Descartes

Invocation of the Divoria: The unfurling wings of Ondulish

Panting. Heavy panting. The elf wrestler, Wrasslin Famire found himself covered knee deep in blood and dirt. Before him, a pack of wild boars. One readied its hooves, kicking off the ground sending dirt back before it charged toward Wrasslin. The burly elf took a crouching position, ready to grab the boar. Bam! A slap echoed through the forest clearing as Wrasslin grappled the boar by the face. He gripped hard, then swung the boar, throwing him back at the others. Wrasslin took position again, ready for anything. The boars left him alone.

The elf sighed and looked off in the distance. The City of Nele was not far off, not that he knew exactly where it was. His master had told him to travel there and seek a group of fool hardy adventurers to travel with. Wrasslin could not object. Anything to keep him away from his home.

About a day or so later, perhaps more and maybe less- Wrasslin's sense of time had been thrown off, Wrasslin arrived at the city. He looked around, taking in the sights and sounds. There was some kind of festival going on. He looked bewildered, curious as to what was happening or what exactly the city folk were celebrating. He crossed his arms and nodded.

Invocation of the Divoria: The unfurling wings of Ondulish

Name Raistlin Famire, claims his name is spelled as "Wrasslin" and insists it be pronounced that way.
Sex Most masculine elf you'll ever meet
Race Elf

Health: 40
Endurance: 120

Appearance At 5'8", Wrasslin is the average height for an elf. He has fair, white skin; deep, blue eyes; and long, braided blonde hair. While most elves are skinny and lack muscle, Wrasslin's body is in fact quite bulky and vascular, loaded with muscle. Wrasslin wears a brown pair of elvish pants, torn at the knees to show off his powerful calves. He wears no top, allowing the world see his rippling muscle, impressive chest, and magnificent six pack abs.
Personality Showy and strong, Wrasslin likes to show off. He constantly brags about his tremendous musculature, showing it through sometimes meaningless feats of strength. A self-hating elf, Wrasslin goes about telling others about how unelf-like he actually is, making it a thing he actually brags about. He also often goes on about fighting spirit and mortal strength of will. Wrasslin is known for his hot blood.

Gear His FISTS
Misc WRASSLIN

Abilities
Combat Skill, Martial Arts (Wrestle) - 4
Strength - 4
Quick - 4
Willpower - 3
Life Support - 1
Perceptive - 1
Passion (Fighting) - 4
Vitality - 4
Power Move - 4

Glowing Sun Triumphing over Darkness (Empty Hands, Extra Damage x2, Entangle, Extra Knock back) costs 35
Vengeful Might of a Thousand Roaring Souls (Entangle, Empty Hands, Rapid Strikes, Extra Accuracy x3 costs 40
New Hope for the Future, Evil's Fate is Sealed (Empty Hands, Entangle, Extra Accuracy x2, Extra Damage x2) Costs 25

Weaknesses
Arrogant - 2
Compulsion (Showing Off) - 1
Nosebleeder - 1

Background: Wrasslin was an elf who always wished for something more, something greater than he was. As a child, he was trained strictly in the ways of the elf. Before he could finish his training, however, Wrasslin was fed up with all his tutors had done with him. He left his home behind, and sought new horizons. However, with no help and only the few survival skills the elders had taught him, Wrasslin nearly starved outside the Elvish camp. He was soon found by a human man living in the woods. The man nurtured Wrasslin back to health and asked him of his home. When Wrasslin refused, the human offered to teach Wrasslin human martial arts, keeping him away from the elves so long as Wrasslin fought in the human's name. Wrasslin trained in the art of wrestling under the human, and even became talented in its art. However, before he could fill his end of the bargain, the human was killed by a mysterious assassin. Wrasslin packed up in hopes of finding his master's killer, and avenge his master.

Fantastical and Exciting Adventures in SPAAAACE!: THE ADVENTURE

Zharkov folded his arms and nodded his head. He yawned, walking up against the bars. "I am ready" Zharkov said. Though he had lived years on Praeclara, he had a heavy accent belonging to that of his native people. He unfolded his arms and grabbed onto the bar. Zharkov glared at the cyclonoid, a look of bloodlust in his eyes. "Well?" he threatened "what you waiting for?"

Shards of Memory: Black Dawn

Dr. Wang's past is only known in rumors. He could have been much, much younger than that and only look 70 because of stress.

I want to say that the reason why the Fake Monk has an amplifier but the others don't is because the tech is limited since, after all, the Thunderchild crew are just a bunch of annoying pirates.

Shards of Memory: Black Dawn

Doctor Wang

Name: Wang CuiJian, known primarily as Dr. Wang
Age: Unknown, probably really old
Apparent Age: Early 70s
Gender: Male
Gift: N/A
Birthplace: Unknown
Profession/Rank: Medical Professional on board the Thunderchild
Kensai Piloted: 假行僧 (Fake Monk)
Affiliations: Thunderchild

Physical Appearance: What anyone would expect out of an old Asian doctor, one would see out of Dr. Wang. He has a stature no greater than six feet. He has a wrinkly old face on which his eyes are almost indistinguishable from his deeper wrinkles thanks to his squint. A long white beard covers drapes down his chin and a fu manchu mustache hangs over his lip. The top of his head is completely bald. Though his back is straight due to his own medical knowledge, Dr. Wang must still support himself with a metal walking cane.
Clothing/Armor: Dr. Wang is normally seen in a white doctor's coat with a stethoscope hanging around his neck. He wears no sandles, and chooses to walk around wearing wooden sandals.

