MonsieurShade
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STATUS: Tfw you want to go to the gym and get your stronk on but you've busted your shoulder and need let it rest. 9 yrs ago
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Tfw you want to go to the gym and get your stronk on but you've busted your shoulder and need let it rest.
9 yrs ago
Holy fuck. Ok, shit. Insane hiatus. Fuck. I'm still around folks, just been beyond extremely busy. Will try (heavy emphasis on try) to be more active in the coming months.
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10 yrs ago
God forbid I be one of the lucky bastards that doesn't have their wisdom teeth grow in. Nah, just fuck my shit up fam.
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10 yrs ago
As someone who works for a pet store I both love and hate pixar. The next person that tries to ask me if we have "a dory fish" for their goldfish bowl is getting straight up clubbed like a baby seal
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I'm just a simple college student working his way through life while simultaneously testing the limits of how much caffeine and alcohol the human body can subsist on before it gives out. Just call me Shade.
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Pfff, its a good thing I brought this then! *waving around the camcorder with glee*
Let the ultra-violence commence!
Right here - He stands at 6'4" and weighs about 100 kg
Full Name: Jacque Lucius Marrow
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Weapon: Sword - the weapon is approximately 43" long and weighs a tad more than a typical long sword due to the thick blade.
Personality: Jacque is a fairly mellow and quite guy that prefers to hang in the back rather than stand in the spot light, though he often finds himself in combat because people think that taking down the big guy would be a serious boost in their reputation.
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Wots all this I 'ere about a yuri harem? *slowly pulling camcorder from bag*
Right here - He stands at 6'4" and weighs about 100 kg
Full Name: Jacque Lucius Marrow
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Weapon: Sword - the weapon is approximately 43" long and weighs a tad more than a typical long sword due to the thick blade.
Personality: Jacque is a fairly mellow and quite guy that prefers to hang in the back rather than stand in the spot light, though he often finds himself in combat because people think that taking down the big guy would be a serious boost in their reputation.
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Wots all this I 'ere about a yuri harem? *slowly pulling camcorder from bag*
So before I post, I need a quick time reference. Is this still day one? And if so, how late is it? (e.g. Noon, afternoon, night)
Oh hey, I remember being a part of this. I think i'll roll up my cursed human Cain once more, hope you don't mind.
You would dare stand before me with the intent to destroy this kingdom? To deny me freedom from my curse? If you cannot see the futility, no, the sheer STUPIDITY in your actions, then you are a fool, and once I have begun to lay your forces low you will have no right to ask me why you and your men must die. I will sweep across this battlefield like the plague itself to ensure nothing remains of you to send back to your family.
Name: Cain Argus
Age: (presumed) 23
Species: Cursed Human
Role and Kingdom: Knight of Raphael
Abilities:
-Highly skilled fighter
-Because of his curse Cain's touch causes things to rot or otherwise decay overtime (the ability is passive in nature and he has to maintain constant focus to keep from doing it involuntarily, and metals take much longer to corrode than flesh, cloth, or wood)
Small biography: Very little is actually known about Cain, he vehemently refuses to actually talk about his childhood and his home, however he was willing to admit his purpose for serving the crown. As it turns out, the curse placed upon him was brought about by a demon that had been wronged by his grandfather years ago, and that after he'd managed to strike a deal with an Angel to serve the kingdom of Raphael in these troubling times, in return for his services, Cain's curse would be lifted.
Picture: Right here
You would dare stand before me with the intent to destroy this kingdom? To deny me freedom from my curse? If you cannot see the futility, no, the sheer STUPIDITY in your actions, then you are a fool, and once I have begun to lay your forces low you will have no right to ask me why you and your men must die. I will sweep across this battlefield like the plague itself to ensure nothing remains of you to send back to your family.
Name: Cain Argus
Age: (presumed) 23
Species: Cursed Human
Role and Kingdom: Knight of Raphael
Abilities:
-Highly skilled fighter
-Because of his curse Cain's touch causes things to rot or otherwise decay overtime (the ability is passive in nature and he has to maintain constant focus to keep from doing it involuntarily, and metals take much longer to corrode than flesh, cloth, or wood)
Small biography: Very little is actually known about Cain, he vehemently refuses to actually talk about his childhood and his home, however he was willing to admit his purpose for serving the crown. As it turns out, the curse placed upon him was brought about by a demon that had been wronged by his grandfather years ago, and that after he'd managed to strike a deal with an Angel to serve the kingdom of Raphael in these troubling times, in return for his services, Cain's curse would be lifted.
