BurningCold

Galaxy Of Monsters - (Alien Monster Hunter RP)

Making really good progress on my character guys. I look forward to roleplaying with this interesting cast.

Into The Dark: Harbingers of Ruin

@POOHEAD189 Could you spare a moment to talk about our lord and savior the EverGod?

Into The Dark: Harbingers of Ruin

Just submitted my app for review, can't wait to see some of the other sheets once mine is (hopefully) accepted! Ruin isn't going to... harbinge... itself.

Galaxy Of Monsters - (Alien Monster Hunter RP)

@Lmpkio This isn't even close what I want, but here's an example.

My Hider

Let's say this thing doesn't need any sort of armor because it's naturally tough hide allows it a good enough balance between protection and maneuverability. Also those tentacles allow it to sense the presence of creatures that it can't see. Maybe that spike on the tail can pierce through armor or a biological equivalent, etc etc.

Is that alright?

Galaxy Of Monsters - (Alien Monster Hunter RP)

@Lmpkio I think I remember you from a mecha rp a while back, good to see you again. I may make a character if I can hit a good stride.

Question time?

What sorts of limitations are being placed on the tech, armor, and weapons available to us?
Is there going to be any sort of overarching plot or is this RP focused on contract by contract stories alone?
If I play as an alien, do they have to be essentially the same as humans in terms of combat effectiveness, or are useful biological functions allowed to a certain degree?

The Elder Scrolls: Oblivion - Crimson Skies

@LadyTabris Adamiir's arm is rightly out of commission, if you want to help with that. Veeza can only heal superficial wounds and minor damage.

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

Talked with Poo privately, I'll be pulling out of this RP. Best of luck slaying the vampire, my friends!

The Elder Scrolls: Oblivion - Crimson Skies

@Lauder Welcome, friend! I hope you're adequately prepared for the amazing adventure that awaits you.

I assure you, it's going to be the best gods damned adventure you've ever had.

Star Orphans (Mature Space Opera)

@ROADWARRIOR Just a friendly heads up for you. From my experience on this platform, conversations will typically take place over the course of days and weeks. Not hours. Very rarely does it seem that you'll find people above the free section speed posting in ic or ooc.

The Elder Scrolls: Oblivion - Crimson Skies

Adamiir Thiich - The Deadlands - Reflecting on his Mortality

Two of their own dead, just like that. While Adamiir couldn’t claim to feel particular remorse for either Glenndus or the whiny bitch that soon followed him to the grave, it was a stark reminder of the survivors’ mortality. Specifically, of course, his mortality. He glanced nervously at those around him, then at the cluster of hellspawn ahead. “I suppose it wouldn’t do to run away now, then?” Apparantly not, as the words barely left his lips before the elven paladin, Orintur Graywatch, as he so loudly proclaimed, charged headfirst into the throng of demons, sparking the melee.

It wasn’t long before Adamiir found himself surrounded. Three hissing scamps, circling around him, barely kept at bay by the threat of magicka coursing within his veins. The smallest one charged first, a flurry of claws and teeth that Adamiir noticed, even as he prepared to evade the assault, were remarkably clean for a scamp. He dropped to the ground, thrusting his hands into the air as he did so, pouring as much electricity into the creature’s softer underbelly as he could manage. The scamp dropped to the ground just behind Adamiir with a thud, even as the last two scamps charged at his now prone form. The one from behind arrived first, sinking its teeth deep into Adamiir’s shoulder, eliciting a cry of pain from the breton, even as he released a lightning bolt into the chest of the final scamp; a last ditch effort to prolong his life. The monster behind him bit down harder, and he thought he could feel something about to tear. Pain and panic flooded Adamiir’s mind then, and there was no more room for spells or survival.

Veeza - The Deadlands - Saving a Life

Veeza saw the scamp’s jaws open wide as it lunged forward before the breton felt them, and already he was charging ahead. The scamp released its morsel as the clanking of Veeza’s armor drew nearer and nearer, turning to face this new threat as quickly as time would allow. Not fast enough, it seemed, as Veeza grabbed the scamp by a leg and an arm with a roar, lifting the creature high into the air, before forcing it down onto his fearsome scalp. The thing wailed and shrieked, twisting and struggling desperately, only succeeding in burrowing Veeza’s spikes deeper into its stomach. The scamp scratched at him furiously, a few blows scraping his face, leaving shallow cuts, while most scrabbled harmlessly off of his armor. With a heave, Veeza lifted the scamp once more, throwing it down to the ground. It twitched once, then twice, then it was dead.

Veeza approached Adamiir then, looking down at the mage clutching his shoulder, working some sort of healing magic. Veeza prodded him with a foot, extending his hand. Adamiir ended the spell, reaching for Veeza’s hand with his good arm. Even as the argonian lifted him to his feet, Adamiir still winced in pain. It would take more than a cursory healing spell before his right arm could be used without great effort “I thank you, large and fearsome lizard! If the need arises for me to repay the favor, it is probable that I will!” He turned then, to survey the state of the battlefield, gripping his pendant tightly. Behind him, Veeza nodded.

“We must remain united. I fear this gate, and what it implies.”