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Current @DocTachyon that would be based I think
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The bugs are back.
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If this watch breaks, the foreign exchange market will take a twenty-eight percent hit. People will die.
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bro aren't you 15 go do your homework instead of screaming about your WIFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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"No. This is somewhere to be. This is all you have, but it's still something. Streets and sodium lights. The sky, the world. You're still alive."
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Goddammit.

Level:
5
EXP:
8/50
Location:
The Avenger
Word Count:
753 (+2)
Interactions:
N/A


Kit was awestruck by the Avenger the moment he set foot on it, impressed by the size of the ship and the technology found aboard it. He didn't eat or drink much at the feast, just a little snack of cheese and bread. He didn't need to eat so he figured he wouldn't take too much, considering there were others that actually needed the sustenance. As the banquet winded down and Kit found out where he would be bunking, he left the banquet early to get acclimated with his new quarters.

Kit's night was spent in silent meditation, even as his roommate Harry snored. It had been a long while since he had slept, before he had become undead even. He lost track of just how many years he'd been alive (or dead, rather), the memories of a life before that point turning to ashes that he would grasp and attempt to hold onto even as they fell through his fingers. He was amazed he was able to remember that little toy horse he had as a young boy. It was a long, long time ago that he had been a child. He couldn't even remember the faces of his parents. He felt a sense of melancholy there, but he tried to force the feeling back down as much as possible. That feeling wouldn't help.

Kit's meditation was interrupted by the klaxon blaring coming from everywhere. He wasn't sure just what the sound was, nor how it could be coming from all over the place. It continued to grow louder and louder until it eventually stopped. By that point, he heard multiple people getting up and ready for the day. He wondered if that noise had been like some kind of bell ringing to wake everyone up. He shook his head, not quite sure what to make of all this technology.

At breakfast, Kit sat down and had a bowl of oatmeal, finishing it off quickly but continuing to sit there, observing everyone. It was certainly a motley crew of individuals from all sorts of walks of life, each with a unique story to tell. Kit was curious to get to know them, hoping to forge bonds with the people he had decided to band together with. He wondered if maybe they'd find anyone he knew out in the wilds. He dearly missed Solaire, as well as all the other allies he had made... But another part of him thought back on an enemy.

Lautrec.

The heartless bastard that had killed the Firekeeper, betraying everyone at Firelink Shrine and damning what had once been a warm place where weary travelers could rest for even a moment. He wasn't sure if Firelink Shrine even existed in this world, or any other place he had been to, but he knew that if everyone was thrown into this world, that meant Lautrec was too. He would find the bastard and cut him down, whatever it took.

As breakfast finished up and everyone made their way to the vehicle bay, Kit followed after them. Entering the vehicle bay, Kit marveled at all the vehicles there, not even beginning to comprehend how they worked. He was used to walking everywhere he went, having never ridden a horse or a carriage. But these carriages didn't even need horses. It was so unusual, but it seemed like the future itself was unusual. He'd get used to it eventually, surely.

He listened intently as Sandalphon spoke, feeling a bit of pride in his chest as she announced the names of the new recruits. The speech continued, warning that the supplies were running low aboard the ship and that they need to restock. He was sure that between all of them they could find a way to get the supplies they needed. Eventually the speech was over and everyone collected their gear. Kit wouldn't have much use of the water canteen, or the medkit for that matter, but at least it could be used as a backup for anyone who had run out of theirs.

Gold Team departed in their hellpods. Kit stood around after fixing his Focus Sash around his left bicep, gazing at all the people that he would be working with. He was a bit disappointed to be separated from Big Band, Harry, and Snowball, but he supposed that at least Heismay would be there. As the view outside became that of snowy mountains and plains, Kit was among the first to board the Pelican-1.

Time for another adventure.

