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Ashlands, small decrepit double garage.

*Ryan sat 300 yards away on a hill facing the north side of the building, which had the two garage doors. Small slashes in the metal revealed nothing, to Bright... He decided he needed to get closer. Ryan started on his approach, rifle at the ready. As he got closer details revealed themselves clearly. Structural weakness, dents in the garage doors, a dusty looking black truck with dried blood smeared down the sides. The front end has a grill with an attached plow, good for moving cars and obstructions. The dull spots on it's edge lend Credence to it's claim of use. Off road tires with hub caps spikes threaten anyone who would drive close to the side. Metal plates fill the windows, each with a slit for sight. Ryan was on the truck now, it was parked just outside one of the doors.*

"Curious" Ryan thought to himself as he glanced around the area.
"Why wouldn't they park it inside" he contemplated as he made his way around the building.

*Ryan circled the building half way before finding a door on the back side of the building. Ryan knocked on the door and stood back to the right side, waiting for an answer.*

"C'mon you son of a bitch's, I know your in there." Ryan muttered down the barrel of his M870.

*Creek* *blam, pump, blam, pump, blam, pump.*
*Ryan let 3 shots off threw the door as it opened.*

"Anyone else in there?" Ryan yelled as he stood against the wall.

*A small man burst through the door and immediately suppressed Ryan's vision. He rolled around and backed away.*

"You fucked up you son of a bitch, now your gonna die blind and deaf!" The man said before suppressing Ryan's hearing.

*Ryan, now blind and deaf, Started to worry intensely. He shifted his shotgun into his Vulcan and stared letting loose a hail of bullets. He backed up the wall for safety and sprayed outward.*

"Where are youuuu!" Ryan screamed out into the darkness that was now his senses.

*Ryan stopped firing and tried to settle his heart rate. He felt like he was about to die. Then BLAM! The small man shot Ryan in his faceplate. Ryan slid down the wall, bent bullet lodged into the faceplate of his helmet. The man approached and pointed his gun at Ryan's head once more. BLAM, Ryan quick drawed in front of him and caught the man just below the belly button. All at once his vision and hearing were restored, and he let 3 more cartridges into the little man.*

"Oh... my... god... I swear... I gotta find a better hobby".

*Ryan searched the building and car, finding the fuel taken from Ryona as well as the radio. In addition, he also found 3 full 10 gallon jerry cans full of diesel gasoline. Replacement parts for various things on a Dodge Ram 3500 turbo diesel, which is the make of the truck outside. Rations for 2 weeks and a set of tools. A 12 gauge shotgun and a half empty box of 12 shells. The little man's 9mm and a box of 36 cartridges, 24 left.*

*Ryan exited the building after stashing what he could under different Garbages. He got in the truck and popped the hood, setting to work on an inspection. He inspected all he could and decided it was in good driving condition. He parked the truck in the garage and removed the key.*

"Where are you Ryona..".
Full Name: Ryan Vanrasque

Nicknames/Aliases: Ry-Ry, Bullet Hellion.

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Gift:
Energy Gunner: He has a special pistol tied to his energy that can shift it's frame. Meaning it can go from said revolver, to an m870 shotgun, to a vector .45, to a break action single shot .50 cal. , And finally a Vulcan (small 9mm minigun). Each takes varying amounts of his energy, due to the bullets fired and shifted forms reliance upon his energy for corporeality. The pistols natural form is not strenuous and none of the forms weigh anything to Ryan.

Ryan also learned he could coat his body in a tight fit teal energy armor that covers the whole body, the head protection is a sort of riot mask with a blackened facial plate unable to be seen threw from the outside. While sturdy and a good defence against small to large Calibur bullets and shrapnel, to much damage to the armor can be just as fatal.

Ryan's newest trick is to summon and throw energy bangs, which burst in a 5' diameter with a sort of teal light that blinds, deafens, and burns.

Loyalty: ashlander

Description: usually wears a tight black long sleeve with black denim jeans. A belt holster is worn to his right side, in which sits his Energy Gun; The bullet rings are all empty. His eyes glow a dim teal the same as his bullets, as they share the color of his personal energy. He has a rugged yet handsomely carved face and broad shoulders, he is well built and usually wears sunglasses and a bandanna around his left wrist that features a yin and yang with two fuzes coming out of the opposite ends. The black of the yang is replaced with teal, the white is still white.

