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Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Matt "Woody" Abrams

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Skills: N/A
Locations: Sharpsburg, Main Street (E11 to Antique Shop)

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Matt sighed with relief. Seemed the girl was friendly enough to at least let him closer. The lumberjack picked up his axe off of the pavement and jogged over, swinging his axe onto his shoulder and letting it rest there. He managed to get a closer look at the group before him. Sure enough, his suspicions were confirmed that one of them was missing a leg. The redhead seemed exhausted and the other two men seemed to be the ones taking charge. Matt looked at the one legged man who asked who he was. "I'm Matt. But everyone used to call me Woody." He explained. Matt waited in thought of how he was going to answer the next question.

"I guess the best way to describe it is that I'm coming from nowhere..." Matt continued. "I used to be with a group... until about two years ago. I've been wondering the woods ever since." He said. Looking at how worn out everyone was, Matt slung his backpack off his shoulder and unzipped it. Maybe it would be best to make a peace offering since he was the new guy, and therefore the new possible threat to these people. "I've got... three cans of food and about... half a litre of water if you want it." He offered, taking a knee and opening up the bag to show the group with a smile.

Something Beyond The Abyss, a Lovecraftian Horror RP.

Victor Cathmore

Name: "Father" Victor Cathmore

Sex: Male

Occupation: Ex-Pastor, self-proclaimed Warrior Saint.

Height: 5' 9"

Weight: 143 lbs

Appearance:


Eldritch Encounters:

• First encounter was a group of Ghouls in the Church Cemetery.
• Flock of Byakhee kidnapping people in a swamp.
• Multiple cults and small creatures since joining the Order.

Traits:

• Pious- Victor is a devout Christian man, bordering zealot, who believes he is doing God's work in being a part of the Order and ridding the world of these infestations of evil.
• Scars- Deep scar on the right hand side of his face has rendered his right eye partially blind. His face mask is to cover his mouth from swallowing anything unwanted, as well as hide acid burns.
• Duellist- Using his sabre, Victor learnt how to properly defend himself in a fight. It was made even more important due to the part of England he grew up in. One wrong look could end up in a rather vicious scrap. Even a holy man has to protect himself and his church.
• Crusader- He is a self proclaimed Warrior Priest.
• Studious- Enjoys reading to gain knowledge, especially religious texts and scriptures, and information to assist in goals.

Equipment:

• Silver Sabre, blessed at the Altar
• Flintlock Pistol, each bullet that is taken out into the field is dipped in holy water before being dried and stored for use.
• Metal Rosary, which can double up as a handy spike in desperate situations.
• Bible strapped underneath his jacket.
• A signet ring, engraved into top is a star made of lines that curve into a point giving the symbol a look as if it was wavering. In the middle of the start is what appears to be a branch with five offshoots, two angling off from the underside and three angling upwards from the top.

Order: Yes

Background:

• Born in 1802 in England, Durham
• Father ran the local church, it was only a matter of time before Victor would join him.
• Father dies in mugging, Victor takes over at a young age of 17.
• Two years later, Victor was told of groaning near the church. No one would go near.
• Found a group of flesh-eating monsters, later discovered they were Ghouls, one of which resembled his Father.
• Mother entered a state of shock from seeing her husband and died from heart attack.
• Victor slayed the ghouls. Scar given by his father that day.
• Found people were missing from the Parish. Followed trails.
• Discovered flock of Byakhee. Attempted to fight.
• Acid was spat on his lower face, causing burn scars.
• Was saved by a member of the Bouclier Dans Les Tenebres. After sharing each other's stories, the member asked if Victor would like to join. Victor took this as a sign from God himself and immediately took to his new calling and holy duty. After leaving the church in safe hands, Victor left on his bloody pilgrimage.

Personality: The Christian Warrior Saint is an eccentric man. He has no quarrels in hiding his beliefs, that of his God and the beliefs of himself. He's open to listening to other's problems and likes giving emotional support whenever he cans. He often preaches holy prayers in battle to inspire himself and in hopes to inspire those around him. Victor also holds a church service every Sunday within the order and runs his own chaplaincy for those who wish to come to him.