Level:
5
EXP:
6/50
Location:
Dead Zone Hinterlands - Witch's Nose
Word Count:
141 (+1)
Interactions:
@Lugubrious @Eviledd1984 @DracoLunaris


Kit had watched the showdown between his group and the guards in silence, a hand kept on his sword just in case things escalated far enough. It wasn't going too well until Heismay decided to step in, transforming into a new form that seemed properly intimidating. His show of power was enough to convince the guardsmen to finally check underneath their castle, and Kit let his hand fall from his sword with a sigh of relief at that.

As the group came together to step out of the cave, Kit waved goodbye to the young boy he had given the horse to. The group left the cave behind, stepping out of the mountain pass to gaze upon the lake. Kit looked at the others, then spoke up, "Let's hope we can find that monster. All these kids are relying on us."
I've always associated this song with Roy for some odd reason.


Level:
5
EXP:
5/50
Location:
Dead Zone Hinterlands - Witch's Nose
Word Count:
277 (+1)
Interactions:
@Lugubrious @Eviledd1984 @DracoLunaris


The journey past the lake and into the mountains was spent in silence for Kit, the knight forgoing talking to think on his newly unlocked memories. It felt like a lifetime ago that he was in Lordran, fighting undead and beasts alike. He'd spent his time in the World of Light doing the same thing, just without a goal. He supposed that some part of him was always meant to be a kind of hunter of the vile, so much so that even with his memories wiped he'd still continue doing it.

As the group entered the cavern, Kit lit up his lantern so that they could see where they were going. They continued in silence until they reached their destination, a shanty town within the cavern. This was where the children were being kept. Kit watched as Heismay approached the door of one of the buildings and knocked on it, talking with one of the children who let him into the building. The group entered into the room and Kit took in the messy living room.

As one of the children talked to Big Band, Kit approached the toys and knelt down to inspect one, a small wooden horse. He picked it up and looked at it, thinking back on an ancient memory of his childhood. He could barely remember it with how long it had been, but it brought him some comfort. One of the children approached him warily as he examined the horse, and he looked over to the child who opened his hands. Kit smiled then passed the boy the horse, the boy smiling wide as he took the toy into his hands.
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Interactions: Stitch - @Roman

Roy watched in silence as the Titans gathered together, discussing their latest mission. Cinderblock was a pain to bring down once, but he was sure they could do it again. His explosive arrows could blow chunks off the villain, but he didn't want to kill him like Troia was suggesting. They were heroes, not killers for hire.

Jupiter spoke to the team, "Make it so. Green Lantern, Robin and Martian will investigate the transport and see if they can determine how Cinderblock escaped. Arsenal, Stitch and I will take to the T-Bird for the eagle-eye view; Superboy and Wondergirl will fly ahead, with Kid Flash holding the line until we arrive." Troia left after that, Conner following behind her. As he watched the two leave, he could feel a body coming up close to him, then a nudge to his ribs that made him turn towards the person who had stepped up to him.

Stitch.

They were probably the most interesting member of the team, if only for their unique origin. A laundry pile given a soul was definitely cooler than Roy's own background. Roy grinned as Stitch commented on him being able to make his sixteenth bullseye. "Y'know, you make a good point. I've never had the pleasure to try shooting from an aircraft before anyway. I'm sure I'll get some good shots in. As for competition..." He rubbed his chin for a moment, then snapped his fingers. "Whoever lands five shots on him first wins." That seemed fair enough. They'd have to come up with a prize later.

Level:
5
EXP:
5/50
Location:
Outside Curien Mansion -> Witch's Nose
Word Count:
310 (+1)
Interactions:
@Lugubrious @DracoLunaris @Eviledd1984

The desperate chase through the mansion passed by in a blur, Kit running through (and being thrown around in) the interior with the others. As Band shot the heart at him that entered his body, Kit found himself wondering for a moment what had happened to Anor Londo and why he was in some creepy manor. His head was in a jumble with his unlocked memories merging with the memories he had made in the World of Light. Still, he kept on running, and eventually the group found their way out of the Curien Mansion. Hopping into Stein's Atom, the group made their way away from the manor and into the wilderness.

