MonsieurShade

Voltage Incident (a 40k Crossover)

A Yautja vs a Space Marine vs Slade Wilson. Now that'll be one helluva fight to remember...

Suspension of Disbelief

Jacque sighed in frustration as his television failed to yield anything of actual interest, much to his displeasure. Further still, he could feel that tingling in the base of his skull, the feeling that only came when his desire to hunt had failed to be quelled. The wendigo crawled out of his bed with a soft grunt, knowing that ignoring the urge would just make him irritable at work in the morning, "Fuck it, there's no getting around it I guess." Jacque muttered. After quickly changing into a black tshirt, a pair of black and green sweatpants, and a pair of running shoes, Jacque crossed his room and opened his window before flinging himself out onto the street below. The fall, which would have killed any human that attempted to jump from such a height, was nothing to Jacque, he landed on his hands and feet as though he'd merely dropped from a few feet rather than five full stories, and stood before wiping his hands on his pajama bottoms. "Hrm, hobo or junkie? Not the most delectable of humans but it isn't like i'll find too many people out right about now. Maybe I'll get lucky and find a late night jogger...or maybe the owner of that car I marked up. Ah, but what game should I play when I find someone?" Jacque said to himself as he shoved his hands in his pockets and began to wander down the sidewalk.

Voltage Incident (a 40k Crossover)

Name; Batuk'han
Age; Roughly 30 in human years
Gender; male
Species: Yautja (predator)

Abilities; Batuk'han is a master hunter,able to pursue his prey over just about any terrain, he is an expert tactician well versed in the ways of psychological warfare and close quarters combat. Batuk'han also sports superhuman levels of endurance, agility, & strength (he is NOT indestructible however and can be killed by pretty much anything a human can die from. It just takes a bit more effort to finish him).

Skills; Master tracker, close quarters combat, psychological warfare.
Weapons and equipment(if any): Most of his tech was either lost or damaged when he arrived.
Mask- His mask allows him to record sounds and switch between several types of vision such as night vision, thermal vision, and X-ray vision
Collapsible spear- Pretty self explanatory
Gauntlets- A pair of gauntlets, one of which sports a pair of blades and is literally embedded in his flesh, it. Removal of this will result in him going into shock and bleeding to death. Second gauntlet comes with a self destruct feature than can level half a city block.
Cloaking device (damaged)- Allows him to blend in nearly any environment, damage to the device has made it impossible to use for more than five minutes, after which i requires a ten minute recharge

Appearance(s): Right 'ere
From: Predator
Other: He can understand and mimic human speech, however he'll mostly communicate through gestures. He is also extremely honor bound and will not go after someone who is incapable of fighting back (i.e. the extremely ill, pregnant women, elderly people, & children). Batuk'han is NOT a straight up fighter despite his skills, rather his M.O. is hit and run tactics to wear down an enemy that he knows he can't just fight.

China's future ( Kung fu panda/feudal japan rp)

Thank ye kindly Lesley. I've always enjoyed Mongol culture, so this was an excellent opportunity to use it in an RP

China's future ( Kung fu panda/feudal japan rp)

Meh, why the heck not?

Name: Batukhan Sükh (He accepts being referred to as Batu or Khan if one has trouble remembering his name)
Age: 24
Gender: Male

Race: Leopard
Appearance: Right here. He usually sports a baggy pair of grey pants and a bamboo hat.

Personality: Batu is a rather rough costumer upon initial introduction. He's a survivalist first and foremost, one that was hardened by a life of the harsh landscape and winters of mongolia where he was raised, Batukhan is a 'survival of the fittest' kind of guy who's willing to kill if it means furthering his own survival, and wouldn't flinch if told that a weaker member of his group would be left behind. Despite this, he can be fair and *might* overlook this survival of the fittest mentality provided that the weaker member has pulled their weight in the past.

Bio: Born in Mongolia to a tribe of nomads, Batukhan can't exactly say that his life has been one of comfort and stability. Quite the opposite in fact, Batu's tribe was constantly on the move and under siege by bandits and the like. Much like every other male of his tribe, Batu was raised to be a warrior and hunter, taught day and night in the harshest conditions imaginable, and knowing well that if he couldn't keep up that he would likely be left behind to die. Not only did he keep up, Batukhan thrived, braving the challenges of nomadic life and bandit attacks until he reached adulthood at which point he struck out on his own, alternating between joining bandit groups, and wandering on his own as he traveled through the country side.

Job: Batukhan will do pretty much anything for the right price, be it acting as a tour guide, farming, or simply cracking heads together
Weapon/abilities: A life on the rocky landscapes has man Batukhan extremely agile, even for a leopard. He wields a short sword.
Crush: None
Other: He was taught in a rather unique fighting style that is as unpredictable as it is dirty. Fighting him might result in anything from eye loss or walking with a limp due to a strike to a more sensitive region.

