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In a secluded corner sat Tak, his war torn robes hiding him from prying eyes as he nursed drink. Tak had been at the cantina for hours waiting for the other members of this mission to show up. In his time here Tak had seen three fights, five illegal deals, and two drunks tossed to the streets. All in all it had been an uneventful couple of hours, with him passing the time primarily by playing holochess with an AI partner. Currently the score was three to two in his favor. However as at the beginning of his sixth game the other members began to file into the Cantina and Tak canceled the game in favor of watching them.
All in all they looked unimpressive beyond the gear they had hidden, good. Those who flaunted what they had usually weren't worth much in a real fight. Tak's attitude took a climb for the better as he saw his fellow clones enter the cantina and cause a ruckus, it brought a wave of nostalgia to the old clone and with it came a small smile. In a fluid motion he moved from his seat and weaved through the crowd before taking a seat by Vale, not looking at him as he instead ordered a drink. "Not one for subtlety are you Vale?"
All in all they looked unimpressive beyond the gear they had hidden, good. Those who flaunted what they had usually weren't worth much in a real fight. Tak's attitude took a climb for the better as he saw his fellow clones enter the cantina and cause a ruckus, it brought a wave of nostalgia to the old clone and with it came a small smile. In a fluid motion he moved from his seat and weaved through the crowd before taking a seat by Vale, not looking at him as he instead ordered a drink. "Not one for subtlety are you Vale?"
Thanks you guys, your all great.
I am sorry to everyone about my post, I've been feeling kinda down so I guess this is me venting.
Johnny paid little to the mans words, everything just kinda blended together in a haze of pain and injury. The only respite he found before his vision became too blurry was that, through some miracle, The Van pulled through in one piece. He could relax with that knowledge. The man brought him a first aid kit and began to do what he could, which wasn't much. The kit had some salves and Band-Aids to help with the injuries but they couldn't fix anything big, just soothe. At this point, pain and adrenaline was the only thing keeping him conscious. Everything hurt. His head hurt, his chest hurt, his insides hurt, just...everything was aching. Slowly it seemed whatever deity had spared him from the shrapnel just wanted to see him die from internal bleeding.
"I'm going to die, aren't I?" he said a little weakly, the emotion oozing out of him like the blood from his temple.
"I'm going to die, aren't I?" he said a little weakly, the emotion oozing out of him like the blood from his temple.
I never have good dreams. People don't usually die but things happen and it just really messes me up. Remember friends, always have a cuddle buddy.
In revelation of a ten mile run and Johnny's current situation.
@Apollosarcher
Sorry, I joined at a bad time personally. I'm gonna be busy for the next hour and the next couple days. I'll try to keep up but don't let me slow you guys down.
Sorry, I joined at a bad time personally. I'm gonna be busy for the next hour and the next couple days. I'll try to keep up but don't let me slow you guys down.
JUST LET THEY GEMS REST PEOPLE! Most of them have been awake for several hours and all they've known is battle and confusion, we need some respite!
Once Upon A Time
Name:
Paul Bunyan
Nickname:
Changed his surname Braunson to avoid awkwardness with Mundies.
Race:
Human Fable, Giant
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
There is only one change between Paul's Glamoured and unglamoured state, size. Paul stands 40 feet without his Glamour, jarring given that he now stands at a measly 6'6 in height. Paul is extremely broad and well built, towering over most other fables easily. His beard is a dense and wild thing, rough like the forests he tamed in his hay day of lumberjacking. The condition of his beard is shared with the rest of his body, black as coal and as dense as stone. Many a brush has met its end trying to tame his mane. His hands are covered in thick calluses from more than several centuries of hard labor and his skin is a little weather beaten fir the same reasons. As a general rule Paul tends to wear typical lumberjack garb. Plaid shirts, working boots, thick jeans, and a greenish-brown beanie fitted snug atop his head.
Job:
Owns a logging company however most of that money goes to maintaining his Glamour. Paul works odd jobs around town, anything from construction to bartending. His most stable job is as a cook at the I Am The Eggman Diner, he makes killer flapjacks.
Personality:
Paul is every bit the happy lumberjack from the stories. He is dedicated, determined, and always willing to give a helping hand. He values a good days work above most things, the only things on an equal plane being trustworthy friends and a hearty meal. Paul is also an avid supporter of the LGBTA community, the freedom to be who you is something he values greatly as well.
However he is not all sunshine and hearty laughs, accusing him of doing shoddy work is a quick way to get on his bad side and picking on people who can't defend themselves is another sore spot for him. However nothing riles him up more than reminding him that, for all his wealth he is barely holding on and he can't even help his oldest friend.
Fable:
Back in the Homelands, Paul was every unnamed woodsman in stories. Paul himself was a humble man with the power to cut down trees, no matter their make. Eventually he felt a pull of sorts and left for the west. It was there that Paul Bunyan the legend was created. With every tree he cut down he grew, and grew, and grew until he became the giant he is now. From felling entire forests single handedly to fighting the strange beasts of this lands Paul was known as a pillar of strength to the lumberjacks who told his stories. As with all things however, things change. When he found the blue bull Babe, Paul was faced with a challenge he had never seen before. You couldn't fix a hungry calf by telling a tree or fighting a giant monster, for the first time in his life Paul had to raise something instead of making it fall.