Weapons: A special button on Dr. Wang's cane folds back the metal and reveals a beam sword.

History: As far as anybody on the Thunderchild knew, Dr. Wang was one of the few people who lived on the secret shard that the Thunderchild's crew held, and the only person alive who was actually born there, before it became a shard, that is. Dr. Wang grew up as a normal person raised on the shard, his parents doing what they could to rotate crops to grow food for him and the rest of his family. It isn't known whether or not Dr. Wang actually had any siblings, though he will occasionally mention an older brother he once looked up to. It is also unknown where Dr. Wang received medical training. The crew widely speculates that he actually self studied by means of the myriad of books he keeps in his personal shelf, some of them littered over the floor of his room on the Thunderchild, all written in Chinese.

He had apparently been with the Thunderchild's original crew when he was younger, then helped raise the current crew as the ship's doctor and medicine man. Though he often used strange and sometimes questionable cures, he almost always found a way to make the crew feel better. It is also known to the crew that Dr. Wang's parents once had him study music in the form of violin, piano, and zither lessons. He was also known to have studied Chinese acupuncture and martial arts at some point.

Dr. Wang received his Kensai from the original crew of the Thunderchild, the Kensai looted from a UN dump yard and retrofitted with different parts the crew was able to come up with. Dr. Wang named it himself, and was even once known to have been an amazing pilot. However, as he grew older, Dr. Wang became less and less able to use the Kensai.
Other: Dr. Wang refers to Kensai as Fu ZhaiQuan, and talks with a thick Chinese accent.

+ Kensai Bio +

Kensai Name: Fake Monk
Kensai Pilot: Wang CuiJian
Kensai Weapons:

Arm Zithers: Several strings on the Fake Monk's left forearm, capable of being played by the right hand of the mecha to produce a sound typical to a zither. The strings can be detached at one end to create an 18 tailed whipping energy weapon.
Powered Speaker: The Fake Monk is equipped with an advanced sound system capable of receiving wireless signals from other Kensai belonging to the Thunderchild, namely those which operate the Sonic Disruptor, and can amplify the sound over ten fold.

Kensai Armor: A heavy mecha which moves slowly but gracefully.
Kensai Engines: A Violectrolysis displacer reactor assembly or VDR propulser system that was developed in the Tunderchild to help make the best out of the new operating environment as well as traversing the rift between shards. Also comes equipped with standard comm system and long range scanners and detection systems.
Kensai Appearance: Has a sort of a Chinese monk aesthetic with thick armored plates running down the Kensai which appear like long flowing robes. The Kensai's crest was taken out, replaced by six dots over the forehead which can receive radio signals. It is also quite bulky, retrofitted so that it would work in all-terrain as an amphibious vehicle.
Kensai History: The Fake Monk was salvaged from an old UN reject unit that was tossed aside in the trash, fished out by the Thunderchild's original crew. They fixed up the machine and implemented their own technology. With no one to pilot it, however, they gave the Kensai to Dr. Wang as a token of gratitude for tending to the crew's medical needs.
Kensai Other:

DUNGEON CRAWL!!: The Stylized Dungeon Crawling Adventure Game

Synchronize said
are you guys still accepting? looks like an rp id love to join :)

We still have people on the waiting list, but yeah. We're still accepting.

DUNGEON CRAWL!!: The Stylized Dungeon Crawling Adventure Game

Not long after their encounter with Lily and, the party had made decent progress. The yet to be named beast had kept mostly docile, staying at Gabriel's side. At the end of the clearing, a bonfire was seen lit. It was a village with structures made from stone and wood, all apparently recycled from the immediate environment. There were no roofs, rather the structures simply reached up to the ceiling. Surrounding the village was a wall of sand, and the air simply felt different from the rest of the dungeon, and with very good reason.

At parts of the sand wall, there were holes at the roof of the dungeon. Through them, air flowed. It was the surface- the party had made no progress down the dungeon at all. Through the holes, it was noticeably dark. Straight up, there were stars and no clouds. It was night time, apparently.

In the village there were several civilian houses, clearly marked by wooden signs with a family name over the door. Businesses featured pictures of things they sold. A bar had a mug carved over the sign. A general store had a coin. There were those stores and one that sold clothing. An inn was open, but it seemed connected to the bar.

Invocation of the Divoria: The unfurling wings of Ondulish

GET BACK JOJO!

DUNGEON CRAWL!!: The Stylized Dungeon Crawling Adventure Game

Would desert people know what sharks look like?

Fantastical and Exciting Adventures in SPAAAACE!: THE ADVENTURE

Zharkov grumbled as the informant called out his name. He stuck an arm out from the cold bath, ice cold dripping from his arm over the floor. The large man pulled himself out the water, his body still dripping and wrinkly. He crossed his arms as the robot shot a holographic image into his cell. "Herald the Abomination" he parroted, nodding at the hologram. He looked closely at the image, bringing his head as close in as he possibly could to get a better look. The fighter dreamed of ways to rip apart the man's insides.