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The Time Pocket Lounge - Tavern-set RP in a universe where time is irrelevant. Chat with your mates... from another era!

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The Time Pocket Lounge - Tavern-set RP in a universe where time is irrelevant. Chat with your mates... from another era!

@Buddha
Bastard sword is a relatively recently made up and improper name for something between an arming and two handed sword. I mean if you look up bastard sword there isn't even any entry on it the first thing you'll find is a wikipedia article saying "longsword." It's a name so ebin it makes cool kids like skallagrim, meta and lindymeme lose their shit.

@Andreyich

Depends on what you consider new.

The Masters of Defence competition organised by Henry VIII in July 1540 listed two hande sworde and bastard sword as two separate items.

Some 500 years ago, I presume, is new then. Not that it matters for the setting of this RP.

The Time Pocket Lounge - Tavern-set RP in a universe where time is irrelevant. Chat with your mates... from another era!

@Andreyich not all longswords are bastardswords, but all bastardswords are longswords.

New Beginnings Tournament.

Once more, the door swung open, this time revealing a rather large old man, whose body seemed to defy time. His muscles bulked, ever so more visible due to the fact that he wore little more than a skirt. If you could not see his face, you could easily have been misled into thinking that this was the body of a young man in his peak, but alas, it was not true, for the tattooed man was well over his sixties, and seemed to still be in fighting condition. As he entered the room, he laughed loudly, his voice being warm and masculine as one would expect from someone his size. His eyes scanned the room around him, which appeared to be the lobby, before stepping deeper into the room and letting the door clatter shut behind him.

“It seems I am in the right place,” he said, loud enough for those interested enough to hear, but not loud enough to overpower everyone else in the room. For his aggressive nature, he had a mild sense of tact when it came to social occasions. “Just a minute ago, I accidentally walked into the ladies' toilet thinking it was the lobby. What can I say, my eyes aren't what they used to be!” Again his thunderous laughter sounded before he walked into the cafeteria that was situated within the lobby.

“Truth be told, I'm not even sure how I came here. We're not on earth, are we? Some of you friendly folk don't look entirely normal, after all. Hmm. Thinking about it, how did I get here anyway? All I remember was drinking a bit too much, and suddenly I was enrolled in something called a New Beginnings Tournament, or some stuff like that. Crazy how that works, isn't it? Hohohoho...”

Though the other contestants that were present seemed to be entirely busy with preparing for the fight, this much wasn't true for Sutemasu. It wasn't even out of arrogance - he had come in here not knowing how, why or when he'd signed up, and much less did he expect to win. In the end, he just wanted to test his strength, and resolve whether or not he was made of the same steel as others were. What else is there in life but to test your mettle, in every aspect of it, against others? There was always someone superior to you, and perhaps they were in this very room right now, he thought. Curiously, he looked around at the other contestants, smiling brightly at them, before turning his attention to the bartender. “Give me a shot of your hardest, that it may take the edge off, friend. The nerves are striking me now, what with these fighters in the room here with me, giving me the creeps.”

Without a word the bartender smacked down a drink for him, which Sutemasu promptly slammed back, before turning in his seat. As he twisted, he leaned forwards slightly, resting his arms on his own knees, holding onto the glass as he looked at the other contestants once more. “My name is Sutemasu, at any rate. It's a pleasure to meet you all today. I wonder what extravagant events they have lined up for us. Surely this is no normal tournament, as I can tell each and every one of you is miles ahead of the rest. And so, the events must be miles ahead of the regular earthly events too! Hohohohoho, it's only natural after all.” Even in this dormant position he was sitting in, his muscles seemed tense, hard as steel even. But now that he looked around, he realized that these others... well, he was sure there was more to them than they betrayed on the surface. The man with the wolf was an obvious one, as his companion betrayed that he was not a regular person, but the others were harder to read, perhaps. Not much he could do about that now. So, he just leaned up and put the glass down on the bar behind him again, waiting for someone to say something to him, or for something to happen.

Hm, something had better happen soon. He didn't sign up for this tournament for nothing. Or well, he did, but now that he was signed up, he wanted to make the best of it. Hoho, it's only natural, after all.

New Beginnings Tournament.

