Dragoknighte

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

@Ammokkx
Actually it came from Quake as a result of a glitch.

@Ariamis

Well more of a physics exploit than a glitch.

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

Got a hot new LLA sheet for y'all

Linda Aafjes

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Linda Aafjes

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Character Summary

Name:Linda Laima Aafjes
Aliases:Lady Luck, Lady Lick Ass, Sadistic Bitch
Age: A lady never gives her age. Looks 25.
Birthday: December 12th
Ethnicity: Eastern European
Birth Planet: Earth
Allegiance:Neutral
Starting Location: Reprisal
Gender: Female
Occupation: Fate’s Executioner

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Appearance

Height: 5’2”
Weight: 109lbs
Build: Lean/Ectomorph
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown
Skin Tone: White with slight olive tinting
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:Plenty

• Missing a chunk of her left ear lobe
• Slash wound scars all across her thighs
• Human bite mark on her left upper arm
• Missing her right pinky fingernail
• A scar on her forehead that would connect the Northeast and Southwest corners of a compass

Personal Style: Whatever style Linda once possessed has long since been destroyed, with only a few tidbits remaining. First and foremost, she dresses pragmatically. War zone? Military fatigues. South American Jungle? Camo. Inner City ghetto? Low-quality street clothes. She’ll wear whatever she needs to in order to blend in, whether that be physically or socially.

That said, little bits of individuality leak through if you pay attention. Linda prefers dull colors over light or heavily saturated ones. She almost always wears a hat of some kind. And lastly, somewhere on her clothes, she usually incorporates a skull motif of some kind. Perhaps it’s a beanie, maybe it’s a badge, or it could just be the pattern happening to conveniently look like a skull in that freeform, Rorschachy way.

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Psychology

Calculating * Merciless * Irritable * Mischievous * Practical * Easily Amused

Sexuality: No.
Relationship Status: I said no.
Personality: Linda is a rather dour woman. She acts kind of like a stereotypical nihilist, not really caring about whatever’s happening to those around her. It might be a result of her life experiences, or maybe she just would have been one of those Emo chicks back in high school if she had grown up during the 1990’s. Who can tell at this point? Regardless, that lack of sympathy carries over to the various people that she has to kill. If it’s your turn to die, you’re going to die. She doesn’t care who you are, what you have or that you haven’t done everything you wanted to accomplish.

That said, she is not actively malicious, nor does she take joy in killing others like some killers, but at the same time, she isn’t really bothered by her occupation these days. Whether this is desensitization or merely an inborn quirk is still another one of those unanswerable questions. When she isn’t killing people or planning to do so, she can be pleasant to hang around with. Underneath that gloominess is somebody who’s kind of a goof ball that laughs at fart jokes and is very adept at playing the long con when it comes to dumb pranks and inside jokes.
Habits:

• Clicking her tongue
• Talking to herself

Hobbies: At least 1

• Dismembering

Fears: 3 real fears that make your character unhinged

• Becoming one of the undead
• Being inescapably trapped
• Withering Away

Likes: 6 minimal

• Predictability
• Tobacco
• Durable clothes
• Skilled workers
• November Rain
• Clarity

Dislikes: 6 minimal

• Cheap/shoddy craftsmanship
• Gambling
• Splinters
• Complainers
• November Rain
• Ambiguity

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Cards On The Table

*All skills and possessions are limited to the spaces provided below to start. Do NOT add more!
General Skills:

• Sneak
• Fight
• Shoot
• Focus
• Notice
• Operate
• Fly
• Drive
• Fix

Specialty Skills: *Must have the General Skill listed above for the accompanying Specialty below

• Shoot(Rifles)
• Drive(Carriages)
• Fix(Old Tech)
• Focus(Aim)
• Fight(Street Fighting)

What Is On Your Person:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your wallet, your id, your keys; phone, credit cards, cash, pictures of mom and dad, tooth picks, smokes, lighter, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Again, keep it grounded in the 'Verse.

• Wallet containing an Alliance credit card, proper Fake IDs and Security passes
• Pistol
• Knife
• Cigarettes
• Disposable Lighter
• A Compact

Quarters:
This is your stash basically - all your items that are not on you at all times. General things need not be listed like a bed, toothbrush and so forth. Somethings are just a given. But things like Specialized Computers, Weapons Stash, books, files on people, a comic book collection, special mementos, and so forth are something that need to be listed out and very detailed. Make sure to know that this will be updated throughout the RP.

• Shotguns
• Rifles
• A corkboard covered with pictures of people, most of the dead or soon to be
• Extra packs of cigarettes
• FATE Computer
• A small chest containing cheap (at the time) Earth-That-Was jewelry

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History

The Reason You Chose The Side You Did: Linda’s been around since well before the Alliance was even a thing. At one point, all the different empires and superpowers of the world start blurring together. Yes it might be bigger in scope, but is it really all that different compared to say the British Empire? Her feelings towards the Alliance are about as strong as one’s would be towards the Empire in Star Wars.
History: Linda’s not human. Or at least she hasn’t quite been human for a long time. For one thing, she can see things others can’t: namely the likelihood that anybody is going to die in any given situation. They’ll just have an air around them that’s as easy for her to interpret as if they’d had a big percent floating above their heads. Second, she hasn’t aged a day in over a millenia. Any wounds she’s received miraculously heal in record times and luck comes in on her side whenever she appears to be in an inescapable situation And lastly, when she looks in a reflective surface of some kind, be it a mirror, or even a pool of water, there’s a chance she’ll see somebody who she’ll have to kill.

