Cartwright said
HEADS UP: Thanks for ze post ^.^Be mindful of ze other posts gentlemen! I dunno if Dead's characters would've been able to intercept the threat
It seems he phased through the demon or something cause he didn't seem to feel it.
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It seems he phased through the demon or something cause he didn't seem to feel it.
Fallen Muse said
@Rensai Approved@Deadpixie Louie is approved, Digit not so much i need more information.. pretty much on everything lol.
Figured as much :P oh well. Maybe I can fix him though I doubt it...
A sigh erupted once again, she had been doing it every so often. Allie typed furiously at her laptop next to her co-worker Sophia, the two often worker in tandem, and after what had just gone down today, they would be working a lot. The Texas times was a small business, despite being in the hub of everything news worthy, they were pretty understaffed and everyone had to chip in big time. Allie never really minded, she was always busy, which meant she was always paid, but this, this may have been a bit much. Her angry and shaky mutterings strung along together with the before mentioned sighs let everyone know how she felt. She was right pissed. Today was supposed to be a slow day, nothing to heated was supposed to happen, she was supposed to work on whatever bit she had to work on, then go on home and cue up some shows, but nooooooooooooo, people just had to blow shit up even more than usual today. She slammed on the keyboard, making a mess of incoherent words on her screen. "Woah, calm down there sparky, someone might actually want to read that." Sophia jeered to her friend, Allie just stuck her tongue out dismissively, she didn't care about getting this done anymore, she wanted out, and her shift was "almost over", I.E, she was going to be out of here and no one would stop her. She saved the messy document and slapped the laptop closed. "This birds gonna fly" she remarked as she rushed her stuff into her bag. Her friend trying to convince her to stay uselessly bounced away from Allies ears, she nudged her way out of the cramped little building (while avoiding eye contact with superiors) and made her way out the door. "Chiao!" she expressed to one as she began the short hurry home. She stuck to the back-ways, the lockdown could be potentially annoying.
Vick sat on his long black leather cough, watching the news of the big event. His face had a dark grin painted on it, he didn't really seem to disturbed about what was happening. "A shame I suppose..." her said sarcastically, his butler giving him a nervous glance. He turned the TV off and chuckled. What was he going to do today? Just like any other day of the week, his schedule was wide open, and he didn't really plan on making his day "productive." More-so he wanted to make it "interesting" and what better way than strolling about after the government has just been targeted by extremists? He snapped twice, the sign for his butler to follow, and headed for the door. His butler struggling to keep up with the quick pace, sweating from both anxiety, and from physical movement. Through decent effort he reached the door first, opening it for his young master. Vick nodded to him and stepped outside of his suite. They had quite a few floors to go down, and that was just more time for his poor old butler to fret. Today was going to be special, Vick could feel it. His white teeth now noticeable in the form of a slimy smile, as the elevator doors closed before him.
Vick sat on his long black leather cough, watching the news of the big event. His face had a dark grin painted on it, he didn't really seem to disturbed about what was happening. "A shame I suppose..." her said sarcastically, his butler giving him a nervous glance. He turned the TV off and chuckled. What was he going to do today? Just like any other day of the week, his schedule was wide open, and he didn't really plan on making his day "productive." More-so he wanted to make it "interesting" and what better way than strolling about after the government has just been targeted by extremists? He snapped twice, the sign for his butler to follow, and headed for the door. His butler struggling to keep up with the quick pace, sweating from both anxiety, and from physical movement. Through decent effort he reached the door first, opening it for his young master. Vick nodded to him and stepped outside of his suite. They had quite a few floors to go down, and that was just more time for his poor old butler to fret. Today was going to be special, Vick could feel it. His white teeth now noticeable in the form of a slimy smile, as the elevator doors closed before him.
Name: "Louie"
Race: Unclassified. A genetic experiment.
Age: 11
Gender: Male
Profession/Role/Position: An assistant and apprentice new age pharmacist.
Appearance: Louie is a slightly odd looking boy, he has pale skin that never tans nor burns, he is average height for a human his age, has jet black and wavy hair, and triangular ears relate-able to an elfs, though much more stubby then most. He has an almost anorexic figure, yet doesn't seem able to put on any weight, despite trying quite often. One of his most defining features, are his eyes. They are a light grey instead of black in the pupil, and his iris is a a bright red ring. The usually white sclera, seems to be made of static. The other defining features, are the many scars over his body, most being stitches, some being bolts. They break up his gentle and kind face with crudeness, and have driven away skweemish customers away in the past. Talking of his face, he has oval shaped eyes, a slightly upturned nose, and hard defined cheekbones. His chin comes to nearly a point, and his lips are surprisingly full.