捨てます, discard

Name:

Sutemasu

Age:

68

Height/Weight:

6'3"/1.92m
209lbs/95kg

Personality:

Sutemasu has an explosive personality - he's easily rattled and will charge into battle seemingly convinced he'll come out unscathed. The many scars on his body are a reminder that this is not always true, but the fact that he is alive despite his nature seems to prove a point regardless. For this reason he might be easily convinced into a ruthless assault, lacking the clear mind and vision his opponents might have. This is balanced out with sheer power and perseverance. He will continue where others would fall down and die - this is not something purely physical, it's also something in his personality. A fighter will give up once the pain is too much, a warrior will continue to fight against the odds so that he may die fighting. It is this philosophy that causes Sutemasu to fight and it's this philosophy that gives him youth. After all, what greater opponent is there other than time?

Equipment:

The man wears a long skirt of sorts with enough width to allow him to move in whatever way he wants. And yes he wears underwear underneath, wishing to spare his opponents the shame of having to look at his privates. Other than that he wears nothing else. No better weapon exists other than the weapon given to man by nature, their body.

Abilities:

Overbearing Attack:
Though the overbearing attack is less of an ability and more of a style, it is worthwhile mentioning here for a lack of better placement. Though Sutemasu lacks any ability, magical or otherwise, his extreme physique are more than capable of balancing this. His body is hardened and his muscles are strong, and for an old man he is remarkably quick and flexible. He's too old to fight! some might say, and in response he'll flex his muscles and call you a whippersnapper. His overbearing attack is purely his style of attacking - determined to destroy the enemy and beat them to a pulp, his fists and arms are like cannons that fire round after round.

tl;dr he is very strong, has a large stamina pool and is very nimble, to counteract the fact that he's got no real abilities. Dude is basically the living embodiment of 'while you were studying your magic, I was lifting weights and doing cardio.' Of course he won't be hopping around dodging every attack. He's a human after all.

Will to Power:
Sutemasu has the will to power - he will keep going no matter what. Break an arm? Yeah it hurts. He'll just use his other arm to beat you to a pulp. Somehow he is capable of mentally blocking out the pain of such things, so that even if you throw a gigantic rock at him, he'll tank the hit like a champ, cough a bit and throw up some blood before attacking you again. He's not really done until he's dead, so to speak. Of course, he still takes damage. He just doesn't really feel it.

Menacing Presence:
His sheer physique and impressive stature are more than enough to give any mere thug reason to pause, and consider turning away from this old man to pick a more opportune target. So, for his opponents, perhaps this will have a psychological effect on them, causing hesitation or no. Perhaps not. That really is up to them and their mental fortitude.

Unwavering Chargé:
Once Sutemasu sets out to attack you there is very little you can do to stop him. And given his nimble and aggressive nature, you better be equally as swift. He'll come in and won't stop coming until he's had enough. And Sutemasu, Sutemasu never has enough.

Experience level:

Low.

New Beginnings Tournament.

<Snipped quote by Buddha>

You'll have to post your character in the character area, before it will be judged. At that point, Ill be sure to poke Rilla to get him on top of it. He's very lackadaisical, so often needs prodding. Which is why I'm here. Lol.

@Guru

Figured I'd have to post it here, and then in the character area, but that works.

New Beginnings Tournament.

So we're mostly waiting on Buddha's character to show up and a bit of banter before starting yeh?

@Eklispe

I've yet to be accepted.

The Time Pocket Lounge - Tavern-set RP in a universe where time is irrelevant. Chat with your mates... from another era!

@checkeredsoul Thanks for your interest. :)

The Time Pocket Lounge - Tavern-set RP in a universe where time is irrelevant. Chat with your mates... from another era!

@Cana Good to know. I'll make sure to shoot you a mention when it's around.

The Time Pocket Lounge - Tavern-set RP in a universe where time is irrelevant. Chat with your mates... from another era!

@Infamous Empath I was alerted to the fact that it was 'a tavern type' RP. I didn't even know that was a thing. I was just interested to see what people would come up with.

@ArenaSnow Very well, thanks. And you're right, it's a little more closed - I intend for it to be.. semi serious and definitely focused on character development. Having people from strange universes doesn't really fit that, imho.