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You can have my spot i hadn't posted yet and i'm not feeling this rp anymore.
Mr Nim said
Charlie, Axle is accepted, but I do hope you remember that Veteran agent doesn't mean Head agent :)Anyways, Welcome to Warehouse 13! And we will begin as soon as we have a a Head agent and another agent, or two other agents. But I already got word a Head Agent CS might be on the way, so that might soon.Also, its nice to see someone already making an original artifact. I will have to ask that there will be a negative side effect to it before accepting it, as a shroud which protects the holder at all costs is quite powerful, and would be used often if it doesn't have a negative and thats not something I want to happen too much.
Trust me, i know Vet. don't mean head. He is going to go Rogue at some point, of course.
I was thinking that the longer something is in the shroud it drains someones sanity over extended use.
Name: Axle Niebo
Nickname: (It could be made up throughout the rp)
Age and Birthday: 32, June 17
Sexuality: Hetero
Appearance:
Personality: Axle tends to be a bit... Accentric, but he is eager to do field work whenever possible. He is quick witted and calculating, but he has very little patience for fools or people wasting his time. If he thinks you're lying to him he will be royally angry at you, he might even hit you if you keep up the charade. He has a hard time following orders, especially if he sees an opening to something he can use to get leverage.
He has a habit of using shakespearian language (thou art, thine is, ect.). You will catch him saying 'Your time is nye' and 'Have at ye' on occasion.
History: Axle was the youngest of 7 sibling (4 boys 3 girls). From the day he was born he was in theater, not that he enjoyed theater, he prefered things like WWE (It was WWF when he started watching), Boxing,and UFC. He worked out from the the age of 13 he started working out at the local gym, at the age of 15 he was in his first boxing match, kept secret from his parents who didn't approve, he had broken his nose first fight and was knocked out second round. He tried to lie to his parents but his catty sister ratted him out moments earlier.
As soon as he could, at 18 he had joined the military, and was shipped off to Afghanistan right after he finished basic training. Life over the pond wasn't that bad. He was friendly with his squad members, though there were some cocky jerks he didn't like that much. Then on one fateful day when he was 21, his career path took a sharp turn.
His squad was taking out an al-qaeda cap he was order to kill a kid, by his commanding officer. He didn't want to comply but his Commanding Officer was brutal, "I told you shoot the F***ing kid" his CO repeated gruffly. "I won't." Axle said on the brink of tears, although he was aimed on him, the child crying of his father's corpse. "I'll do it!" said another squaddie by the nickname of 'The Bull'. "Don't!" I yelled, "You're a coward, Niebo." Bull said, the light shining off of his bald head flickered, as he shot the kid. Axle was sorrowful as he saw the child bleed out. His team left to go and burn the camp down. The child moaned as is calling to Axle, which caught his attention, and the child pointed a building where the other soldiers weren't investigating at the time. Axle complied with the dying child's wish, he entered what turned out to be the child's home, he turned back to see the life drained from the childs face. While investigating the home he didn't find much except what looked to be a shroud that was pitch black. He took the shroud and stuffed it down his shirt because he heard the others coming.
"Hey, Niebo?" Axles only real friend in the squad, Vince said. "Listen, I don't know what you are feeling... I don't think I could do it either, but Bull... He's a animal." Vince continued seeing the stunned look on Axles face as they traveled bat to their camp, Bull just smiled at that remark. Axle seeing the grin on Bull's face, made him fill with a burning rage he had never felt before, he was about to go ballistic on Bull, but as soon as Axle stood up as if on cue an I.E.D goes off right under them, at least 5 miles from base camp. Axle blacked out, and woke up with a a pipe through his chest, although he felt nothing, he then pulled out the pipe as if there was a hole in his chest. Other then the pipe Axle was unharmed, though everyone else was brutally hurt.
Axle stood up, and a man appeared before him as if being made out of the sand, "Hello, I am Mister Stephen Lincoln and I would like that shroud." The man roughly the same age as Axle said. Stunned Axle complied with Stephens order. Then Stephen puts the shroud in the bag, the bag sparks, "I will talk to you later." says Stephen before disappearing just like he had appeared moments before. Then a moan comes from one of the corpses, Axle walks over to it, it is Bull. Axle calls for an emergency team was informed that they were on their way already, they arrived moments later and took Axle and Bull away to a medical tent.