Picture: Right here
Blarg, i've been so inactive as of late. I'll try to have a post up sometime today, but first I have to go to the dreaded DMV then take my father out to celebrate his birthday.
"In space, no one can hear you scream"
_Alien
"We had all heard the rumors before. I mean come on, what salvage crew in sector three hadn't about The Argonautica? Hell, you could even visit one of the further sectors of the galaxy and still hear talk about the cursed ship that had been left adrift in the void after some ancient battle had rendered it inoperable and its entire crew dead. Cursed. Could you believe that? I sure as hell didn't, and neither did anyone else on the crew. Why would we? We were in serious need for money, and with those crazy rumors keeping everyone else from cashing in on The Argonautica we would have to be the biggest idiots this side of the Ursa Major not to cash in right? That was what I thought twelve hours ago, but not anymore. Oh god I was so wrong, WE were so wrong. We came aboard thinking this would be a cinch, then....then we started hearing things moving in the darkness and seeing shadows in the corners of our eyes. I thought it was just our nerves getting to us after hearing all of those tales and finally getting on the ship, but then, oh god, then I saw one of THEM. It was like nothing I had ever seen, I barely managed to avoid puking on myself before it came at us. It went for Barry, our security officer first, it *sob* it tore him in half, IT JUST TORE HIM IN FUCKING HALF!!! We managed to get away, but one by one our team was picked off. Now its just me. I managed to lock myself in one of the barracks but I can hear them moving in the walls, and theres this god awful humming sound throughout the ship. *more sobbing* Sarah...Sarah baby, if you see this I just want you to know that daddy loves you very much sweetie. I love you so-"
The message cuts off there. You don't know how many times you and your team had watched the video that had come along with the distress call from The Argonautica. It was standard protocol for any extraction team to review a distress call's audio or video multiple times for the sake of memorizing who they were sent to retrieve and to get a decent idea of what they were walking into. But this time something seems different. You've all seen videos of people under attack, but nothing came close to the look of sheer terror on that man's face. Something about this mission just feels wrong, but you can't quite place your finger on what it is. Whatever the case, you've seen your fair share of crazy shit. This one mission can't be that bad, right?
This is my first time making an RP on this sight, so i'm hoping it does fairly well. It's pretty heavily inspired by the Alien and Dead Space franchises, so be prepared for some gore and frights galore.
CS:
Appearance (pic, link, or description):
Name:
Age:
Rank:
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Equipment (be reasonable here):
Personality (this WILL play a role in how you react):
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_Alien
"We had all heard the rumors before. I mean come on, what salvage crew in sector three hadn't about The Argonautica? Hell, you could even visit one of the further sectors of the galaxy and still hear talk about the cursed ship that had been left adrift in the void after some ancient battle had rendered it inoperable and its entire crew dead. Cursed. Could you believe that? I sure as hell didn't, and neither did anyone else on the crew. Why would we? We were in serious need for money, and with those crazy rumors keeping everyone else from cashing in on The Argonautica we would have to be the biggest idiots this side of the Ursa Major not to cash in right? That was what I thought twelve hours ago, but not anymore. Oh god I was so wrong, WE were so wrong. We came aboard thinking this would be a cinch, then....then we started hearing things moving in the darkness and seeing shadows in the corners of our eyes. I thought it was just our nerves getting to us after hearing all of those tales and finally getting on the ship, but then, oh god, then I saw one of THEM. It was like nothing I had ever seen, I barely managed to avoid puking on myself before it came at us. It went for Barry, our security officer first, it *sob* it tore him in half, IT JUST TORE HIM IN FUCKING HALF!!! We managed to get away, but one by one our team was picked off. Now its just me. I managed to lock myself in one of the barracks but I can hear them moving in the walls, and theres this god awful humming sound throughout the ship. *more sobbing* Sarah...Sarah baby, if you see this I just want you to know that daddy loves you very much sweetie. I love you so-"
The message cuts off there. You don't know how many times you and your team had watched the video that had come along with the distress call from The Argonautica. It was standard protocol for any extraction team to review a distress call's audio or video multiple times for the sake of memorizing who they were sent to retrieve and to get a decent idea of what they were walking into. But this time something seems different. You've all seen videos of people under attack, but nothing came close to the look of sheer terror on that man's face. Something about this mission just feels wrong, but you can't quite place your finger on what it is. Whatever the case, you've seen your fair share of crazy shit. This one mission can't be that bad, right?