Kit sat there in the Atom, taking off his helmet so he could breathe easier. He racked his brain trying to figure out just how he had gotten here. One moment he was in Anor Londo, the city of the gods, and then he was in the woods. He was confused, and scared, and frustrated. He wished for a moment that Solaire was here, the jolly knight being one of the few comforting presences he had known in his time in Lordran. But Lordran seemed far away now. He was in a strange land.

Band explained the predicament to Kit and Harry, the knight wondering just how many other worlds there had been. He was amazed at the technology that he had seen, what with Big Band the mechanical man and the giant vehicle they took a ride in to get out here. As Band finished, Kit nodded, his resolve strengthened. "This world is foreign to me, but I know that even in this strange new land I must continue to do the right thing. We'll destroy the monster that merged all of our worlds, but as you say, the children come first. I'm with you, Big Band."
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Interactions: @Master Bruce @Sep


The training room in the tower was stacked with all sorts of equipment. Weights for Troia and Conner, treadmills for Wally (he had rigged one up just to make sure he wouldn't break it, something the speedster was not happy about), some kind of acrobatic jungle gym for Dick. And last but certainly not least, an archery range for the team's resident bowman. As Dick practiced his acrobatics on the other side of the room, Roy was busy brushing up on his marksmanship.

*THWIP!*

"Bullseye. Fifteen in a row." Roy smirked, stepping up to the target to remove the arrow. He slid it back into his quiver and walked back to the firing line. Nocking another arrow, he took in a deep breath and drew back the bowstring. Time for another bullse-

*BWEEP!* *BWEEP!* *BWEEP!*

Roy looked away for just a moment as the alarms blared, letting the arrow fly. When he looked back, he found the arrow had hit a wall instead.

Shit.

Then Jupiter's voice played over the PA system, "All team members please suit up. We have a situation developing."

Shit.

With a sigh, Roy slid the bow across his back and left the training room. Dick had already gotten ready and left the room by the time the archer was heading out. "Always the first one to answer the call," Roy chuckled to himself as he walked down the halls of the tower. He made his way to the equipment room, getting dressed in his costume and filling his quiver with some various trick arrows.

Roy made his way to the kitchen, only to find that Robin was there along with Wally. The two were exchanging banter, Robin scolding Wally for the speedster's slothfulness while Wally laughed it off as always. Roy just sighed at the two, piping up, "C'mon Dick, let the guy eat. He's a growing boy."

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"You might think using a bow is impractical, but usually all it takes is the right arrow..."
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C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
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Roy William Harper Jr.
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Green Arrow (Formerly) | American

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N O T A B L E S K I L L S & T A L E N T S
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T H E S T O R Y S O F A R...
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Roy was born to a pair of forest rangers near the Spokane Indian Reservation in Washington state. The two would perish in a fire while evacuating the reservation, with the young Roy being taken in by Brave Bow, an elder of the tribe. Raised as one of their own, Roy's life within the tribe was peaceful, with him being taught from a young age how to use a bow.

One day when Roy was 12, he snuck out of the reservation in order to go steal some alcohol. He got drunk and blacked out, waking up hours later with a hangover. Returning home, he found Brave Bow dead with no clue as to who did it. Worried for his own safety, as well as the possibility the rest of the tribe would think it was him, Roy left the reservation behind and made his way to Seattle.

After a year spent living on the streets and stealing to survive, Roy's life changed for the better when he stole a wallet off of one Oliver Queen. This stolen wallet led to Oliver taking Roy in as his foster son and Roy becoming Speedy, Green Arrow's sidekick. The two fought side by side together and strengthened their bond as mentor and protege.

However, this bond was put to the test when Roy was 18 and Oliver found out that he had been drinking almost everyday on top of abusing painkillers. Oliver kicked Roy out, and the young man found himself on the streets again. Though Oliver would eventually come back to try and take Roy in again, he refused, deciding to forge his own path. Kicking the habits he had acquired was hard, but he knew he could do it, and he knew he could live on his own without Oliver being in the picture.

