Pathfinder

We Are the Crystal Gems

I didn't mean it like that, bad word choice on my part. I was on the lines of him being incapacitated. He got hurt kinda bad and now he is going to sleep for a bit, heal up as humans do.

Star Wars: Rebellions Rise

@Apollosarcher
Ok, final question. Is the stormtrooper armor going to be treated like the garbage it was in the movie? I've done a bit of research and it isn't too overpowered.

We Are the Crystal Gems

Well I think this will be a good time to take a hiatus, albeit a small one. Johnny is gonna be out cold for a bit.

Star Wars: Rebellions Rise

Question, any objections to a stormtrooper who had his indoctrination broken by the rebels. I have an idea for another character if you do.

We Are the Crystal Gems

Well how I see it, humans are pretty lame unless a fantasy setting is involved and by that I mean swords and sorcery stuff. Realism is fun in these situations.

We Are the Crystal Gems

Well that took a bit, four days coming but I think I'll just leave Johnny there for anybody to interact with.

We Are the Crystal Gems

Johnny peeled out of there as soon as he could, Aquamarine's words only spurring him on. The ride was bumpy, not only was the path uneven but it seemed that gravity itself was fluctuating. However it seemed his Van was a little too heavy than the branches and shingles that flew off. The little things in his Van? Not so much. The back of the Van had become a minefield as things not strapped down began to float around before becoming projectiles when the Van bucked. Unfortunately for Johnny he found this out when a sizable rock in his collection was catapulted into the side of his head. For a moment the Van swerved as Johnny saw stars, a warm felling trickling down the side of his head as he pushed through.

It wasn't long before Johnny reached the center of town where the local police and mayor gad things pretty under control already. "Well, who'd of thought." Johnny thought to himself. Instead of being the yeller, Johnny instead began to help people get out of town as the giant eye got closer. After several minutes most of everyone was either in a car or running away. Johnny himself had just helped a family pack up before he planned on bailing. Then the laser hit. The shockwave shattered glass all around town before everything in the air came crashing down, one of them being an old fashioned hotdog stand.

The propane within exploded, turning the portable goods stand into a deadly bomb. Through the good grace of God or some other deity Johnny was not hit by any shrapnel, only the ball of fire that came from it. It layed him flat out and the only thought that passed through his head as the blackness of unconsciousness took him was how much this was going to hurt in the morning.

Descended - *Open

Oren Fendal

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Name: Oren Fendal
Age: 80
Blood%: 60% Tyro, 40% Oro
Gender: Male
Sex Preference: Bisexual
Height: 6'2
Weight: 209 lbs.
Physical appearance: Physically appears to be in his early thirties, Oren has dominantly Tyro features. Scales cover his arms, legs, upper back, and chest. These scales are a dull red and very from smooth to craggy, his Oro heritage peeking through. When it isn't contorted into a scowl or stone faced apathy, Oren could be considered handsome but, alas. Due to lingering military habits Oren keeps his hair short to his head, a little less than half an inch. Physically speaking he is like a beaten up tin can made of gold, the dents are there and there is some dirt on it but gold is gold. He has lost a bit muscle tone since his days in the Fortia armed forces but his overall build is muscular. There are many scars that cover his body, most are small things like a cut or a bullet but there are several that pop out. On his head there is a long scar that cuts through the left corner of his left eyebrow, cresting through and over his temple in a curved line. Secondly there is a large and irregularly shaped scar that branches its way along his chest, caused by an electricity based weapon. Finally there are two ugly scars over his shoulder blades, the result of having his wings ripped off. He doesn't talk about it.
Apparel:
At home, a pair of baggy jeans with lots of spacious pockets and fingerless leather gloves, if the heat permits it he will pull on a tank top. Aesthetically he has a gold chain necklace with his own, and several others, dog tags on it.
-When traveling to other places he packs according to the weather and less for comfort, practicality is its own style.
Vehicle: A motorcycle, plain and simple but reliable. max speed of 68 mph on a flat stretch of land.
Personality:
Likes
-Alcohol and cigars
-Women, sometimes men
-A good fight
-Feeling the wind fly past
Peeves
-Watered down drinks
-Weaklings
-Dragons
-People who abuse their power
-Dragons
Quirks
-Taps his foot when impatient or nervous
-Only drinks when relaxed but will smoke no matter his feelings
-Tends to headbutt people who annoy him
Occupation:
-Mechanic
-Mercenary
Faction: Oren is loyal to Fotia as a whole and not to any one faction in particular.
Pet: N/A
Adv. App.:
Exp: Oren was a soldier for Fotia, specifically as a
Spells: N/A
Abilities/Powers: Can breath fire, resist heat, and fill himself with adrenaline like any other Tyro but also has the strength, claws, and hide of an Oro. Once had wings, ONCE being a key word.
Hindrances:
-Old battle wounds, namely where his wings where torn off.
-Survivors Guilt
-Drowns his sorrows in booze and the pleasures of flesh on "bad nights"
Unknown Weaknesses:
-PTSD, infrequently a problem but on some nights Oren "Goes back" and relives the nightmare.
-Stubbornness
Weapons:
-Claws
-Guns, shotguns and rifles especially
History: A brief tour into your character's life and how they end up where they are at the start of the RPG.
Trivia: (optional) Didn't know that!

Arboreal

@Too Old 4 This
Made some edits, both here and in the PM I sent.

We Are the Crystal Gems

I dunno about getting to help people, Kronshi's post made it seem that Johnny's a Van went like like this instead of being a hero.