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Athinar
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11 yrs ago
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Interested. Seems like you put a lot of work into this.
@Dblade26Aww, sorry to hear that. Hopefully, whatever you're going through will get resolved!
Oh, okay. I was kinda confused in that regard. I was thinking you meant for the general army.
@Eschatologist I don't think that Selena is going to wear a patch, because she's the head of the entire organization, and due to its nature of being able to operate without direct orders, she is usually the only officer around. Thus, while she operates within the ranking system within a war camp and in a general campaign, she retains direct control of her group, and tactical decisions are generally left to her.
Joiiiiiin usssssss.... I just recently just joined, after binge-reading the IC, and let me tell you: It's amazing. You should totally join.
@NeutralNexus Heee. Can't wait to throw down with a nigh-invincible mercenary.
Might as well use this post to store my side character. :P
Character you have created: Victor Desmond Nugyven
Alias: VKTR-17
Speech Color: Color=Sienna
Character Alignment: Hero. While some of his missions for STRIKE are usually in a grey area, he does his best to be a good person.
Identity: Secret (Known to the higher-ups in STRIKE, like Director Anderson)
Character Personality: Victor is a man who led a tough life, but managed to come through it stronger than before. He is usually taciturn and tight-lipped, but is kind, underneath the gruffness. He is especially kind and loving to his two children, and remembers his late wife fondly.
Uniform/costume:
Victor usually wears a suit, sunglasses, and earpiece. When not on duty, he wears clothes like any other 40-year old man. However, he can also dress for any mission, having access to most of the STRIKE armory, and being a master of disguise.
Origin Info/Details: Victor was born an orphan, and at age two, taken from the orphanage by an elderly martial artist, black belt in 12 different styles, and inventor of two. He was raised in the dojo alongside the other students, receiving no special treatment, even if he was the sensei's legal son. However, he received all of the old man's love, and viewed his peers as his brothers and sisters, if not by blood, by fraternity. Also, he was trained as a mystic, gaining strange arcane abilities that he used masterfully.
When he was sixteen, the old man died peacefully, surrounded by his students on his deathbed. However, before he died, he whispered one single word into Victor's ear, one that would change his life forever.
S.T.R.I.K.E.
The old man had been an agent, when he was younger, and it took the agency no time at all to recruit the young prodigy, promising him that he would be able to change the world for the better. And he did, for a while. Until, while in Nepal, something happened that would change him forever. STRIKE, the organization that he idolized for its ability for good, sent him to kill a child.
His target was a small, cheerful monk, who had just grown into his robes. Apparently, he had the ability to end the world, according to their sources. Victor argued that they had no way to be sure, but they sent him anyway, threatening to send in a strike force, which would, most likely, have high amounts of collateral damage to the monastery. Resigned to this fact, he went.
The mission was easy, but something changed within the man, his open, smiling self, now become a taciturn, tight-lipped agent of S.T.R.I.K.E, who now performed his missions without question, preferring to confide in a young, beautiful Operations Coordinator called Charlotte. The two quickly fell in love, and were married after a year and a half of courtship. Now, it would seem that the base of a covert organization wouldn't be the best place to raise a family, but it worked out anyways. After their first child, Zander, they weren't concerned for the safety of their child, for he was always looked after by several on-base guards, who quickly fell in love with the boy, (even if he did seem a bit distant), and was watched whenever Charlotte or Victor couldn't be there. This was the state of affairs, until Victor's greatest tragedy, and greatest victory happened all at once.
The birth of his daughter, Lydia, went smoothly, the baby born healthy. However, Charlotte only got to hold the child for three minutes before she went into shock, and died, reasons unknown, even with the medical technology that S.T.R.I.K.E had. More than ever, Victor felt responsible for his family, and cared for Lydia and Zander deeply, giving them all of his love and attention. Also, in their mother's absence, the base staff became Lydia and Zander's collective parents, whenever Victor was away.
Nowadays, VKTR-17 is being sent on even more missions than usual, and cherishes any moment he can spend with his kids. With the recent emergence of Equilibrium, however, he might be assigned to recover the young Meta that he brought to STRIKE all those years ago.