Suspension of Disbelief

Might I suggest an impending crusade of sorts? I'm assuming that Paladins work in the same way that grimms or other supernatural hunters do. Perhaps they could attempt to wipe out supernaturals as a whole discreetly, however something goes wrong and the conflict ends up spilling out into the streets. Or maybe a group of radical supernaturals is going around actively trying to dispel disbelief so that they don't need to hide who they are to humans any more- something that would likely backfire due to humans being incapable of realizing they aren't 'top dog' when it comes to the pecking order.

Suspension of Disbelief

Unaware of the misfortune that had befallen Alex's car -and therefor the claw mark indicators- Jacque came to a stop in front of an apartment complex. It wasn't luxurious, just a simple red brick building with six floors, pretty common place in a downtown area, however Jacque wasn't one for luxury or anything over-the-top anyway, he much preferred living a life of comfort and subtlety. The fact that rent wasn't expensive helped quite a bit as well, seeing as his income came from stealing the wallets of his victims and working at Starbucks. Jacque peered up at his balcony, the sliding door was open, though he didn't worry about break-ins since he lived on the second highest floor. He looked around, thankfully it was late enough that the very few people that were out were either dead tired, wasted, or hobos, not exactly the kind of people you'd listen to if they said they saw something odd. The wendigo stretched a bit and crouched, then launched himself upwards in a jump that cleared the first two balconies, then clambered over the remaining two, taking care to maneuver to the sides of them to avoid being seen by whomever might have their blinds open. Jacque slipped into his home, pausing just long enough to spray water on the ficus near the sliding door before retiring to his room. "Daddy's home Sasha." Jacque called out as he entered the room and tapped a fourty gallon terrarium next to his dresser. There was a hiss from underneath one of the log hides as the little red ackie monitor inside voiced its displeasure at the disturbance, prompting a chuckle from Jacque, "Well I missed you too you little booger.". Jacque peeled himself out of his pants, showered, and threw himself into his bed wearing a clean pair of pajama pants and an old t-shirt before flicking on the television to help him waste away the night.

Suspension of Disbelief

Its like he's murphy's law incarnate XD

Suspension of Disbelief

God damnit thats adorable. RWBY may not be Red vs Blue, but it's still entertaining in its own right.

Suspension of Disbelief

In the parking lot of the power plant, Jacque sat beside Alex's car humming a little tune to himself whilst braiding his hair to make up for the lack of a rubber band to place it in a pony tail. He'd been standing at the entrance to Arrowhead park attempting to steady his nerves after coming so close to a dragon when a car had whizzed past him and down the street. "Perhaps one last hunt will help me calm down. Games always make me feel better...", he'd said at the time before following the vehicle to the power plant. Sneaking past the security gate had been simple enough, just a leap of the fence and he was in without even having to go near the front, however he'd lost sight of his quarry in that time. It didn't take long for Jacque to find Alex's vehicle, however the man inside had entered the facility in the time it took, eliciting a small sigh. Still, the wendigo was at least somewhat patient, and decided he'd wait for about half an hour to see if his quarry would come out before entering to pursue him, hence his current condition.

Unfortunately, Jacque was so entranced in messing with his hair, that he didn't notice the security officer next to him until the officer's flash light illuminated him. "Hands where I can see them!", The slightly overweight man barked at Jacque, whom complied without a word, "Are you authorized to be in this facility?" ,"Nope.". The officer stared at the boy before him, rather surprised, even a tad bit pleased at the fact that Jacque didn't attempt to run or lie seeing as many intruders attempted both of those things. Still, intrusion was intrusion, and the security officer had a job to do, "Alright, you're coming with me to the front, if you comply then I might let you go rather than get the police involved. Just hold still." he said before producing a pair of handcuffs and tugging out his radio, "This is Officer Henderson, be advised, I have located and am apprehending an unauthorized individual who has entered the facility, over.", there was a bit of static as the radio crackled to life and someone responded. The wendigo calmly waited as Officer Henderson advanced towards him until his wrist was grabbed, then lunged forward and slammed his forehead into the security officer's nose with an audible 'crack'. Not letting up just yet, Jacque wrestled the man to the ground with the help of his supernatural strength and proceeded to choke the man to the point of unconsciousness, although not without receiving a punch in the eye for his troubles. "You know, if it weren't for the fact that this black eye I can feel coming is gonna be healed over in an hour or two, i'd probably rip you in half." Jacque said in a matter-of-factly tone as he dragged the officer back into the boot at the front and threw him in his chair and dusting himself off. It was a bit risky hanging around the plant now, however Jacque wasn't one for letting prey just escape, he ran back to Alex's car, read the license plate, and transformed his hand before raking his claws down the door. Jacque admired the four deep gouges, certain that now he wouldn't forget the car even if he forgot the plates, then slipped back out of the parking lot and began to run down the street once more, this time heading home towards his apartment roughly twelve miles away.