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Current The Hateful eight has me inspired, whose ready for a western RP?
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BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! WHEN THE GALAXY BURNS, WE WILL DEFINE RIGHTEOUSNESS!
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[i]BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! WHEN THE GALAXY BURNS, WE WILL DEFINE RIGHTEOUSNESS![/i]
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BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!
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Riblou scratched his head, thinking hard about kaite's question."Well, the captain has this real special pod for me. He says it's real old so it ain't as good as the other ones, but it's the only pod big enough. He told me that uh... the effects of hypersleep last longer after I wake up so I's real slow when I wake up... I did have dream though! But... if were real strange and uh... I can only 'member sum of it... do you want me to tell ya anyway?" Riblou really hoped kaite thought he had answered well, he didn't want to disappoint kaite, since he was in charge, next to the captain of course.
I agree, silly goy never posted, and not sure about enalais
Name:Riblou Karvok Age:142 Gender:Male Race:Chimera ( natural born ) Physical description Standing at an imposing 7'10 with a long, lanky build. His arms are abnormally long (they reach almost to his nees), as his animal genes stem from apes. Despite a large lack of classical "muscle" He is incredibly strong. His skin is similarly gray like an apes, and he has brown eyes. His mouth has a slight ape shape, and though his head is shaved he has a fair amount of thick body hair. He also has a slight hunch from both his ape genes as well as his constant need to bend to enter doorways or even stand in a typical building (though he can, for small amounts of time, stand completely straight). As for his typical get up Personality Most would consider Riblou a dull witted, slow, and generally unimaginative thug. It isn't TO far from the truth, as he is indeed unimaginative, and somewhat on the slower side he makes up for it with loyalty. If you earn the man's respect, or companionship, he will stand by you till the end of time. He also a somewhat gentle giant, unless mad or ordered to he never goes out of his way to hurt people, even with his sketchy background. Enhancements A decent amount of additional splicing of spells genes in the underworld has increased his strength even further than his already unnatural strength Skills Although not formally trained Riblou has a fair amount of brawling and street fighting experience. He is a straight forwar, yet cunning close combat fighter, showing almost any ingenuity he has in his fighting. He is also an average user of firearms, especially with his personal slug round weapons. He has a long run as a street thug, so intimidation is another one of his specialties. Equipment Personalized slug pistol (bottom one)
Personalized slug rifle (middle one)
Personal armor (shown above) Pattern mx11 gas mask Grav club Can't really find a good pic Bio Riblou was born in the slums of a huge city on a planet in the Belkian concordance, and here his opportunities became very quickly apparent. As soon as he hit 6'5 (around age 13) he was recruited into a gang. For many years he was a door opener, enforcer and general thug for a large number of criminal organizations, hired by everything from a common street gang to world spanning mobs. However, while he was physically imposing and a physical juggernaut, many other criminals were unsatisfied with his lack of a true killer instinct. Sure he'd fight and even kill if asked and/or ordered to he never did it otherwise, until someone got him mad. After a close friend was killed in a gang war, his gang saw him angry for the first time in his life. Though no stronger or quicker or even smarter than he usually was, Riblou was given a killer instinct. He single handedly obliterated the other gang, mostly with his bare hands. After that he left the gang. Riblou traveled for a long while as a thug for hire, going across the galaxy, planet to planet doing what he had always done. He has most recently been hired to travel with a group that is off to look into some disappearing colonies, and he is there to apply force where such was needed.
No I'll answer it shortly
Domenico thought his heart had just burst, or maybe he was delusional, but he wasn't. A space marine had just asked him, HIM, to ride to the front with him. Domenico stood up straight,"Of course, I'll uh, gather my command squad." he then withdrew his hand and began ordering his squad to prep, and get their lazy asses up out of their nice comfortable chairs and get their collective criminal boots stomping. As they were leaving, Domenico walked up to the inquisitor's throne, and said,"Some men in my regiment just picked up some weird looking xenos tech. They say it ain't orkish at all. I'll vox you the coordinates once rat tells them to me." With that, he winked at her, waved at the other officers, and followed the space marine captain out.
Riblou's smile was tempered a bit with kaite's seemingly annoyed greeting, though he understood he wasn't always in a good mood. But when kaite tugged on his sleeve, and he leaned down, he smiled after kaite finished whispering to him,"Sure kaite, I can stay and help for a bit! I am here to help after all." He looked at the other two and waved in greeting."Hello Adi. And... uh..." He had forgotten the armored woman's name, but he knew she was a doctor, "uh hello doc! It's good to see your here for if anyone gets hurt. Wait..." He looked down at kaite, "What questions did you need to ask me about?"
Riblou smiled a wide toothy grin, he knew how to lift things really well."Okay, captain, I'll go ask kaite if he needs help with new crew, and if he don't I'll go help load the sciencey stuff and guns onto the ship." He nodded as he turned and again leaned low to make out the doorway. He walked down the halls with a bit of a faster gait (about as quick as the big guy could go in the more cramped hallways) now that his grogginess had begun to subside. Riblou finally made it to Kaite and gave a big smile to him and Adi,"Hello kaite, the captain sent me to see if you needed any help with... with uh..." Riblou struggled to remember what it was he was there to help with. He had been so focused on moving the large cargo that he had forgotten."Uhhh... oh! If you need any help with the new uh... crew members!" Riblou smiled, he was proud of himself for remembering what the captain had asked of him.
