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People are Strange, when you're a Stranger.
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Happy Friday! Now go forth and be awesome! <3
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No matter how great of a day you're having, there's always someone who wants to pee in your Mountain Dew :/
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Where's the "Don't Stop Trying" button in status when you need it? O.o
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Why do protein bars have to taste like freshly churned dirt?
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Welcome to the Guild, @Zia!
@Dread Okay , I'd like to see how one of your fantasy characters handles themselves in a fight.

I challenge you!


Wha...?

Eh...I'll pass, but thx lol


Frankie Cabrera

@Alfhedil @Cuddles 1438

The sheer hulking size of the Power Armor was much more prominent as she drew closer to Khaliya, once summoned to her position. Frankie could almost smell the chemical compounds used in the smithing of the metals for the suit, that, and a mixture of hydraulic fluids and grease to keep the gears and other mechanisms in check. The young girl had always been shorter than most others she'd stood next to, but this time around, she felt more like a dwarf amongst iron giants. Speaking of which, the older man in the “medieval armor" reminded her of such a race in the old fantasy graphic novels she'd come across as a kid, except they never carried around a submachine...

Turning to the Paladin, Frankie couldn't help but arch an eyebrow at the commanding woman’s request to administer a quick assessment of the dark-haired girl who’d flipped out moments earlier. However, she suspected it wasn't just a physical exam that was being asked of her, but a psychological one as well, considering the detrimental effects radiation -and festering wounds, if any were present- would have on the fragile mind. Emotions already ran high within the group, giving way to paranoia in some and a myriad of other effects in others that made them seem less stable than they were. In either case, the medic was rather relieved to be of some use now, if for no other reason, than to keep her mind focused on why she was placed here to begin with.

“I'll do my best, ma’am.” She said in a confident tone of voice, although still unsure of just how Monika would react to such an impromptu exam. “But, ah, keep an eye out.”

Dealing with an unstable mind certainly wasn't new to the sixteen year old Medic, who’d seen more of her fair share of children and grown men and women slowly descend into maddened states that were near impossible to pull out of without days, weeks, or even months of therapy and medication. Sadly, in the wasteland, finding such meds for psychological ailments was about as simple as finding buried pirate gold. What hadn't been stripped away by time, was surely taken and hoarded by scavengers and the like. With a deep breath taken through the helmets oxygen supply, Frankie made her way over to the girl, who appeared to be keeping to herself as much as possible, perhaps out of habit, but the medic guessed it was out of embarrassment that may have stemmed from her sudden outburst. I mean, who wouldn't think that someone like that was deranged?

“Hey there.” She waved. “Monika, right?” Frankie stood a few feet from the other, holding tightly to the shoulder straps of her camo rucksack which held just about everything near and dear to her profession, and then some. “I-uh, just wanted to see how you were doing, and, ask if there was anything I could do to help.” The young girl smiled through the glossy faceplate of the helmet, unsure of the other could even see a genuine expression in the midst of so much uncertainty.
So, thinking something along the lines of "animal manipulation" or "Beast Master" type ability, without it seeming too magical as you'd expect in something like D&D, lol.

But it'll def be telepathy based, and limited to animals and/or possibly insects, to an extent.

btw, @Ruby, where does this start out? Are we all living together in a makeshift settlement in the wilderness like in the movie, or a Government facility of some kind in Canada?
This sounds like a lot of fun. Definitely interested, although I hope it's okay that I'm not all that knowledgable with regard to comic canon/lore, but I hold my own regardless :)
Though nearly anyone who looks at him now, compares him to Napoleon Dynamite. So I think I win. c:


Ew, yeah, I saw him recently somewhere so yeah...good for you, lol.
I have decidedly chosen masculine name and avatar to insure there is no such confusion about my gender. Besides, I'm old...and a veteran.

I soooo loved Jason Momoa as Conan

Yes, that was a great choice! :D

<eh em> Anyway...uh, random fact: I almost always knick the same spot on my leg when shaving and haven't quite learned how to NOT cause incessant bleeding.

#timetogoprimitive
I guess my thought process on having a character in an RP that I may not have a lot of lore knowledge about, is that my character equally wouldn't have that much lore knowledge (well, depending on who they are I guess). Although, I suppose as a Smug or BH, they would have some fairly good intel over the comms considering they probably listen in on law enforcement channels just in case they are mentioned, lol.
Welcome to the fun that never ends, @Shadow Dragon! This is a great community and hopefully you'll find a place here :)
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