Nyther

X-Com War for Earth

Interested.

Batman: Beneath the Umbrella

If y'all are still looking I'd love to play Red Hood/Jason Todd.

Fallout: Manhattan.

Can I take the last spot?

soul caliber style rp?

Interested. Are we doing original characters, or cannon?

Red Dead Redemption: Undead Nightmare

Out of nowhere a horse came galloping and knocked over a dozen of the creatures. The man quickly jumped on his horse. "If I'da known you had a horse I woulda left you alone." Buck smiled at him. "But enough pleasant bullshit. Follow me!" Buck spurred his horse right through Theive's Landing and out the other side. At full gallop horses seemed to be able to plow through the creatures. Normally horses don't run over people, but Buck guess that horse instinct could tell these creatures weren't human.

Buck and the man rode at full gallop for several minutes before Buck slowed his horse down. They were riding through a clearing and none of the creatures were in sight. Buck spied a small grove of trees up ahead. "Hey stranger. Name's Buck." He said as the other man rode up besides him. "I know you probably thought that roof was the best place for ya. Well, it ain't. Those damned things will wear ya down. Wait you out. You gotta keep moving. Least that's what I've found. They don't seem to take to woods real well. They prefer towns and high grass. Just like damned wolves." Buck laughed as they headed to the small grove of trees.

Way of the Samurai - The Demon King

Jin was busy mending several farm tools when he heard a soft voice. "Blacksmith?" Jin looked up and saw an elderly woman doubled over on a cane holding a scythe. Jin, wiped his brow and walked over to the old woman. "What can I do for you?" The old woman was partially blind and looked past him. "My grandson toils in the field and he broke this the other day." She said holding the scythe out. Jin picked it up from her wrinkled hand and examined it. The blade had separated from the handle. Jin smiled softly. "It can be fixed. You can pick it up in the morning." The old woman smiled and clapped her hands. "I will come with payment tomorrow then!" She exclaimed as she turned to walk back home.

As Jin placed the scythe down to go back to work, he heard a commotion behind him. Three men dressed in samurai garb were hassling the old woman. "Give us your money old woman. You stepped on our feet and must pay!" The old woman was obviously frazzled and began to cry. "Please kind sirs. The only money I have is to fix my grandson's farming tool." She pointed back at Jin. One of the men drew a sword and pointed it at the woman.

Before it could go any further Jin walked up to the men. "Leave this woman in peace." The man with the sword walked past the old woman, pushing her down, and pointed the sword directly in Jin's face. "Or what?" He sneered. He turned back to make sure his lackeys were watching him. As the man turned his head Jin slid forward and popped the man on the chin. As his head wrenched back in pain Jin grabbed the man's sword wrist and disarmed him, taking the sword and sliding back. Jin pointed the blade downwards and addressed the three men again. "Leave that woman alone."

One of the other men clumsily pulled out his sword,raised it over his head and rushed at Jin. With one fluid motion Jin moved forward and slightly to the left out of the path of the sword as the man swung it down. Jin brought his own sword up quickly and sliced the man from his hip to his shoulder. The man screamed in pain and fell over dead. The other two men stared in disbelief. Jin slowly walked over to the man whose chin he punched and handed him the blade. The man cautiously took the sword and backed up.

"Go about your way. Now!" Jin commanded. The other two men looked at each other and back at Jin. As they turned and walked away, the injured man shouted back: "My father will hear of this and you will pay!" Jin walked towards the old woman and helped her back up. "Thank you so much blacksmith. May the gods forever bless you." She cooed at him as she slowly hobbled away.

Red Dead Redemption: Undead Nightmare

Buck rode up the path to Thieve's Landing. He had lost sight of one of the men, but was sure one of them came this way. As he entered the small town he pulled his horse to a stop. "Whoa there boy." He spoke softly. "Damn there's a lot of these things." He observed, looking over the completely undead town. The creatures had not noticed him yet, so he took that advantage to observe the town. Buck noticed that there was a man (czechmate46) standing on top of the roof. Buck could tell that he needed help and would surely perish without aid. Buck had lasted this long on his whits and survival skill. Not by playing hero.

