Geoffrey Silt Member
Prince Of All Saiyans
STATUS: Things are looking up! DbZ RP and everything! 11 yrs ago
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Guessing I am GE. Gonna head south to the medbay spot thing.
Link me up to it? I will read through it.
Still unsre of what is goin on.
This is not the place.
Mind filling me in on zebras?
Jhon stood on the beach quietly. Before a sudden burst emitted from hiim and his at once stiff bodymoved slightly. Until his arms reached out both gaining a ball of fire. He slow clenched his fists condensing the fire into a small ball. Within a blimk he clapped his hands together of the condensed flames,an even quicker made an outward motion with his hands sending a beam of fire shooting into the sky a heatwave following close behind.
He soon rubbed his neck with his now warm hands as the bright line in the sky soon dissapeared, fire magic, his greatest choice. He rubbed his hands to gether and clasped them around his mouth. He then quickly opened his hands and blew a shot of fire the clouded around before leaving quickly. Finally he would test his newest thoughts. He popped his fingers and got ready. Once again he cindensed both balls of fire that he created, but this time slowly bringing the to condensed balls to eachother. He felt as if time stopped a moment whenever he merged the two balls of fire, sadly it hadn't and his thoughts made him stop a moment. Causing it to explode in his face sending into the hot sand behind him.
"Wonder what the dragon slayers are up to." he said to himself seeing a lightning bolt strike not far away as yelling could be heard. He walked a ways down the beach and into the city only to find the two dragon slayers greeting eachother and having a grand ole time. Hearing them speak he walked on up and asked. "The real question is why do you guys not invite me to anything? Just because I ain't a dragon slayer?" he said walking towards them.
He soon rubbed his neck with his now warm hands as the bright line in the sky soon dissapeared, fire magic, his greatest choice. He rubbed his hands to gether and clasped them around his mouth. He then quickly opened his hands and blew a shot of fire the clouded around before leaving quickly. Finally he would test his newest thoughts. He popped his fingers and got ready. Once again he cindensed both balls of fire that he created, but this time slowly bringing the to condensed balls to eachother. He felt as if time stopped a moment whenever he merged the two balls of fire, sadly it hadn't and his thoughts made him stop a moment. Causing it to explode in his face sending into the hot sand behind him.
"Wonder what the dragon slayers are up to." he said to himself seeing a lightning bolt strike not far away as yelling could be heard. He walked a ways down the beach and into the city only to find the two dragon slayers greeting eachother and having a grand ole time. Hearing them speak he walked on up and asked. "The real question is why do you guys not invite me to anything? Just because I ain't a dragon slayer?" he said walking towards them.
1st off, bumpity, 2nd off, any good Rps I should join?
Just gonna be a fire mage now.
Currently spreading myself onto as many Rps as I can. Good idea? Probably not. Do I feel like I can truly handle it? DAMN RIGHT!
Name: Hafskon Stal'm
Race: Zebra
Age: 23
Mane: A dark black mane.
Coat: Opposite most zebras(zebras?Zebriees?Zebri?Zebreeze?) He instead of black and white is some sort of Black and Gray. Must've ost his white stripes somewhere!
C.M.: Happy and Tragedy mask (something to dowith being built for being charismatic.)
Distinguishing Features: Noticed most by his black and grey striped instead of black and white, as well as a fedora he wears everywhere. It is an extremely specialized hat black and white aswell as a large feather in it.
Your S.P.E.C.I.A.L book.( hehe )
S(trength): 3
P(erception): 10
E(ndurence):6
C(harisma):10
I(ntelligence):5
A(gility):5
L(uck):1
Trained Skills: Science and science exccesories.
Specialty: Talking or Bartering.
Gear Simple leather armor, as well as a few frag mines he keeps around at alll times. Other then that his only weapon is a 10mm
Perk: Scoundrel: (Adds +5 to barter and speaking in stats)
History: (will be kinda boring due to me being lazy and tired) After being thrust from his old home after a super mutant attack our hero(maybe) went on his way. After stopping at a minefield he soon disarmed a bunch of mines and continued. A month passed and he hadn't met with raiders yet, when all of a sudden he had stumbled on a camp. Thinking of nothing more then FOOOD! FOOOD! he quickly raced to the gates to find it was filled with raiders. Talking his way out of death he dropped some of the mines he used and fired uis 10mm causing them to rush the gates. He after killing a bunch of raiders with a few well placed mines he finished off the rest and grabbed some food. 8 frag mines left he on his way out he found a slip of paper saying something about a safe haven. Quickly grabbing his stuff and finding a map he set off to said safe haven. A week of walking, but he finally found it, trading some of the things he found along the way he amassed 200 caps and set up a trading outpost. Seeing as he was very skilled in these trades he grew fast and owns a semi-large shop named The Snappers Hill. He has asingle employee named Frank Cleff. After making his trade station, paying for Frank. To work there, a small home built in the shop he came out 25 caps and a bunch of material/scrap/random items. But with his luck it won't last long.
