[url]http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/81380-green-life/ooc#post-2694333[/url] OOC is up!

[quote=@Three Five]
This sounds like the next literary masterpiece, Sir Sentient Shed! As an aspiring author, looking to write the next [i]Hamlet[/i], I'd be honored to have a hand in this glorious undertaking. I can just picture our rise to fame! All the adoring fans, the money, the awards, the free popcorn chicken.... I'm in 100%!

I do have one question, though. Can we have more than one character? I have a jolly good idea for two characters that play off of each other. So I'd like to know if I can use both of them, or if I have to deprive them of each others' company.

EDIT: I made up character sheets of my two characters. I'll go ahead and post them here.


[hider=Gerald Neil Calhoun]
[b]Name:[/b] Gerald Neil Calhoun

[b]Age:[/b] 31

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Appearance:[/b] 
Gerald is 5'10 with a slimmer-than-average build. He has a long face with his brown eyes too close together, and all his facial features seem to be too low on his face, leaving a large forehead. He attempts to cover this with his slightly wavy brown hair that he wears slightly brushed forward in an Ivy League cut. His mouth is very wide and he has a rather long chin, giving him a gangly, almost comical appearance. Gerald usually wears the typical white lab coat over his blue button-down shirt and black slacks, though he never wears a tie. He honestly thought that scientists got to wear super sick power suits, which was part of why he wanted the job. He was decidedly disappointed when he learned he had to wear the stuffy lab coat all day.

[b]Weapons:[/b]
Gerald managed to pick the lock on the locker next to his. Previous to the infamous salad incident, he would just swipe granola bars and put incriminating/rude notes in the unfortunate sap's jacket pocket, but he had recently swiped some nifty gun-looking object. He is not sure what it does yet, but it looks like it is made from the coffee-maker and springs from the downstairs vending machine. So this is the bastard who deprived the place of coffee for three weeks. He deserved to have his things swiped.

Despite having the coffee gun, Gerald is constantly looking to gain entry into the security rooms to obtain a real weapon. Guns are easy to use, right? Just aim and fire. He is fairly certain he could kick these aliens' backsides as soon as he gets the feel of cold steel comfort in his hands.

[b]Known Skills:[/b]
- Has a "theoretical" degree in physics...meaning he took a correspondence course in physics once, skimmed the material, got bored, and never looked at it again. The textbook did come in handy to prop open that darn broken upstairs window, though.
- Charisma. After all, he did get himself and his buddy Chester a cushy job as research scientists at this crazy lab when neither of them know jack shit about real science.
- Resourcefulness. While he's not great at engineering, he often finds some way of solving problems when under pressure. Most of them involve violence and swearing, but hey what ever works.
- Being a really sarcastic asshole

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[hider=Chester Garrett]
[b]Name:[/b] Chester "Ches" Garrett

[b]Age:[/b] 30

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Appearance: [/b]
Chester is about 5'11" with an average build. Despite his age, he has a rather fleshy, youthful face with pronounced lips and hazel eyes. His brown hair is cut short in a buzz cut. Ches, unlike his buddy, legitimately loves his white lab coat, as he feels it gives him an air of intelligence and superiority. He usually wears grey or white shirts, tan or black slacks, and a black tie.

[b]Weapons:[/b]
Ches is currently carrying a small modified cigarette lighter of his own design that is somewhat of an idiot's Swiss Army knife. Besides the lighter that now shoots flame a little over two feet, the tool includes the ever-useful Spife (what he feels is one of the most useful inventions, despite Gerald's protests), a hairpin, some Duct Tape (that's always useful, right?), and several exploding caplets.

[b]Known Skills:[/b]
- Ches is known to tinker a bit and comes up with some stupid, often impractical creations. He likes to think of himself as a modern MacGyver.
- Bickering with Gerald.
- Coming up with idiotic insults. 
- Being cowardly and unobservant

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Greetings, future director of Glaxo pharmaceuticals and epic astronaut dragon slayer.

Have as many characters as you want, have an army of them if you want. In fact, you could create so many that you could lead them through the wormhole and invade the alien world and take it over. Take that, sci-fi cliche!