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Posted a Game Master Guide in the Guides section. If you need help with GMing, refer to it for some handy advice. If you don't need help, then don't read it.
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Posted a Game Master Guide in the Guides section. If you need help with GMing, refer to it for some handy advice. If you don't need help, then don't read it.
9 yrs ago
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When you see that you no longer owe anymore posts and have nothing to write *insanity ensues* Aaaaah!HSkjhaksjhdjf
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Bio
Hello all. I am an experienced writer who is writing my own fiction stories on the side. I can role play any genre. What I love most is being able to go-all-out when weaving tales with other writers. It just makes the story more interesting, so I can't wait to write with you. :)
Mayor:Mr. Tim Buckets City Motto: "Welcome to the Great Place!" City Bird: Pigeon City Baseball Team: Lakewood Pigeons City Basketball Team: Lakewood Pigeons City Soccer Team: Lakewood...Pigeons... City Hockey Team: Lakewood Ice Pigeons Famous City Food: The Lakewood Colossal Burger - The Burger of Champions! Currency: Technos
Notable Locations
Mr. Gar's Hero Supply & Bodega
The mall is the number 1 hero supply store and in fact, the ONLY hero supply store in the world for there aren't too many men and women in this world who would come up with such a brilliant idea. Mr. Gar is the level 11 bad-ass who runs this store, hiring mostly high schoolers to give them a chance to actually learn how to earn money than how to live in their mother's basement until 35! Mr. Gar is a legendary hero who is kind and very assertive when it comes to work. "GET BACK TO WORK!" is one of his most favorite and common phrases.
Nevermore Manufacturers
This mall is a rival shopping center. It is a villain supply store, the only villain supply store in the entire world. Mr. Poe competes with Mr. Gar's and he's always concocting evil plots to sabotage the hero's operations. Mr. Poe is a brilliant level -10 scientist who likes to create employees, ie. villains and death robots who he will send on missions to destroy Lakewood Plaza. What Mr. Poe doesn't have in physical strength, he has in intelligence.
Other Locations
Lakewood Residential - this is where most of the characters live - good or bad. You may even be neighbors.
Lakewood Bus Stop - this is where potential action can happen. A lot of things can happen when you're waiting for the bus, minding your own business. I mean, things like random ninja attacks, death robots, fighting other villains who want to sabotage your chance to get to school on time. What that's not normal?
Lakewood High - this is the school where all the characters in this game attend except for those characters obviously too old to attend.
Starting Calendar: September 2017
Playable Days: 1st through the 14th
GM Event: September 1st through September 2nd
IC Rules
1. Consistency. I am allowing you guys to select a day that you guys want to have plot events specifically for your characters and others. However, you have to make sure that the date AND time you are holding the event doesn't conflict with another date or time you are having another plot. If your character is out fishing when the GM is dropping a GM event on the same day at the same time, then oh well. Your character will not be there. 2. Villains. If the villain is named, then I will be the only one (the GM) allowed to control him/her/it. I will not allow other characters to control villains unless they go to my PM box and run the plot by me first. Do not expect at the start of the game to get to control you own villain. I do not want 10 villain plots all running on different days at the same time because it can overwhelm our players, especially those with busy schedules so we'll have these events in moderation. 3. Minions. Players are allowed control of minions. These are just villains who allow you to flavor up your post. For our villain characters, you can fight some small-time heroes. We'll call them "Peons." Whatever amuses you. 4. Bright Font Colors/Dark Font Colors. Avoid these. We want to be able to read your posts without adjusting the settings on our screens. If I see it, I'm going to tell you to change the font or ban colors from this game all together. 5. Picture Sizes. Shrink down those damn pics. There is no reason why your pic should take up the entire screen. I WILL tell you to get rid of it. 6. Interact. You can't be socially awkward on the internet, especially not in a role playing game where the purpose is to interact with others. So please interact it will make this game more entertaining for you, I promise.
Tag
Use this code as a guidance for what the header of each of your posts should have.