Equipment: A herbologists pouch, a med kit, and a warding charm (sets up a magical barrier in the shape of a cone around him, big enough for two)
Implants: None, that he knows of.
Magic: None
Personality: Louie is a soft spoken person, he is usually a tad unsure of himself and thus tends to think more than say. He is never sure of social boundries and always plays it as safe as possible, he takes a few things a bit literal and struggles with sarcasm, he loves writing, poetry and songs, yet isn't himself too much of a creative soul. He talks to things that don't talk and is kind once you open is shell.
Bio: Louie, or 3!N07 was an experiment, created for medical testing. He was born and raised in a facility in France, and has no actual parents. He was aged quickly to his current state, in just five years. He has not aged since. He has been tested upon multiple times (hence the scars and mental deficiency) He knew no life outside of the tests and papers, until some activists liberated him and some other people being tested on. He was whisked away to his confusion to where he currently resides, having to make a way for himself, being at the mental age of about 7, and having the body of an 18 year old. Through much luck, and starvation (he is genetically modified to not need much food) he found a place where could feel at least somewhat safe and comfortable. He picked up work and now lives in a small shelter with others who cannot afford housing. All his money is in savings for when he can live on his own.
Misc: Due to some unsuccessful medicines, he has lasting side effects. He is always cold, stutters, shakes, and has terrible dreams. He is working with more down to earth medicine to try and make a real change, perhaps even to help himself. It seems his brain is literally hardwired to work with advancing medicine. He seems to disapear every so often, and comes back covered in bruises.
Company/Organization: He works alongside Micky in the shop.
Name: "Digit".
Race: Unknown
Age: Unknown, thought to be around twenty
Gender: Male
Profession/Role/Position: Not an actual job, but a vigilante
Appearance: Digit is an average height male, with a relatively thin figure, who wears very concealing clothes in the form of a white cape, white hat and white armor. He has a plain white mask which is only see through on his side. His hair is covered with some sort of cap under that hat.
Equipment: Digit uses simple tonfa and a tazer.
Implants: Unknown, though they seem to talk with a false voice.
Magic: None
Personality: Digit seems to TRY and be mysterious, they act cool and calm, and try not let anyone know jack. They keep to themselves, unless parading about, and usually speak with some eloquence.
Bio: Does not tell anyone anything. Tough they have mentioned Paris before.
Misc: Probably a sociopath
Company/Organization: An unofficial member of operation freedom, they seem to be separate yet agree completely with their goals and ways, as well as spout lies that they are the hero of it.
I hope digit isn't too barren of a CS, though really, you can probably get the hint of who they are hm?
Race: Unclassified. A genetic experiment.
Age: 11
Gender: Male
Profession/Role/Position: An assistant and apprentice new age pharmacist.
Appearance: Louie is a slightly odd looking boy, he has pale skin that never tans nor burns, he is average height for a human his age, has jet black and wavy hair, and triangular ears relate-able to an elfs, though much more stubby then most. He has an almost anorexic figure, yet doesn't seem able to put on any weight, despite trying quite often. One of his most defining features, are his eyes. They are a light grey instead of black in the pupil, and his iris is a a bright red ring. The usually white sclera, seems to be made of static. The other defining features, are the many scars over his body, most being stitches, some being bolts. They break up his gentle and kind face with crudeness, and have driven away skweemish customers away in the past. Talking of his face, he has oval shaped eyes, a slightly upturned nose, and hard defined cheekbones. His chin comes to nearly a point, and his lips are surprisingly full.
Equipment: A herbologists pouch, a med kit, and a warding charm (sets up a magical barrier in the shape of a cone around him, big enough for two)
Implants: None, that he knows of.
Magic: None
Personality: Louie is a soft spoken person, he is usually a tad unsure of himself and thus tends to think more than say. He is never sure of social boundries and always plays it as safe as possible, he takes a few things a bit literal and struggles with sarcasm, he loves writing, poetry and songs, yet isn't himself too much of a creative soul. He talks to things that don't talk and is kind once you open is shell.
Bio: Louie, or 3!N07 was an experiment, created for medical testing. He was born and raised in a facility in France, and has no actual parents. He was aged quickly to his current state, in just five years. He has not aged since. He has been tested upon multiple times (hence the scars and mental deficiency) He knew no life outside of the tests and papers, until some activists liberated him and some other people being tested on. He was whisked away to his confusion to where he currently resides, having to make a way for himself, being at the mental age of about 7, and having the body of an 18 year old. Through much luck, and starvation (he is genetically modified to not need much food) he found a place where could feel at least somewhat safe and comfortable. He picked up work and now lives in a small shelter with others who cannot afford housing. All his money is in savings for when he can live on his own.
