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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Y'all are in a good mood to bolt on through. Sorry for holding everyone back if I am the slowpoke! I'll get something up tonight but it won't be my best, since this slowpoke Carty has to go max speed XD
@Wayne You're good to go!
@Nemo Hey dude could I get a bit more from you? Like a paragraph of Bio? Remember, you're going up against hell so be mindful on what you're packing ^.^
@Nemo Hey dude could I get a bit more from you? Like a paragraph of Bio? Remember, you're going up against hell so be mindful on what you're packing ^.^
Kain
Kain eventually was able to stand up after a long period of sitting in his cell. He looked himself over for any restraints before he found himself slowly pacing around the cell, smelling the blood in the air and listening to the sounds of people suffering outside his cell. This place is no better than the hotel.. That bastard. The lycan thought, glancing over at the cell door and walking over to the wall on the opposite end, leaning on it and sliding down to a sitting position. His fur was like a damp paintbrush with the color red, leaving a coating of blood on the wall he slid down while he shifted into a more comfortable position. On the floor again all he could do was think about the others, and wait for that door to open. How are we going to get out of this one? Kain you gotta think... What hasn't been done while I was here that could be done now? If only the other group knew we were here.. Or were they captured too? A army of thoughts conducted an assault on his mind, it was like a mental torture session full of concerns mixed with hopeful sights on the future. One thing was for sure, revenge was an appetite he was feeling for. Being torn apart over and over has had it's toll on his humanity, he indeed wanted to kill the one who put him in this cell.
Alfons
The reverend was captivated in his bible around this time, shifting through the pages and reading sections that brought him strength from within. This script to him was a powerful weapon, it brought religion and hope to the lycan in even the most darkest of times. He kept passive, though, being patient unlike his younger partner Kain. He understood what the others were going through, and he wanted to put a stop to it. I doubt this man will take a deal, and he is as corrupted as the devil brings them out to be... Al' there has to be something you can do for the others! Every time he stressed himself to think the silver would remind him of it's presence in a very painful way, a way that caused him to cringe and loose all focus for a good ten minutes.
Kain eventually was able to stand up after a long period of sitting in his cell. He looked himself over for any restraints before he found himself slowly pacing around the cell, smelling the blood in the air and listening to the sounds of people suffering outside his cell. This place is no better than the hotel.. That bastard. The lycan thought, glancing over at the cell door and walking over to the wall on the opposite end, leaning on it and sliding down to a sitting position. His fur was like a damp paintbrush with the color red, leaving a coating of blood on the wall he slid down while he shifted into a more comfortable position. On the floor again all he could do was think about the others, and wait for that door to open. How are we going to get out of this one? Kain you gotta think... What hasn't been done while I was here that could be done now? If only the other group knew we were here.. Or were they captured too? A army of thoughts conducted an assault on his mind, it was like a mental torture session full of concerns mixed with hopeful sights on the future. One thing was for sure, revenge was an appetite he was feeling for. Being torn apart over and over has had it's toll on his humanity, he indeed wanted to kill the one who put him in this cell.
Alfons
The reverend was captivated in his bible around this time, shifting through the pages and reading sections that brought him strength from within. This script to him was a powerful weapon, it brought religion and hope to the lycan in even the most darkest of times. He kept passive, though, being patient unlike his younger partner Kain. He understood what the others were going through, and he wanted to put a stop to it. I doubt this man will take a deal, and he is as corrupted as the devil brings them out to be... Al' there has to be something you can do for the others! Every time he stressed himself to think the silver would remind him of it's presence in a very painful way, a way that caused him to cringe and loose all focus for a good ten minutes.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Name: Roland Holkom
Age: 24
Race: Sentinel
Species: Vulfen
Personal Info: Roland is a high spirited fellow, usually confident and smiling throughout the day. There are a few things that break this happy routine, it could vary from tense situations to very rough conditions to even high velocities of pain. In the end though, the fox Vulfen does his best to keep cool and keep his head in the game. When he is not on watch or watch duty if entirely boring, he loves to have someone to chat with throughout the free time he had even if it costs him some of his food his family has sent him as a care package. There are times he prefers solitude, typically when he wishes to be in deep thought over "stuff and things"
He is also one who believes in angels. Unlike how humans believe in god, though, he just thinks of the angels as normal people with extraordinary abilities who can curse or save people.