Hero Type (Select one):
Acrobat/Mystic
Power Level (Select one below):
B. City Level (Although he does get sent on missions around the world.)
Powers (Be Specific):
Victor is a mystic, who has had years of training, outside of STRIKE, and is a great martial artist, one of the best in the world.
Eye of Bahamut- Victor can send out an arcane eye that flies around, and look through it with his normal vision. It can also shoot a ray of fire, for a few meters, but this obscures Victor's vision.
Restrain- Victor can immobilize most human-sized beings with a ray of psychic energy.
Eternal Freedom- Victor can never be permanently restrained or imprisoned by any source, supernatural or physical. It might take days, or even weeks for this ability to take effect, but he will escape.
Arcane Sigil- Victor can summon a magical sign that sends a wave of arcane force in a cone, one direction.
Attributes (Select one at each category):
Strength Level: Peak Normal Human (Military training)
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 20 MPH
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Peak Normal Human (Military, Agent, and Mystic training)
Agility: 3x Human level
Intelligence: Above Average Human
Fighting Skill: Mastered
Resources: Extreme
Weaknesses: While pretty powerful, and extremely skilled, he is still a normal human, with normal human weaknesses. His idealism is a weakness, as well, even if he isn't naive. He goes out of his way to protect the innocent and prevent collateral damage.
Supporting Characters:
Lydia Nugyven- Victor's daughter. A cute, energetic girl, who is an aspiring artist.
Zander Nugyven- Victor's son. Seems disinterested most of the time, but is very kind to his younger sister. Is a musician, able to play the flute.
Charlotte Nugyven (Deceased)- Victor's late wife. Was a kind, gentle woman, who loved Victor deeply, before she died, giving birth to a third child, who also died, due to miscarriage.
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: Yeh.
Sample Post:
Victor trudged up the slope of the mountain, snow whipping across his face. His hood pulled over his head, he thought quietly about what he had been sent to the monastery at the top of the mountain to do.
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Director Anderson sat at his desk, and pointed at Victor, finger stabbing in his face, furiously. "Listen, Victor, if you can't do this mission, I'll be required to send in a strike force! You know what that means! While they won't mean to, they'll still have massive, unnecessary collateral! If you don't want that, you WILL save the world, at the cost of one life!"
"But sir, we can't be sure that he'll-"
"This came from ORACLE! I'm pretty damn convinced that this is legit! Now GO!"
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As he approached the monastery, he looked for a way to climb the wall. This place wasn't built for defense, and there were several shingled roofs on the walls, surrounding the tight courtyard, which was generally protected from the harsh elements. As he scaled the wall, and crept stealthily along the roof, he caught sight of the target whose image would be forever burned into his mind. A young boy, about eight years old, playing with a kitten, in the courtyard, by the fire.
Tears in his eyes, and snow stinging his face, Victor raised his hands, and a flaming eye appeared in front of him. He whispered, "I'm sorry." before letting a fiery bolt loose at the child. He didn't even have the chance to scream. Incinerated immediately, Victor was glad that he could at least give him a quick death, that he didn't have to suffer.
Leaping down from the wall, Victor ran from the monastery, crying, as he heard the anguished cries of the monks, as they discovered what had become of the child. Sobbing into his mouthpiece, he said, "A-agent V-V-VKTR-17 r-report- reporting for ex-extraction."
A cool, calming voice replied, "This is Charlie Double-oght Two. Report acknowledged. Heading to exfil zone now." Out of the sky, a VTOL dropship landed in front of Victor for the briefest second before he climbed into the aircraft, and closed the bay door behind him. Slumping into the seat in the back of the plane, he held his head in his hands. What had he done?
Character you have created: Victor Desmond Nugyven
Alias: VKTR-17
Speech Color: Color=Sienna
Character Alignment: Hero. While some of his missions for STRIKE are usually in a grey area, he does his best to be a good person.
Identity: Secret (Known to the higher-ups in STRIKE, like Director Anderson)
Character Personality: Victor is a man who led a tough life, but managed to come through it stronger than before. He is usually taciturn and tight-lipped, but is kind, underneath the gruffness. He is especially kind and loving to his two children, and remembers his late wife fondly.
Uniform/costume:
Victor usually wears a suit, sunglasses, and earpiece. When not on duty, he wears clothes like any other 40-year old man. However, he can also dress for any mission, having access to most of the STRIKE armory, and being a master of disguise.
