Kazemitsu

[Resident Evil]: ESCAPE FROM RACCOON CITY

Why less max hp for heavier weapons? D: I tend to be heavy veapons guy. (Yes quoting team fortress >.> )

Mass Effect: Andromeda

Kaze gave the human a cheeky grin when she mentioned Nexus. Well a grin for him, a baring of teeth for her. "They didn't send me in an official sense." He stated, meaning he came here on his own without anyone really knowing except if they watched security footage. She mentioned weapons and being impressed with what he had done with the smaller trees of the area. "I've seen the hammers, not nearly large enough nor heavy enough. It'd feel like swinging a twig around which would lead to hyper extensions." He said before tilting his head slightly. "Lets see the sword, otherwise it'll be bare handed again." He continued.

Bare handed him was frightening enough, now the people were planning on arming him. Of course he could just take the gun off one of the ships and just lug that around. But they'd probably frown on that. He'd follow Cora to where the weapons were to give an inspection. It never hurt to see what they had and how it felt in the hand.

[Resident Evil]: ESCAPE FROM RACCOON CITY

I can't remember which one was which x.x but yeah played and beat the one with Sheva

[Resident Evil]: ESCAPE FROM RACCOON CITY

I've played...pretty much all of the RE games. I've only ever beaten...6? The one in africa? (I punched a rock! Grrr! lmao) And I beat one where you got to pick umbrella soldiers...I was mainly the stealthy guy...

[Resident Evil]: ESCAPE FROM RACCOON CITY

Well since my questions were answered in the interest I'll post up a character o.o

Bigby

Name: Bigby
Age: 28
Gender: Male

Appearance

Appearance
Height: 6'4
Weight: 286lb
Bigby is a big guy, pretty well muscled given his profession. His arms are pretty scarred up with a hint of a tattoo showing beneath his sleeves. His brown hair is of a medium length and held back by leather skullcap. Most of his face is hidden behind a big beard, long enough that he actually braided it. He's always seen in a gray t-shirt, black cargo pants, and black steel mill boots. Sometimes he'll have fingerless gloves on.

Occupation: Blacksmith
Sanctuary: Jacks's Bar
Preferred weapon choice: Bludgeons
HP: XX/XX
How did your character get stuck in Raccoon City:
Bigby lives in Raccoon City, on the outskirts of it anyway. His profession of choice wouldn't exactly thrive in the inner-city anyway. But he got stuck in the city when he went in to get some shopping for materials. His pick-up truck had been hit and the frame completely snapped behind the cab. So instead of walking aimlessly he started for his favorite bar.

Bigby's Iventory

Slot 1: empty
Slot 2: empty
Slot 3: empty
Memento: Leather necklace with a shard of metal. Has the nordic rune for strength on the shard.

[RESIDENT EVIL]: Escape From Raccoon City (Zombie/Post-Apocalyptic RP)

It's interesting...but the time limit kind of sets me back since from my experience on this site. People post ungodly slow!!! (Most rp's I'm in it's like every 4-6 days before someone actually posts) Otherwise...I'm curious about weapons. Is it just guns and the knife or can we potentially use other weapons?

Mass Effect: Andromeda

Kaze simply raised an eyebrow when the human pathfinder started to talk to him. She got right to business, but that was a preferred trait honestly. "Your language isn't hard to pick up, but I'm surprised your leaders didn't tell you I was coming here. I just came from your main ship...base, whatever you lot call it." He rumbled out before turning his slightly glowing eyes to Cora. Ryder went off to talk to the mercenary while Kaze moved closer to the pale haired second in command.

"So what have you got?" He questioned while crouching down a bit so he was closer to eye level with Cora. Given the scars on his body and armor he was clearly a warrior and was expecting a map of some sort with battle plans or evacuation plans. Maybe some potential target areas needing to be wrecked. Oddly though he was completely unarmed, not a gun or weapon in sight on his bloodstained self.