[b]Name:[/b] Your character's name. [b]Alias:[/b] If you gave your character a hero or villain name. [b]Level:[/b] What level is your character? [b]Date/Time:[/b] [b]Location:[/b] Where exactly are they currently in the post? [b]Tag:[/b] You place the mentions here. Who is your character directly talking and interacting with. [b]Mention:[/b] Who is your character talking about or thinking about.
Mayor:Mr. Tim Buckets City Motto: "Welcome to the Great Place!" City Bird: Pigeon City Baseball Team: Lakewood Pigeons City Basketball Team: Lakewood Pigeons City Soccer Team: Lakewood...Pigeons... City Hockey Team: Lakewood Ice Pigeons Famous City Food: The Lakewood Colossal Burger - The Burger of Champions!
Notable Locations
Mr. Gar's Hero Supply & Bodega
The mall is the number 1 hero supply store and in fact, the ONLY hero supply store in the world for there aren't too many men and women in this world who would come up with such a brilliant idea. Mr. Gar is the level 11 bad-ass who runs this store, hiring mostly high schoolers to give them a chance to actually learn how to earn money than how to live in their mother's basement until 35! Mr. Gar is a legendary hero who is kind and very assertive when it comes to work. "GET BACK TO WORK!" is one of his most favorite and common phrases.
Nevermore Manufacturers
This mall is a rival shopping center. It is a villain supply store, the only villain supply store in the entire world. Mr. Poe competes with Mr. Gar's and he's always concocting evil plots to sabotage the hero's operations. Mr. Poe is a brilliant level -10 scientist who likes to create employees, ie. villains and death robots who he will send on missions to destroy Lakewood Plaza. What Mr. Poe doesn't have in physical strength, he has in intelligence.
Other Locations
Lakewood Residential - this is where most of the characters live - good or bad. You may even be neighbors.
Lakewood Bus Stop - this is where potential action can happen. A lot of things can happen when you're waiting for the bus, minding your own business. I mean, things like random ninja attacks, death robots, fighting other villains who want to sabotage your chance to get to school on time. What that's not normal?
Lakewood High - this is the school where all the characters in this game attend except for those characters obviously too old to attend.
Starting Calendar: September 2017
Playable Days: 1st through the 14th
IC Rules
1. Consistency. I am allowing you guys to select a day that you guys want to have plot events specifically for your characters and others. However, you have to make sure that the date AND time you are holding the event doesn't conflict with another date or time you are having another plot. If your character is out fishing when the GM is dropping a GM event on the same day at the same time, then oh well. Your character will not be there. 2. Villains. If the villain is named, then I will be the only one (the GM) allowed to control him/her/it. I will not allow other characters to control villains unless they go to my PM box and run the plot by me first. Do not expect at the start of the game to get to control you own villain. I do not want 10 villain plots all running on different days at the same time because it can overwhelm our players, especially those with busy schedules so we'll have these events in moderation. 3. Minions. Players are allowed control of minions. These are just villains who allow you to flavor up your post. For our villain characters, you can fight some small-time heroes. We'll call them "Peons." Whatever amuses you. 4. Bright Font Colors/Dark Font Colors. Avoid these. We want to be able to read your posts without adjusting the settings on our screens. If I see it, I'm going to tell you to change the font or ban colors from this game all together. 5. Picture Sizes. Shrink down those damn pics. There is no reason why your pic should take up the entire screen. I WILL tell you to get rid of it. 6. Interact. You can't be socially awkward on the internet, especially not in a role playing game where the purpose is to interact with others. So please interact it will make this game more entertaining for you, I promise.
Tag
Use this code as a guidance for what the header of each of your posts should have.
[b]Name:[/b] Your character's name. [b]Alias:[/b] If you gave your character a hero or villain name. [b]Level:[/b] What level is your character? [b]Location:[/b] Where exactly are they currently in the post? [b]Tag:[/b] You place the mentions here. Who is your character directly talking and interacting with. [b]Mention:[/b] Who is your character talking about or thinking about.
