Nevix

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay IntChk FULL

@HaelI'll be the God of deceit, you can retain you control over Knowledge, friendo.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay IntChk FULL

@HaelDamn, oh well. It sucks but it's not like it's game-ruining. I'm sure I'll find plenty other domains. Like the domain of deceit! Lies, secrets, thievery, sounds like my sort of thing.

A Hostile Galaxy [Science Fiction Civilization Political Simulator]

@ShorticusHow to really play Civ (Civ V at least)

Step 1:Play Poland

Step 2:Win

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay IntChk FULL

Has anyone taken the domain of knowledge yet?

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay IntChk FULL

If this is still open I am beyond interested.

The Land of Somiar: (Remade/Edited) (Open~)

I'll edit my CS in a bit.

Experimental Army

Real name:Oliver M. King
Code name: “Jester”
Age: 16
Skills: Swordsmanship, competence with a gun, extremely intelligent, makes friends easily
Appearance:

actual appearance

costume

Power: Telekinesis
Bio: Oliver was born to parents who couldn’t afford to raise him, nor did they have the desire. Feeling unloved by parents who hated him for ruining their lives, he ran away. He quickly became affiliated with a gang by the name of “The Serpent’s”, denoted by the Ouroboros tattoo on his upper left arm. Oliver was mostly involved in cat burglary or, more often, smuggling. When the gang leader’s son shot a rival gang member, the leader chose Oliver to take the fall. He was arrested while reading in the public library and declined to speak to an attorney. Since he later pled guilty to smuggling as well as the murder, he was put into a juvenile detention center for six years, only serving two of those years before he was chosen for the program.

Star Heresy

Digit

Name: Edward “Digit” Faraday

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Rank: Second Lieutenant

Appearance:

actual appearance

Edward is 5’ 11” and 140 lbs, He’s of a fairly average build and is athletic, but not muscled by any means. He has dark brown hair and pale green eyes.

POCS

History / Background: Edward was born in the slums of Earth. His parents abandoned him, he would’ve died if not for the kindness of a random thief named Jericho. Jericho raised Edward into a normal, if lower class life while painting himself to be a Robin Hood-esque thief, giving his spoils to the poor. It didn’t take long for Edward to discover that Jericho was not a benevolent man. While following the man around one day, Edward found that Jericho was a glorified enforcer for the gangs. Jericho had no qualms over killing people for check. Edward was sickened and “borrowed” some of Jericho’s hidden cash before running away. He spent the money on a cybernetic arm and leg to boost his mediocre physical traits. With few marketable skills, Edward joined the military. He served well as veritable canon fodder, before the death of his squad leader put his strategic prowess on display. After that operation, he was promoted rapidly and assigned to the 7-5, where’s he been for a little more than a year now.

Personality: Witty, humorous, intelligent, naive, caring

Specialties: Strategist: Edward is quite adept at formulating complicated plans and strategies in a small amount of time.
Mobility Specialist: Edward is exceptionally skilled at moving around whatever environment he may be placed in. He moves about with an almost acrobatic grace.

Superheroes on Minimum Wage

@t2waveIn stark contrast to Oliver's breakdown in the bathroom, no?

FRAMEs: Chapter II [Reboot] (Mech combat, politics & corporate intrigue)

Oliver saw the FRAMEs before he saw them. The civilian models that their enemy were using were clunky and loud. It made the enemy appear amateur, but, amateur or not, they had big guns. Really big guns. Oliver had to remind himself that he also had sizeable guns. It was easy to forget that you were piloting a massive war machine, especially when driving one came so naturally to him.

Oliver held his breath until Cecilia gave them the order to attack. His Zaruga, once a pristine green and black, was now covered with so many scratches that the bare silver color under the paint could be considered the third color in the design scheme. The FRAME moved towards the frame at the edge of the group. The enemy’s FRAME was a simple machine, and smaller than his Zaruga. The Enemy raised his autorifle in response to his advance, but Oliver had expected that.

As Oliver’s FRAME padded loudly along the stone towards the civvie FRAME, he began to take aim. Unfortunately for Oliver, he wasn’t a great shot, and rockets were expensive. It was going to take a moment to aim perfectly, he didn’t want to waste munitions. As Oliver drew within twenty meters of the enemy, he loosed a single rocket. At the same time, the enemy fired a burst from his autorifle, hitting the Zaruga in it’s right shoulder joint. The FRAME’s reactive armor plating on that section detonated outwards, doing no physical damage to the Zaruga’s body. The burst did shift the FRAME to the side slightly, throwing off Oliver’s aim. The rocket struck the enemy frame in the “knee”. It fell down face first and Oliver turned to face the other enemy FRAMEs, hoping that his teammies had his back. He was in the thick of enemy ranks, slightly damaged and in no position to take on five FRAMEs on his own. He wished that he would’ve thought his plan of attack through before executing it, especially since the other FRAMEs had turned to face his.

“A little help here, guys?” He said sheepishly while readying another rocket.