Origin Info/Details: Victor was born an orphan, and at age two, taken from the orphanage by an elderly martial artist, black belt in 12 different styles, and inventor of two. He was raised in the dojo alongside the other students, receiving no special treatment, even if he was the sensei's legal son. However, he received all of the old man's love, and viewed his peers as his brothers and sisters, if not by blood, by fraternity. Also, he was trained as a mystic, gaining strange arcane abilities that he used masterfully.
When he was sixteen, the old man died peacefully, surrounded by his students on his deathbed. However, before he died, he whispered one single word into Victor's ear, one that would change his life forever.
S.T.R.I.K.E.
The old man had been an agent, when he was younger, and it took the agency no time at all to recruit the young prodigy, promising him that he would be able to change the world for the better. And he did, for a while. Until, while in Nepal, something happened that would change him forever. STRIKE, the organization that he idolized for its ability for good, sent him to kill a child.
His target was a small, cheerful monk, who had just grown into his robes. Apparently, he had the ability to end the world, according to their sources. Victor argued that they had no way to be sure, but they sent him anyway, threatening to send in a strike force, which would, most likely, have high amounts of collateral damage to the monastery. Resigned to this fact, he went.
The mission was easy, but something changed within the man, his open, smiling self, now become a taciturn, tight-lipped agent of S.T.R.I.K.E, who now performed his missions without question, preferring to confide in a young, beautiful Operations Coordinator called Charlotte. The two quickly fell in love, and were married after a year and a half of courtship. Now, it would seem that the base of a covert organization wouldn't be the best place to raise a family, but it worked out anyways. After their first child, Zander, they weren't concerned for the safety of their child, for he was always looked after by several on-base guards, who quickly fell in love with the boy, (even if he did seem a bit distant), and was watched whenever Charlotte or Victor couldn't be there. This was the state of affairs, until Victor's greatest tragedy, and greatest victory happened all at once.
The birth of his daughter, Lydia, went smoothly, the baby born healthy. However, Charlotte only got to hold the child for three minutes before she went into shock, and died, reasons unknown, even with the medical technology that S.T.R.I.K.E had. More than ever, Victor felt responsible for his family, and cared for Lydia and Zander deeply, giving them all of his love and attention. Also, in their mother's absence, the base staff became Lydia and Zander's collective parents, whenever Victor was away.
Nowadays, VKTR-17 is being sent on even more missions than usual, and cherishes any moment he can spend with his kids. With the recent emergence of Equilibrium, however, he might be assigned to recover the young Meta that he brought to STRIKE all those years ago.
Hero Type (Select one):
Acrobat/Mystic
Power Level (Select one below):
B. City Level (Although he does get sent on missions around the world.)
Powers (Be Specific):
Victor is a mystic, who has had years of training, outside of STRIKE, and is a great martial artist, one of the best in the world.
Eye of Bahamut- Victor can send out an arcane eye that flies around, and look through it with his normal vision. It can also shoot a ray of fire, for a few meters, but this obscures Victor's vision.
Restrain- Victor can immobilize most human-sized beings with a ray of psychic energy.
Eternal Freedom- Victor can never be permanently restrained or imprisoned by any source, supernatural or physical. It might take days, or even weeks for this ability to take effect, but he will escape.
Arcane Sigil- Victor can summon a magical sign that sends a wave of arcane force in a cone, one direction.
Attributes (Select one at each category):
Strength Level: Peak Normal Human (Military training)
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 20 MPH
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Peak Normal Human (Military, Agent, and Mystic training)
Agility: 3x Human level
Intelligence: Above Average Human
Fighting Skill: Mastered
Resources: Extreme
Weaknesses: While pretty powerful, and extremely skilled, he is still a normal human, with normal human weaknesses. His idealism is a weakness, as well, even if he isn't naive. He goes out of his way to protect the innocent and prevent collateral damage.
Supporting Characters:
Lydia Nugyven- Victor's daughter. A cute, energetic girl, who is an aspiring artist.
Zander Nugyven- Victor's son. Seems disinterested most of the time, but is very kind to his younger sister. Is a musician, able to play the flute.
Charlotte Nugyven (Deceased)- Victor's late wife. Was a kind, gentle woman, who loved Victor deeply, before she died, giving birth to a third child, who also died, due to miscarriage.