@LauderShe seems more like Milia Rage from Guilty Gear. The pic sassy uses for her character lol. Welp, I got 5 CSes. It's 1am here, so I'll get the IC rolling when I wake up and ping everyone to let them know to move their CSes over and the game having started.
Location: In his apartment or what's left of it. Tag: Open
The apartment was dark but for the quiet whisper of the air conditioning. A few dull screams were heard through the walls, causing the covers of a queen-sized bed to shift. A body rolled across the bed to the right to bump into another body. An arm rose until fingers grasped the edge of the blanket and pushed it down to reveal a blonde woman whose locks were strewn across the slumbering man’s chiseled chest and then a red-head who was using his stomach as a pillow. Blindly, for the blonde was too tired to open her eyes, her hand left the blanket to first grasp the fiery head of the red-head before the blonde’s hand rose higher feeling the man’s chest up to his neck. Her hand cupped around his bristly jaw and then rested over his face before she clutched it and turned his head left and right.
“They’re too loud,” the blonde breathed sleepily into his ear. “Too loud…”
Blue eyes cracked open as the blonde’s hand melted down his face, her fingers falling off the cliff of his chin. The man stared groggily up at the ceiling, taking in the apartment room that he just remembered existed. He turned his head, his forehead centimeters from having slammed into the forehead of the blonde woman. His face was barely inches away from her own as he stared at her, trying to remember who the hell she was. Regardless, she was hot—still hot even after the effects of the whiskey wore off. He done good. His head returned up-right, and then he lifted it to peer down his chest at the red-head with furrowed brows. She was pretty too. If only he could remember what happened, he needed more liquor. The man sighed and resting his hands palms-down on the mattress, he sat up and slid his body out from under the red-head. He turned his hairy legs to the side and reached over to grab the bottle of Jack by its brown neck and brought it to his lips. There was about a swallow left that he took into his mouth, swished it around like mouthwash, and then gulped it down his throat. The bottle was returned to the lamp desk as he rose from the bed and padded over to the bathroom.
He could hear the roars and dull screams outside, which didn’t sound like a party. He paused before he entered the bathroom and walked over to his gun belt, drawing Desperado from its holster. Popping open the dial, the gunman peered at the empty slots where rounds were supposed to go and spun the dial with his hand. As the dial spun, a white feathery energy spiraled into the holes, filling them before the man jerked his gun to have the dial clap closed. The man’s face scrunched up as he felt a yawn coming on. He headed back over to the bathroom, yawning heavily as his gun-free hand went to his pale ass cheek to give it a scratch. He flicked on the bathroom light and closed the door behind him.
A loud bang sounded at the apartment door, startling the two women awake. They held the blankets against their breasts, staring like doe at the door until the big, red grunt burst through. The door shattered into splinters as a red, glowy-eyed demon trudged into the apartment. The two girls shrieked in horror and fled from the bed as the demon squealed and dove across the mattress at them. It swung claws that could shred boulders at them as the two nude babes raced over to the bathroom. In their haste to open the door, the door swung open and they tumbled inside to land in a heap before the feet of the gunman who was seated on the toilet with a sleepy look on his face.
The behemoth swam, twisted and crawled until it plopped off the bed and charged the bathroom. Screaming in horror, the women clung to the gunman’s ankles as though expecting him to do something. Lifting his pistol, the gunman stretched his arm out across the sink to his left and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the demon.
The red demon’s head snapped back with a burst of black deteriorating demon cells. Its body thumped upon the ground, dissolving into embers that blew away on an ethereal wind. Bringing the revolver back to his side, his blue eyes lowered to the women who were gawking at the disintegrating demon corpse.
“Ya mind?” he said irritably.
The women peered up at him and then slowly rose to their feet, creeping out of the bathroom and closing it behind them. In the life of a demon hunter, it was just another morning…or was it night? He didn’t know.
