Captain Uni

Adam Philip's Totally Legit Laboratory For The Science!

Here's my simple-minded white-collar worker who wants to learn the science.

Denny Milford

Name: Denzel 'Denny' Milford
Appearance: Clicky. Usually seen wearing a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up (usually has a stain or two), a polka-dot tie and tousled hair. His appearance always looks like he just woke up and threw on whatever was closest to him, no matter if it was dirty or not. Some might even wonder if he ever wears new clothes.
Personality: Denny is a rather stupid and dopey guy. He knows literally NOTHING about science and most other subjects, instead relying on other people or sheer luck to help him. However, he is known to, at times, have brilliant breakthroughs entirely on accident, such as solving a dispute by making an offhand comment that's only loosely related to the topic. He also plays a mean flute. A regular idiot savant.
History: A dimwitted and simple-minded man, Denny doesn't really understand the science. He is on a quest to understand the science and, rather than get someone to teach him the science or read about it, he decided to get a job that he is in no way qualified to have. I did say he was a rather ditzy fellow, didn't I? Anyhow, he got the job for some reason and now he has to do work that he doesn't understand at all. But at least he has an opportunity to learn the science now, so yay!
Items: Nothing but his clothing, a watch and a flute.

Adam Philip's Totally Legit Laboratory For The Science!

This sounds like fun. I'm in, expect a character sheet to be up shortly.

Also, please tell me the CEO is a disgruntled and eccentric man prone to hating lemons like Cave Johnson from Portal 2.

EDIT: Ah, it's magnets, not lemons.

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

Got a post up, using the few shreds of context I have.

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

Garrett woke up to birds chirping, sunlight creeping through the windows, and the sound of kids playing outside.

He hated it.

The birds were too loud, the sun was too bright and the kids were mocking him. Maybe it was just his old age catching up to him, but he really hated waking up in the morning. Nonetheless, he got up, threw on his clothing and coat (double-checking that his blade and pistol were there), and walked into the kitchen. Garrett then tore off a piece of stale bread from the loaf, cut a piece of cheese off a wedge and ate his measly breakfast, downing it with a bit of wine that he sto- er, borrowed.

He then remembered: there was a mission today. Thankfully, he had woken up rather early, but still, he needed to get there, and fast. Gobbling down the last of his breakfast and drinking the rest of his wine, which dripped down the corners of Garrett's mouth and onto his shirt in his haste, Garrett broke into a sprint to make it to the headquarters (assuming the rebels have a headquarters. If not, disregard this).

Several hours later...

Well. That was bad.

The rebels had lost. And hard. They lost quite a few people due to the mistakes of one rebel, who was leading them. Garrett was holed up with them, wherever they were. Most were wounded, including the young girl he sat next to. She looked to be around her mid teens, far too young to be on a battlefield. For a moment Garrett thought about Winston, but quickly snapped out of it. "That could've gone better," Garrett said to the girl, his voice snarky and measured.

@sharksama

The Marked (Dishonored Roleplay.)

The Artist, Jethro Pritchard

The Artist

Name: Jethro Pritchard
Sex: Male
Age: 41
Appearance: A tall and thin man with fair skin, shortcut black hair (which is greying a bit) and a stubbly salt-and-pepper beard. Has a square jaw, with undeniable hardness to his face and oval-shaped eyes. His eyes are also different colors, the left one being dark blue and the right being green. Usually wears a waistcoat, shirt and slacks combo underneath a dark brown coat that goes down to a little bit above his knees.
Skills: Has almost no combat abilities, as he prefers to talk his way out of trouble, sneak away, or just not get into trouble at all.
Powers: Blink (Dishonored version, with the only upgrade being for better distance)
Doppelganger
Void Gaze
Bend Time (Dishonored version, with the only upgrade being stop time)
(Original Power Time!) Bloodfly Swarm - Jethro summons a swarm of bloodflies, which promptly begin to kill anyone in their path, be they friend or foe. Can be upgraded for either a larger swarm or so it will only attack enemies.
Bio: When Jethro was a young boy, he got a few pens and some paper and began drawing. And he drew a lot. When he wasn't drawing, he would also tinker with things. This time spent drawing honed his artistic skills and the time spent tinkering honed his inventing skills, and as a young man he rose quickly in the art and industrial world for his painting and sketches and various contraptions, and was almost as well known as Anton Sokolov. He was even allowed to paint the portrait of Emperor Samuel when he was still in power.
But, as always, all good things must come to an end. One day, a man, named Archibald Harrington, came forward and claimed that he had painted all of Jethro's paintings, and that Jethro was making a profit off of his hard work. This, of course, was not true, but the man took Jethro to court and sued him. Jethro thought the man would lose and it would all go back to normal.
So soon enough the trials came.
Harrington had forged evidence, bribed some of Jethro's 'friends' to testify against him and had a great lawyer.
And so he won.
He took all of Jethro's belongings save for some personal things. Jethro was dishonored, his home and friends gone from his life, all willing to let him rot in the poor districts of Dunwall while an imposter took his place. And now, with the powers gifted to him by the Outsider, he can have revenge and take his place back from Harrington... And maybe take revenge on the so called 'friends' who sold him out along the way.

The Marked (Dishonored Roleplay.)

@Apollosarcher, ah, alright, I wasn't sure as to when this was set. I edited it.

