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Heyo sorry it takes me awhile to post I'm working g14 hour days in 100+ degree weather
I'll put up a list of accepted tomorrow. Also ghosti was re-reading your sheet. As royal protector youre pretty much next to the patriarch 24/7 so you couldn't really be in rbuc
Full Name: Richard Godfrey
Alias: The Bull
Race: Werewolf
Age: 230
Description: In human form, he stands at 6'5, weighs in at 230lbs. His body was honed and strong from years of hard labor before he was turned. He had short black hair slicked back, with a scruffy beard. He has brown eyes and bushy eyebrows.
Colony/Pack: Godfrey
Colony/Pack Rank: Gamma
RBUC rank: Investigator First Class
History: Born into a life of poverty he worked tirelessly to earn his spot in the pack. And then he fought his way to the top. Though he fell just short at gamma. He's seen this as his biggest failure. He joined the RBUC, as a representative of his pack. He's often seen as the bull because of his stubbornness.
Weapons: Often has an Enfield Revolver loaded with wooden bullets.
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Full Name:Charles V. Loots
Alias: Harbinger of Death
Race: Human
Age: 47
Description: A man of average height he wears grey slacks, a white shirt, grey vest, and a grey over coat. He usually wears a small top hat. He has brown hair, that's is filled with grey. He is usually clean shaven.
Colony/Pack:N/A
Colony/Pack Rank: N/A
RBUC rank: Captain
History: Almost born into the supernatural world his parents had been a blood servent and a prospect that ended up eloping. He was raised around vampires and wolves, often time seeing both as relatives. But as time passed the ties grew distant. He joined the RBUC, and began to work on his career. He was brutally efficient with everything he did showing a great talent for such work. Though during several riots he took a shoot first ask questions later. Which began to earn him his current nickname. Though what really bestowed such a monicker was when he single handedly killed a group of seven supernatural that were attempting to assassinate the queen.
Weapons: Proto type Webly revolver, and a martin-henry Enfield rifle.
Alias: The Bull
Race: Werewolf
Age: 230
Description: In human form, he stands at 6'5, weighs in at 230lbs. His body was honed and strong from years of hard labor before he was turned. He had short black hair slicked back, with a scruffy beard. He has brown eyes and bushy eyebrows.
Colony/Pack: Godfrey
Colony/Pack Rank: Gamma
RBUC rank: Investigator First Class
History: Born into a life of poverty he worked tirelessly to earn his spot in the pack. And then he fought his way to the top. Though he fell just short at gamma. He's seen this as his biggest failure. He joined the RBUC, as a representative of his pack. He's often seen as the bull because of his stubbornness.
Weapons: Often has an Enfield Revolver loaded with wooden bullets.
Other
Full Name:Charles V. Loots
Alias: Harbinger of Death
Race: Human
Age: 47
Description: A man of average height he wears grey slacks, a white shirt, grey vest, and a grey over coat. He usually wears a small top hat. He has brown hair, that's is filled with grey. He is usually clean shaven.
Colony/Pack:N/A
Colony/Pack Rank: N/A
RBUC rank: Captain
History: Almost born into the supernatural world his parents had been a blood servent and a prospect that ended up eloping. He was raised around vampires and wolves, often time seeing both as relatives. But as time passed the ties grew distant. He joined the RBUC, and began to work on his career. He was brutally efficient with everything he did showing a great talent for such work. Though during several riots he took a shoot first ask questions later. Which began to earn him his current nickname. Though what really bestowed such a monicker was when he single handedly killed a group of seven supernatural that were attempting to assassinate the queen.
Weapons: Proto type Webly revolver, and a martin-henry Enfield rifle.
