LordofthePies

A Bloody Mess

@Traps

Just had an evil thought.

Have you seen I Am Legend?

The dog dies. Just thought I could do the same. >n<

oof

Our Game [Searching for 01 new player]

@Kuroyomihime Going to have to drop out. Thanks for having me.

S-SWAT: Doorkicking, Demons and Drug Busts

@Lady Selune

CS

[NAME]
Ren Geovani

[CALLSIGN]
Vapor

[AGE (23-40)]
25

[GENDER]
Female

[PIC]

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PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTIC (HEIGHT, WEIGHT)
Height: 5'6''
Weight: 126 lbs

General Appearance:
A bullet scar on her right shoulder.

Psych Evaluation:
A hard-working and stubborn woman, she is difficult to move if she doesn't like the opinion and she often tries to sway people towards her ways of thinking. Ren is very calm and protective of everyone she encounters, even strangers. She takes pride in her job and gets slightly offended when someone says something bad about her line of work. She isn't always calm though. When she gets riled up, Ren becomes vicious. This is the way she is, and the way she likes it. She doesn't like people that stand being pushed around, and whether the person likes it or not, Ren will stand up for them. She believes everyone has the right to be respected, and being a push-over is throwing away that right.

History:
Ren was born in New Hampshire and never really had a reason to move. She didn't really like the place, but then again, she didn't like anywhere she was, especially since she was without her father. Her dad was the only one she really cared about. Ren's mother bailed at birth, but she couldn't blame her. Motherhood was rough. Or at least that's what she had heard.
Ren's father, James, was in the same line of business she was in now. Well, not exactly the same. He wasn't the one that dealt with the supernatural. He delt with Federal crimes. Jame's line of work took him out of state a lot, so he stuck Ren with his grandmother. Her grandmother, who she was named after, was nothing like her. Ren hated her grandmother. She was a pushover, always staying quiet no matter what happened.
Ren left her grandparents as soon as she got the chance. She was interested in her father's line of work, but when she got in, she didn't exactly get what she had hoped for. Although, it turned out because what she got was better. Dealing with inhuman monsters turned out to be what she was best at. She could thank her dad for the idea.
Ren is still relatively new to everything and still has a lot to learn, but she is willing. This is her first year and she feels like she's ready, and that's what counts.

Hushed - 90s Werewolves/Vampires

Nadia had arrived just in time. From all the excitement, she guessed that the band was going to play. She had heard a few of their songs, just enough that she could pretend she had an actual reason to be there. She had no idea why she had to come, other than the fact that their rival gang would be there. Nadia didn't want to stand surrounded by human bodies while being deafened by music, but it was good cover. That was if she didn't assume that the gangs were expecting each other.

Nadia was hungry. She looked around as she pressed herself against a nearby wall. She didn't want to get snuck up on by her rivals, and a wall was her best bet. None of these people looked appetizing. They were sweaty, loud, and drunk. Usually a perfect combination, but today she wasn't in the mood for that. She wanted quiet.

Nadia sighed, putting her full weight on the wall. Like she would get quiet in this place.

Rebellion is Our Calling, and why we rise!(closed)

@OneStoryToMany

CS

Name:
Fox Delta

Race/Faction:
Human
Ouroboros

Age:
26

Description:
Copper hair and pale skin, typical ginger.
Dirt brown eyes.
Short - 5'7"

Photo

"Class":
Fire Mage

Motivation:
Fox is trying to make up for his family sins. He wants to clear their name, even if that means not being quite clean himself. He also wants to make a name for himself.

History:
Fox's father has never been a good man. His father was abusive, a drunkard, but one Hell of a guard. That was the case anyway. Until his father was accused of murder and his name was dragged through the dirt. Throwing him in jail wasn't good enough, they had to make it so where ever his family went, they were looked down upon. Delta has spent his entire life since his father's jailing to make the family name shine again since his mother certainly wouldn't. His mother never did anything. She was a pushover, and Delta didn't want to be like her, nor did he want to be like his father. He wanted to not only clean up his family name, but he wants to make a name for himself. Fox would hate to always be known as "Gerald's Son."

