Professor_Wyvern

COMBAT-FOCUSED, High Fantasy RP?

AND MY AXE.

At the least attention is drawn.

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-Encore Performance, aka d-d-d-double post-

Rattlesnake Jack paused for a moment as he continue glancing around the area. Reaching towards his waterskin, before deciding against having another drink. I'll wait 'til the Sweat Lodge ritual wears off...and go to a proper saloon. he thought to himself. Rattlesnake Jack took a deep breath in and out, "Any of ya'll slickers got any cigarettes on ya?"

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Rattlesnake Jack simply tipped his cowboy hat at Psyga yelled out that, yes, in fact Rattlesnake Jack was there. "Well, I'd reckon it seems my reputation continues to precede me." Unlatching his thumbs from his belt he moved his hands closer to his gun-holsters, carrying his trusty Colts, as usual. Then some girl in a rope with some oversized farming impliment, which appeared designed in a way quite different than a usual scythe, ran off towards him. He arched his left eyebrow, "Missy, I can tell ya that I don't got no tail." He used his right hand as he gestured behind his duster-coat.

"Sides, would ruin my jeans if I did have a tail like it. If'n you were thinkan the use of that there ol' double negative meant me sayin' I had a tail. Which, I ain't got." He glanced towards the man as he asked in curiosity what, sort of thing he was. " 'Twas an insult, plain and simple like a ravenous buzzard stripin' a coyote carcass on a hot day."

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Zero Hex said
okay but what about the mecha game with several approved bios and people waiting for the game to start that you said you'd make an IC post for 6 days ago?

Indeed, that is quite the curious conundrum. You'd imagine that would hold a tad higher place than constructing another interest check yes? Giving some sort of answer to that instead of leaving it in an unholy purgatory, seems like it would be a good idea.

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Clearly, spent a bit too long in the Sweat-lodge.

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Rattlesnake Jack idly glanced around the terrain, noting that it was incredibly desolate and blue. It was really blue, with some flying numbers. But despite that it was still desolate; Well sans a discernible group of individuals gathered and chatting among each other. Looked like a buncha city-slickers, for the most part. He peered at the large mechanical device, which was not upon any tracks, then again this could be due to the fact that it was in a blue swirly place. Rattlesnake Jack pondered on whether or not he should have stayed in the sweat lodge for as long as he did that time. Figuring that he probably did reckon that he spent too long in a sweat-lodge, he figured he should have a good old fashion drink.

As such he reached towards his left as he grabbed his water-skin, and slightly lifting his mask, before he took a quick swig. Jack placed the water-skin back on his belt, and lowered his mask again. Waiting for a moment, Jack approached the group, most likely due to a sense of boredom, and while he approached the spurs on his boots jangling a bit.

"Heh; Howdy there pardners." He said to the assorted band. Hooking his thumbs around his belt he paused as he spoke up again, "Ain't ya'll slickers, a bit far from the City?"

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Or roll a dice.

And the signature had clear instructions to follow.

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Added movement speed to his repertoire.

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Howdy there pardners.

Username: Professor_Wyvern
Character nickname: Rattlesnake Jack
Gender: Male

Appearance: Rattlesnake Jack is a tall man, with a runners build. His skin is dark like the desert sands. He has dark brown eyes, and dark black hair which, extends to the back of his neck. He wears a black cowboy hat, a black dustercoat, some well-worn dark blue jeans, and dark brown cowboy boots with the spurs attached. Over his face he wears a bright red bandana, hiding most of sans his eyes. On his belt he has two snake leather holsters which hold his two favorite guns.

Personality: Rattlesnake Jack is a suave man, keeping an air of superiority in everything he does. And no little folk ain't gonna be runnin' the show. It's Rattlesnake Jack's show, and as such there is no trace of the former personality. He's a smug individual, who pines for adventure, and something worthy of his skills, as rustling cattle and Gunfights at High Noon have lost their luster. He's rather fond of taunting others, whether he is or isn't in combat, and enjoys mockery in all forms. He is a party animal, enjoying the saloons and always seeks to start bar-fights. While he is prone to some darker things, he has a good heart, and will go help out the innocent folk, probably while using the Sheriff's stolen horse to do so.

Alignment: Protagonist

Skills:
Before
- Puzzle Solving
- Basic Knowledge of Western Mythology
- Basic knowledge of philosophy

After
-Gunslinger God: Rattlesnake Jack is beyond human imagining when it comes to his skills with a gun. Any gun he possesses and gets a hold of, alongside easily wielding it, he can do feats beyond the impossible with. Bullets know that they should be shot when he has them, and are only to be reloaded into the gun when it is cool to do so, and that they do whatever Rattlesnake Jack would will them to do. Rattlesnake Jack is after-all, a Gunslinging God, who with his loyal guns can defy logic and reason itself, with his gun-skills.

- Expert Horse-rider: Rattlesnake Jack is an expert. On horseback. He can easily ride horses.

Powers:
- Hammerspace: Rattlesnake Jack can open up a portal to a dimension which stores all the guns and bullets he could ever need, and take them with ease. All the guns/bullets in this hammerspace are linked to his soul and if the gun is out of the possession of Rattlesnake Jack it immediately teleports back into the hammerspace realm.

- Fastest in the West: Blink and you'll miss him. Rattlesnake Jack can move at mind-boggling speeds which seem impossible for human perception to fully track down. It's easy to perform a train job when you can easily out-run the train.

Equipment:
-Two Colt SAA Revolvers: He calls them Apache and Cherokee, they are his two favorite guns and as such he carries them around more than the other guns at his disposal.
- Inconspicuous Red Bandana: While it appears normal, if it is taken off by anyone besides Rattlesnake Jack, a new bandana that looks exactly the same will appear to cover his face.
-A Waterskin
-Deck of playing cards

Other: Yippie kai-yay.

Password: Draco Ignis.

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

That sounds accurate.