She doesn’t quite remember anything from before her current existence started, but there are some scraps that remain throughout the centuries. She was born in what would be Croatia around the beginning of the 9th Century AD and lived a simple life from what she can gather. Farm work during the day. Sleep at night so it’d be easier to wake up before dawn. Get married, move out of the house, have a few kids, and then something happened that ended up with her and her family dying. She used to remember clearly, but it’s faded away to just the raw emotions she had felt at the time: panic, despair, hatred regret, and then confusion.

She had died, yet she woke up at Dawn in perfect health, and the world looked ever so slightly different. She stumbled her way to the nearby stream for hydration and when she looked down at the surface of the water, staring back was a man she had never seen before. When she blinked he didn’t disappear, and he never changed position no matter which way she craned her neck. After the initial confusion subsided, she realized that this man needed to die. From where that idea came from, she had no idea. It was just a sort of fundamental understanding. A message from God(dess) if you will. In the near 2 millennia since this incident, Linda’s been killing people for God/Fate/Whatever Alien Force brought her back from the dead. In the beginning she had a rather large chip on her shoulder over her family and home being destroyed, but like most of the other dark, visceral emotions that faded with time until it was nearly impossible to distinguish.

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Extras

Character Quote: “Don’t worry about it. It doesn’t really matter anyways.”
Theme Song: Metallica - Seek And Destroy
Alliance Record: Nothing intended to work specifically against the Alliance
Anything Else: I’m not doing this.
_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy.}

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

I want to say no on the timeskip because I'd prefer large swaths of the characters to not die horribly, but sure, let's go.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

<Snipped quote by Mr Rage>

You seriously dismiss the power of the rocket jump blowing yourself up :p

@redbaron1234

Fixed that for you

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

Carla Lobo

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Location: Med Bay

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Carla had had minimal interaction with the now deceased doctor. None of them were pleasant enough for her to see out further such events in the future. Arrogant, self-centered and presumptuous, even for an owner of a Doctorate degree. She also may have caught him saying something about harvesting her organs when he thought he was out of earshot. It took a lot of talent to stick out as an ugly, odiferous wart in the company of (borderline) sociopaths, but that was one area the late doctor had excelled in. All that said, Carla still found herself annoyed that his death meant that she had to sit around in the Med Bay while his remains had to be cleaned up. Couldn't even die in a professional manner.

As far as Foy went, she didn't go so far as to non verbally acknowledge anything he said beyond maintaining eye contact. She'd get around to helping him when she could, no sooner. And she certainly wasn't going to go search out the new pilot for the sole purpose of cajoling him to lift a box with a man who couldn't be arsed to ask himself. The barber would have to content himself with waiting in the Cargo Bay as she had to with the Med Bay.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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Location: Club AfterDark

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It'd be rather odd for the bar to be open, but the kitchen closed, Mali thought to herself, leaning against the bar on her right elbow. There wasn't much to do now but wait, watch and listen. Sure, Relic was right next to her looking up something on his laptop (she was more surprised that he could bust it out in this establishment so nonchalantly, than the fact that he might have stumbled onto some important tidbit of information), but looking over his shoulder wouldn't speed things up. She'd just let him do his thing while drinks were en route.

The paranoid switch in her head went off again, this time for far more practical reasons. Mali turned around and scanned the room to make sure that none of the patrons were making eyes at Relic, or more specifically, his fancy laptop that could no doubt be sold for hundreds of dollars. Yeah, there might be 2 huge black men staffing the bar and blocking the entrance/exit, but if somebody tried to snatch it, it could be damaged and or broken in the ensuing scuffle, even if it wasn't completely stolen.

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

@POOHEAD189 You're up

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

Cyneburg

Location: Orc Camp
Interacting with: Everyone behind the wall

Well being a crocodile was fun and all, but given the current state of things, the form didn't seem to be of much use anymore. Furthermore, keeping the shape of a reptile in a quickly freezing landscape would not bode well for her ability to remain an active part of the conflict. First, she would shed the reptilian form to her original humanoid one (something she'd be pretty relieved to do: having to wrestle with such a one-track brain and be covered in scales were not things she enjoyed. Some swamp-druids loved to be crocodiles, but she didn't get what they saw in the form), flexing the ice off of her toes.

Assuming that all that went well [OOC: I don't know if you need to roll for canceling spell effects] she'd go about trying to positively influence the current flow of combat. Against the big fog thing she could try using her Control Wind spell to dissipate its body and/or send it somewhere else, but she didn't have any mistletoe on her. And the chances of one of the other party members having it was- actually there was a half decent chance given the number of spellcasters and nature-lovers around. But there was another thing she could do. Directing her attention to the forest from whence the exploding skeletons were running to attack the orcs, she cast Plant Growth. If all went according to plan, the flora would rapidly grow the point where it would be impossible to walk through without first clearing it away. It would at the very least soak up some of the exploding skeletons. Hopefully.

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

@The Grey Dust You're up.