The medics were amazed at the contrast of the soldiers that were in the same car that had exploded, Bull had to much shrapnel in his left leg so they amputated it, and Bull right eye popped during the explosion. Axle was sent out of the medical tent after a check up, being only scraped and bruised. He went directly to his tent, which he had shared with Vince. Then there was a knock on his tent at least an hour later, "Come in." Axle said laying on his bed, he was expecting a soldier but it was Stephen, "You?" Axle said with a small fright, "I noticed you had grab the shroud when the boy pointed, as if by instinct, you will be discharged tomorrow, but you will be sent to South Dakota, go to this address" Stephen hands Axle a note. A medic opens the tent fly, and Stephen vanished. "Mister Niebo, You're being discharged." she said.
Axle arrived in North Dakota, he went to the Address, everything was explained. His family thinks he died with the other soldiers. Axle started from the bottom and worked his way up. The rest is history.
Skills: Military training, a good knowledge of artifacts.
Traits: He has PTSD, and he is a great actor.
Role in the Warehouse: Veteran Agent, sent on his own to collect Artifacts sometimes.
Weapon: Custom 9mm Pistol (Red dot sight an a silencer.
Other: N/A
Name of the Artifact: Shroud of Anubis
The effects it creates: Indestructible shroud. It can absorb many things, in the name of protection protection. The more someone uses it, the more their sanity drains.
History of the Artifact: It was part of King Tut's Mummification, until grave robbers stole it it had been passed around all of the middle east for centuries.
In possession of: The Warehouse
Nickname: (It could be made up throughout the rp)
Age and Birthday: 32, June 17
Sexuality: Hetero
Appearance:
Personality: Axle tends to be a bit... Accentric, but he is eager to do field work whenever possible. He is quick witted and calculating, but he has very little patience for fools or people wasting his time. If he thinks you're lying to him he will be royally angry at you, he might even hit you if you keep up the charade. He has a hard time following orders, especially if he sees an opening to something he can use to get leverage.
He has a habit of using shakespearian language (thou art, thine is, ect.). You will catch him saying 'Your time is nye' and 'Have at ye' on occasion.
History: Axle was the youngest of 7 sibling (4 boys 3 girls). From the day he was born he was in theater, not that he enjoyed theater, he prefered things like WWE (It was WWF when he started watching), Boxing,and UFC. He worked out from the the age of 13 he started working out at the local gym, at the age of 15 he was in his first boxing match, kept secret from his parents who didn't approve, he had broken his nose first fight and was knocked out second round. He tried to lie to his parents but his catty sister ratted him out moments earlier.
As soon as he could, at 18 he had joined the military, and was shipped off to Afghanistan right after he finished basic training. Life over the pond wasn't that bad. He was friendly with his squad members, though there were some cocky jerks he didn't like that much. Then on one fateful day when he was 21, his career path took a sharp turn.
His squad was taking out an al-qaeda cap he was order to kill a kid, by his commanding officer. He didn't want to comply but his Commanding Officer was brutal, "I told you shoot the F***ing kid" his CO repeated gruffly. "I won't." Axle said on the brink of tears, although he was aimed on him, the child crying of his father's corpse. "I'll do it!" said another squaddie by the nickname of 'The Bull'. "Don't!" I yelled, "You're a coward, Niebo." Bull said, the light shining off of his bald head flickered, as he shot the kid. Axle was sorrowful as he saw the child bleed out. His team left to go and burn the camp down. The child moaned as is calling to Axle, which caught his attention, and the child pointed a building where the other soldiers weren't investigating at the time. Axle complied with the dying child's wish, he entered what turned out to be the child's home, he turned back to see the life drained from the childs face. While investigating the home he didn't find much except what looked to be a shroud that was pitch black. He took the shroud and stuffed it down his shirt because he heard the others coming.
