Eviledd1984

S̴T̴O̴R̴M̴C̴L̴O̴A̴K̴ : Rise of Tyranny (SHELVED, PM or DM me for inquiry.)

Hello I was wondering if their would be room for me to join?

DIVINE INTERVENTION

@Dog @Smike

Dzhon Piter Nabokov

Dzhon looked around at the other exorcists, he felt a small twinge of anger when he was called an idiot. However, he hid it well with a smile on his face. He assumed they were with the order judging from their varying outfits. His gaze looked over towards the lone cultist surrounded by the others, Pulling out his pistol ready to kill the lone cultist, but he disappeared before he could pull the trigger. He was really hoping he could kill another cultist. As soon as the lone cultist disappeared, groups of armored cultists teleported into the dining room. “Chert.” He cursed under his breath as the cultists were coming closer towards the group. He knew his bullets would not do much, however with his falchion he could stab through the gaps in their armor.

Running over towards the shotgun welding cultiss that were attacking the slavic woman. Grabbing the shotgun from one of the fallen cultists. “Groovy.” Helping her by cutting down the other armored cultist. Stabbing into the openings of his armor. Being chased by another cultists around the room. Using his martial art skills kicking him in the head, rolling onto the ground towards the table. Standing on the table with the cultist getting on the table with him. Dhzon throws the shotgun at him, making the cultist drop his weapon and catch it. Stabbing him in the thigh before picking up the shotgun. Aiming the shotgun point-blank to the head of the cultist, pulling the trigger finding enjoyment watching him crap his suit of armor.

“And the great dragon was thrown down, that ancient serpent, who is called the devil and Satan, the deceiver of the whole world—he was thrown down to the earth, and his angels were thrown down with him.” His voice seemed to echo throughout the room. The Russian man uses the butt of the shotgun to block the incoming attack, using his machete to hack off the arms the cultists he was currently fighting. “Need a hand.” Laughing while kicking a severed hand towards another cultist near him.

DIVINE INTERVENTION

None.

In This Fine Town Of Arkham - A Lovecraftian Mystery

@Prosaic@Romero

Benjamin Marcus Zebrowski

Ben just shrugged his shoulders, “That’s quite fine, although i’m not sure if there's another carriage to pick you folks up.” The rugged man stopped in his tracks, his gaze looking over towards the two and then towards Doctor Green. He did not sense the same hesitance as the others about the good doctor. Although he did have some hesitation about the carriage driver, although that was mostly because he assumed the driver would gut him deep in the forest. He wanted to get to Wilde Hall as quickly as possible. And he was not going to wait in this creepy forest for another carriage. Walking over towards the open carriage and getting inside, sitting across from Doctor Green. Ben looked out the window of the carriage, taking one last look at Miss White And Mr. Blue.

His attention then turned towards Doctor Green, “So I'm sure what your reason for going to Wilde Hall would be?” Ben was curious as to the reason the good doctor was going to Wilde Hall. He assumed that Doctor Green’s reasons would be invited for some sort of medical purpose. Perhaps Doctor Green is needed to give his medical advice on a sick person.

Planet Mobius - A Sonic Universe Open World

@Eviledd1984

Hi bud I'm having a hard time creating a character, I might have to back out of this roleplay. I am sorry for wasting your time, I wish you the best and have fun with roleplaying.

DIVINE INTERVENTION

@Inertia@Hawthorne@Dog@Smike

Dzhon Piter Nabokov

Dzhon looked around the room for a way to escape. The only thing that could lead to his escape would be the window on the other end of the room. The older man walked over towards the window, checking if he could open it somehow. After a couple of moments of jiggling the window, he was finally able to open it after some effort. Holding the window open with a piece of piping from the wall, he popped his head out of the window looking for anywhere feasible to escape. He did notice there was a pipe near the window leading to the second floor. The only thing he saw was that he did not have his weapons and did not know where they were keeping them. So the second objective would be to find his weapons. He guessed that their boss would have it, or at the very least someone high on the hierarchy. He slowly and carefully got himself out of the window and reached over towards the drain pipe. From touching it he could tell it was a little wobbly, he needed to tread carefully while climbing the drain pipe. The climb itself was quite treacherous, Dzhon was worried that he was going to fall off and hurt himself. Luckily the drain pipe was sturdy enough to support his weight.

Once he got towards a second-story window, he started moving towards the nearby window. Breaking it open with his foot worrying if anyone heard the noise. Waiting a couple of minutes but noticing that no one came into the room. He was safe to go through the window and into the room. Quietly walking towards the door opening it slightly and peeking his head out. It was quiet without a demon in sight. Crouching and starting to move down the hallway trying to find his weapons. During his exploration he noticed two figures starting to walk past him, he quickly ducked into another room watching them walk past the room. As he kept moving down the hallway he noticed a lone demon having his back turned walking in front of him. The Russian man slowly made his way behind the demon, putting him into a chokehold, Bringing the demon into an empty room. “Hello sir, I was hoping you would be a good demon and help me get my weapons back.” Dhzon tightened his grip around the demon’s neck. “Why the hell would I help you human.” The demon gargled out trying to wiggle out of Dhzon’s grip. “If you don’t then you will be back in hell, having a pineapple shoved up your arse by Adolf Hitler. Now tell me where my weapons are being held.” Dhzon tightened his grip on the demon’s neck. With a couple of broken bones, he was told the location of where his weapons were. Breaking the demon’s neck as a reward, he sneaked out of the room.