Halo - The Hyperion Incursion.

Terry slowly stirred awake to the buzzing sound of his alarm as he woke up for another day on the UNSC Aurora. As usual, the Bear started his routine with some morning exercises including push-ups, sit ups and lunges. Terry set his alarm an hour earlier than most to fit this time in. It was an effective wake-up call for him, and anything that was physical always seem to put Terry in the right frame of mind to start the day right. After that, it was time for a nice shower and suit up in the standard issue MJOLNIR undersuit that every Spartan wore when not on the battlefield. Next call of business: breakfast. A hearty one at that. A nice protein shake in a disposable carton and a big bowl of oatmeal with berries and bananas mixed in. Terry shook up his shake before helping himself to a spoonful of porridge, overhearing murmurs of some sort of Supercarrier was in proverbial town. If that meant anything, that meant more ONI.

Terry took the time to properly look around for the first time this morning. Sure enough, there was a huge surplus of the regular amount of people operating on the Aurora at this time. It was time like this that took him back to events like Reach, and the Ark. Where the whole of UNSC was being forced to pool together resources to fight back huge threats. Although, if it was something like that then at least the Spartans would've known already. After wolfing down his porridge and guzzling his shake, Terry was about to take his tray onto the trolley when an ONI agent came up to him with a datapad. "New orders, Bear. Get to the docking bay ASAP." The stranger said. Terry quickly scanned over the information before turning back and nodding. "Roger that."

Secret missions, huh? Being all quiet and hush-hush wasn't exactly Terry's style, especially on the battlefield, but if these were direct orders from ONI then it had to be at least somewhat important. Whatever this team was, seems like ONI had thought through who and what they would need to get the job done. Fine by him. Terry exited the mess-hall and made his way to the armoury to get suit up in his PATHFINDER GEN 2 armour. While you'd expect Terry to boast some more bulkier armour, the PATHFINDER is unprecedented in dangerous terrains and environments, combining both mobility and survivability. It was amazing the amount of progress the UNSC had made since Reach. Terry was new blood in terms of being a Spartan at that point. Now everything was sleek and could take a punch. It's a good reason to learn how to adapt when they can't just send as many rounds as possible to the enemies like Terry prefers. Oh well. His stealth scores have been improving in the simulations. Once he got suited and booted, Terry quickly made his way to Bay A1-33 where he was checked by two more ONI before being given clearance. With his hand nestled in his arm, the Bear grinned at the line of Spartans waiting.

"I'm Terry. People call me Bear." He greeted.

Guild of Dishonor

@KatherinWinterWould you decide that? I'm not really sure how well known a hitman who calls himself Pirate would be known by xD

Halo - The Hyperion Incursion.

Alright, I'm writing now. Quick question though, @Andromedai, is it implied that we don't know each other at all?

Something Beyond The Abyss, a Lovecraftian Horror RP.

Victor Cathmore

Name: "Father" Victor Cathmore

Sex: Male

Occupation: Ex-Pastor, self-proclaimed Warrior Saint.

Height: 5' 9"

Weight: 143 lbs

Appearance:


Eldritch Encounters:

• First encounter was a group of Ghouls in the Church Cemetery.
• Flock of Byakhee kidnapping people in a swamp.
• Multiple cults and small creatures since joining the Order.

Traits:

• Pious- Victor is a devout Christian man, bordering zealot, who believes he is doing God's work in being a part of the Order and ridding the world of these infestations of evil.
• Scars- Deep scar on the right hand side of his face has rendered his right eye partially blind. His face mask is to cover his mouth from swallowing anything unwanted, as well as hide acid burns.
• Duellist- Using his rapier, Victor learnt how to properly defend himself in a fight. It was made even more important due to the part of England he grew up in. One wrong look could end up in a rather vicious scrap. Even a holy man has to protect himself and his church.
• Crusader- He is a self proclaimed Warrior Priest.
• Studious- Enjoys reading to gain knowledge, especially religious texts and scriptures, and information to assist in goals.

