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Sci-fi Mercs (Need new name)

I'm going to scrap my old character, I got a much better idea that /won't/ involve friendly fire and saying logic 50+ times in each post

Moonlight Sonata: Eternal Melody

work in progress

[ Your Image for appearance goes here. May be real life or anime, just no pornography. ] "Frackin' campers" Full Name: Jack Spel Nickname(s): Gamer, Dropout, xxxpusislayerxxx, (he hates his nicknames) Gender male Age: 18 Romantic Preference: Straight (female) Abilities: He is amazing at video games, any kind of video games. he can list of all the cliches of a single subject, he has seen EVERY TV show in his life and can recite anything that happened in it, good at arguing with people (especially people who believe in god) Weapon(s) A minecraft diamond sword (its foam, but it has the power to cut things in half, people or object, however jack doesn't exactly know this) Personality: this dude has a addiction to mountain dew and doritos, and fedoras, he's also a Atheist too and he can challenge your belief anytime and anyplace, he also has trouble caring sometimes and has trouble showing a bit of emotion due to it being "emo", He often refers to depressed people as "emo" and angry people as "spaz" he also calls people who are happy "gay" which is hilarious sometimes, he is also a mega-nerd, he has seen almost EVERY tv show in his life by now Reason Why You Heard The Melody: he was bored Biography: Jack Spel was born into a rich family, a rich Uncaring family that is, they gotten Jack a Computer at the age of 6 and the first thing jack did, Was buy a whole bunch of extremely violent games and play them, infact he spent his entire life playing it, until one day he started playing call of duty, and a challenger approached his name was XXXPUSISLAYERXXX and he was a major camper, at first jack spel was okay with the dudes camping, he tried using grenades to flush him out of his camping spot, but however he was a bad grenade thrower So he moved on, constantly trying to kill the dreaded XXXPUSISLAYERXXX and spending most of his life attempting to beat him until, Jack finally quit at the age of 18. He finally raged quit, and then he went on a big cliche trip to find himself, brining nothing but his backpack and the clothes off his back, and a minecraft sword for good luck so he spent months wandering around, finding himself Weaknesses/Fears [ Everyone has them. This for character development and to make sure your character isn't OP. Also adds a lot to the storyline. ] Special Quirks / Attributes / Traits [ Optional. This would be all the random parts of your character you can't fit anywhere else. ] Themesong [ Entirely optional, but cool as hell.] Other [ Anything that I missed. ]

Sci-fi mercs in a fantasy world

the whole damn thing was becoming a hilarity, the leader (schal) barely trying to stop everyone, the smart person (fire) shot the brute (tam) and then the Deus ex machina (doc) shot the brute in the foot for the exact same reason, How hilarious, Almost chuckling a bit, fire told the group, still standing in the same spot it appears that Doc has shot Tam in the leg, but he wasn't arrested when I was, According to logic it would be illogical to /not/ arrest someone after he shot you in the leg,it would be even more illogical to shoot someone in the leg just for "talking crap"

Monsters Hotel

With a mighty, hacking cough, Djedkare let fly a cloud of dust. Clearing his throat (a fruitless effort, considering the status of his esophagus), he began speaking in an altogether more different tone. "Yyyyyyoooou--*Hek! Cough!* sorry, excuse me, got dust in my lungs... As I was saying, yyyooou really need a new fashion planner, honey. Pardon me for intruding, but straight dark blues and blacks definitely don't go with such a bright red as your hair. Beyond that, the sheer amount of cloth used in your clothes will make it hell for your servants! Take me, for example," Djedkare motioned to the simple cloth-and-gold headdress and loincloth combo he was wearing. "It's fashionable, it serves its purpose, and it's easy to clean! You new nobles and your fancy dresses don't know a damn about proper, functionate fashion!" Djedkare looked around, seeing for the first time the mindless thralls and hangers-on around Avalai. After sizing the crowd up, he sniffed derisively and continued rambling. "You'd do well not to have your servants about you at all times, you know? It slows work down to a halt, stresses the workers, and certainly doesn't build a rapport with them! Trust me, honey, your servants are everything! Honestly, it's nouveau riche like you that make it difficult to find good help these days! Why, back in my day, you were expected to work alongside them! The serfs, they'd say 'here comes Emperor Djedkare, the god who walks among men!' And they'd mean it! None of the brown-nosing posers I see with you would cut the mustard in my day! You give a man his own salary and land, and you help him clean your own damn house, and he'll love you as much as he'd love his father! And another thing..." Djedkare had inflicted Avalai with the worst possible curse... that of being forced to listen to an elder's complaints. The day-to-day tribulations of being an all-powerful vampire queen each day would be nothing compared to the fresh hell of being in the company of someone two-hundred generations out of date who has plenty of things to say. People say Mister Costello went insane from the shock of finding an undead king. The truth is that poor Costello was the first to be stricken by the dreaded Djedkare the Ornery.

@Earnest Evans

The booze bottle still slowly flew towards the dude covered in paper towels, for some reason the beer bottle moved very slowly, like in slow motion, crossing his arms John doe told the mummy dude You know, that beer bottle isn't going to hang around in the air forever infact, the beer bottle was slowly and laws-of-psychics defyingly flying towards the dude who is wrapped in paper towels's face, slow as a snail, people look at it in awe, wondering how the heck the bronze bottle of joy is moving so slow

Sci-fi mercs in a fantasy world

@Skyrte No wait don't go just yet, Maybe we can do a Restart? fresh new batch of characters and no friendly fire,

Monsters Hotel

I am liking the direction of the RP, I hope it goes like this for quite some time, writing in this RP is as fun as reading the posts! I know I started this as a laid back fun thing, but if you guys want a plot down the line let me know.

@oakman

well for a plot heres a bunch of cool things, 1 the place was raided by a hostile faction, Say it be a Lone dude with a crossbow, a military faction dedicated to killing vampires, Monster gangs, Poorly written Mary Sues characters 2 Games, games that involves the losers dying and the winners winning or something 3 SUDDENLY, MURDER MYSTERY

Monsters Hotel

@oakman@Horrid@ReaptheMusic John doe let out a bit of a yell, everyone really just started yelling so why not he? WHY IS EVERYBODY YELLING! he yelled, his voice going up and down a bit due to Space alien puberty, also he grabbed a Beer bottle threw it at an Arc, heading straight towards the dude who looked like He spent his entire life locked in his room watching Porn, or anime, whatever people call it nowadays, Yo catch! He told the possible Porn addict as he threw the bronze bottle of Happy fluid (beer)

Fun House (Reboot)

where did everyone go?

Dead Cruise

Nick was still lying there, uselessly, he still couldn't feel his legs, god he never felt so darn useless, He just watched as the big muscular dude dragged the chick to god-knows-where, probably to kill her or worst, and look what he could do, sit down with his legs broken he closed his eyes and looked up, his mind was ready to give up, but his body wasn't, so he just laid there not attempting to do anything

The Elder Scrolls: A World Torn

well if you want I could be tarja, just for the sake of keeping the story going