The toilet was clogged and the gunman had a plunger and was pumping away at the plumbing trying to clear the drain. The demons didn’t seem like they were going to stop. The girls had long left his apartment after the first invasion, and he was glad they did for if it hadn’t been the demons that would chase them out, it probably would have been the smell. The next demon that snorted, snarled, and screamed its way in to his apartment and over to the bathroom door was met with the end of the plunger. He had pulled it from the toilet and clubbing the beast right between its eyes, sent it reeling back. With Desperado, he shot the demon much like he had shot the first one, sending it bursting into oblivion. The plunger was returned to the toilet as he resumed pumping away.
With a pink showerpuff covered in body wash lather, the gunman scrubbed his neck and shoulders, washing away filth and dead skin cells. He brought the puff to his face, closing his eyes as he scrubbed it with soap. Suddenly, the wall disintegrated as a large fireball sped by to slam into the apartment building behind his. Naked and exposed to the elements and chaos of the demon-infested city, the gunman rinsed his face and turned in the tub to face the city, watching people running around, burning cars crashing into walls, and demons galloping through the streets.
Scowling as his black hair became matted with the water that gushed over it, Wilson grumbled, “Ah hate this damn city…”
The game has begun. Looking for more fighters. Be warned that this is a casual-advanced game (leaning toward advanced). Therefore the CS...is advanced. I've had some prospective players have trouble filling it out because they weren't used to an advanced CS. Either way, if you're interested, check this game out. The story has begun!
The morning was busy, but most of the busy bodies had been rushing along the main sidewalks and moving in and out of the metro like a river. Once one turned down an alley, there was no one but the sound of the air breathing between the buildings and the steps of one’s boots as they passed down the asphalt path. The man was warm inside a black bubble jacket with white faux-fur lining the hood at his neck. A white skull cap grasped his head down to his brows and dark-blue jeans rode down long legs to a black pair of rubber-soled snow boots. The man’s hands were tucked into the warm confines of his pockets. An old woman who ran one of the small shops was sweeping dust out of her shop when she saw the stranger. She straightened and stared at him with a stern expression for she immediately recognized him to not be Japanese.
The man leisurely approached the shop that read Kyoko’s Ramen House and pushed through the front door. His heavy boots thudded upon the dark wood floor as he stopped on the welcome mat to observe the rather simple place. If he was greeted, he would greet back in Japanese: Ohayou gozaimasu (Translation: Good Morning) on a low and content voice. For being a foreigner, his Japanese was pretty good. Then again, greetings were one of the most common things to say in Japan.
The gaijin walked over to sit on a stool before the wall that separated him from the kitchen. He unzipped his coat, sliding his arms from his thick, feather-stuffed sleeves, revealing the mineral-gray sweater he was wearing. The man reached up to remove his white skull cap next and stuffed it into one of his coat sleeves. Resting his forearms comfortably on the counter, brown eyes beneath half-lidded eyelids swept over the interior as he ordered: Teriyaki to tori no ramen onegaishimasu. L-saizu dessssuuu~ (Translation: Chicken ramen with teriyaki please. Large size.)
After he made his order, the man reached a hand into his jean pocket and removed a cell phone that he started poking at. If asked for his beverage, he would respond: Sencha onegaishimasu. (Translation: A very common type of green tea in Japan.) Holding up his phone, he held up his index and middle fingers in a cliché peace sign and flashed a cheesy grin before taking a few selfies.
Age: 31 Current Residence: Kyoto, Japan Birth Place: Sopron, Hungary Hometown: Sopron Gender: Male Beast: Giant Hornet Beast Mark: Mark Location: Left pectoral Registered: Yes Role: Zoanthrope Task Force Operator, European Coalition
Height: 5'10" Z-Height: 7'5" (feet to tip of antennae) Weight: 172 lbs. Z-Weight: 255 lbs. Build: Lean and athletic. Hair: Brown Eyes: Brown Basic Description:
Human: Csaba is a man with feathered brown hair, longer on top of his head than it is on the side. The sides are military-cut short, and often lead down to a five o’clock shadow. He bears a carefree expression majority of the time that can become rather stern on a second notice. His human skin is creamy in complexion with scars from knives, claws, teeth - you name it. In prison, there were no rules. His muscles are lean like a Crossfitter. As a soldier for one of many Zoanthrope Task Forces, Csaba wears: this. He doesn’t wear too heavy an armor for it makes transforming a pain in the rear (not to mention the equipment he has to replace every time).