Buck turned his horse around and went to leave. His horse bucked up as it turned into a small group of the creatures. He had not noticed them coming up behind him. Buck quickly spurred his horse into the town. He knocked a few of the creatures that surrounded the man on the roof back with the butt of his rifle. He called up to the man: "Jump the fuck down!" The man looked over the roof and seemed to study Buck and his horse. Buck knocked another creature back with his rifle. "Do you want to damn die up there? Jump!"

Of Monsters and Myth

@fer1323 @DarkStarLove90

As soon as the beast-man started talking about love and compassion, Darrken stood up and walked over to him. "Just because I'm laughing and talking with" He started turning to Araile. Yet, when he looked on her his lost his train of thought. He turned back to Remes. Even though he had forgotten what he was saying, he knew he was trying to put up a tough front. So he continued on where he thought he left off. "I am a great warrior. I don't need" He trailed off as he saw Remes smirking slightly. Darrken tried his best to hold it together, but all he could muster a small huff of exasperation and he went and sat down.

Darrken knew Remes meant well, and he was pretty much right. Darrken just didn't want to admit it. His demon side was yelling at him. Telling him he was a demon first and foremost and he needed to kill and pillage, and it was his elven side that made him soft. To this his elven side came over and kicked his demon side in the face. To which his demon side punched his elven side in the gut. A small fight ensued. After which was a small intermission, in which both side watched a movie. Darrken shook his head. He watched as Araile and Remes talked and thought maybe it was about time to admit he could still be a big bad demon and have some companions.

Darrken came over to where the other two were sitting and smiled sheepishly. They were both mildly amused at his small tantrum and he was thankful they didn't take him too seriously. Darrken addressed Remes: "I didn't know I was being hunted, but that would explain the past few days. It seemed like everyone capable of carrying a sword had come after me. But, it's getting late." He began to look at the smoldering embers of the fire. "I've been just sleeping in these woods and you are both welcome to stay. However I assume you have a cave to go back to." He looked at Araile. He realized what he said. "Not that you live in a cave. It's just you're part dragon and dragons sleep in caves. So if you live in a cave that's fine, but I don't assume you DO live in a cave." Darrken looked at the ground. "I'm going to stop talking now."

S.U.P.E.D.

Ronin was sipping on his whiskey as a super hit the window like a fly. He rolled his eyes and kept on drinking. Ultiman retracted the window and grabbed the injured super as the flame man rushed out the window in a bravado of flame. Ronin didn't so much hate his fellow teammates as he just had a disdain for most all people. His teammates all meant well, at least when money was involved, but Ronin loved the battles. That is what he focused on and that is why he joined the team. He couldn't lie to himself, the money allowed him to maintain his equipment which put him on par with the others power-wise. Sometimes he had to remind himself of that to keep him grounded in some type of reality.

He finished his whiskey and teleported from where he sat to the top of a building in the middle of the massive battle the other supers were losing. Next to him was a man dressed in all black knelt down with a rocket launcher pointed at one of the mutants. The punishment or something like that was his name. More of a vigilante than a super. The man looked at Ronin and his face twisted in disgust. "You need to get the f..." He trailed off as Ronin pointed to the sky. The man's gaze followed Ronin's finger and jumped to the side just in time to avoid being smashed by the mutant's hand. "You're welcome." Ronin muttered as he teleported to the top of another building.

Ronin unsheathed his sword and studied the mutant's movements. The mutant lifted his arm to take another swing at the building when Ronin made his move. A crackle of energy flowed over him. It increased in intensity until the mutant's arm was raised completely above his head. The energy around Ronin's body exploded out and he went careening towards the mutant's arm. With precision accuracy Ronin sliced the mutant's arm off at the elbow and landed atop another building.

The mutant roared with pain. He turned his gaze on Ronin and unleashed a powerful energy blast from his mouth. Ronin held his sword up as the beam exploded around him and decimated the top of the building. Satisfied he had destroyed Ronin the mutant turned his attention back to a random super he was attacking. As he turned his head he saw a small pin point of light speeding towards him. As his vision focused he saw that it was Ronin, sword extended out as he flew towards him. Before the mutant could react, Ronin's sword and entire body shot through the mutant's eye, into his brain, and out the back of it's skull. Ronin landed on the ground and sheathed his sword as the mutant fell dead.

Mutant Vigilantes

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