Strengths:
-Strategy & Puzzle Solving (Delta was raised on puzzles and strategy games and has gained a passion for them, which has never gone away.)
-Loyal
-Resilient
-Speech
-Manipulation

Weakness:
-Paranoid (He doesn't trust anyone. Everyone is out to get him in some way or another, but he'll play along, for now.)
-Physically weak (He does not lift)
-Can't Catch (Do not throw anything to this man. He'll either dodge it or it'll hit him in the face.)
-Manipulative

What is the most important thing to know about your character?
Delta is very good at talking, and manipulation comes at a bonus. He doesn't trust you, and it's not always the smartest to trust him.

What is your character's greatest flaw?
His paranoia.

Why should your character be in a position to influence an entire country?
Delta has pretty impressive speech skills, even though it might not look that way at first. He could definitely convince others to help or hurt each other. It's a very good skill to have, especially in a position of power, that way he can get what his people need or want.

Writing Example:
(Interaction)
Fox thought she looked pretty. No, more than pretty, she was beautiful. Beautiful in the sense that if she touched you, your skin would tingle. When she talked, your mind went numb. Fox thought for a moment he was in love, but then realized it was just a trick. She could easily be used against him if Delta let her. But those lips...
Fox shook his head. He couldn't afford to be distracted, let alone by someone who could easily get him to spill his guts. He had things to do, places to be.
But there was something about her. He couldn't look away. Her hazel eyes trapped him like a fly in honey. She was sweet, but deadly. Delta didn't want to drown in her. He had to say hello.
Fox realized he had awkwardly been standing there as he admired Elizabeth. After he realized that, the world came back into focus. He could finally hear what she was saying.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Better than that," Fox mumbled to himself before removing himself from the conversation. He would not get stuck in her honey trap, as tempting as it was.

"Hey!" Elizabeth ran up to him and put a hand on his shoulder. Fox immediately froze. That did it. He was stuck. He never wanted her to let go. She turned Fox to face her.

"You never answered my question."

"What?"

(Combat)
Fox knew exactly how he got into this situation. He shouldn't have said yes to Elizabeth, he should've known that she would get him in some sort of trouble. This wasn't the first time he had been charmed into a deadly situation, and by his guess, it wouldn't be the last. Delta hated that his will compared to clay after he was touched by a pretty girl.
Delta stood at the top of a tour, exactly where Elizabeth had told him to wait. She said she needed him for something. Something that wasn't exactly the safest. She was right in that sense. Fox stood on the roof of a tower, being shot at by archers. He wouldn't call that a riskless job.
An arrow whizzed past his head, close enough that Delta could hear it. He had wanted to be peaceful and let Elizabeth do her job. If he didn't kill someone, there would be fewer negative ramifications on his end. Alas, it was too late now. He had been fired upon. It was only fair he did the same. (6 Archers)
Delta conjured a fireball and threw it at the nearest discernible target. (Rolls dice. 14.)
The fireball hit the wall next to the archer. The fire attached itself to the wall, burning furiously. That archer now couldn't see. That was good enough in Fox's book.
He spotted another archer, this one farther away. He sent out a firebolt, a smaller and agiler version of the fireball, towards the archer. (Rolls dice. 3.) Fox didn't expect to hit, but he did think he could at least get it close. The firebolt went far left, missing completely. The fire he just threw couldn't hit the broad side of a barn. It was pathetic.

S-SWAT: Doorkicking, Demons and Drug Busts

I apologize for just showing up now. I'm here though, ready to rock and roll.

I'll work on my history later.

CS WIP

[NAME]
Ren Geovani

[CALLSIGN]
Vapor

[AGE (23-40)]
25

[GENDER]
Female

[PIC]

[+]

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTIC (HEIGHT, WEIGHT)
Height: 5'6''
Weight: 126 lbs

General Appearance:
A bullet scar on her right shoulder.

Psych Evaluation:
Personality. What makes your trooper tick underneath the hood?

History: WIP

How did your trooper end up working in New Hampshire of all places? What’s their family like? Got any partners?

Magic RP (Open to new players)

"That I can, Your Highness," Nori held her cards in her hands as she addressed the Prince.

She had removed them from her satchel before she came in the room. They gave her something to fiddle with instead of her robes. Her bag had some other things inside, but none of it was needed for the actual reading. The rest was purely for show, but she wasn't interested in making it look real, she was interested in the results. Norix stood tall. She was actually in front of the Prince, she had to make a good impression. Hopefully, she wouldn't mess this up.