Zoanthrope: Csaba is a giant hornet. His Zoanthrope form resembles a Guyver in appearance: reference. His chitin is dark yellow with black sections of his natural armor. His stingers exist beneath his forearms like two swords that he can retract. The length of his stingers are two-feet and nearly hidden by his fisted strikes. Csaba has five eyes total - three red and small ones between his two main large ones. His wings are five-feet long and fold down his back. When in flight, the sound of his wings rapidly beating tends to terrify his enemies.
Tattoos: N/A
Outfit: When not wearing his coalition uniform, Csaba dresses like any average human would. He wears a white wifebeater, with light-blue jeans, and old sneakers.
Most Prized Possession (Material Value): Z-Scanner - it's the device he uses to scan Zoanthropes to see if they're registered or not. It's a small device about the size of a key fob. A thin green laser shoots out of it that expands up and down the person, scanning them from the feet to the head. Most Prized Possession (Emotional Value): Memory Book - it's a day-timer, scrap book, just a small notebook with a camo-patterned cover that he uses to keep any information that he feels needs to be remembered inside because he doesn't have the best memory.
Likes: Sweet things - soda, dessert, candy, etc. He also likes meat protein (steaks, burgers, chicken, etc.). He likes being in charge of his life, and he has yet to have that opportunity. Dislikes: Secondhand smoke, ZLF and other terrorists, Neo Corp, and his military employers. Goals: Finish his duty on the task force so he can hopefully retire with his past crimes forgiven. Life's Ambition ( Single greatest goal ): Live his own life as a free man. Fears: Being sent back to death row or to work for Neo Corp.
Vernacular: Hungarian Mannerisms: Csaba is down-to-earth but because of the circumstances he currently faces with his employers, he puts his duty before himself. If ordered to kill, he will kill no matter if the person were guilty or innocent. He is selfish and thinks only about his well-being. The world is cruel. It's a reality everyone should accept. When off-duty, others may find Csaba pretty likable. If you're an unregistered Zoanthrope, there's a high chance he already knows. He can be quite a deceiver. Psychological Condition: Distrust, paranoia, pessimism, and poor memory. Superstitions: N/A, he doesn't believe in much. Morals: Neutral, leaning towards bad.
Relationships: Open Family:
Fulop Kiss - Father - Alive
Darda Kiss - Mother - Alive
Relatives:
Lilika Kiss - Younger Sister - Alive
Friends: Open Acquaintances: Open Rivals: Open
Favorite Sayings:
Back Story: Csaba was born to Fulop and Darda Kiss. At the time of his disappearance, Darda was pregnant with his sister Lilika. Csaba was five-years-old and was playing on a playground with other children when his parents didn’t notice the woman that walked off with their child. Her name was Jess de Silva. She was an agent of the Tylon Corporation and having been dressed like a kindergarten teacher, no other parents had suspected the woman. Csaba grew up in the corporation and was exposed to countless amounts of drugs and tests. The drugs messed with his memory, and he no longer remembers ever having a family. De Silva sympathized with him one day, and instead of referring to him as Experiment 4E8A (Four-Echo-Eight-Alpha), she secretly called him by his real name Csaba Kiss. “Don’t you ever forget your real name,” she had told him.
When Csaba was sixteen-years-old, there was a breakout. He didn’t know who started it or how it had happened (later he would learn about the ZLF), but Csaba was determined to be set free. He revolted against his handlers, stinging them to death. A S.W.A.T. unit swarmed the building, killing any Zoanthropes who showed hostility. They found Csaba standing in a test room of swollen and ruptured corpses, victims who had died from anaphylaxis from his stings. He was taken and imprisoned along with many disgruntled beastmen. Zoanthropes were like humans, but worse when it came to institutionalization. Their animalistic instincts came out when kept in captivity for long-term. The carnivores ate the herbivores, there were Alpha matches. Csaba was forced to fight for his life even when he thought minding his business would have protected him. It was while in prison Csaba learned to fight. It was kill or be killed for the human prison guards did nothing to break up the battles. They didn’t care if the Zoanthropes killed or harmed each other. Their job was just to keep them locked up.
