenge and she attacked the merchant with claws and teeth, killing him with her bare hands. The leader of the Raider gang found the spectacle quite amusing and decided to take the girl as his prize. He named her Kitten, as in "that kitten has claws".
Kitten learned, that day, that good things don't really come to those who wait, but to those who take what they want by force. Her life in the Raider gang was one she embraced wholeheartedly. As she matured, she didn't like the looks that the other Raiders began to give her, and after gouging out the eyes of the first Raider to try and "claim" her, she began spending long periods of time away from the gang, wandering the wastes on her own.
Weapon choice: Kitten uses a rusted, but sharp machete that she keeps slung across her back.
Any other info not included in the above: Kitten has a mild chem addiction.
I have second character in my head that I have to get out. If she's accepted, I won't play both. I'll probably pick one to play first and bring in the other as backup should anything...unfortunate happen to my original.
Name: Kitten
Age: 16
Race: Human
Looks:
She wears a set of Raider Badlands Armor
Personality: Kitten is, at her core, a violent sadist. She delights in causing pain and, enjoys killing. Everytime she kills someone, the world feels just a little more roomier to her. She is scarily capable at suppressing her darker side, however, able to blend in with the more peaceful denizens of the wasteland, or feign innocence to put her enemies off their guard.
Faction: Raiders
S.P.E.C.I.A.L
Strength: 5
Perception: 6
Endurance: 7
Charisma: 5
Intelligence: 6
Agility: 8
Luck: 5
Backstory: Kitten was captured by slavers along with most of her family when their settlement, a small community nestled under a semi-collapsed overpass was attacked by Raiders. Many of the residents were slaughtered, while some, including the extremely young Kitten were taken to be sold as slaves. Kitten found herself sold to a traveling merchant who treated her like a pack brahmin and beat her almost every day. She developed an intense hatred for the man as she grew up, and would spend most nights imagining all manner of painful and gruesome ends for him.
One day, while travelling between settlements the pair found themselves surrounded by a gang of Raiders. The merchant surrendered immediately, preferring to lose his caps and his goods, rather than his life. The moment he dropped his weapon, Kitten saw her opportunity for revenge and she attacked the merchant with claws and teeth, killing him with her bare hands. The leader of the Raider gang found the spectacle quite amusing and decided to take the girl as his prize. He named her Kitten, as in "that kitten has claws".
Kitten learned, that day, that good things don't really come to those who wait, but to those who take what they want by force. Her life in the Raider gang was one she embraced wholeheartedly. As she matured, she didn't like the looks that the other Raiders began to give her, and after gouging out the eyes of the first Raider to try and "claim" her, she began spending long periods of time away from the gang, wandering the wastes on her own.
Weapon choice: Kitten uses a rusted, but sharp machete that she keeps slung across her back.
Any other info not included in the above: Kitten has a mild chem addiction.
I figured we needed a chaotic evil character in this.
Name: Kitten
Age: 16
Race: Human
Looks:
She wears a set of Raider Badlands Armor
Personality: Kitten is, at her core, a violent sadist. She delights in causing pain and, enjoys killing. Everytime she kills someone, the world feels just a little more roomier to her. She is scarily capable at suppressing her darker side, however, able to blend in with the more peaceful denizens of the wasteland, or feign innocence to put her enemies off their guard.
Faction: Raiders
S.P.E.C.I.A.L
Strength: 5
Perception: 6
Endurance: 7
Charisma: 5
Intelligence: 6
Agility: 8
Luck: 5
Backstory: Kitten was captured by slavers along with most of her family when their settlement, a small community nestled under a semi-collapsed overpass was attacked by Raiders. Many of the residents were slaughtered, while some, including the extremely young Kitten were taken to be sold as slaves. Kitten found herself sold to a traveling merchant who treated her like a pack brahmin and beat her almost every day. She developed an intense hatred for the man as she grew up, and would spend most nights imagining all manner of painful and gruesome ends for him.
One day, while travelling between settlements the pair found themselves surrounded by a gang of Raiders. The merchant surrendered immediately, preferring to lose his caps and his goods, rather than his life. The moment he dropped his weapon, Kitten saw her opportunity for revenge and she attacked the merchant with claws and teeth, killing him with her bare hands. The leader of the Raider gang found the spectacle quite amusing and decided to take the girl as his prize. He named her Kitten, as in "that kitten has claws".
Kitten learned, that day, that good things don't really come to those who wait, but to those who take what they want by force. Her life in the Raider gang was one she embraced wholeheartedly. As she matured, she didn't like the looks that the other Raiders began to give her, and after gouging out the eyes of the first Raider to try and "claim" her, she began spending long periods of time away from the gang, wandering the wastes on her own.
Weapon choice: Kitten uses a rusted, but sharp machete that she keeps slung across her back.
