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Call me Doc. I prefer RM, UM, or LP fights, with human or peak human hand-to-hand or swords & sandals being my speciality.
Challenge me to a match any old time!

Arena Characters: http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/87852-docs-characters-no-posting/ooc#post-3105991

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@VitaVitaAR

I figure that he'd just have traveled to Thaln and lied about his past. Heh heh.
@VitaVitaAR

Name: Zande Khanda



•Age: 32

•Gender: Male

•Race: Human

•Height: 6'4"

•Weight: 195 pounds

•Appearance: Zande is a tall, lean man whose musculature is best likened to that of a starved jaguar. The dense, tube-like muscles adorning his long arms and legs allow him to exude a great air of physical prowess despite his wiry look. Unwashed dreadlocks hang over lurid, amber eyes whilst high cheekbones accentuate his abnormal jaw muscles, the feral aspect pushed even further by his sharpened teeth. He often wears the skulls of recent victims upon his belt and is not often seen without his rubber padded, steel clawed boots and black steel tribal mask. A skull and crossbones is sewn upon his cloak.



•Personality: He's mischievous, laid back, and never without alcohol or food. Though Zande lives to kill, he does enjoy life's other pleasures. He pulls pranks and hits on white women, seeking out fun whenever he isn't training. He takes very few things seriously, but among the things he does, loyalty and a cat phobia are at the top of the list. He's loyal to a fault, and considers an act of betrayal to be an ultimate insult. At the mere sight of a kitty, he'll wet himself and flee. This is because of an incident in his childhood, where he was almost eaten by a tiger.

•Brief Backstory: In the darkest depths of a savage jungle wilderness, shrouded in dread Congo secrets beneath a sky of eternal blackness, there existed a tribe of maneaters. One would think that there would be no bottom amidst the depths of their depravity. Yet, a young boy native to this landscape of monsters found it. The word "bloodthirsty" is often thrown about. However, no other description of Zande holds so true. He was exiled from his village for exceptional reasons and became a freelance mercenary and bandit leader, feared across the land. He lived a cannibal and a headhunter, who seeks to further his reputation by collecting the skulls of formidable opponents.
Before too long, he grew tired of playing the bad guy and changed professions. He joined with the Blades of Iron Roses to fight the good fight, leaving his dark past behind. He still keeps skulls though. Some habits die hard.

•Equipment: Two three kilo bearded sparth axes with snap button sheathes for fast access, weighted serrated knife with ten inch blade, blowgun and darts with inland taipan venom, teeny little leather pouches of spitting cobra venom, rubber soled boots with three eight inch steel claws on each foot, steel chestplate and spiked pauldrons, steel shinguards, chainmail underclothing, a trained pet vulture acting as a spotter, black steel mask, fingerless iron gauntlets inlaid with rat skulls.


(The axe "Jancro", slang for Vulture in Jamaican)


(The axe "Hot Steppa", slang for Free Criminal)

•Skills: Zande's untamed strength is far greater than his appearance would suggest, albeit reasonably less than that of a formidable professional weightlifter. He can wrestle and subdue wild beasts with just his bare hands and overpower some larger opponents through pure wiry tenacity. These traits greatly pale in comparison to his incredible biting and striking power. Each of his axe blows has a huge wind-up, making him highly predictable but difficult to escape due to his great skill in tricking and trapping opponents. He can and has killed men with a single well-aimed punch, and never neglects to train his jaws by chewing through blocks of wood and chunks of rubber, being capable of chomping clean through an unhusked coconut with a single bite. Equally impressive is Zande's great speed and agility, which his lean body is practically built for. He can scurry up and down trees in the blink of an eye and move with a silent swiftness that puts to shame his native brethren.

•Theme Music-
@ImportantNobody
I'm gonna make a character roast thread then. I like that idea.

Gweyr survived that shot, for her continuous walking backwards made it miss her head, despite the shot being aimed for the body and Donny being the sort of marksman that doesn't miss like some Nazi on Indiana Jones. But it was the very start of the fight and I felt that I could let it slide. Donny's so ruthless that I actually feel guilty about using him sometimes.

@dragonmancer@midnightt

Zande shrugged, pointing in the direction of the Queen's castle.

"Iddit stealin' if ya takin' from a thief, bad bwoy? Da queen a menace dat be takin' da wealth of da land mon', an' givin' nutton back. Sides, if ya wan' be honorable 'bout it, den tink bout' whatchu can do widdat treasure dats better n' wadda queen doin'. She jus' sittin' on all dat dough, no charity drives ah anyting. If ya wanna be da hero den go give ya share to da poor like dat Robbin' Pooed' or whatevah 'is name is."
@ImportantNobody@Vordak

In most situations Donny wouldn't stand a chance against her. He's a walking tool shed, with tons of fodder that she could use against him. If he pulled out his razor wire, she'd probably cut him in half with his own weapon. There are a few situations in which he may win, but I'd say 85% of the time and with no prep, your character would wreck Donny.

Outside of that, Donny's selling point is that he avoids straight fights and uses as much practical realism as possible. His signature attack is the gun behind the coat shot.