Personality: A very outgoing person trying to help the people around him. Although sometimes grubbing up money and, 'dealing' with some thieves he tries to be nice to anyone he happens to meet. He really really doesn't like working with 'My shit don't stink' people. And ofcourse he doesn't deal with said thieves. Frank is much stronger then he so Frank deals with thieves most times. Anyways, he will often attempt fair prices but isn't going to make a stupid move and make everything free.
Trait 1: Talks silenty to himself sometimes.
Trait 2: Sleeps an extra hour then he usually intends.
IS THIS GOOD? I AM UNSURE. FIRST TIME DOING ANYTHING BRONY RELATED BESIDES WATCHING THE SHOW! ALSO, ALL SPELLING ERRORS ARE DUE TO MY BIG ASSTHUMBS AND SMALL ASS PHONE.
Race: Zebra
Age: 23
Mane: A dark black mane.
Coat: Opposite most zebras(zebras?Zebriees?Zebri?Zebreeze?) He instead of black and white is some sort of Black and Gray. Must've ost his white stripes somewhere!
C.M.: Happy and Tragedy mask (something to dowith being built for being charismatic.)
Distinguishing Features: Noticed most by his black and grey striped instead of black and white, as well as a fedora he wears everywhere. It is an extremely specialized hat black and white aswell as a large feather in it.
Your S.P.E.C.I.A.L book.( hehe )
S(trength): 3
P(erception): 10
E(ndurence):6
C(harisma):10
I(ntelligence):5
A(gility):5
L(uck):1
Trained Skills: Science and science exccesories.
Specialty: Talking or Bartering.
Gear Simple leather armor, as well as a few frag mines he keeps around at alll times. Other then that his only weapon is a 10mm
Perk: Scoundrel: (Adds +5 to barter and speaking in stats)
History: (will be kinda boring due to me being lazy and tired) After being thrust from his old home after a super mutant attack our hero(maybe) went on his way. After stopping at a minefield he soon disarmed a bunch of mines and continued. A month passed and he hadn't met with raiders yet, when all of a sudden he had stumbled on a camp. Thinking of nothing more then FOOOD! FOOOD! he quickly raced to the gates to find it was filled with raiders. Talking his way out of death he dropped some of the mines he used and fired uis 10mm causing them to rush the gates. He after killing a bunch of raiders with a few well placed mines he finished off the rest and grabbed some food. 8 frag mines left he on his way out he found a slip of paper saying something about a safe haven. Quickly grabbing his stuff and finding a map he set off to said safe haven. A week of walking, but he finally found it, trading some of the things he found along the way he amassed 200 caps and set up a trading outpost. Seeing as he was very skilled in these trades he grew fast and owns a semi-large shop named The Snappers Hill. He has asingle employee named Frank Cleff. After making his trade station, paying for Frank. To work there, a small home built in the shop he came out 25 caps and a bunch of material/scrap/random items. But with his luck it won't last long.
Personality: A very outgoing person trying to help the people around him. Although sometimes grubbing up money and, 'dealing' with some thieves he tries to be nice to anyone he happens to meet. He really really doesn't like working with 'My shit don't stink' people. And ofcourse he doesn't deal with said thieves. Frank is much stronger then he so Frank deals with thieves most times. Anyways, he will often attempt fair prices but isn't going to make a stupid move and make everything free.
Trait 1: Talks silenty to himself sometimes.
Trait 2: Sleeps an extra hour then he usually intends.
IS THIS GOOD? I AM UNSURE. FIRST TIME DOING ANYTHING BRONY RELATED BESIDES WATCHING THE SHOW! ALSO, ALL SPELLING ERRORS ARE DUE TO MY BIG ASSTHUMBS AND SMALL ASS PHONE.
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