Any other info not included in the above: Kitten has a mild chem addiction.
I figured we needed a chaotic evil character in this.
Name: Ellen Collins and Sage
Age: 15 and Unknown
Race: Human and Super Mutant
Looks:
Personality: Ellen is a strong willed, clever young woman. She is always looking to turn any situation to her advantage. Sage, for his part is, a quiet and gentle soul. He dislikes violence, but is more than willing to act in defence of Ellen. Strangely, if Ellen is not in danger, he won't try to defend himself.
Faction: Wastelanders
S.P.E.C.I.A.L
Ellen
Strength: 2
Perception: 8
Endurance: 4
Charisma: 7
Intelligence: 8
Agility: 6
Luck: 7
Sage
Strength: 10
Perception: 4
Endurance: 10
Charisma: 3
Intelligence: 6
Agility: 5
Luck: 4
Backstory: Ellen's mother was a whore, working the seediest side of Old Man's Corner. She never knew who her father was. Ellen grew up in the whorehouse, cared for by the other hookers as much as her own mother. But when her mother died from a chem overdose, Ellen lost some of her protection from the darkside of Old Man's Corner. Ellen was a growing girl, and the owner of the whorehouse began to see her as a good replacement for her mother. Warned of the man's plans by the other hookers, Ellen took what she could and ran. She had very little chance of surviving the wasteland, but anything was better than following in her mother's footsteps.
Ellen would have died in the wastes had she not met Sage. When taking shelter in a collapsed tunnel, Ellen found herself suddenly surrounded by the pack of wild hungry dogs. The mutts were moments away from tearing her to pieces when the hulking figure of a giant cloaked in a huge overcoat, his head covered by an old breathing mask, came charging in to her rescue. Stomping two dogs under foot and driving the rest off. Sage, an intelligent, but silent, Super Mutant had saved Ellen's life. However it quickly became apparent that he had little regard for his own safety. Ellen decided that it would be best for the both of them if they stuck together. With his strength covering her weakness, and her cleverness making up for his pacifist nature, they made a decent team.
For almost two years since their meeting, Ellen and Sage have worked together, making a living by scavenging anything they can from the ruins, tech, scrap, and even chems, and selling them to whoever will buy.
Weapon choice: Ellen uses an old Chinese Pistol and Sage uses his fists.
Any other info not included in the above: Sage almost never speaks, due to his mutations making the act very painful for him.
Age: 15 and Unknown
Race: Human and Super Mutant
Looks:
Personality: Ellen is a strong willed, clever young woman. She is always looking to turn any situation to her advantage. Sage, for his part is, a quiet and gentle soul. He dislikes violence, but is more than willing to act in defence of Ellen. Strangely, if Ellen is not in danger, he won't try to defend himself.
Faction: Wastelanders
S.P.E.C.I.A.L
Ellen
Strength: 2
Perception: 8
Endurance: 4
Charisma: 7
Intelligence: 8
Agility: 6
Luck: 7
Sage
Strength: 10
Perception: 4
Endurance: 10
Charisma: 3
Intelligence: 6
Agility: 5
Luck: 4
Backstory: Ellen's mother was a whore, working the seediest side of Old Man's Corner. She never knew who her father was. Ellen grew up in the whorehouse, cared for by the other hookers as much as her own mother. But when her mother died from a chem overdose, Ellen lost some of her protection from the darkside of Old Man's Corner. Ellen was a growing girl, and the owner of the whorehouse began to see her as a good replacement for her mother. Warned of the man's plans by the other hookers, Ellen took what she could and ran. She had very little chance of surviving the wasteland, but anything was better than following in her mother's footsteps.
Ellen would have died in the wastes had she not met Sage. When taking shelter in a collapsed tunnel, Ellen found herself suddenly surrounded by the pack of wild hungry dogs. The mutts were moments away from tearing her to pieces when the hulking figure of a giant cloaked in a huge overcoat, his head covered by an old breathing mask, came charging in to her rescue. Stomping two dogs under foot and driving the rest off. Sage, an intelligent, but silent, Super Mutant had saved Ellen's life. However it quickly became apparent that he had little regard for his own safety. Ellen decided that it would be best for the both of them if they stuck together. With his strength covering her weakness, and her cleverness making up for his pacifist nature, they made a decent team.
For almost two years since their meeting, Ellen and Sage have worked together, making a living by scavenging anything they can from the ruins, tech, scrap, and even chems, and selling them to whoever will buy.
Weapon choice: Ellen uses an old Chinese Pistol and Sage uses his fists.
Any other info not included in the above: Sage almost never speaks, due to his mutations making the act very painful for him.
