"Oh Jesus...Oh man, oh fuck this was bad" Mike thought to himself as he ran. Mike had been running for what seemed like forever, first time going camping and this shit happens. God must have a seriously messed up sense of humor. Whole world went to hell, but hey. At least he has a gun and a crowbar. Those could get him out of this shit. Slowing down a bit, Mike went at a nice jogging speed as he tried to get his bearings.
"Ok.... I got 2 clips, plus what is in the gun. I don't know where the hell I am, and I don't know where my camp is. Fucking great." As Mike talked to himself, he noticed that a group of those freaks were banging on a door. Most likely trying to get to some poor bastard stuck inside. Stopping, Mike took a couple of deep breaths before taking a couple shots at the small horde, gaining their attention while also taking out at least two. As the group of freaks turned their attention to him, Mike began swinging. Smashing face after the other before a couple grabbed his crowbar and tried yanking it away. Not having any of that, Mike pushed and impaled the freak. As it sputtered and died he was tackled by at least two others and a desperate struggle ensued with both parties fighting for dominance.
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Forest hadn't moved in two days, feeling that if he did then he would get in trouble. It wasn't to bad, really it wasn't, Forest just slept. He even had a dream, it was about squirrels. Lots and lots of squirrels. Seriously, so many squirrels. However he was roused from his sleep by a beeping noise. At first he didn't think to much of it, just one of those background noises. But it persisted and finally Forest woke up, finding the little machine was blinking. Curious, Forest touched the blinking light and found a message from what sounded like the man bat asking for help. Happy that he could help, Forest listened to the message and crawled out of his hole, scaring everybody in a funeral next to him.
One issue remained however, Forest didn't know where the storage facility was. Walking towards a scared bystander, Forest tried to talk to her. A little trouble was had with translating his growl's into words but eventually she got him directions. With determination in his eyes, Forest shoveled a large amount of soil and placed it inside of his chest. As he absorbed the extra strength and made his way to the storage facility. His foot prints made large cracks in the ground as he ran, cars swerved out of his way and people ran screaming when they saw him coming. Oddly enough, no blue men showed up. They must be preoccupied. Shrugging it off he sped a little faster before he realized that he was suddenly lost. Forest hated it when this happened, he would just forget stuff sometimes. Throwing a little fit, he began pushing random buttons on the little machine before he accidentally destroyed it.
He was about to breakdown and throw a frustrated tantrum before he heard a large crash from his right, looking over he saw a large whole in the wall along with a dead man on the ground. Stepping closer, Forest heard "You think I cannot break you with the power I have, skull-face?" Whoever that man was, he was angry. Stepping in he saw a large man, bigger than any man should have a right to be, and a much smaller man. Searching in his memory, Forest found the description of the bad man that the man bat gave him. He definitely fit the bill. Well, no time like the present.
Giving a shrug, Forest did his bear scaring roar before charging at the man and slamming his mighty arms into the mans face. After the punch the man flew and landed on some metal containers. However this seemed to only anger the man as he got strait up and charged at Forest. Letting his oldest memories flood in, Forest remembered how to fight like a savage animal and charged back. The two titans crashed together in a tangle of muscle and branches. However the man was getting weaker as Forest grew stronger from the soil finally coursing through his veins.
One issue remained however, Forest didn't know where the storage facility was. Walking towards a scared bystander, Forest tried to talk to her. A little trouble was had with translating his growl's into words but eventually she got him directions. With determination in his eyes, Forest shoveled a large amount of soil and placed it inside of his chest. As he absorbed the extra strength and made his way to the storage facility. His foot prints made large cracks in the ground as he ran, cars swerved out of his way and people ran screaming when they saw him coming. Oddly enough, no blue men showed up. They must be preoccupied. Shrugging it off he sped a little faster before he realized that he was suddenly lost. Forest hated it when this happened, he would just forget stuff sometimes. Throwing a little fit, he began pushing random buttons on the little machine before he accidentally destroyed it.
He was about to breakdown and throw a frustrated tantrum before he heard a large crash from his right, looking over he saw a large whole in the wall along with a dead man on the ground. Stepping closer, Forest heard "You think I cannot break you with the power I have, skull-face?" Whoever that man was, he was angry. Stepping in he saw a large man, bigger than any man should have a right to be, and a much smaller man. Searching in his memory, Forest found the description of the bad man that the man bat gave him. He definitely fit the bill. Well, no time like the present.
Giving a shrug, Forest did his bear scaring roar before charging at the man and slamming his mighty arms into the mans face. After the punch the man flew and landed on some metal containers. However this seemed to only anger the man as he got strait up and charged at Forest. Letting his oldest memories flood in, Forest remembered how to fight like a savage animal and charged back. The two titans crashed together in a tangle of muscle and branches. However the man was getting weaker as Forest grew stronger from the soil finally coursing through his veins.
Of all the things I expected that was definitely not one of them.
I did some edits, I felt Tetsu was a little flat.
Does anybody got any objections if I head towards Bane?
Like Soulstrifer I was planning on coming in hot as well, and I ain't picky either.
Sorry, guess I overlooked it.
Name: Bulwark
Race: Cybertronian, Allegiance- Autobot
Equipment: Twin shoulder mounted cannons that fire high explosive shells. Left arm turns into blade. Chest houses plasma cannon. "The Guardian", a large shield that blocks all but the most powerful attacks with the help of its sturdy frame and protective forcefield it generates around it, blades along the sides can be used as an emergency weapon.
