Apollosarcher

Star Wars - Rise of Crusade

Airus looked at Rorwoorr for a moment "The council isn't going to like you bringing me back there Master." and grabbed the surprisingly still unconscious Sith dragging him toward as he looked at the other Jedi he had been told to work with Kemil'tel, he guessed that was the Jedi's name. "I'm Airus, Sentinel and currently exiled by the order, thought I'd get that out the way.". As Airus looked at the old spice freighter. "This scrap heap have a name?" He asked no one in-particular as he pulled the Sith into the cargo hold, placing him in a crate binding his arms and legs in cuffs.

Pirates From Way Out - A Lighthearted Space Pirate RP

"Right well if the that's the plan then you don't need me for this..." Ghost got up from the chair pressing the cigarette against the one of the metal plates of his suit. "Unless the plan goes wrong or the captain wants me to sneak aboard the damn cargo ship as a back up plan. I'm heading down to the cargo bay, Miku you are welcome to meet me down there, I got a new game set up if you want to try it out." With that Ghost pulled on his helmet and his entire body became invisible, walking past the crew his footsteps sounded as if he left the room when he now actually stood only slightly behind the Captain. He was trying to decide whether or not he should grab her hat and make a run for it... It would certainly be entertaining, of course he did want to here the rest of the crew opinions on the matter so he stayed, he just didn't want the rest of them to know he cared.

The Red Band Society - Cunningham Medical center.

Patient:

Name: Jacob Knight

Age: 17

Appearance:

Condition: Primary lateral sclerosis

Other: Due to being developing PLS at a surprisingly young age (2 years old) He is expected to live a maximum 2 more years with care. Is unable to walk and confined to a wheelchair.

Manifold Mecha Mayhem

Name: Spectre

Age: 19

Gender: male

Appearance: Without his personal armor.

In his personal combat armor.

Personality: A innocent and untainted boy. Growing up with a amazing education and first hand training however he never learned about emotions or normal human life. A super solider bred and born, designed to be a member of a batch 100 identical soldiers, being the only survivor he was closely protected by the American government, however realizing he was a slave he escaped. Now thirsting for knowledge of life and having a passion for music he finds his talents being put to use defending the planet he so desperately to be a part of.

Brief Backstory: A genetically perfect super soldier, being strong, capable, smart, and able to analyze a situation and determine how to combat it. Originally there were to be one hundred of them however, a scientist regretting creating them after finding out the United States Governments intentions to turn them into puppets for assassination and conquering. The lone survivor of the entire back was clone 97, who would later name himself Spectre. At age 14 he killed his instructors and fled the compound he was housed in, stealing a experimental combat mech. The custodians moved in believing him to be terrorist with advanced weapons however after holding off the custodians with a weaker mech he surrendered after they explained they would not take him back to the United States. Spending the next five years would train to be a mech pilots also in the use a personal armored suit for recovering items in space or combat outside a mech making him essential to protecting teammates who are not in there mechs.

Skills: Expert in firearms of all calibers.
Skilled tactician.
Excels at mech combat after years of training.
Can fight outside of his mech and in his personal suit for encounters outside.
Good hand to hand combatant.

Abilities: All around slightly superior to normal humans, extremely high pain tolerance.

Mecha

Name: Crossbones

Type: Real/Super Robot

Appearance:

Specifications: Crossbones stands 30 meters tall and uses a variety of Mech class rifles as well as multiples flares and hidden rockets and to wrist mounted mini-guns for driving back smaller targets. Crossbones is very bare-bones, however his armor is thicker than most mechs letting him take more punishment he is also equipped with personal shielding being very much the guy you want standing in front of you.

Equipment System: What they are equipped with: Can be equipped with any Mech class rifle from large caliber machine guns with large extended clips to rocket launchers or sniper rifles though often use's a a over-sized machines gun for suppression. Having thirty on board missiles and flare system in case on lock on. As well personal energy shielding and the ability to eject himself from the suit and fight himself.

Legends of Zelda... and Everyone Else

Dark Link groaned and looked over at Ganondorf. "Master, I will goscout castle town, I believe I can locate the hero and then report back. I can sense his presence in the area." With that Dark Link dissipated into shadow as the passed under a tree, gone from sight having melted in to shadow, no trace remained of the warrior.

Dark Link smiled as he made his way through back alleys and deserted street's, he spotted what he was after, the two beings that seemed if nothing else, similar to him. Approaching them he spoke cautiously he spoke to the female. "Hello, I can sense that the two of you are not of this world... Strangely enough, neither am I." He smiled deviously at the women, she had strange markings and red hair, unlike him a solid black shadow of the original. The male was strangely dressed, through perhaps not in this age, fashion along with many other things escaped him. Looking over the to he could sense both of them stood somewhere between dark and light, he hoped they would towards dark.

Legends of Zelda... and Everyone Else

Alright will post Dark Link soon, Link will stay where he is.

Legends of Zelda... and Everyone Else

Bump post.

Legends of Zelda... and Everyone Else

I posted Dark Link along with Link sorry it was short, I was about to leave on a very long car over night trip and would not be able to post, as it stands Dark Link cares not for Ganondorfs plans but will follow them to the letter and has sensed out Zant and Midna. Link has now entered Hyrule castle, through the garden... Again, anyway he will more than likely hide there and try and see if he find a way towards the private rooms to see Zelda, if there's one thing we know Links good at it's being ignored by guards when they should have seen him.

Apprentices

Baird gave the man a smile as Onyx calmed down "As much as I like animals I don't always have a way to control them, anyway I better go see the Baron, normally they gather up all us interesting youths and then after the masters have met us all they let you masters pick who you take on, I hope you get a good apprentice sir." With that the young boy and his none to bright but lovable dog ran off towards the wall, he began to climb, the boy obviously was not a fan of doors, the dog taking a few moments to long to realize she could not follow ran back towards the main gate.

As Baird reached the top of the wall, the sergeant on duty sighed and looked at him "At it again Baird? I swear you keep climbing the wall one of these days someones gonna put a arrow in you." The sergeant smirked at the boys antics and ruffled his blue hair, before pressing on with his patrol. Baird nodded to the man before looking over the surrounding landscape, with talent being in climbing he never felt better than when he stood atop a castle wall.

He spotted a boy and girl over by one the guards old patrol shacks, the one near the stream, deciding to go investigate he spotted a thick group of tree's nearby the shack descending down the wall until he was about two feet above the tree's leaping off the wall he grabbed onto a tree branch he swung until he soon began to run along the branches he stopped when he landed perfectly on the roof of the shack beside the boy the boards with the extra weight. "Hello." He began politely.

Vampire RP

Praetor had just finished writing recent events in his journal, he looked up and saw something that made his blood boil in rage, one of the Blackmoore's, a women, was leading a human out the door, he knew what that meant. He growled as he followed slowly, years of practice made him quickly dissipate in to shadow as he tailed the women in leather, he knew her reputation Béatrix de la Croix, executioner and close friend to Alistair, however even if his family's name was on the line if she killed that meat-headed human he would have to act, his morals demanded it. Gripping his sword and summoning his power he waited, whatever this women did he would be ready for it.