From what he was told by the demon, his weapons were on the second floor. He felt quite lucky that his weapons were being stored on the floor he just arrived on. He was also lucky that there were not many demons patrolling this floor. Wondering if there was something distracting the other demons in the building. In one of the rooms, he found his weapons laying on top of a table, Dhzon scanned the area wondering if this was some sort of trap. The room seemed empty much like the other rooms in the building. Walking carefully towards the table picking up his weapons. Noticing from the corner of his eye two demons standing up from underneath a large table in the room. “Fell for our trap, now you're gonna pay like the rest of em humies.” One of the demons snickered. Dhzon raised an eyebrow thinking that perhaps his eyes were not as keen as he thought. “Glupyye ublyudki.” (Translation- stupid bastards).” Readying his falchion as one of the demons charged at him. Cutting off the charging demon in half, he pointed one of his pistols at the other demon. Firing a couple of shots at it causing it to stagger backward. Rushing towards the demon and cutting the second demon in half.

After this little encounter Dhzon walked out of the room, exploring more of the second floor he noticed a couple of cultists roaming the area. Engaging with them by firing his pistol at them, his presence is known to everyone on the floor. Soon finding himself getting into a fire fight with a bunch of cultists. Hiding out in what looked like a dining room, he notices a single cultist surrounded by a group of hunters like himself. “Izvinite, chto pomeshal, ya no znal, to eta komnata byla zanyata. ” (Translation- "Sorry for interrupting, I did not know that this room was taken.").

DIVINE INTERVENTION

Nothing.

Planet Mobius - A Sonic Universe Open World

@Shiny Keldeo

Perfect, i will come up with a sheet hopefully tonight.

Planet Mobius - A Sonic Universe Open World

Hello I would love to join this thread, is their room for one more?

DIVINE INTERVENTION

Dzhon Piter Nabokov

The priest had been sent to investigate an infestation of demons, he wondered why the organization would send him alone. He surmised that he was more experienced then some of the other operatives. Driving his vehicle towards the location, he had the radio on, his car was radiated with the sounds of Marty Robbins singing about an outlaw falling in love with a Mexican woman. The older man was tapping his finger on the steering wheel singing softly to the music. Stopping his car in front of the building he was supposed to investigate, he slowly got out of his car. A bad feeling washed throughout his body, he said a quick pray to help with protecting him. Walking over towards the truck of his car and grabbing his weapons.

Letting out another loud sigh before walking towards the building. Slowly opening the door there was an eerie silence, only being interrupted by the sound of water droplets hitting the floor. “Chert voz'mi, eto mesto vyzyvayet u menya murashki po kozhe.” (Translation-damn it, this place gives me the creeps.) The priest slowly made his way down a hallway keeping his guns aimed and his wits up. Years of being in a soldier had taught him to be aware of your surroundings. While walking down the hallway he was occasionally checking the rooms in the hallway. The only thing he could find nothing of use, nothing that could indicate what had happened here. He stopped in one of the rooms down the hallway, Finding only deserted chairs, tables and other items telling him that people were here. Moving out of the room he stopped where he was when he noticed something running passed him. He aimed his gun down the hallway expecting that figure was going to run back down the hall. “No point in delaying the inevitable, come out and so we can get this over with.” The older man could see far down the hallway a shadow rushing towards him.

“Gotcha.” He started to fire his gun at the figure who was rushing towards him. The figure trying to dodge the incoming bullets. Some of his shots hit, causing splatters of blood to stain the walls. When the figure was close enough the priest quickly switched to his falchion. What he seemed to fail to notice was the other figures that were behind the one he was shooting at. There seemed to be more than he thought, clicking his tongue before starting to try and slice at the approaching demons. However he did not expect there to be more than forty coming towards him, this was much worse than he thought. He had cut down a couple of them before he was slowly overwhelmed. The last thing he remembered was a demon’s fist coming towards his face, and then everything suddenly went dark. When he came to, he was inside of a makeshift jail cell, He scanned the area noticing that he was in what looked like a storage room. The door was blocked off with something heavy, he was not going to be able to remove it by himself. Peeking through the keyhole of the door, he could vaguely see two demons guarding the door. He wondered why they did not just kill him instead of imprisoning him.

He worried that they were going to sacrifice him or he was going to be bait for some larger caught. All he knew was that he needed to get out of here.