It wasn’t until Csaba was twenty-three-years-old that Zoanthrope Task Force groups became a thing. Csaba was given the option to join the task force or to remain in prison for life. Of Course, Csaba joined the task force, and he has been a member ever since.
Current Story: Csaba is part of the Zoanthrope Task Force, European Coalition Group. He has earned the code name “Sting” for his lethality in combat. He was sent to Japan to assist and train one of the Asia Coalition units—and that’s not at all. He has special orders to find any members and accomplices working for the ZLF. Any unregistered Zoanthropes he finds, even if innocent, are to be captured for questioning and receive forced registration or imprisonment. Rumor has it that the Yakuza have been cooperating with the ZLF.
Fighting Style: Jeet Kune Do – Csaba does not fight traditionally with forms or stances. He developed his own form of martial arts under the oppression of the Zoanthrope prison system. While in prison, Csaba was forced to fight to survive, to not be shamed, and defend whatever dignity he had left. He fought and murdered several Zoanthropes, confronting him with various styles whose moves he’s borrowed. He wanted only the most practical moves to be implemented in his techniques, and so those martial artists trained to a specific art find his motions to be unpredictable and confusing. Csaba’s formless stance appears cocky, but he maximizes any effort and any exertion of force into either a single or multiple short and effective strikes. He strikes to break bones, dislocate limbs, and takedown opponents swiftly and effectively. He will often strike to counter another strike, striking swiftly when his opponent attempts to. For grapplers, getting Csaba on the ground is the biggest challenge. He is light on his feet and because he conserves energy with his techniques, he can go for quite the long time. He will choke opponents, gouge out their eyes, and hit them where it hurts. There were no rules in prison and similarly, he believes there are no rules when one’s life is on the line.
In Zoanthrope form, Csaba’s strikes are extremely lethal. If his fist connects with an opponent, his stinger will dart out to deliver a painful sting to his enemy along with a dose of dangerous venom. Too many stings will cause an enemy to suffer anaphylactic shock, cardiac arrest, and multiple organ failure. Csaba will snatch enemies off the ground and carry them into the air where they are helpless to gravity. He has been known to do this to merely have them fall to their deaths. On the battlefield, Csaba in his true form is a nightmare. The helicopter-like buzzing from his wings have struck fear into the bowels of many terrorists.
Bowie Knife (with cord) Source: Csaba acquired the knife when he joined the Zoanthrope Task Force. Description: Csaba’s bowie knife is a foot long, black, with a blood groove, line cutter, and serrated spine. The hilt is wrapped in a 550 cord weave and bares a lanyard hole on the pummel where he has tied a durable zip cord. The cord allows him to whip the knife at an enemy and retrieve it. It also makes for a handy choking device for when he needs to strangle someone. If an enemy ever takes a stabbing from this knife, its best he or she leave it in because ripping it out is the worst think you could do. Csaba mostly uses this knife for utility purposes or when performing stealth operations.
Switcheroo Description: Whether he starts with his left fist or right fist, or left leg or right leg, in either a jab or a kick, Csaba uses the first motion to draw his opponent’s eyes to the moving limb. His opposite fist, or leg, becomes the one delivering the punch or kick as the opponent realizes that the initial movement was a feint all too late. Weakness: If the feint is performed too much, then it becomes predictable.
Counter Kick Description: Csaba will swiftly execute a kick that just may counter an opponent’s kick, knee, or jab. The kick is a short burst of strength designed to disarm an enemy or send a shock through their appendages. Weakness: The counter requires careful timing and enough distance between he and his opponent to successfully execute.
