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Bio

My name is DJ.
I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.

Random Things about me
- I run a small YouTube channel.
- I listen to a helluva lot of music. Love music.
- I'm from Singapore. It's a little island in Southeast Asia.

Anywho, I've not been RPing for a long long time, but here I am, hopefully to make a few friends and RP some.

Arena Stats

2 Wins / 2 Losses / 0 Draws
1200 points

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Delsin Rowe

Level: 1
Day/Time: Day Three - Evening
Location:The Forbidden Lands
Tag: @Tenma Tendo@ONL
Experience: ////////// (3/10)
Word Count: 693


"R-right. Well first we gotta figure out where or how we're gonna corral these things."

Delsin rolled his shoulders as he moved a little faster, making headway towards the herd of horses ahead of them. His sneakers dug into the dirt as he got up to a slow jog on the plains, slowly taking in the scenery around him. The large, open plains and rolling breeze blew through his jacket made him smile a little as he raised his hands to the wind and let a few thin ribbons of smoke stream from his fingertips. The open, fresh air was pleasing to him, even though he'd never really been outside of his home city to explore the wilderness, not even at the reservation.

"Well the smoke and fancy light show's gonna be scary and startling for 'em, right? I could always use a bit of smoke to round 'em up, maybe make a smoke ring that shrinks around them? Yeah. Yeah that sounds like a plan."

Without really waiting for anyone else to respond, Delsin started to move forward. He cut a wide circle around the herd of horses, keeping low to the tall grass to obscure himself. He didn't know much about horses but he at least knew that they spooked easily and the plan in his head was heavily reliant on that. As he made a half circle around the herd, guessing that it was between him and Bentley, Delsin made his move. First he stuck two fingers into his mouth and made a loud, shrill whistle to get his team's attention, and then he exploded forwards in a burst of motion and smoke. His entire body erupted into a plume of flaming, sparking smoke as he rushed forward over the grass, trying to scare the herd into moving towards the turtle. As the initial burst of speed abated, Delsin returned to his human form and a loud whoop issued from his lips.

"C'mon horses! Get a move on! Let's go! Whoop whoop!"

Delsin Rowe

Level: 1
Day/Time: Day Three - Evening
Location: Floor 49 - Tetris Castle to The Forbidden Lands Temple Bridge
Tag: @Tenma Tendo@ONL
Experience: ////////// (0/10)
Word Count: 395


Delsin did as he was told, although the instruction to reach for control sticks was weird...control sticks? What were those? He raised the Binocucom to his eyes and zoomed in on the herd of horses that Bentley had spotted out in the plains. He sorta agreed with the plans; when they'd gone over the map earlier, Delsin knew that his smoke speed boost wouldn't last even a third of the way to the prison. He removed the Binocucom to take a glance at the turtle. None of the party were good with animals, so he thought, but hey, better have a shitty plan than no plan at all.

The young man hooked the device back onto his belt and tapped Bentley on the shoulder.

"Well, if I'm fast enough, I could probably try to corral those horses nearer to you. We dart a few of 'em, then see if Tiz can get 'em tame? Or something? I have no idea how to deal with horses at all."

Delsin crossed his arms, standing next to Bentley. With the distance they had from the temple, he was glad that he was out of earshot of the Boss. Temper tantrums, a man his age throwing a tantrum like a child? He scoffed. Not exactly the best team leader, but with the threat of their home games being destroyed...well it was all they had. Delsin pushed the thoughts from his mind as he rolled his shoulders and hopped on his toes, limbering himself up for the horse wrangling in his near future. The closest he'd ever been to a wild horse was hearing stories about the herds of wild horses in Europe back when he was at the reservation, listening in on his elders telling stories while he was busy painting one of the outside walls with a new stencil design he'd come up with. After that was the running away when someone inevitably found him spray painting the reservation wall. Back then he didn't have his smoke powers, just his legs.

All that was behind him now. Ever since he became a Conduit, he'd been whipped around like smoke in the wind. Ironic, considering he could become smoke.

Delsin Rowe

Level: 1
Day/Time: Day Three - Evening
Location: Floor 49 - Tetris Castle to The Forbidden Lands Temple Bridge
Tag: @Tenma Tendo@ONL
Experience: ////////// (0/10)


"Right."

Delsin took one of the binocular things from Bentley and rolled his eyes when the Boss had his outburst. He'd seen this before when he'd fought Audrey back in his home city. Typical head cases. He patted Bentley's trembling shoulder as he turned to walk away from the frankly embarrassing spectacle. The turtle soon followed suit, and Delsin waited for him at the other end of the bridge. The young man was idly fiddling with the binoculars...thing in his hands as Tiz and Bentley approached where he'd been standing, and he accidentally pressed the microphone button just as Bentley told Tiz not to. A squawk of static erupted from the device which startled him a little, making little puffs of smoke erupt from his hands, before he regained his composure and pressed the same button Tiz had to activate the binoculars.

As Bentley drew away from the rest of the group, Delsin fell in right next to him, keeping pace with his wheelchair. He bent over slightly to talk to the turtle in a low tone, so no one else could hear.

"Relax, it's fine. Lots of bark, not a lot of bite, from what I'm seein'. 'Sides, he tries to hurt you, I'll pour smoke into his lungs until he stops complainin'."

He smirked as he straightened up, the Binocucom in one hand, the other stuffed into the front pocket of his jeans.

"C'mon, let's get outta here."