SID
The events that had unfolded elsewhere caused him to rethink his position. He used a powerful leg to kick down the grate he had installed to hide him. He lept down wards, his optics locked onto the girl. Hydraulic lock in 1 hour, its getting too close. He needed repairs. He moved across the terrain in a slight crouch his weapon drawn. The building rumbled. It was coming down soon. A child darted from one wall to the other disappearing with only a few numbers trailing down. It was odd, the child looked like danny. He had his weapon drawn upon the female who had entered. His audio sensors were picking up the choas down the cooridors. They were moving closer, moving down the passage way. "BigBrother, I require an immediate evac things have changed we'll watch from the sky." as he drew closer he straoghtend slightly stopping just short of her position. "Halt citizen, you are to cease and desist " he was moments away from dropping her. Before she could answer a bullet wized by he switched targets and fired into the now frenzied mob. They were wild trying to escape, and get out of the building. He continuously fired, aiming for their center mass.
Desert waste
Alphonse groaned and rolled over, there were rythmic thumps, echoing from the walls, soft gentle moans of a woman. He hated these mornings. He sighed and sat up moving to the door. Thomas was too experiencing such a thing. He rolled out seeing his wing man slowly they made their way to the galley. It was their shift, to take watch, they were looking for other pirates,bandits, and the law. Though they occasionally scanned emergency frequencies for easy pickings. And on such morning they heard one such frequency. It was a downed sand ship, called the combat wombat. Thomas chuckled at the name and began. To adjust their speed and altitude, the ship lightly banking to the side as they made their descent.
The events that had unfolded elsewhere caused him to rethink his position. He used a powerful leg to kick down the grate he had installed to hide him. He lept down wards, his optics locked onto the girl. Hydraulic lock in 1 hour, its getting too close. He needed repairs. He moved across the terrain in a slight crouch his weapon drawn. The building rumbled. It was coming down soon. A child darted from one wall to the other disappearing with only a few numbers trailing down. It was odd, the child looked like danny. He had his weapon drawn upon the female who had entered. His audio sensors were picking up the choas down the cooridors. They were moving closer, moving down the passage way. "BigBrother, I require an immediate evac things have changed we'll watch from the sky." as he drew closer he straoghtend slightly stopping just short of her position. "Halt citizen, you are to cease and desist " he was moments away from dropping her. Before she could answer a bullet wized by he switched targets and fired into the now frenzied mob. They were wild trying to escape, and get out of the building. He continuously fired, aiming for their center mass.
Desert waste
Alphonse groaned and rolled over, there were rythmic thumps, echoing from the walls, soft gentle moans of a woman. He hated these mornings. He sighed and sat up moving to the door. Thomas was too experiencing such a thing. He rolled out seeing his wing man slowly they made their way to the galley. It was their shift, to take watch, they were looking for other pirates,bandits, and the law. Though they occasionally scanned emergency frequencies for easy pickings. And on such morning they heard one such frequency. It was a downed sand ship, called the combat wombat. Thomas chuckled at the name and began. To adjust their speed and altitude, the ship lightly banking to the side as they made their descent.
Yep when ever armed gets a sheet up were good. I'm going to make two more characters.
Also there maybe some Dracula characters in other countries I haven't quite put out how they're doing.
Dracula is a story in this universe. Vampires can't shape shift, that's a Wolfy thing. And for now the patriarchs are NPCs. But I haven't decided whether if you're in the clan you can control them or I will be doing g the primary controlling
Sorry I'm swamped :(
Haha, I know we need some sort of werewolfybtyoe to join.
Vorhut light class cruiser
The ship that lay at rest before them broadcast a single message while arming itself. It was impossible to disect what was being said and derive any actual meaning. Being robotics it was hard for them to read into things. The crew waited for what seemed like ages as the captain sat motionless. Its processor crunching for an unusal amount of time, it ran many scenarios in its cranial some more favorable than others. Finally transmitting back to the unknown vessel, they broadcasted on the same frequency their initial Message was in. Although to them it would garbled and scratchy, very synthetic in nature. "Any further advances will result in militaristic action. Research exfollowing only." They waited in tense silence afterwards hopefully something would come across. " I want some one to start analizing their language maybe we can get a rough translation.
