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End of Days Character Sheet Deposit

Jared Miller

Name: Jared Miller
Age: 33
Species: Deviant
Faction: Army
Powers/Skills: Hyperkensis: He is the perfect shot, his reflexes are top notch, and his agility unmatched, Jared is the perfect athlete going above and beyond he is capable of hitting a nickle from 100 yards with a pistol, his ability also gives him the ability to see the perfect shot and timing

Appearance: Jared

Personality: Jared is the perfect killer, Unfeeling, he doesn't think unless ordered to by his CO, and does not hesitate to kill anything in his way be it civilian, or target, he's been trained to be ultimately fanatical to his cause and his handlers.

Weaknesses: His ability drives his brain into overdrive so he gets frequent crippling headaches when he uses it to much, he also has troubles sleeping due to his brain being in such a hyperactive state. Also emotions like love and happiness confuse him.
Other information: Occupation:Bodyguard/Soldier.
Bio/History:To Be Revealed.

Galactic Displacement (Mass Effect/Star Wars Crossover RP)

we are always looking for more and as for a new race.... I would ask Ink

The Gift of the Gods

Jamlamin was more than happy to have the blade out of his face, and was even more happy to relieve the healer of her duties "Gods, you look like a fright" He said to the healer after helping someone into the wagon, when the last of the people were being loaded onto the wagon he looked back towards the sound of the war cry "I don't think this is random." He said to no one in particular, armed with this thought in mind he worked faster.

When things were all done Jamlamin was standing next to the wagon his club in hand he had an idea but he didn't know if it would work he had seen gangs of thugs do it before when some of their own got hurt "We need to ditch the wagon, because as long as we have it they will follow it, you don't exactly miss wagon tracks in the mud, and I'm not waiting for it to get stuck." He shouted he hoped the king would listen to his plan.

Galactic Displacement (Mass Effect/Star Wars Crossover RP)

nope i think we need to move on.

Mutants of Barclay

Glitched sorry.

Mutants of Barclay

Shit sorry.

Mutants of Barclay

Thomas smiled at the girl she was attempting to start a conversation he obliged. "Yeah you would think hell would have a awful skyline." He joked he even had the gaul to laugh at his own joke, Thomas heard the gunshots

"Shit, i gotta go, but i want to continue this talk so we should meet up sometime, and shoot the breeze." He told her and walked off.

When Thomas got to the fence his 45 was in hand and he was ready but things were taken care of and the guard had opened up the gate. Thomas being the helpful guy he is took up a position next to the guard to provide covering fire just in case.

The Gift of the Gods

Jamlamin looked at the elf girl she was offering something she valued and while the pendant could sell for a fortune the king didn't allow it, but something else made him hesitant. "I guess your right." He sighed, what the elf girl and the king were saying was hitting home, another contributing factor was what his foster mother had told him.

"While people like me can't keep our promises, i would be letting someone down if i didn't help you so i will help you, so long as you will have me." He said hoping this wouldn't be where his life ended "For free as well" He added.

The Gift of the Gods

Jamlamin looked at the king "Milord, the gods gave me this gift to use as i see fit, and if your as smart as you look. You know this ability would be of some use to you as i could of killed ever last one of you and you wouldn't of even known useful for assassinating a certain tyrant." He continued no hint of emotion at all in his voice

"You also would of known i could of taken you hostage and turned you right over to Fusos himself. Luckily for you and everyone in the room, i don't hurt the innocent, As for joining you i will join as long as i get half of Fusos' treasury, and a nice little vacationing home somewhere away from people." He gave the king his best smile and slipped into a shadow which he used to get over to the other side of the room out of reach of everyone. "What will it be milord? will you turn me away? or use my gift to help you win, and restore order?"

The Gift of the Gods

After Jamlamin sneezed things happened quickly the centaur came in blade drawn and ready to kill him, Jamlamin reached for his blade only to find the elf girl between the two, [i] "Now, friends. We are in the middle of something fairly grave here. Many people have died already, I do believe enough blood shed has befallen this day. However, I do find it quite suspicious that you would feel the need to hide yourself from us, my Shadow. Now if you were to make any brash movements I would hate to prick you with this needle. You see, it's got a certain type of poison on it. One that would not kill you but it would leave you paralyzed for hours upon hours." [i] The Elf Girl said to him, well now she had his attention he put on his best face and his most charming voice and said to the elf girl.

"Well milady, i most certainly apologize for hiding in your shadow i was rather curious as to what was going on in this town, and you seemed to know the way, now allow me to introduce myself i am Jamlamin Milner."

He stepped back away from the needle enough to give a small bow in the direction of the king and the elven lady sighed and spoke to the king directly "Like the red haired girl i too am gifted, just in a different way and my talents could be yours for the measly sum of 200,000 thousand gold coins." After all he had been looking for work an what a perfect place to offer his services he gets rich, the king gets to use his talents everyone walks away happy. At least Jamlamin hoped everyone would be happy.