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dissertation done. can actually post again. yay.
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Michael is basically an isekai protagonist. normal human killed by glowy multiverse annihilation beam only to be revived in fantasy world
Poor Bowser...


Poor everyone else! woe betide any who dare challenge the self proclaimed king of awesome. Besides, somebody got to deal with this plague of humans slowly taking over the roster.



A little bit of burning should do the trick. I hear roasted grizzled badass is delicious.

edit: I will not be held responsible for any hypocrisy on my part that occurs during the run-time of this rp, no matter how premeditated it may be.
@Lmpkio I vote for Samus, if your still taking votes that is.

Your characters will not know one another off the bat. You'll get an idea of what's going on when the OP appears.


inevitable initial internal party combat due to ignorance incoming I imagine






A great sheet! The only recommendations I would make would be to his specialty, actually. Rather than 'boss/tank', if you're going for the group leader role, you might consider replacing 'boss' with 'leader.' In addition, 'bruiser' might describe a tough character who's both a tough defender and a strong attacker, rather than a straight tank. These quibblings are, of course, nonessential, so feel free to port the sheet over to the Characters tab as you see fit.


So I actually meant boss as in last boss kind of deal, because I intend to see how well I can play Bowser's fighting style as the way he would vs Mario in game, but now that you have inadvertently suggested leadership I am defiantly going to see if I can pull that off IC.
@Lmpkio
sorry to be a bother mate, but you'll need to change your Kindred spirits again because the koopa king has just entered the ring:


Are there any particular rules/guidelines to who the Kindred Spirit characters should be or is it or of a "npcs I would like to see" request list kind of deal?
Count me in
Haven
MIDDAY


Speaking with: @Sep
Mentions: @Enalais

Aranea’s dismay at the arrival of the occupation dome matched the rest of the bar, tinged slightly with a morbid amusement at the empire’s dramatic timing in relation to the hermit’s line of questioning. She was pulled out of the subsequent rapidly suffocating dread, her mind racing to workout just how fucked she was by this new authoritarian arrival, by the hermit’s talk of resistance. She visibly flinched back from him as if the very suggestion had stung her, her eyes wide as she looked down at the man as if her were mad, before she quickly composed herself and leaned in close to try and hush him, her arms unnervingly scuttling her closer till they where nearly face too face, at which point she whispered to him.
“keep it down before...”
but it was far to late as his question had been overheard by, among others, a gruff looking human sitting alone nearby who was more than happy to answer the question for her.

She turned and examine this latest newcomer to her regular haunt as he spoke, judging him to be a recent arrival to the desert world. Unlike the hermit, who’s skin and clothes looked as if they had been marred by the relentless sun and sand for the best part of his life if she was any judge, he looked like he had either stepped right of a ship and into the bar or he had meticulously kept himself spotless like some of the stuck up imp officers did. She didn't take him for the type to care about appearances however, as the mans scarred face and a stature told a tale of a hard life doing dangerous work, in that respect at least he fit right with the rest of the locals, so she deduced that he was probably a new arrival to their little hell-world.

After the off-worlder had finished his interjection she turned back towards the hermit and in a low voice she muttered to him that “The man’s mostly right, the republic’s shown its true colors and separatists are dead. As for the sympathisers however, I’d be more concerned about snitches than thugs round these parts if I were you.” she warned before adding grimly ”Hope is lost to the galaxy my friend. I suggest you learn that quick, before you get yourself killed”

With that said she righted herself, and proceeded to down the drink that she had been served in one gulp at the same time as she paid for it. She was used to the barkeep’s brew at this point and almost managed to enjoy the burning sensation it brought. Almost. It took the edge off regardless and that was all that mattered.
@Sep I'll try getting what I have planed up tomorrow
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