Personality: Ryan makes up for her sisters shyness with an absurd amount of sarcasm and protectiveness. Often times indifferent to the point his only care is how comfortable Ryona feels. Ryan has his serious moments however and knows when it's time to leave a situation alone. Ryan is an optimist to counter his sister's pecemism, and sees the world in shades of hope.


Skills: He's a good haggler and never gets swindled at the table. He can make repairs to minor breaks in automobiles, clean and service most models of cartridge guns, and diagnose basic issues with equipment such as his hand radio.

Weaknesses: He could not take any action that would harm his sister's life. If it were him or her, he would let himself die to save Ryona. Aside from that, he doesn't have any biological durability and can be killed fairly easily while unarmored.


Brief History: Taken care of his sister since birth and when she was sold he was out on a job, when he finally tracked her down a year latter and planned a rescue. He was interrupted by crazed screams and fire, his beloved sister bad fallen off the wagon and was torching thier rended bodies in a pile while laughing. He quickly calmed her down as best he could and vowed from that day forth to always be there to protect her. When she finally gained back some of her personality she was a shy fraction of herself, only ever truly at peace alone in the night next to her sleeping brother. They've been together ever since they met and continue to watch out for each other.

Other: Ryan is all for amends, but wrongs against his sister can't be forgiven by him. If anyone were to steal or harm Ryona in any way, Ryan would kill them the next time they met. No questions asked.
Full Name: Ryan Vanrasque

Nicknames/Aliases: Ry-Ry, Bullet Hellion.

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Gift:
Energy Gunner: He has a special pistol tied to his energy that can shift it's frame. Meaning it can go from said revolver, to an m870 shotgun, to a vector .45, to a break action single shot .50 cal. , And finally a Vulcan (small 9mm minigun). Each takes varying amounts of his energy, due to the bullets fired and shifted forms reliance upon his energy for corporeality. Ryan can also fairly alter the paths of his bullets after they've been fired. The pistols natural form is not strenuous and none of the forms weigh anything to Ryan.

Ryan also learned he could coat his body in a tight fit teal energy armor that covers the whole body, the head protection is a sort of riot mask with a blackened facial plate unable to be seen threw from the outside. While sturdy and a good defence against small to large Calibur bullets and shrapnel, to much damage to the armor can be just as fatal.

Ryan's newest trick is to summon and throw energy bangs, which burst in a 5' diameter with a sort of teal light that blinds, deafens, and burns.

Loyalty: ashlander

Description: usually wears a tight black long sleeve with black denim jeans. A belt holster is worn to his right side, in which sits his Energy Gun; The bullet rings are all empty. His eyes glow a dim teal the same as his bullets, as they share the color of his personal energy. He has a rugged yet handsomely carved face and broad shoulders, he is well built and usually wears sunglasses and a bandanna around his left wrist that features a yin and yang with two fuzes coming out of the opposite ends. The black of the yang is replaced with teal, the white is still white.

Personality: Ryan makes up for her sisters shyness with an absurd amount of sarcasm and protectiveness. Often times indifferent to the point his only care is how comfortable Ryona feels. Ryan has his serious moments however and knows when it's time to leave a situation alone. Ryan is an optimist to counter his sister's pecemism, and sees the world in shades of hope.


Skills: He's a good haggler and never gets swindled at the table. He can make repairs to minor breaks in automobiles, clean and service most models of cartridge guns, and diagnose basic issues with equipment such as his hand radio.

Weaknesses: He could not take any action that would harm his sister's life. If it were him or her, he would let himself die to save Ryona. Aside from that, he doesn't have any biological durability and can be killed fairly easily while unarmored.


Brief History: Taken care of his sister since birth and when she was sold he was out on a job, when he finally tracked her down a year latter and planned a rescue. He was interrupted by crazed screams and fire, his beloved sister bad fallen off the wagon and was torching thier rended bodies in a pile while laughing. He quickly calmed her down as best he could and vowed from that day forth to always be there to protect her. When she finally gained back some of her personality she was a shy fraction of herself, only ever truly at peace alone in the night next to her sleeping brother. They've been together ever since they met and continue to watch out for each other.

Other: Ryan is all for amends, but wrongs against his sister can't be forgiven by him. If anyone were to steal or harm Ryona in any way, Ryan would kill them the next time they met. No questions asked.

@EchoicChamber
This would be a resident evil based RP where multiple groups of two are tasked with preventing a c-virus attack on multiple countries.