Ping Tom Memorial Park

@Count Cuddles@ZAVAZggg

Alex vaguely felt himself being lifted off the street, and then he was carted away by the Man in Black. The impact of the round against his side had knocked all the breath out of him, even though the bullet itself had shattered against his skin, leaving no wounds other than a large bruise and a large hole in his hoodie and shirt. As he felt himself get lowered to the floor, the Man in Black hissed a question his way. He attempted to shake the haze of confusion from his head as he sat up, bracing himself with a hand while he rubbed his side where he'd been shot.

"I- I should be asking you that question, mate! You're the one getting shot at! Bloody hell, that hurt!"

Alex stumbled onto his feet, keeping behind the wall for now. He didn't know where the other attackers were; clearly the Man in Black had better senses than he did, but he could tank a lot more damage. With his handkerchief still wrapped firmly around the lower half of his face, he took a quick peek out from behind the wall.

"Doesn't matter- I can take more hits than you can, probably. Bullets bounce right off me, although big ones like that can knock me on me arse. Why don't I hop out there and draw them out for you?"

And without waiting for a reply, Alex stepped out from behind the wall, cracking his knuckles as he walked forwards out from behind the boathouse. He could hear another commotion directly in front of him, although he couldn't see the villain headed straight for him due to the shadows of the trees in the park obscuring his sight. Instead, he planted his feet firmly on the pavement and raised his arms up in a traditional boxing stance, ready to intercept anything that headed towards him.
Interest here.
Delsin Rowe

Level: 1
Day/Time: Day Three - Evening
Location: Floor 49 - Tetris Castle to The Forbidden Lands Temple Bridge
Tag: @Tenma Tendo@ONL
Experience: ////////// (0/10)


Delsin listened as the President and Bentley conversed with the voice in the wind, arms crossed as he waited impatiently for them to finish. At the mention of these so-called 'colossi', he grinned, stuffed his hands in the pockets of his jeans and walked towards Bentley.

"Finally, somethin' worth doin'."

As the turtle laid out his plans for tackling the monumental task they had ahead of them, Delsin surveyed the landscape to their west. More featureless plains, dotted here and there with trees. A small valley with a bridge, and a mountain range further ahead. He couldn't even see a prison from where he stood. The distance from the temple to...wherever it was westwards wasn't something to laugh at either. As Delsin's attention turned back to the turtle showing off his gadgets, he decided to show off a little himself. He let the length of chain wrapped around his right arm unfurl a little and grabbed the end, snapping it taut in his hands in front of him. He let his smoke powers condense around the length of metal, heating it till it was smoking, as streams of smoke flowing from his hands and arms.

"This is what I can do. I can turn into smoke and use that hot smoke to make this chain here real hot. I can also shoot bullets of smoke out of my hands. I ain't the fastest thing around here, but I'll kick some ass if you point me in the right direction."

Delsin let the smoke disperse as the metal chain cooled down, before wrapping it back around his arm after making sure it was cool enough to handle. He hooked his thumbs in the waist of his jeans as he glanced around him, many thoughts swirling in his head. This was way different than the city; after all, back then, he'd fought a woman who could control concrete and had just killed his brother. There were a percentage of people that had powers like his. Except that his power wasn't the manipulation of smoke, it was the absorption of other powers. When he'd crossed the threshold to this new world, he wanted to see what new powers he could find and use. Maybe people in other universes had other types of powers? He didn't know. All he knew was that his world and his life was in danger and he'd jumped on the chance to save what remained of his family and friends. He took one more look across the plains westwards that led to the prison and shrugged.

"And that sounds like a plan. Although, from here to there, looks like a helluva distance. You guys prepared for such a walk?"
I shall express my interest here, as I am 100% Chinese and I have a distinct lack of wuxia RP in my life.

Ping Tom Memorial Park

@Count Cuddles@ZAVAZggg

Alexander Mackey walked along the street, hands in his pockets. The night was mostly quiet, save for the beeping of car horns in the distance. He was on his way home from work, his barista apron slung over his shoulder as he made his usual walk through the park back to his apartment. Alex worked at a cafe nearby and, as was his custom for a few years now, he made this walk through the park his daily commute.

But today, it was different. As Alex drew the hood of his hoodie up over his head to combat the cold breeze, he caught a telltale scent. And an even more familiar sound.

Cordite. Very recent. Just after a spattering of loud, not fully suppressed gunfire echoed from the streets in front him. And coupled with a commotion in the section of park ahead.

"Not good..."

With his hood still up, Alex dug a hand into his back pocket and pulled a square of cloth that he wrapped around the lower half of his face to hide his identity and ducked down. As he moved forward, he heard more than saw another burst of gunfire. The fact that their guns were softer than normal meant suppressors, not some typical drive-by shooting or gang-related thing. It was professional. His mind put two and two together as he hugged the bushes, moving from hiding spot to hiding spot as he approached where the gunfire was coming from. In a clearing, he spied a very strange scene: a man in a black hat and trench coat holding up the body of...someone. Blood coated the street behind him, and within the darkness of the park, Alex could see bodies. Dead bodies.

Alex pushed out of the bush he was hiding behind and made a dash towards the Man in Black, an arm extended as if to see if he was okay.

"Sir! I-"

And that was when it hit him. A bullet slammed into his side with enough force to knock him over, sending him head over heels onto the pavement behind the Man in Black. The report of the gun was extremely loud and echoed through the entire neighbourhood. Stunned briefly but not out of the fight, Alex shook his head to clear the cobwebs as he felt the heat of the .50 BMG round spread all over his right side. There was a small fist-sized hole in his hoodie and a bruise about the size of his face on the flesh underneath that, but oddly enough, he hadn't been torn in half by the monstrous rifle round. Instead, he kept himself on the ground, trying to get his thoughts together as he let his body recover from tanking the heavy blow.
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