Name: Ellen Collins and Sage
Age: 15 and Unknown
Race: Human and Super Mutant
Looks:
Personality: Ellen is a strong willed, clever young woman. She is always looking to turn any situation to her advantage. Sage, for his part is, a quiet and gentle soul. He dislikes violence, but is more than willing to act in defence of Ellen. Strangely, if Ellen is not in danger, he won't try to defend himself.
Faction: Wastelanders
S.P.E.C.I.A.L
Ellen
Strength: 2
Perception: 8
Endurance: 4
Charisma: 7
Intelligence: 8
Agility: 6
Luck: 7
Sage
Strength: 10
Perception: 4
Endurance: 10
Charisma: 3
Intelligence: 6
Agility: 5
Luck: 4
Backstory: Ellen's mother was a whore, working the seediest side of Old Man's Corner. She never knew who her father was. Ellen grew up in the whorehouse, cared for by the other hookers as much as her own mother. But when her mother died from a chem overdose, Ellen lost some of her protection from the darkside of Old Man's Corner. Ellen was a growing girl, and the owner of the whorehouse began to see her as a good replacement for her mother. Warned of the man's plans by the other hookers, Ellen took what she could and ran. She had very little chance of surviving the wasteland, but anything was better than following in her mother's footsteps.
Ellen would have died in the wastes had she not met Sage. When taking shelter in a collapsed tunnel, Ellen found herself suddenly surrounded by the pack of wild hungry dogs. The mutts were moments away from tearing her to pieces when the hulking figure of a giant cloaked in a huge overcoat, his head covered by an old breathing mask, came charging in to her rescue. Stomping two dogs under foot and driving the rest off. Sage, an intelligent, but silent, Super Mutant had saved Ellen's life. However it quickly became apparent that he had little regard for his own safety. Ellen decided that it would be best for the both of them if they stuck together. With his strength covering her weakness, and her cleverness making up for his pacifist nature, they made a decent team.
For almost two years since their meeting, Ellen and Sage have worked together, making a living by scavenging anything they can from the ruins, tech, scrap, and even chems, and selling them to whoever will buy.
Weapon choice: Ellen uses an old Chinese Pistol and Sage uses his fists.
Any other info not included in the above: Sage almost never speaks, due to his mutations making the act very painful for him.
Age: 15 and Unknown
Race: Human and Super Mutant
Looks:
Personality: Ellen is a strong willed, clever young woman. She is always looking to turn any situation to her advantage. Sage, for his part is, a quiet and gentle soul. He dislikes violence, but is more than willing to act in defence of Ellen. Strangely, if Ellen is not in danger, he won't try to defend himself.
Faction: Wastelanders
S.P.E.C.I.A.L
Ellen
Strength: 2
Perception: 8
Endurance: 4
Charisma: 7
Intelligence: 8
Agility: 6
Luck: 7
Sage
Strength: 10
Perception: 4
Endurance: 10
Charisma: 3
Intelligence: 6
Agility: 5
Luck: 4
Backstory: Ellen's mother was a whore, working the seediest side of Old Man's Corner. She never knew who her father was. Ellen grew up in the whorehouse, cared for by the other hookers as much as her own mother. But when her mother died from a chem overdose, Ellen lost some of her protection from the darkside of Old Man's Corner. Ellen was a growing girl, and the owner of the whorehouse began to see her as a good replacement for her mother. Warned of the man's plans by the other hookers, Ellen took what she could and ran. She had very little chance of surviving the wasteland, but anything was better than following in her mother's footsteps.
Ellen would have died in the wastes had she not met Sage. When taking shelter in a collapsed tunnel, Ellen found herself suddenly surrounded by the pack of wild hungry dogs. The mutts were moments away from tearing her to pieces when the hulking figure of a giant cloaked in a huge overcoat, his head covered by an old breathing mask, came charging in to her rescue. Stomping two dogs under foot and driving the rest off. Sage, an intelligent, but silent, Super Mutant had saved Ellen's life. However it quickly became apparent that he had little regard for his own safety. Ellen decided that it would be best for the both of them if they stuck together. With his strength covering her weakness, and her cleverness making up for his pacifist nature, they made a decent team.
For almost two years since their meeting, Ellen and Sage have worked together, making a living by scavenging anything they can from the ruins, tech, scrap, and even chems, and selling them to whoever will buy.
Weapon choice: Ellen uses an old Chinese Pistol and Sage uses his fists.
Any other info not included in the above: Sage almost never speaks, due to his mutations making the act very painful for him.
@GodOfWar Thanks! I do believe that I will.
@ArenaSnow Well that must be awkward. Time for a late intro?
"I know you all know who I am already, but this is who I am..."
"I know you all know who I am already, but this is who I am..."
Title says it all. Anyone interested in a Katawa Shoujo Roleplay? Let me know. If enough people are interested then I'll write something up. And if you don't know what Katawa Shoujo is then you should absolutely download it and play it. Here's a link to the download.
I'll give this a little bump
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