This is my first time making an RP on this sight, so i'm hoping it does fairly well. It's pretty heavily inspired by the Alien and Dead Space franchises, so be prepared for some gore and frights galore.
CS:
Appearance (pic, link, or description):
Name:
Age:
Rank:
Role:
Equipment (be reasonable here):
Personality (this WILL play a role in how you react):
Bio:
Quote (optional):
I think I can get into this. For now i'll start out with just a human, but depending on how it goes I think I might also bring in a triad a bit later if i'm permitted to make multiple characters.
Name: Mateiu Lockhart
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Skills: The boy is a natural when it comes to cooking and gardening, is fairly talented in the performance of parkour, and is bilingual (malay being his second language)
Personality: Mateiu tends to be a sweet and (mostly) well mannered kind of fellow with a hard work ethic. He often interacts with others in a brotherly sort of way, treating even complete strangers as good friends provided they're receptive and do not show any hostility towards him. Although slow to get legitimately angry, Mateiu has a somewhat smart alecky streak when faced with aggression, and although he tries to avoid resorting to violence, he will lash out if no other option is present.
Appearance: Right here folks
Bio: Born with the proverbial silver spoon in his mouth, Mateiu's life has been fairly easy compared to most people, however his mother -originally born the child of sumatran farmers- always made sure to instill in him a drive to earn what he received and to never take anything for granted. His father, the CEO of a rather lucrative company with connections all around the globe, was never really around much, and with most of the people in his age groups generally being sycophants simply trying to be around him because of his social status and his parent's money, Mateiu never really had much interaction with people save for his mother, resulting in a fair bit of loneliness. Mateiu would later fill this loneliness by focusing on his hobbies and collecting odd and interesting trinkets from his travels.
Extra: He received the scars above his nose during a mountain biking accident and has a strong fondness for lime flavored licorice.
Name: Mateiu Lockhart
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Skills: The boy is a natural when it comes to cooking and gardening, is fairly talented in the performance of parkour, and is bilingual (malay being his second language)
Personality: Mateiu tends to be a sweet and (mostly) well mannered kind of fellow with a hard work ethic. He often interacts with others in a brotherly sort of way, treating even complete strangers as good friends provided they're receptive and do not show any hostility towards him. Although slow to get legitimately angry, Mateiu has a somewhat smart alecky streak when faced with aggression, and although he tries to avoid resorting to violence, he will lash out if no other option is present.
Appearance: Right here folks
Bio: Born with the proverbial silver spoon in his mouth, Mateiu's life has been fairly easy compared to most people, however his mother -originally born the child of sumatran farmers- always made sure to instill in him a drive to earn what he received and to never take anything for granted. His father, the CEO of a rather lucrative company with connections all around the globe, was never really around much, and with most of the people in his age groups generally being sycophants simply trying to be around him because of his social status and his parent's money, Mateiu never really had much interaction with people save for his mother, resulting in a fair bit of loneliness. Mateiu would later fill this loneliness by focusing on his hobbies and collecting odd and interesting trinkets from his travels.
Extra: He received the scars above his nose during a mountain biking accident and has a strong fondness for lime flavored licorice.
Jacque examined the card intently and mulled over the possibilities of accepting this job in his head, "Tempting. It certainly seems like it would be an easy enough job." he said as he tucked the card into his pocket. The man pondered this a bit further before staring Donny in the eye, "I still have to pick up that package for my "Uncle", you will have my answer then." he said before bidding the man farewell and exiting the shop. Things were certainly starting to look up for Jacque now, however there was still the matter of his day job, not to mention clearing what he was doing with Bane, lest he incur the villain's wrath for what might be considered a betrayal. His mission for the day completed, Jacque returned to his car and began the trip back home, looking forward to a relatively peaceful night.
MisuChan said
Are there anymore antagonist roles open?
Plenty from what I recall. Thus far I count about three villains, well, four if you count our resident hero hunter, however he seems more like a chaotic neutral kind of guy since he's in it for the cash.
Jacque watched as the remaining gangsters fled the scene, and true to his word, made no attempt to harm them. As he removed his foot from one of the injured gang members to allow her to be detained, the villain couldn't help but sigh with annoyance as the officers casted sideways glances at him as though they were debating whether or not to try and detain him. Just before he could leave the scene, one of the people that he'd seen working in the jewelry store earlier approached him with a request that he follow him. "Sure...why not?" Jacque said, seemingly unfazed by the gun clenched in the man's hands as he transformed his skin back into flesh and cracked his neck to alleviate the stiffness a full transformation brought on, "Lead the way.".
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