Equipment:

• Silver Rapier, blessed at the Altar
• Flintlock Pistol, each bullet that is taken out into the field is dipped in holy water before being dried and stored for use.
• Metal Rosary, which can double up as a handy spike in desperate situations.
• Bible strapped underneath his jacket.
• A signet ring, engraved into top is a star made of lines that curve into a point giving the symbol a look as if it was wavering. In the middle of the start is what appears to be a branch with five offshoots, two angling off from the underside and three angling upwards from the top.

Order: Yes

Background:

• Born in 1802 in England, Durham
• Father ran the local church, it was only a matter of time before Victor would join him.
• Father dies in mugging, Victor takes over at a young age of 17.
• Two years later, Victor was told of groaning near the church. No one would go near.
• Found a group of flesh-eating monsters, later discovered they were Ghouls, one of which resembled his Father.
• Mother entered a state of shock from seeing her husband and died from heart attack.
• Victor slayed the ghouls. Scar given by his father that day.
• Found people were missing from the Parish. Followed trails.
• Discovered flock of Byakhee. Attempted to fight.
• Acid was spat on his lower face, causing burn scars.
• Was saved by a member of the Bouclier Dans Les Tenebres. After sharing each other's stories, the member asked if Victor would like to join. Victor took this as a sign from God himself and immediately took to his new calling and holy duty. After leaving the church in safe hands, Victor left on his bloody pilgrimage.

Personality: The Christian Warrior Saint is an eccentric man. He has no quarrels in hiding his beliefs, that of his God and the beliefs of himself. He's open to listening to other's problems and likes giving emotional support whenever he cans. He often preaches holy prayers in battle to inspire himself and in hopes to inspire those around him. Victor also holds a church service every Sunday within the order and runs his own chaplaincy for those who wish to come to him.

@Fallen Muse

Something Beyond The Abyss, a Lovecraftian Horror RP.

I'm in

Halo - The Hyperion Incursion.

Added mine

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Matt "Woody" Abrams

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Skills: Axe Combat
Locations: Sharpsburg, Stovall Street (B10-E11)

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What a cold snap. Matt was glad he didn't have to be all bundled up now. As he was walking down the street, Woody had his plaid shirt wrapped around his waist. The red and black sleeves were knotted at his front to keep it secure. He kept a tight grip on his bloodied axe. With small patches of melting snow dotted around the place, it was a surefire indication that Walkers would be coming back. Matt saw this place passing by, and was looting the nearby stores when he saw a car pull in. He had gotten near to get a closer look. There was three people that had got out the car. Two woman and a man... who only had one leg? These guys must've been in trouble.

Matt tried to keep his distance as he stalked them through town. If they ran into too much trouble, he'd be able to rush in and help out. As Matt looked across the courtyard, it came to his mind that they still might need help. Hell, maybe Matt was the one that needed help. These were the first guys in a long time that he's seen that didn't seem like they were looking for a fight. He saw the antique store on the other side, and between him was a Walker who was banging against the window of the Toodles. Matt's grip tightened. He crept closer, until his target was just a few feet away. He gave a short whistle, just loud enough to get the attention of the Zombie. It groaned and slowly turned, and as it noticed potential food looking across at it, Matt swung his axe, the sharp edge burying deep into the rotten brains of the Walker.

Blood and viscera splattered against the window of the Child's Boutique. With a shove, the Lumberjack managed to get his trusty axe unstuck. As the body slumped to the floor, Matt looked back to where he was planning on going. He saw one of the girls from before, the one wielding the baseball bat, and a new guy wearing a flatcap of some sort. He walked over, waiting on the other side of Main Street. He put his axe on the ground infront of him and put his hands up in preparation before calling out to the two strangers.

"Hey!" Matt called out from the other side of the road. "You guys alright? I'm coming as a friend." He added, wanting to make his intentions known.