Personal History: Roland has been a very friendly character throughout his career. It is interesting how he came to be that way due to the difficulties he has encountered throughout his childhood. His family, consisting of Vulfens like himself occasionally have the typical bumps and issues like a normal human family. There were at times legal issues, financial issues, and necessity issues that relocate the fox from city to city within the Vulfen society. He stuck by family though, and as a result they stuck with him when he made the decision to join the military. At times they try to get him stuff from home such as food and small accessories to letters and cards.
Now, after his training that went through with flying colors, Roland becomes deployed for the first time in his military career.
Mecha: SV-VII Alpha Fighter
Weapons and equipment: Medical Equipment
Journal and Pen, Necklace with Angel Wings
Personal Theme
Age: 24
Race: Sentinel
Species: Vulfen
*No Scars at this time* Medical pouch strapped to side, Personal Info: Roland is a high spirited fellow, usually confident and smiling throughout the day. There are a few things that break this happy routine, it could vary from tense situations to very rough conditions to even high velocities of pain. In the end though, the fox Vulfen does his best to keep cool and keep his head in the game. When he is not on watch or watch duty if entirely boring, he loves to have someone to chat with throughout the free time he had even if it costs him some of his food his family has sent him as a care package. There are times he prefers solitude, typically when he wishes to be in deep thought over "stuff and things"
He is also one who believes in angels. Unlike how humans believe in god, though, he just thinks of the angels as normal people with extraordinary abilities who can curse or save people.
Personal History: Roland has been a very friendly character throughout his career. It is interesting how he came to be that way due to the difficulties he has encountered throughout his childhood. His family, consisting of Vulfens like himself occasionally have the typical bumps and issues like a normal human family. There were at times legal issues, financial issues, and necessity issues that relocate the fox from city to city within the Vulfen society. He stuck by family though, and as a result they stuck with him when he made the decision to join the military. At times they try to get him stuff from home such as food and small accessories to letters and cards.
Now, after his training that went through with flying colors, Roland becomes deployed for the first time in his military career.
Mecha: SV-VII Alpha Fighter
Weapons and equipment: Medical Equipment
Round capacity: 40 Rounds. Rate of Fire: 900 RPM. Additional attachment: 
Capacity: 15 Rounds, Rate of fire: 600 RPMp
Journal and Pen, Necklace with Angel Wings
Personal Theme
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
fgdnjlghtnj klgftnjkfdgm F!@#$ I NEED TO DOUBLE TIME THE CS D:
I'm at work ATM but expect posts when I come back! (Dunno what I'll post but I'll think of something..)
Well I'm working for the next six hours.. I'll be available then, yeh?
Well then! Any news?
Dlayeth said
Alright, guys, I am making the CS thread again. I don't care what you say this time. It's come to my attention that information on characters is confused and I am highly displeased with that.
Looove you <3
Alfons
Alfons sat in his cell with his now bloody bible in his pants, taking deep breaths every few seconds as the pain from the most recent torture began to wear off. The silver in his bloodstream was agonizing indeed, but it was not as bad as what he has been through over the course of this recent year. The lycan seemed to be at peace, and actually looked like he was trying to pray. He was expected to be more weaker than Kain, but with his condition he was tortured less in order to avoid his immediate death, making him suffer less than his younger friend. To some who would've spot him could think he was praying, but he was doing a lot more than that. The reverend was trying to steel himself, taking in every detail of his cell in the search for an vulnerability he could exploit regardless if there wasn't even one, it was just something for him to do.
Alfons sat in his cell with his now bloody bible in his pants, taking deep breaths every few seconds as the pain from the most recent torture began to wear off. The silver in his bloodstream was agonizing indeed, but it was not as bad as what he has been through over the course of this recent year. The lycan seemed to be at peace, and actually looked like he was trying to pray. He was expected to be more weaker than Kain, but with his condition he was tortured less in order to avoid his immediate death, making him suffer less than his younger friend. To some who would've spot him could think he was praying, but he was doing a lot more than that. The reverend was trying to steel himself, taking in every detail of his cell in the search for an vulnerability he could exploit regardless if there wasn't even one, it was just something for him to do.
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