Blue Fog - A Survival and Society Building Game

Rafael

Rafael watched the plague doctor dive into the pile of scrolls. That got a kind of low chuckle from the anomaly. Going over he looked over the scrolls, they were kind of small, probably because the woman couldn't list every single detail since they were all virtually unknown to her. So reaching in he snagged the largest since he displayed the most 'weaponry' and characteristics. Lo and behold it was his scroll. Which promptly vanished into his hand with a dull crunch. The heavily clothed magi was helping the lizardman with his shelter. Whatever they can have all kinds of fun with their dirt.

Finally things seemed to be getting underway. He followed along beside Mable with his hands claps behind his head. They entered the cave and the voice from before popped up, except it was supposedly a recording. "Most recordings don't actually say they're a recording unless the message is on repeat." He called out, his tone dull. He felt like they were actually in a game and the game master was just being childish and trying to mess with them. It worked on Mable but it really didn't work with the mutated being.

Robots appeared which seemed to liven Rafael up a bit. "Feels like home now." He said with a laugh before peeling off to the right. Bobbing and weaving between the plasma fire as if he had done this before. As he moved he counted how many shots were fired before they stopped. Three seconds, more than enough time.

If anyone was looking at him they'd see his arms bulge briefly before two large eggs were released from his palms. They grew large before splitting in a wash of green sludge to reveal two of the scariest looking canine-like creatures the group had probably ever seen. "Go, circle around." He mumbled to his 'pets. The plasma fire kicked up again, but he was on the other side of the wall to the room the robot was camped in.

Rafael's whole arm changed this time, not just his hands. It became long, his fingers three great claws, and spines jutted out along the length. When the shots ceased his arm literally whipped around the corner and grabbed the robot by its head before dragging it back and hurling the mechanical being into the wall closest to the group. Meanwhile his creatures had circled around the right side of the room and the T shaped wall. They were coming up on the 'leader droid'. One was charging along the ground the other was clinging to the ceiling and moving a little less swift.

Mass Effect: Andromeda

Kaze had thoroughly enjoyed himself during the hours of combat. The way he fought was a mixture of acrobatic finesse and pure brutal strength. The bestial man hadn't fired a single shot but his attacks were just as devastating, if not more so. No one else had used trees or boulders to crush and pulverize the enemy units into a bloody paste. Whenever his shields got low he either used the dead bodies as a shield or nature itself before resuming his attacks.

Just the sheer brutality he showed was enough to make some of the enemy to break and desert the fight. He also showed no signs of tiring as he mowed through whatever was set in front of him. His color was quick to change from black to the color of the aliens blood. Seventeen hours of combative fun! It had been a while since the giant got to cut loose and just slaughter. But the enemy aliens finally receded, either a full retreat or just falling back to regroup.

The other aliens, the one he was sent to check out, convened. Their leaders were talking to each other. "You lot look tired." He said while approaching the group. Their soldiers weren't exactly happy he was there, an unknown giant covered in blood and displaying terrifying amounts of strength. He looked down at them with dully glowing crimson eyes while flicking a piece of alien...something off his chest. "Got a plan? Or are you just going to bicker and question?" He asked, he had noticed these species talked quite a bit. Understandable in combat, you didn't want surprises and communication was key. But maybe they knew something he didn't? He had honestly never interrogated anything, always having the sense of smell to locate where the enemy came from or who specifically did something.

Blue Fog - A Survival and Society Building Game

Rafael

Rafael watched the group for a moment as they bombarded the poor drider with questions, the plague doctor seemed to be calming thanks to his words, and the reptile was digging. Shaking his head he stood up from the grass and "cracked" his back. He didn't have vertebrae so the gesture was more habit than anything. Now suddenly there were scrolls everywhere, the spider girls gift going bonkers. "If you happen to find mine, try not to look at it. You wouldn't understand regardless of your technological level." He said, his genetic make-up alone would have filled an uncountable number libraries.

The reptile questioned about supplies. "Nope, I can only destroy and 'make' creatures. At a cost." He said while idly shifting his hands into those monstrous claws from before. Then they were back to wiggling fingers with slight points instead of fingernails. "Now can we take a little adventure back in there already? As interesting as grass is We'd like to actually do something with our indiscernible amount of time left." He said, his tone dull with boredom. The team meeting hadn't exactly accomplished a whole lot.