Appearance:
-Vehicle form is an Oshkosh heavy equipment transporter.
Biography: Bulwark wasn't the model citizen, in fact he wasn't even an Autobot until late in the war. Originally Bulwark was just a mercenary. During the war he worked for both sides, killing his fair share of both Decepticons and Autobots. However as the war dragged on and on, Bulwark felt something nagging at his conscience like a magnet pulling on metal shavings. It finally clicked when he was hired by some Decepticons to take out a group of Autobots that turned out to just be civilians who didn't want to leave. For Bulwark that was the last straw. After returning from the mission and clearing out the Decepticons that hired him, Bulwark sought out the Autobots and did his best to make up for his past misdeeds.
It took decades but he finally was an accepted member of the Autobots and he took that fact with much pride. When the war cooled down Bulwark traveled with other Autobots until he got the message from Earth.
Personality: To sum up Bulwark all you need to know about him is that he is honorable, loyal, and friendly. First bot in, last one out. Bulwark is a lead from the front kind of guy on the few times he has been placed in leadership roles, never asking a bot to do something he wouldn't do himself. He would never leave a man behind and will fight to his last to protect those underneath his protection. Underneath all this is a bot that knows he has made mistakes, he's just trying to correct some before his time comes.
Name: Conrad Curze
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Species: Bloodthirster
Appearance:
Skill:
-War strategy
-How to fight with axe
-Swordsmanship
-How to fight with whips
-Duel wielding
-Anatomy
Powers:
-Superhuman strength/durability
-Regeneration
-Indomitable will
-Domination
-Flight
-Fire/heat proof
-Ignore pain
Weaknesses:
-Holy items of high power
-Constant struggle to control violent urges
-"Siblings" constantly try to kill each other
-Anger
-Guilt
-Silver burns but it is more annoying than anything
-Underestimates injuries.
-Water
Personality: Angry, independent, honorable. Unlike others of his species, Conrad tries to keep his natural urges under control but it is a difficult task. So much energy is spent suppressing his violent tendencies that he has little patience with others. As a consequence he is usually known as the "angry" student and is rarely seen without a scowl or frown. However deep down is a demon filled to the brim with honor and loyalty, never willing to back out of a deal or leaving a friend out to dry.
History: Conrad, like all Bloodthirsters, came from the realm of the blood god Khorne. Birthed from the boiling pits of blood at the bottom of the skull throne, each bloodthirster is told to fight or die. This was no different for Conrad, he clawed his way tooth and nail to the top and prospered. However Conrad was always different, instead of the mindless bloodshed and killing just for the sake of killing. Conrad wanted more out of life than that, he wanted a purpose. Lost, he didn't know what to do until he heard of the school. It might not have all the answers to his problem, but it was a start.
Other:
-As a demon of war and carnage, Conrad doesn't back down from fights.
-Domination is a power natural to Bloodthirsters. In essence, Domination causes those of weak will to be underneath the complete control of Conrad. Don't worry, I won't use it on other peoples OC's without their consent.
-A Bloodthirster is a powerful demon, as such some of his true nature bleeds out of his human form. Whenever he is around humans for a prolonged amount of time violence soon ensues.
-Also Bloodthirsters, and demons of Khorne in general, are hated by most others.
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Species: Bloodthirster
Appearance:
Skill:
-War strategy
-How to fight with axe
-Swordsmanship
-How to fight with whips
-Duel wielding
-Anatomy
Powers:
-Superhuman strength/durability
-Regeneration
-Indomitable will
-Domination
-Flight
-Fire/heat proof
-Ignore pain
Weaknesses:
-Holy items of high power
-Constant struggle to control violent urges
-"Siblings" constantly try to kill each other
-Anger
-Guilt
-Silver burns but it is more annoying than anything
-Underestimates injuries.
-Water
Personality: Angry, independent, honorable. Unlike others of his species, Conrad tries to keep his natural urges under control but it is a difficult task. So much energy is spent suppressing his violent tendencies that he has little patience with others. As a consequence he is usually known as the "angry" student and is rarely seen without a scowl or frown. However deep down is a demon filled to the brim with honor and loyalty, never willing to back out of a deal or leaving a friend out to dry.
History: Conrad, like all Bloodthirsters, came from the realm of the blood god Khorne. Birthed from the boiling pits of blood at the bottom of the skull throne, each bloodthirster is told to fight or die. This was no different for Conrad, he clawed his way tooth and nail to the top and prospered. However Conrad was always different, instead of the mindless bloodshed and killing just for the sake of killing. Conrad wanted more out of life than that, he wanted a purpose. Lost, he didn't know what to do until he heard of the school. It might not have all the answers to his problem, but it was a start.
Other:
-As a demon of war and carnage, Conrad doesn't back down from fights.
-Domination is a power natural to Bloodthirsters. In essence, Domination causes those of weak will to be underneath the complete control of Conrad. Don't worry, I won't use it on other peoples OC's without their consent.
-A Bloodthirster is a powerful demon, as such some of his true nature bleeds out of his human form. Whenever he is around humans for a prolonged amount of time violence soon ensues.
-Also Bloodthirsters, and demons of Khorne in general, are hated by most others.
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