As the story went, Paul eventually got the hang of it and the two individuals became inseparable. And so the two went on many the adventure, the pair completing deed after deed until the exodus began. When Paul caught wind of what The Adversary was up to he and Babe hurried to the Homelands as fast as they could but by the time they arrived most of the damage was done. In the end Paul and Babe were among the last to leave the Homelands, his ability to sunder the troope of the Adversary was invaluable in helping many Fables escape. In the end however, Paul was only one man and he had to leave nursing a grew deal of wounds between him and Babe. In the aftermath Paul had to sell many of his holdings and Babe was eventually trapped in The Farm as he was left destitute. The injury on his pride was slow to heal, leaving him a bitter man for a long time before he came to accept his lot in life.
Abilities:
Paul is much, much stronger than any Mundie and in fact is stronger than all but the strongest Fables. In his unglamoured form his strength is even greater, able to cleave through just about anything with a swing of his mighty axe. In addition he is really hard to put down, his relative popularity with the Mundies being a large factor. Lastly when Paul is armed with his axe he has the ability to cut through wood like it was made of butter, even magically enhanced wood would eventually fall to its blows.
Other:
-Paul has a titanic appetite, able to out eat and out drink pretty much everyone.
-Every couple years he will drop by to the Valley of Slumbering Giants to visit Babe.
-His giant axe is kept in a secret place, hidden so that only he can get it when the need arises.
-While in no way a vegetarian, Paul can't bring himself to eat beef after raising Babe.
-Through his many years in America he has seen the rise of several figures of American legend like John Henry and Johnny Appleseed. Become good friends with the former.
Name:
Paul Bunyan
Nickname:
Changed his surname Braunson to avoid awkwardness with Mundies.
Race:
Human Fable, Giant
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
There is only one change between Paul's Glamoured and unglamoured state, size. Paul stands 40 feet without his Glamour, jarring given that he now stands at a measly 6'6 in height. Paul is extremely broad and well built, towering over most other fables easily. His beard is a dense and wild thing, rough like the forests he tamed in his hay day of lumberjacking. The condition of his beard is shared with the rest of his body, black as coal and as dense as stone. Many a brush has met its end trying to tame his mane. His hands are covered in thick calluses from more than several centuries of hard labor and his skin is a little weather beaten fir the same reasons. As a general rule Paul tends to wear typical lumberjack garb. Plaid shirts, working boots, thick jeans, and a greenish-brown beanie fitted snug atop his head.
Job:
Owns a logging company however most of that money goes to maintaining his Glamour. Paul works odd jobs around town, anything from construction to bartending. His most stable job is as a cook at the I Am The Eggman Diner, he makes killer flapjacks.
Personality:
Paul is every bit the happy lumberjack from the stories. He is dedicated, determined, and always willing to give a helping hand. He values a good days work above most things, the only things on an equal plane being trustworthy friends and a hearty meal. Paul is also an avid supporter of the LGBTA community, the freedom to be who you is something he values greatly as well.
However he is not all sunshine and hearty laughs, accusing him of doing shoddy work is a quick way to get on his bad side and picking on people who can't defend themselves is another sore spot for him. However nothing riles him up more than reminding him that, for all his wealth he is barely holding on and he can't even help his oldest friend.
Fable:
Back in the Homelands, Paul was every unnamed woodsman in stories. Paul himself was a humble man with the power to cut down trees, no matter their make. Eventually he felt a pull of sorts and left for the west. It was there that Paul Bunyan the legend was created. With every tree he cut down he grew, and grew, and grew until he became the giant he is now. From felling entire forests single handedly to fighting the strange beasts of this lands Paul was known as a pillar of strength to the lumberjacks who told his stories. As with all things however, things change. When he found the blue bull Babe, Paul was faced with a challenge he had never seen before. You couldn't fix a hungry calf by telling a tree or fighting a giant monster, for the first time in his life Paul had to raise something instead of making it fall.
As the story went, Paul eventually got the hang of it and the two individuals became inseparable. And so the two went on many the adventure, the pair completing deed after deed until the exodus began. When Paul caught wind of what The Adversary was up to he and Babe hurried to the Homelands as fast as they could but by the time they arrived most of the damage was done. In the end Paul and Babe were among the last to leave the Homelands, his ability to sunder the troope of the Adversary was invaluable in helping many Fables escape. In the end however, Paul was only one man and he had to leave nursing a grew deal of wounds between him and Babe. In the aftermath Paul had to sell many of his holdings and Babe was eventually trapped in The Farm as he was left destitute. The injury on his pride was slow to heal, leaving him a bitter man for a long time before he came to accept his lot in life.
Abilities:
Paul is much, much stronger than any Mundie and in fact is stronger than all but the strongest Fables. In his unglamoured form his strength is even greater, able to cleave through just about anything with a swing of his mighty axe. In addition he is really hard to put down, his relative popularity with the Mundies being a large factor. Lastly when Paul is armed with his axe he has the ability to cut through wood like it was made of butter, even magically enhanced wood would eventually fall to its blows.
Other:
-Paul has a titanic appetite, able to out eat and out drink pretty much everyone.
-Every couple years he will drop by to the Valley of Slumbering Giants to visit Babe.
-His giant axe is kept in a secret place, hidden so that only he can get it when the need arises.
-While in no way a vegetarian, Paul can't bring himself to eat beef after raising Babe.
-Through his many years in America he has seen the rise of several figures of American legend like John Henry and Johnny Appleseed. Become good friends with the former.
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