That was how the young man became Arsenal. A year after his falling out with Oliver, he's looking to join this new team of supeheroes to prove to himself that he can be a part of something greater.

P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
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I'm interested in playing Roy because I've found him to be an interesting character, and his addictions provide great character drama - something to challenge him that isn't just the latest supervillain. I decided not to delve into his affair with Cheshire and the resulting daughter Lian (at least not in his backstory) because I'd like to focus on a younger Roy who's still learning the ropes.

As far as storylines go, I don't have any concrete arcs in mind, more just ongoing subplots. I'd like to see Roy still adapting to sober living, occasionally relapsing even. Running into Green Arrow would be fun and would allow Roy to show Oliver how far he's come, probably in a "in your face old man!" kinda way. The aforementioned Cheshire could be a plot as well, set up Roy's fatherhood and all that. Other than that, I'm just here to have fun and interact with other players.


Level:
5
EXP:
4/50
Location:
Curien Mansion
Word Count:
633 (+1)
Interactions:
@Lugubrious


Kit had been wandering around rather aimlessly after losing track of the dog, still looking for her yet feeling hopelessly lost all the same. He kept shouting out "Wolf? Where'd you go?" or some variation of the phrase, each time feeling like he had just alerted all the creatures of the manor to his exact location. Even still, nothing came, which didn't really make him feel better.

Kit opened a door and emerged out into a courtyard, a quaint little place that felt a lot safer than the halls he had just been in. He scanned the area, looking for anything of use, and found the behemoth detective had just noticed him as well. “Oh, it’s you!” Band said, sighing in relief. “There y’are, I been lookin’ all over. Where’s the wolf?”

"She ran off ahead without me. I'm just hoping she's found the Icebreaker, wherever he is," Kit replied.

The detective seemed a bit sullen at that, Kit feeling about the same. The detective piped up, “Well, we got each other at least. Better stick together.” This mansion was a labyrinth of peril, death at every turn. Band was right; they'd have to stick together this time. After a short discussion the pair decided to head back the way that Kit had came and take another path.

It wasn't long before they found the web of a giant spider who snatched up a zombie that had made its way into the spider's web, first being paralyzed by the bite before being wrapped up into a cocoon of silk. Kit felt disgusted as he witnessed the process, unsure if he wanted to continue on. Band spoke up and offered to help him out with the spider or just break down the wall back in the courtyard. Kit pondered for a moment, before deciding to brave the spider. "Stay on guard. I'll confront the spider."

Kit marched forward, shield up and sword at the ready. As he stepped in front of the web, the spider slowly lowered itself down on a string, dropping down right in front of the knight. Kit slashed his sword at the creature, the spider backstepping and raising itself on its hind legs. It swung its legs at the knight, whose head was snapped sideways by the hit. Grunting, Kit swung his sword at the spider again, managing to slash off one of its legs.

The spider hissed, before leaping right at Kit and sinking its fangs into his chest. The knight shouted in pain, bringing a fist into the spider's head over and over to get it off of him, but it kept its grip on him all the same. Kit felt his joints locking up, still struggling with all his might to get the spider off of him. That was when Big Band jumped right in, throwing a massive fist into the spider which knocked it off of Kit and back several feet.

The knight stuck his sword into the wooden floor and grabbed the Estus Flask from his belt, taking a chug of it to help deal with the pain. He felt refreshed, if still a bit stiff, and grabbed his sword to continue the fight. The spider, seeming enraged, leaped forward again only for its fangs to meet Kit's shield. He bashed the spider with the shield, knocking it back, before going in with a swing and a yell. The sword cleaved through the spider's brain, killing it. The creature curled up on its back before imploding on itself and popping up as a spirit. Kit grabbed it and pocketed it, before turning back to Big Band.

"I don't think I would've survived were it not for you. You have my thanks. My sword shall be yours for as long as you have use of me."

Estus Charges: 3/5
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