The research ship by now had turned and ignited its main thrusters and began to just forward. Their ESDD was ready to set off, they waited for the link to connect between the two and so. Were shooting forwards, their coordinates were home. After their long, yet quick journey they were in their own system. Immediatly they set off their emergency beacon. This would draw any local fleet. And it did. A Goliath Class ship, and several destroyer's made their way over, being the closest ones at hand. They had been pratricipating in wargames to sharpen their skills. With a quick relaying of information a mock plan at been put together. They radioed Maw for an answer. All was silent for mere moments before the greenlight was given. Two more ships appeared, another Light Class stealth ship, and an aviator class carrier. The entire second fleet and mobilized in a matter of minutes though it was far two slow for their liking they couldn't change mobilization programming yet. The first several destroyer's warped through before The Goliath class rolled through its massive form dwarfing all other ships. It had honestly been a matter of luck that Research027 had materialized when it did. Second fleet was in port for some drilling.
Soon the ships cameing pouring into the Unknown space, following the given coordinates from 027. They came too the stand off and began to form a Barrier of ships a large three d wall like shape. Over 15 ships in all.
The captain of Vorhut stood seeing the arrival of more ships. He feared that this new species might see this as a threat and immediately broke radio silence with their own people "Do not engage I have it under control, we are in current talks Now. Communication is difficult at best. Stranded team on planet surface." He marched from his chair shouting out an order "Get ready the remaining transport vessel I want two more gunships following us, and give me ten marines. " After several minutes he had made his way to the small hanger there stood five on each side of the ramp waiting for the captains orders "Its time to move"
The ship that lay at rest before them broadcast a single message while arming itself. It was impossible to disect what was being said and derive any actual meaning. Being robotics it was hard for them to read into things. The crew waited for what seemed like ages as the captain sat motionless. Its processor crunching for an unusal amount of time, it ran many scenarios in its cranial some more favorable than others. Finally transmitting back to the unknown vessel, they broadcasted on the same frequency their initial Message was in. Although to them it would garbled and scratchy, very synthetic in nature. "Any further advances will result in militaristic action. Research exfollowing only." They waited in tense silence afterwards hopefully something would come across. " I want some one to start analizing their language maybe we can get a rough translation.
The research ship by now had turned and ignited its main thrusters and began to just forward. Their ESDD was ready to set off, they waited for the link to connect between the two and so. Were shooting forwards, their coordinates were home. After their long, yet quick journey they were in their own system. Immediatly they set off their emergency beacon. This would draw any local fleet. And it did. A Goliath Class ship, and several destroyer's made their way over, being the closest ones at hand. They had been pratricipating in wargames to sharpen their skills. With a quick relaying of information a mock plan at been put together. They radioed Maw for an answer. All was silent for mere moments before the greenlight was given. Two more ships appeared, another Light Class stealth ship, and an aviator class carrier. The entire second fleet and mobilized in a matter of minutes though it was far two slow for their liking they couldn't change mobilization programming yet. The first several destroyer's warped through before The Goliath class rolled through its massive form dwarfing all other ships. It had honestly been a matter of luck that Research027 had materialized when it did. Second fleet was in port for some drilling.
Soon the ships cameing pouring into the Unknown space, following the given coordinates from 027. They came too the stand off and began to form a Barrier of ships a large three d wall like shape. Over 15 ships in all.
The captain of Vorhut stood seeing the arrival of more ships. He feared that this new species might see this as a threat and immediately broke radio silence with their own people "Do not engage I have it under control, we are in current talks Now. Communication is difficult at best. Stranded team on planet surface." He marched from his chair shouting out an order "Get ready the remaining transport vessel I want two more gunships following us, and give me ten marines. " After several minutes he had made his way to the small hanger there stood five on each side of the ramp waiting for the captains orders "Its time to move"
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