Throat Jab Description: Csaba will lock his arm about the extended arm of his opponent, this is in the case his opponent performs a long punch. His hand will cup beneath his opponent’s elbow, pushing upwards, and putting pressure on the limb. His other fist will then proceed to jab the opponent in the throat, three consecutive times before he snaps the limb and releases him or her. Weakness: Csaba takes a risk grabbing an opponent and putting himself in close proximity for an opponent can always attempt to resist and not allow him to perform the strikes.
Rib Smash Description: Csaba catches an opponent’s fist and slams the forearm of his opposite hand rapidly against his opponent’s chest seven times. If an opponent isn’t wearing protective equipment, then their ribs could face serious harm. Weakness: Proper protective equipment (PPE) could make this move useless.
Gut Wrench Description: Csaba will harshly knock aside an opponent’s attempted jab and follow up with a swift punch to his opponent’s gut. Weakness: PPE can make this blow less effective.
Leg Sweep Description: Csaba twists and drops into a crouch, his left or his right will then swing around to violently strike his opponent’s ankles, knocking their feet out from under them. Weakness: Can be jumped over, avoided completely, or jumped on if his opponent anticipates it.
Rising Kick Description: A combo after performing Leg Sweep, Csaba follows the momentum through, performing a complete 360. As soon as his leg joins his other leg, he pushes through his feet, extending either his left or right leg, and springing in a rising kick toward his opponent’s face. Weakness: Can be avoided if anticipated, but the move is meant to catch an opponent who manages to avoid Leg Sweep, off-guard. It can be suspected the next time he performs Leg Sweep.
Block Description: Basic blocking. Weakness: If he’s wearing PPE, then this method can be effective. Otherwise, not so much.
Bob and Weave Description: A defensive move where Csaba will sacrifice his offense to bob and weave around his opponent’s strikes. Weakness: While performing Bob and Weave, Csaba is not attacking thus it could lead to him being on the defensive for a prolonged amount of time and thus prolonging a fight.
Knife Throw Description: Csaba will try to catch his opponent off-guard by throwing his bowie knife at them for a deadly stab. Weakness: It can miss and there is a cord on the end that can be cut.
Whirl Blade Description: Csaba will grab his knife by the cord and whirl it at his opponent to rapidly cut them. Weakness: With the right protective equipment, the blade could be kicked or deflected back at him.
Lethal Ambush Description: Csaba drops from above onto his opponent’s shoulders and attempts to strangle them with the cord of his knife. Weakness: If an enemy is prepared, the cord can be cut with a sharp object.
Stinger (Zoanthrope) Description: Csaba’s rapid punches have stingers hidden beneath them to inject his enemies full of venom. Weakness: With proper armor or special PPE, his stingers and venom can be avoided.
Airlift (Zoanthrope) Description: Csaba ambushes an opponent, snatching them into the air and carrying them high into the sky to drop them from a great height. Weakness: Avian Zoanthropes can survive this or a prepared Zoanthrope in their human guise.
100 Hornets (Zoantrhope – Ultimate) Description: Csaba snatches an opponent off the ground and tosses him or her into the air. As the opponent falls, Csaba catches him or her on his stingers and proceeds to rapidly jab them into the opponent’s body. After 100 consecutive hits, he drops them on the ground and drops from the sky on top of them in an explosive stomp. Weakness: Avian Zoanthropes can avoid the ultimate by flying away before they land on Csaba’s stingers. A sturdy opponent who survives the ultimate may have the advantage for Csaba reverts back to his humanoid form after the completed attack.
Hello all. I am an experienced writer who is writing my own fiction stories on the side. I can role play any genre. What I love most is being able to go-all-out when weaving tales with other writers. It just makes the story more interesting, so I can't wait to write with you. :)
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Hello all. I am an experienced writer who is writing my own fiction stories on the side. I can role play any genre. What I love most is being able to go-all-out when weaving tales with other writers. It just makes the story more interesting, so I can't wait to write with you. :)</div>
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