Misc: Due to some unsuccessful medicines, he has lasting side effects. He is always cold, stutters, shakes, and has terrible dreams. He is working with more down to earth medicine to try and make a real change, perhaps even to help himself. It seems his brain is literally hardwired to work with advancing medicine. He seems to disapear every so often, and comes back covered in bruises.
Company/Organization: He works alongside Micky in the shop.
Name: "Digit".
Race: Unknown
Age: Unknown, thought to be around twenty
Gender: Male
Profession/Role/Position: Not an actual job, but a vigilante
Appearance: Digit is an average height male, with a relatively thin figure, who wears very concealing clothes in the form of a white cape, white hat and white armor. He has a plain white mask which is only see through on his side. His hair is covered with some sort of cap under that hat.
Equipment: Digit uses simple tonfa and a tazer.
Implants: Unknown, though they seem to talk with a false voice.
Magic: None
Personality: Digit seems to TRY and be mysterious, they act cool and calm, and try not let anyone know jack. They keep to themselves, unless parading about, and usually speak with some eloquence.
Bio: Does not tell anyone anything. Tough they have mentioned Paris before.
Misc: Probably a sociopath
Company/Organization: An unofficial member of operation freedom, they seem to be separate yet agree completely with their goals and ways, as well as spout lies that they are the hero of it.
I hope digit isn't too barren of a CS, though really, you can probably get the hint of who they are hm?
Dusk watched as two very intimidating figures came into view, quite easily drawing the attention of his attempted conversation partner away, "well, that is one way to find out..." he said as he drew his blades. He didn't know exactly what he would do against the large creatures, but he was sure he would find out soon enough, as it seemed one was now charging in their general direction. "Let's play then" he said, his smirk now a dark smile. He dashes forward, leaving a trail of dark purplish flame behind him, he noticed he was probably not the prime target, but he didn't care. He wasn't going to be ignored for long. A surprising leap into the air and her spun his body, blades fanning out like a buzz-saw, his odd magical form veiling them with more energy then most could anticipate. He was currently a hazy disk of purple death. One that was veering towards a certain demons chest.
Elaine had stopped looking around for a while now, her wide eyes even wider were now set on the large demons in front of her. She instinctively clung even closer to Feress, her small body partly behind his own. She was shaking now, all thoughts of trying to look strong and independent where gone. All she wanted, was to be safe. When Jason initiated on them she yelped and went to hid behind the kitsune even more, she didn't know what to do, a part of her was still wanting to help, to call upon her magic charm and aid her new allies, but the part of her that wanted to curl up and vanish was a bit more prominent as of now. She simply nodded nervously when Feress told her to stay close, she wasn't going anywhere. Her hands clasped around her necklace so tightly her knuckles whitened, she just watched the oncoming battle with fear.
Elaine had stopped looking around for a while now, her wide eyes even wider were now set on the large demons in front of her. She instinctively clung even closer to Feress, her small body partly behind his own. She was shaking now, all thoughts of trying to look strong and independent where gone. All she wanted, was to be safe. When Jason initiated on them she yelped and went to hid behind the kitsune even more, she didn't know what to do, a part of her was still wanting to help, to call upon her magic charm and aid her new allies, but the part of her that wanted to curl up and vanish was a bit more prominent as of now. She simply nodded nervously when Feress told her to stay close, she wasn't going anywhere. Her hands clasped around her necklace so tightly her knuckles whitened, she just watched the oncoming battle with fear.
Aleranicus said
Mickey's shop is hiring :D
Sounds like a good reason for a new character to me :D
Blargh, I want to make more stuff, this world we are making is seeming super cool.
Most sandbox things I have seen before end up way more bland than this, and we aren't even in the IC yet.
Most sandbox things I have seen before end up way more bland than this, and we aren't even in the IC yet.
Unlucky0013 said
@-@ ...... so many unicorns.....
MY RETARDOCORN IS TOO SPECIAL TO TRADE AWAY
Slypheed said
Cause that's they are known for
Well, yeah.
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GLAD WE CLEARED THAT UP, GOOD JOB TEAM ROUND UP NEXT WEEK
*ENTERS COMATOSE STATE*
Slypheed said
Yup. It's quite fun
Interesting.
I only think RPG when I think square enix
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