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The Unpopular Opinions Thread.

Overwatch is good, but it should cost only 30 bucks and is nothing new or special, and doesn't deserve any kind of rabid fanboy/girlism. The characters aren't that interesting either.

Star Wars: A New Beginning

@Rawkaccurate

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

@AristoI am fairly sure my team is full right now, but I tell ya hwat. If you send me a character concept, I'll see if I can squeeze you in. And yes, werewolves are a thing. I am adding info for them now. But I am not sure if I will allow a beginning werewolf. Maybe. No vampires however.

Star Wars: A New Beginning

@RawkHow dare you. I'm now going to change it every hour until you apologize

I feel content with this one for awhile methinks

Alamo Scouts, Inc.

Name:

Derrick 'Reaver' Garlen
Description: Age 37, 178 pounds and 5 foot 11 inches. Scar on his right jawline, and a crisscrossing scar along his abdomen. No tattoos. Caucasian, with a workers tan and 5'0clock shadow. Almost never seen without his combat gear on. Even wears his uniform trousers during his leisure time.
Personality Profile: Reaver's born for this kind of life. He took whatever he could to get away from his abusive parents and their poor lifestyle, already having been known as a fighter. He's often introverted but loyal to his comrades, but terrifying to his enemies (if they have a chance to realize who they're facing before they are taken down by the scouts). Reaver's idea of relaxing is standing guard, cleaning his weapons, and discussing the next mission.
Military Skills/Experiences:

• Joined the Marine Corp. age 20. Served with distinction for 7 years in the 0300 infantry.
• Was assigned into Task Force Bayonet, and spent 3 years in Northern Brazil and Argentina rooting out Paramilitary rebels with ties to China.
• Was allowed leave, but elected to stay and was induced into MARSOC for 2 years, performing covert operations in the Middle East.
• Took a few years off and spent time as head of security for a private banking agency, before joining Alamo Scouts.

Additional Skills/Abilities:

• 3 years Jiu-Jitsu experience
• 2 years Wing Chun experience
• Airborne
• SCUBA

Known Languages: English, Portuguese, Arabic, Russian
Primary Weapon: A Pytaek heavy machine gun, with a red dot sight and foregrip.
Secondary Weapon: Tac-19
Handgun:M1911
Edged weapons:Combat Knife

Fallout: Terror of the Everglades

@MarsAdeptAppreciate the effort and warning. We'll be fine for a bit. I'll probably post on the morrow

Beyond the Ring - A Tolkien based RP

@JbcoolI like it. So it would be into the fabled land of Rhun, then? A fine idea.

🦄 The Best Exotic

Alcander Mires

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Location: Back to the Hotel
Interacting with: Nobody

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Al's head broke the surface of the water, his dark hair slicked back by his hands as he opened his eyes. The sun felt good on his skin, and the cool water surrounding him. He was very glad that the university seemed to not care at all that he used it as a literal morning refresher. No kids were around today though. Just him and his thoughts that nagged at him. "Maybe read a bit later. That'll clear your thoughts." he told himself, and then slinked deeper into the water again.

He was feeling much better with his alone time, but it always took a bit after a party for him to feel relaxed again. Granted, that hadn't really been wild at all other than the punches thrown and the nice butts he got a good view/feel of. Them and of course, Desh's driving fiasco. Somehow, despite his tired mentality, he also felt like he was on a bit of a high. Often enough he left parties because he couldn't deal with people or they thought him boring, but neither of those happened this time.

He'd swim a bit more and then head back to the hotel, maybe hang with the girls and Murphy again for a bit, to see if they actually felt comfortable around him. Who knows?

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

Joseph 'Tank' Cooper

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"We have a triple suicide," Greg told him, shoving the files into Tank's arms. "Well that's not something you hear about everyday." Tank agreed, shifting through the papers and listening to Greg as they walked. He had a toothpick in his mouth as usual, and a very relaxed manner about him. He nodded to Cecily in greeting, his mind still half on the paper in front of his eyes and Greg's explanation.

"Thing is though, this just got a lot more complicated. I don't know where Marleston ties into this other than living in the same damn building you two do; which is creepy enough. You two might want to find a new place to live. What really is throwing me off is this... Miss Glencross and Miss Graves... They were sisters. Half sisters but sisters." "I can't afford to live anywhere else with the salary you pay me," she chuckled a bit, tucking her hair behind her ear. Tank didn't look up, but he grinned at that. "Doesn't bother me. Lil danger makes life worth living." he said.

Tank finally set the papers down and crossed his arms, listening to Cecily's input that she seemed to have regretted saying a moment later. He met her eyes and nodded, letting her know he wasn't going to look down on her. "I agree. Lyle might have been killed because he knew too much or was asking all the right questions. Buuut what questions would he be asking, and would anyone else know of them?" The detective glanced at Greg, and then back at Cecily. He decided he'd ask around later.

"And from what I hear you had a little bit of trouble in here earlier with a break in? Can you walk me through what happened?"

Cecily nodded. "Yes, it was nearly a murder," she joked a bit with a smile. "I came in to work this morning to upload some files for the forensic artist--Wallace never understands the need to preserve a crime scene, always goes straight into ripping it apart, the git...Anyways, I thought I heard Wallace in his office, so I popped on over, and was shot at and slammed to the ground by some blonde woman. Something was definitely taken but I doubt Wallace bothered to log anything in."

Tank blinked, and let out a chuckle while he tongued the butt end of his toothpick. Her matter of fact way of explaining nearly being killed was pretty entertaining. "Did you get any kind of good look at her face? Could you identify her if you saw her again, or were you against the ground before you knew it?" Tank felt like he was way too relaxed right now to be here. His mind was sharp, but not as crisp as it usually was.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

@Lady Amalthea Gotta be honest, I love solving crimes with Karl Urban. You write him well, too.