"Hey, Niebo?" Axles only real friend in the squad, Vince said. "Listen, I don't know what you are feeling... I don't think I could do it either, but Bull... He's a animal." Vince continued seeing the stunned look on Axles face as they traveled bat to their camp, Bull just smiled at that remark. Axle seeing the grin on Bull's face, made him fill with a burning rage he had never felt before, he was about to go ballistic on Bull, but as soon as Axle stood up as if on cue an I.E.D goes off right under them, at least 5 miles from base camp. Axle blacked out, and woke up with a a pipe through his chest, although he felt nothing, he then pulled out the pipe as if there was a hole in his chest. Other then the pipe Axle was unharmed, though everyone else was brutally hurt.
Axle stood up, and a man appeared before him as if being made out of the sand, "Hello, I am Mister Stephen Lincoln and I would like that shroud." The man roughly the same age as Axle said. Stunned Axle complied with Stephens order. Then Stephen puts the shroud in the bag, the bag sparks, "I will talk to you later." says Stephen before disappearing just like he had appeared moments before. Then a moan comes from one of the corpses, Axle walks over to it, it is Bull. Axle calls for an emergency team was informed that they were on their way already, they arrived moments later and took Axle and Bull away to a medical tent.
The medics were amazed at the contrast of the soldiers that were in the same car that had exploded, Bull had to much shrapnel in his left leg so they amputated it, and Bull right eye popped during the explosion. Axle was sent out of the medical tent after a check up, being only scraped and bruised. He went directly to his tent, which he had shared with Vince. Then there was a knock on his tent at least an hour later, "Come in." Axle said laying on his bed, he was expecting a soldier but it was Stephen, "You?" Axle said with a small fright, "I noticed you had grab the shroud when the boy pointed, as if by instinct, you will be discharged tomorrow, but you will be sent to South Dakota, go to this address" Stephen hands Axle a note. A medic opens the tent fly, and Stephen vanished. "Mister Niebo, You're being discharged." she said.
Axle arrived in North Dakota, he went to the Address, everything was explained. His family thinks he died with the other soldiers. Axle started from the bottom and worked his way up. The rest is history.
Skills: Military training, a good knowledge of artifacts.
Traits: He has PTSD, and he is a great actor.
Role in the Warehouse: Veteran Agent, sent on his own to collect Artifacts sometimes.
Weapon: Custom 9mm Pistol (Red dot sight an a silencer.
Other: N/A
Name of the Artifact: Shroud of Anubis
The effects it creates: Indestructible shroud. It can absorb many things, in the name of protection protection. The more someone uses it, the more their sanity drains.
History of the Artifact: It was part of King Tut's Mummification, until grave robbers stole it it had been passed around all of the middle east for centuries.
In possession of: The Warehouse
Name: Axle Niebo
Appearance:
Personality: Despite Axle's cold looking exterior he is very friendly, to the point of naive some might say.
Age: 18
Short Bio: Axle was raised in New Orleans, raised by his blind Father who is happily married at the moment to Axle stepmother who was his caretaker of nine year before they were married. Axle always had a happy demeanor to him, nobody (New Leaf) really knows why. If something bad happens he always seems to turn a frown upside down. Currently he wants a change in scenery, so he went to the extreme and decided to live in Canada, since he knows there are some french speakers there.
Other: He talks with a thick Cajun accent. He also speaks fluent french.
Appearance:
Personality: Despite Axle's cold looking exterior he is very friendly, to the point of naive some might say.
Age: 18
Short Bio: Axle was raised in New Orleans, raised by his blind Father who is happily married at the moment to Axle stepmother who was his caretaker of nine year before they were married. Axle always had a happy demeanor to him, nobody (New Leaf) really knows why. If something bad happens he always seems to turn a frown upside down. Currently he wants a change in scenery, so he went to the extreme and decided to live in Canada, since he knows there are some french speakers there.
Other: He talks with a thick Cajun accent. He also speaks fluent french.
1: I don't care what species I am.
2: A train ride would be good with the other players taking the place of Rover.
3: Ofcource
2: A train ride would be good with the other players taking the place of Rover.
3: Ofcource
Yup thought so, it was a good idea but not the proper crowd I geuss
Very Tolken-y
I loved grimm when i watched it
I'm in
"So? 'They're protecting people' yeah right." Robin says rolling his eyes behind his mask.
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