@bloonewb@Aristocles

Rebellion is our calling!!

I'm here! A little late but I'm still here!

I was wondering if I should make a character now or later. I definitely want to be part of Ouroborus, but I don't quite now how I'd go about it. I'll think of some things c:

@OneStoryToMany

The Patron Saints || A Unique Superhero RP

..Os Anjo's? Aro rolled the name around in her mind. It sounded familiar. And dangerous. She couldn't remember for the life of her, but she knew that this man was bad news. Aro hugged the cat, whom she dubbed Charles, closer to her chest in case it sensed her discomfort and tried to bolt. That was something Aro should do. Get out of here. Her night was going fine until she met this woman. Either that or it was the cat, but she always thought bad luck coming from black colored cats was silly. Maybe it was silly of her to blame it on the woman. It sounded like she was eager to help Aro, this man, on the other hand, seemed to have something up his sleeve. Maybe it was a knife, maybe a trick, maybe it was just his arm. There was something there for it, and Aro wasn't ready for it.

Aro wasn't sure she should admit to the stranger that she was lost. They might take advantage of it. Then again, now that she thought about it, she shouldn't have even talked to the girl. Both of them could easily be killers, it didn't matter if one of them felt less dangerous than the other. She put herself in prime position to run. She suddenly felt like she was in danger. She had to go. Although, like a dog, you couldn't run from a man. They'd pursue, and most likely attack. Instead, she went for the next option. The option to make it seem like she wasn't a threat. If they made a move, she'd slash and dash.

"I was, uh, looking for a pair of scissors. Although, I can't quite seem to find my way around. Do you, uh, know where I could maybe find some?"

@Enalais@Kaesus

A Truly "Gifted" Life (Ignore post count)

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Full Name:
Ren N. Geovani

Nicknames/Aliases:
None

Age:
27

Gender:
Female

Gift:
The Ability to Become A Person or an Animal With a Touch (They can touch someone or something and gain everything about them. She is that person on a cellular point and has everything about them, except their memories. Although, since she doesn't have memories, any gifts she gains are completely new to her, making the gifts unpredictable or dangerous, but they're mostly useless.)

Loyalty:
Ashlander

Description:
Ren has nearly flawless skin, with the exception of a scar that is in the skin right above her heart. She got it when someone tried to kill her but didn't do a very good job. She often wears her favorite age worn leather jacket and a pair of black pants to match. She also usually wears a red shirt, whether it's a tank, blouse, or tee.
She stands at about 5'9" with a feminine figure. She's muscular, mostly in thanks to her good luck with genetics.

Personality:
A hard-working and stubborn woman, she is difficult to move if she doesn't like the opinion and she often tries to sway people towards her ways of thinking. Ren is very calm and protective of everyone she encounters, even strangers. She takes pride in whatever she does, whether that's butchering an animal or stitching up a pair of pants.


Skills:
Lying
Photographic Memory
Good with knives
Good people skills

Weaknesses:
Is easily angered
Doesn't really think ahead
Will do anything to get revenge
Possessive of people

Brief History:
The first years of her life, like the majority of creatures, was based around learning. Ren had the basics down first, then came finding purpose. She wanders the Ashlands, since she was born there. She never really had a chance at simply living in a town (She was born in a small unnamed Oasis), but she didn't mind. Ren wanted to find her purpose, and for now, she figures it's buried deep in ash. The life of someone in town never seemed like her kind of thing. They were loud and crowded, full of people that lived to impress and died of jealousy.
Ren's powers first started dropping when she hit puberty, but only manifesting in small amounts. She could change her skin tone, her hair color, even her eyes. She practiced every day until she was finally able to transform herself completely. After she could go as far as change her bone structure and organs, she realized she could steal people's complete identity instead of mimicking it. It was an accidental discovery that Ren found after hugging her mother and accidentally turning into her, memories and health problems included.
Ren had loving parents, even though they stayed away from people as much as they could. She was born and raised in an Oasis, only leaving to get supplies from a nearby settlement. Ren's job was to go out and get the supplies, since no one knew who she was, especially since she could change her experience at will. One day, she was sent out to get supplies. She came back to an empty home. Everyone and everything was gone. It was like they packed up and left, completely forgetting her. Currently, she's still searching for her parents. Ren wants to know why they left her, even if that means going through the entire Ashland to get her answers.