POOHEAD189

Dragon Age: The Uncharted Depths

I think Sickle is just incapacitated atm. I'm ready to post once this is good to continue @Apollosarcher

The Expendables - Team 2

@CharnobyliskThanks. The white color I recall now that you mentioned it. I thought the WIP I just couldn't post in the CS section. My bad! Thanks for letting me know.

Ooooh remove the period. Ok

I hope to have a great time

Hello Bee~ I think you will have a great time, to be honest!

Wanderlust (High Casual)

The Wanderer: Gabriel Del'Tannon

Gabe had the bottle at his lips right as Aurelia began her theatrics, and it slowly fell down to his lap as the normally stoic man's face turned comically questioning. "What the hell?" he whispered, harsh eyes now turning merely confused. The girl'd had too much drink for all of them it looked like. He'd seen women make fools of themselves because of alcohol before, but never a warrior and never in such a dramatic fashion. He then did something that he didn't think he'd do. He started laughing. No mere chuckle, either. A full blown laugh that carried across the camp.

Gabe almost didn't take the threat seriously when Aurelia beckoned Senna over, sword drawn. He decided to quiet down, stifling his laugh by coughing and patting his chest with a fist. He doubted anything would happen, but old habits kicked in. It was plain instinct when his free hand slid over to his pistol grip. He just watched the exchange between the two girls. He shook his head, figuring he knew where it was going. Somewhere that only drink could take people. His gaze switched to Senna, and he realized his initial thought was wrong. That girl would do most anything sober.

The Expendables - Team 2

Not quite done but I think I am on the right track. I'm trying to make a character that is a homage to Jackie Chan and a few of his more popular roles. :P I don't know how to create lines between pics, and I don't know if [hr.]/[hr.] is that or not lol.

Let sleeping dogs lie.

AYE

Wanderlust (High Casual)

_{I bet he enjoys girl-on-girl action too.}

@Viciousmarrow

_{As two pieces of bread on a Hannibal sandwich maybe.}

@Snagglepuss89

Conspiracy-Closed

Red Strike (Ro'Kun)

All around him was chaos, but Ro'Kun did his best to focus only on this huge girl in front of him. With quick, close quarter strikes, the young man battered at and through the girl's defenses. His hands were like a machine gun. He blocked her attempt at a punch, redirecting her powerful attack above his head, and he continued to pummel her until he was knocked back by a powerful kick. The wind flew out of him and he rolled, and groaned on the ground.

Still, it seemed to be enough to deter Titania though. She quickly decided that Wicked's screams along with Ro'kun's fierce attack was enough for one day, and she promptly fled. He got to his feet unsteadily, and coughed. "Wow...that was something, eh girlies?"

They had both gone by the time he'd regained composure, and he beat his chest a bit and slapped his face to wake up. Two beautiful women and now was the time to lose your head!? Good women and good food were the important things in life!

Then again, that Wicked scream almost burst his eardrums. He'd need to check and see if Tia was alright too. For now though, he decided it was time to relax, and he stretched. His back popped, and his eyes widened from the sound. "...That was either really good or really bad." he deadpanned.
@Wick

Wanderlust (High Casual)

The Wanderer: Gabriel Del'Tannon

The night was young and the fire was hot. Hot enough to keep the cool desert climate from slinking into his bones. The drink helped too, he had to admit. He took another small swig, reminding himself that he'd need to save his drink for the remainder of his short life. Gabe patted his chest and did his best to let out his burp quietly.

He looked over to each side. The wanderer sat near most everyone, making himself be readily available for anyone to talk to. Because he knew he couldn't trust himself to start conversation. His guns were still by his side, despite the apparent safety of the night. Not even with the Oasis still in sight and merrymaking abound would he let his guard down. He resigned himself to listen to Hannibal's exploits as the dusk grew into dark. It wasn't an unimpressive tale, he had to admit. There had to be a reason Hannibal was famous. Talk usually didn't get you fame. It usually got you dead, in Gabe's experience.

With a sigh, he decided to speak out. "Good story." Gabe said with a raised voice, hefting his drink. "Officers with honor are hard to come by these days."

Conspiracy-Closed

@Wick my hero