Riblou felt incredibly groggy. He always felt groggy after cryo sleep, and it made it even slower than he usually was. Where most crew members took only a matter of minutes to work their way to their stations after waking up, Riblou took almost an hour to work his way up to the bridge. In addition to his already prodigious height requiring him to bend through almost every door, his grogginess slowed his movement even further. He also had to get past a fair number of people, all of whom he simply pushed gently aside. As Riblou approached the bridge he really hoped he wasn't to late, normally when he was late to things he got punished, and he really didn't want the captain to be mad at him already. He bent over in order to walk through the small doorway to the bridge and even had to hunch a bit to avoid hitting the ceiling."Am I late captain? I'm real sorry if I am, hyper sleep don't get along with me to we'll you know? And all these doors are so tiny... and I have to be careful of the ceiling and I'm real real sorry if I'm late." He looked around nervously at the others on the bridge. He saw the captain of course, then he saw the robot, he didn't know much about it. Then there was the lady who wore that pretty armor, he hadn't seen her much neither. Then he saw the other chimera, he had big bunny ears and a tail, so Riblou never forgot about him. He smiled at the little kid, Riblou was glad he wasn't the only chimera on board.
Name:Riblou Karvok Age:142 Gender:Male Race:Chimera ( natural born ) Physical description Standing at an imposing 7'10 with a long, lanky build. His arms are abnormally long (they reach almost to his nees), as his animal genes stem from apes. Despite a large lack of classical "muscle" He is incredibly strong. His skin is similarly gray like an apes, and he has brown eyes. His mouth has a slight ape shape, and though his head is shaved he has a fair amount of thick body hair. He also has a slight hunch from both his ape genes as well as his constant need to bend to enter doorways or even stand in a typical building (though he can, for small amounts of time, stand completely straight). As for his typical get up Personality Most would consider Riblou a dull witted, slow, and generally unimaginative thug. It isn't TO far from the truth, as he is indeed unimaginative, and somewhat on the slower side he makes up for it with loyalty. If you earn the man's respect, or companionship, he will stand by you till the end of time. He also a somewhat gentle giant, unless mad or ordered to he never goes out of his way to hurt people, even with his sketchy background. Enhancements A decent amount of additional splicing of spells genes in the underworld has increased his strength even further than his already unnatural strength Skills Although not formally trained Riblou has a fair amount of brawling and street fighting experience. He is a straight forwar, yet cunning close combat fighter, showing almost any ingenuity he has in his fighting. He is also an average user of firearms, especially with his personal slug round weapons. He has a long run as a street thug, so intimidation is another one of his specialties. Equipment Personalized slug pistol (bottom one)
Personalized slug rifle (middle one)
Personal armor (shown above) Pattern mx11 gas mask Grav club Can't really find a good pic Bio Riblou was born in the slums of a huge city on a planet in the Belkian concordance, and here his opportunities became very quickly apparent. As soon as he hit 6'5 (around age 13) he was recruited into a gang. For many years he was a door opener, enforcer and general thug for a large number of criminal organizations, hired by everything from a common street gang to world spanning mobs. However, while he was physically imposing and a physical juggernaut, many other criminals were unsatisfied with his lack of a true killer instinct. Sure he'd fight and even kill if asked and/or ordered to he never did it otherwise, until someone got him mad. After a close friend was killed in a gang war, his gang saw him angry for the first time in his life. Though no stronger or quicker or even smarter than he usually was, Riblou was given a killer instinct. He single handedly obliterated the other gang, mostly with his bare hands. After that he left the gang. Riblou traveled for a long while as a thug for hire, going across the galaxy, planet to planet doing what he had always done. He has most recently been hired to travel with a group that is off to look into some disappearing colonies, and he is there to apply force where such was needed.
"You want to know our names? Did you here that lads? The emperors true sons, want to know who we are!" Though his mind told him it was a bad idea, the inquisitor's answer had pissed him off a bit, and he wanted to make her as angry as humanly possible. So, he got out of his chair, walked up to the space marine captain and did something he would probably get shot for, and offered his hand for a shake. Though he kept the biggest, dumbest grin he'd ever made on his face, Domenico was absolutely terrified. All the relaxants in the Imperium couldn't stop the cold, nervous sweat that had broken out on his brow. He couldn't believe he was high enough to have done that, and it just got better. "I'm colonel Domenico Di Giamberadino, Regimental commander of the 1523rd Ferian penal legion, at your service my lord" Domenico was fairly certain the inquisitor was going to shoot him, actually the space marine would probably just crush him, or snap his neck or something else terrible. But now he was committed and emperor be damned he wasn't turning around till the space marine shook his hand, kiled him, or ignored him.
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