The Marked (Dishonored Roleplay.)

Jethro Pritchard, The Artist

The Artist

Name: Jethro Pritchard
Sex: Male
Age: 41
Appearance: A tall and thin man with fair skin, shortcut black hair (which is greying a bit) and a stubbly salt-and-pepper beard. Has a square jaw, with undeniable hardness to his face and oval-shaped eyes. His eyes are also different colors, the left one being dark blue and the right being green. Usually wears a waistcoat, shirt and slacks combo underneath a dark brown coat that goes down to a little bit above his knees.
Skills: Has almost no combat abilities, as he prefers to talk his way out of trouble, sneak away, or just not get into trouble at all.
Powers: Blink (Dishonored version, with the only upgrade being for better distance)
Doppelganger
Void Gaze
Bend Time (Dishonored version, with the only upgrade being stop time)
(Original Power Time!) Bloodfly Swarm - Jethro summons a swarm of bloodflies, which promptly begin to kill anyone in their path, be they friend or foe. Can be upgraded for either a larger swarm or so it will only attack enemies.
Bio: When Jethro was a young boy, he got a few pens and some paper and began drawing. And he drew a lot. When he wasn't drawing, he would also tinker with things. This time spent drawing honed his artistic skills and the time spent tinkering honed his inventing skills, and as a young man he rose quickly in the art and industrial world for his painting and sketches and various contraptions, and was almost as well known as Anton Sokolov. He was even allowed to paint the portrait of Emperor Samuel when he was still in power.
But, as always, all good things must come to an end. One day, a man, named Archibald Harrington, came forward and claimed that he had painted all of Jethro's paintings, and that Jethro was making a profit off of his hard work. This, of course, was not true, but the man took Jethro to court and sued him. Jethro thought the man would lose and it would all go back to normal.
So soon enough the trials came.
Harrington had forged evidence, bribed some of Jethro's 'friends' to testify against him and had a great lawyer.
And so he won.
He took all of Jethro's belongings save for some personal things. Jethro was dishonored, his home and friends gone from his life, all willing to let him rot in the poor districts while an imposter took his place. And now, with the powers gifted to him by the Outsider, he can have revenge and take his place back from Harrington... And maybe take revenge on the so called 'friends' who sold him out along the way.

The Maple Neighborhood [Invite-Only RP!]

Oh hey.
Third. Might make some edits to my character though, as I made this when I was getting back into RPing and have made much better characters since.

Number Six

Appearance

He rarely wears the hat, however. Also has a small patch on the front of his jacket that has the number 6 on it.

Name: George DeWitt, although he goes by Number Six or Six. No one knows his real name; sometimes even he forgets.

Age: 28

Gender: Male

Occupation: Unemployed/prisoner (he's obviously not forced to stay in the apartment, he just made himself think he is)

Personality: Where to start? Number Six, to put it charitably, is eccentric. To put it uncharitably... He's batsh*t f*cking insane. When he's in his apartment, he'll almost always be rewatching The Prisoner for ideas on how to escape or planning his escape. When he's not in his apartment, he's trying to escape. Or maybe talking with someone else when he feels like it. He refers to everyone by their room numbers (the exceptions being Kate and Alex, who share the same apartment; in their case he calls Kate 'the landowner' and Alex '10' or 'number 10'), in accordance with The Prisoner.

Background: Number Six, born as George DeWitt, grew up watching a lot of old TV shows. After watching the entirety of The Prisoner, he decided that he was no longer George DeWitt: he was Number Six. And after a while, he even convinced himself that he was forced to change his name to Number Six, and occasionally says 'I am not a number, I am a free man!' in accordance to his character.
Anyhow, Six eventually grew bored of living life in a city where he was allowed to do whatever he want and leave at any time. So he packed his bags and moved to the Maple Neighborhood, Maple 801 - 101 specifically. He got room number six, to his joy. To this day he attempts to escape the apartment complex despite the fact that he's free to leave at any time. Obviously, all his plans backfire in some way or another, otherwise he would've been long gone.

Room Number: 6, obviously.

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

"Heh, thanks. Though I've had some test runs with Archie back home. Those ended with dad having to replace more than a few parts." Walter says to Connor after Connor thanked Walter for his handling of the jet. When the jet had landed, Walter quickly called for a cab, then drove home, exhausted.

When he arrived home, his father and mother were there, acting casual which meant that they didn't hear about the mission. Good. Walter told them about his day (well, nix the part about him going on a rescue mission and landing a jet), ate dinner, then went upstairs and collapsed in bed. That was quite an eventful first day... And if it was only a fraction of what was to come, Walter already knew he wanted a lot more.

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The next day, Walter went about his usual schedule of getting up, getting dressed in his costume (nix the mask and hat), eating, then leaving while sliding the mask and hat on. He took a taxi to school, arriving just before the start. Then, he heard the announcement: there was another assembly. Walter quickly hurried to the auditorium, looking around for Hachi, Jasper, Light, and the others in his group, which he supposed were his 'friends' now, even though he had just met most of them yesterday. Then again, dangerous missions do help bonding...

The Marked (Dishonored Roleplay.)

@Apollosarcher, I know that they don't start completely upgraded. Anyway, I'll probably remove Pull (never used it in Brigmore Witches anyway, so I wouldn't find a use for it now).