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: Yeh.
Sample Post:
Victor trudged up the slope of the mountain, snow whipping across his face. His hood pulled over his head, he thought quietly about what he had been sent to the monastery at the top of the mountain to do.
----------------------
Director Anderson sat at his desk, and pointed at Victor, finger stabbing in his face, furiously. "Listen, Victor, if you can't do this mission, I'll be required to send in a strike force! You know what that means! While they won't mean to, they'll still have massive, unnecessary collateral! If you don't want that, you WILL save the world, at the cost of one life!"
"But sir, we can't be sure that he'll-"
"This came from ORACLE! I'm pretty damn convinced that this is legit! Now GO!"
----------------------
As he approached the monastery, he looked for a way to climb the wall. This place wasn't built for defense, and there were several shingled roofs on the walls, surrounding the tight courtyard, which was generally protected from the harsh elements. As he scaled the wall, and crept stealthily along the roof, he caught sight of the target whose image would be forever burned into his mind. A young boy, about eight years old, playing with a kitten, in the courtyard, by the fire.
Tears in his eyes, and snow stinging his face, Victor raised his hands, and a flaming eye appeared in front of him. He whispered, "I'm sorry." before letting a fiery bolt loose at the child. He didn't even have the chance to scream. Incinerated immediately, Victor was glad that he could at least give him a quick death, that he didn't have to suffer.
Leaping down from the wall, Victor ran from the monastery, crying, as he heard the anguished cries of the monks, as they discovered what had become of the child. Sobbing into his mouthpiece, he said, "A-agent V-V-VKTR-17 r-report- reporting for ex-extraction."
A cool, calming voice replied, "This is Charlie Double-oght Two. Report acknowledged. Heading to exfil zone now." Out of the sky, a VTOL dropship landed in front of Victor for the briefest second before he climbed into the aircraft, and closed the bay door behind him. Slumping into the seat in the back of the plane, he held his head in his hands. What had he done?
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Forum: Casual Roleplay
There ya go. A bit short, maybe, but it keeps things moving.
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Forum: Casual Roleplay
Athinar's eyes narrowed as he surveyed the city. Smoke and flame from the front gate, screams of terror within. Athinar wouldn't have thought it odd for Torrens or Shukra to have jumped the gun, but they both knew better. Most likely, it was some lesser minion who had found his way in, and had begun the attack early. Still, he didn't mind Narza taking the initiative in this case. The little ghost had proven herself useful, and that would be appreciated. Nodding, Athinar swung aroung, looking back at his group. "Everyone! They know we're here! No need for stealth, now. We can slaughter the guards, but we need to kill the sorcerers first."
Sprinting towards the thick wooden gates, the huge man drew back a fist, and leaping at the portal, punched them apart, knocking them to either side, and shattering the crossbeam, landed amongst unconsious guards and scattered splinters of wood.
Absentmindedly stomping on a guard's windpipe, dispatching the civic defender, Athinar looked down the long street. Narza had blocked off quite a few streets, leading the guards to him in a straight line. Snarling like a wolf in pleasure, he bounded along the path, howling as the first few guards came into his vision. The guards, 15 in number, were taken aback as they saw this... beast of a man, and halted their forward movement, stumbling. He capitalized on this, and slid forward, twisting his right foot up in a high kick, snapping their leader's neck. Stepping back, Athinar, fell into Rock Style, waiting for the smaller group to approach. This should be fun.
Sprinting towards the thick wooden gates, the huge man drew back a fist, and leaping at the portal, punched them apart, knocking them to either side, and shattering the crossbeam, landed amongst unconsious guards and scattered splinters of wood.
Absentmindedly stomping on a guard's windpipe, dispatching the civic defender, Athinar looked down the long street. Narza had blocked off quite a few streets, leading the guards to him in a straight line. Snarling like a wolf in pleasure, he bounded along the path, howling as the first few guards came into his vision. The guards, 15 in number, were taken aback as they saw this... beast of a man, and halted their forward movement, stumbling. He capitalized on this, and slid forward, twisting his right foot up in a high kick, snapping their leader's neck. Stepping back, Athinar, fell into Rock Style, waiting for the smaller group to approach. This should be fun.
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