Donny let out a loud, panicked scream as Gweyr whipped out her glaive. Just the sort of reaction you'd get when aiming a knife at some random nerd. But Donny came from a different place than Gweyr. Where he was from, life and death were matters to be resolved in an instant. Anyone could kill anyone with a little luck and a bullet in the back. Out here, you didn't brandish a weapon unless you were going to use it. You didn't pull out a blade and try to talk things over. You either killed, or got killed, and though tricks are petty, a good one never needs to be used twice against the same enemy.

Donny turned clockwise as if about to flee, as any sane pedestrian would after some nutty chick got medieval in a dark alley. Donny's scream would have muffled the ratcheting click of the Magnum being cocked as it was drawn, Gweyr seeing just his left side and nothing else.

An old gunslinger trick. If you want to pull a piece on someone so they don't see the barrel poking through your coat, turn your flank to them and aim along your abdomen with the gun flat against you. Keep your shooting arm out of sight so they don't see the bend in your elbow.
No protrusions, no clues, no chance. Especially when the victim is a shy, moral girl who probably wouldn't kill a man, however creepy, who seemed about to flee as was requested of him.

The revolver was aimed for Gweyr's midsection. If the large round struck, it would bore an impressive, clean hole straight through her solar plexus, between the lungs, into the aorta, and out through the spine.


His bulletproof vest handles the heat of the chamber flare. It's a sure kill against pretty much any opponent that isn't a bullet timer or a mind reader. If another character were to have a good chance against Donny, they'd have to be able to handle some real dirty tricks. Sneak attacks are his bread and butter. It's a long shot to say he even fights in the first place, unless you could call stabbing someone in the back a fight.
Name: Captain Copper

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Le powah level (average strong person should be around 100 to start): 138 (Increases by 25% if he is allowed to power up, which takes fifteen seconds and only lasts a few minutes). Oh, and 4321 by the way. Wait, what? What's that number for!?

Who were le trained by?: General Blue

For how long?: Nine years, beforehand he was trained from his youth by Staff Officer Black.

Alignment: Evil (Red Ribbon Army)

Race: Human

If you could have one wish granted by the eternal dragon, Shenron, what would it be?: To be the strongest fighter in the world.

Abilities:
*Look Into My Eyes!- Power to paralyze an opponent for as long as his concentration holds by unleashing a burst of ki when they look into his eyes. He's superior to General Blue with this technique, in that he can use it on multiple opponents.

*Physical Prowess- Copper is unable to fly or emit ki blasts, but he makes up for this by having unusually high strength and speed for his power level.

Do you enjoy perverted old people?: All old people should die, puh!

Looks: COMING SOON! Gotta make up a character on Xenoverse and screenshot.

Personality: Copper hates old people, children, animals, foreigners, neighbors, teenagers, inanimate objects, everything. He only likes power, and to be the center of attention. He has a very low tolerance for pain, and so although he is very good at dishing it out, he can't take it back. Even a weak punch or little needle poke ruins his concentration and makes him scream like a girl. Speaking of which, he simply adores screaming and powering up. Whenever possible, he screams and yells like an absolute maniac. He only eats salads.

Crush: His own muscles. he frequently kisses them.

Origin (optional): What is there to say? He's a dick that grew up around other dicks that trained him to be a dick. Nobody cares about General Blue's childhood. It's just consists of training and being a jerkwad jarhead.

Other: His weaknesses include a low tolerance for pain which breaks his paralysis ability, the inability to use ki blasts (making him weak at a range), and his tendency to try and power up in the middle of a fight, leaving him wide open.
@ProPro

The best lies are those with little flecks of truth in them. There was no nuke, but there were explosives, oh yes. Donny knew when the right time to detonate the c4 in the bag would be. It would be when some rube walked up and took a look in. Only a hero would have the guts to do that, but what they wouldn't know would almost certainly kill them. As soon as Constantine unzipped the bag, Donny pressed a small button on his digital watch, hiding behind his vehicle and smirking.

Nothing happened. Moments later the stranger pulled a teddy bear from the bag. The trap hadn't worked.

So the freak could turn bombs into bears. Donny weighed his options, wondering what he should do. If this one had supernatural power, he'd be too dangerous to try and take alive. Well, one hero begets another. If this one was kept busy long enough, perhaps another would come loping in. Donny strode out from behind his vehicle, neatly snagging a fleeing woman by the hair and clubbing her in the jaw with his right fist before tucking the hand back into his coat pocket, where it almost always hid. She went limp as a rag doll. Donny let out a sharp whistle in Constantine's direction, and were the hero to look, Donny would give the dazed woman's head a good shaking for emphasis as he nodded for him to come over. A hostage right off the bat, and where were the police? There were a several in city hall, but it was out of their jurisdiction to leave the building and abandon the mayor and his staff. The rest of the precinct were of course dealing with literal clowns.
@ProPro

If Donny had a nuke, he'd not waste it on civilians. He's just trying to lure out some prey.
@ImportantNobody

Guns, dawg, dem guns. Somebody with the ability to actually hit what they aim at with near 100% accuracy perhaps should be placed on a tier above human? Perhaps an opponent that can survive more than a few bullets or is good at using cover would work?



Zande is also an option, as he has neither guns nor superhuman powers (discounting the berserker brew, which I use only for low-tier matches).
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