Standard rules would apply, no power playing, no god modding, keep your dirty erp to your private messages.

Feel free to contact me with questions about specifics.
Basically it's supposed to be a story driven game where you aren't too find and stop the launches before a suspected launch date. You CAN fail and cities can die, ultimately making your life harder. Each character has naturally developed antibodies, so you don't turn when bitten or scratched. Modding your body with c-virus is a thing but incredibly dangerous so if you inject something make sure it's helpful.
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...y'know, to be fully honest, psions have never actually come up in our discussions of his Lore. And to be clear, I'm talking about my personal discussions with the man here, not the stuff on this thread (though technically those overlap).

Be that uncertain status as it may, I'm a little curious as to what you mean by "natural weapons." Like along the lines of 'poisonous blood', or like 'able to wield swords and axes?' Also, note that this RP doesn't deal so much in 'hard stats' so much as 'general estimates.' For instance, my PC's mental fortitude is most likely to be matched or bested by Rune's, but my same PC's mental fortitude is higher than Kyvir's. [In other words, I can mind screw with the Teifling, but the High Elf is probably going to No Sell it and kick my PC's ass.]

Tl;dr, we don't do dice rolls.

...at least, to my knowledge it's not really required for the most part, if ever.


The natural weapons are basically the wings from Tokyo ghoul and the tendrils the main dude has. Each deal 1d6 + dex and the wings can cause bleeding and pinned. I don't plan on fighting PC's though as the whole "my character is better than yours" never stops in those kind of fights
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Full Name: Ryona Vanrasque

Nicknames/Aliases: Tinder Witch

Age: 19

Gender: female

Gift: Telekinesis

Loyalty: Ashlander

Description: Ryona has long, violet hair, often tied back in some fashion. Her eyes are a much darker shade of purple, and often lend her a sad demeanor. She wears a short, black dress with light gold trimmings, and has a prominent bust.

Personality: Ryona is very fragile and soft spoken. She prefers not to get in confrontations because she's scared of other people's powers and her own. When threatened she takes on a "heavier" tone and often assails her attacker while screaming. She doesn't really have the attitude for theft, but will steal back her own belongings if stolen.


Skills: Not only is she skilled in the basics of telekinesis such as holding and moving objects. She is also quite skilled at creating a telekinetic barrier around 1/4th of her body, strong enough to defect high caliber AP rounds when shaped at an angle. She also traps air or other gasses in a telekinetic field and compact it to low explosive pressure, which upon release acts as a deafening sound bang. She is also well toned for a 19 year old woman, easily able to hold her own against an average man.

Weaknesses: migraine headaches severely limit her ability to concentrate and utilize her Powers effectively.


Brief History: Assaulted many times, avenged half of them. Mother died when she was 10 and her father sold her when she was 17 to a band of mercenaries. When she escaped a year later she did so by burning them all with her "owners" flame thrower.

Other: hates not being able to leave of her own free will, if she is trapped she cannot form any sort of trust or friendship.
Okie dokie, and yes lol, if somebody could like find me somewhere I would be super appreciative lol. I don't wanna just plop myself anywhere.@EchoicChamber
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Full Name: Ryona Vanrasque

Nicknames/Aliases: Tinder Witch

Age: 19

Gender: female

Gift: Telekinesis

Loyalty: Ashlander

Description: Ashen skin tone, busty, 5'10", 152 lbs, blue eyes and Dusty blonde hair.

Personality: hardcore and unforgiving, the ash had tried to chew her up and spit her out for being a woman. Each time she responded with brutal action out of primal fear. She lives on instinct and is constantly on the lookout for her next meal ticket.


Skills: Not only is she skilled in the basics of telekinesis such as holding and moving objects. She is also quite skilled at creating a telekinetic barrier around 1/4th of her body, strong enough to defect high caliber AP rounds when shaped at an angle. She also traps air or other gasses in a telekinetic field and compact it to low explosive pressure, which upon release acts as a deafening sound bang. She is also well toned for a 19 year old woman, easily able to hold her own against an average man.

Weaknesses: migraine headaches severely limit her ability to concentrate and utilize her Powers effectively.


Brief History: Assaulted many times, avenged half of them. Mother died when she was 10 and her father sold her when she was 17 to a band of mercenaries. When she escaped a year later she did so by burning them all with her "owners" flame thrower.

Other: hates not being able to leave of her own free will, if she is trapped she cannot form any sorry if trust or friendship.

@EchoicChamber
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