PURRfect93

Purrfects characters

Akio Shiazaka

Name: Akio Shiazaka
Role: Sharpshooter
D.O.B.: Feb 1st 2007 (24 years old)
Height: 6'2
Weight: 180 lbs
Nationality:Japanese-American

Appearance:

Without Gear

With Gear

Background
Akiro

Theme Song

Once A Hero

C.O.P.S. : Combat Operative Private Service 2031 (Cyberpunk-Action-Noir)

@PURRfect93Just to let you know, there is no 'dibs' on any role

@Dynamo Frokane

i figured that was the case, thus my request and not dibs :P

do you have a specific CS youd like us to use?

Project Olympia

Well, id like to join in on this if at all possible. I see that there are 4 already set in stone and about 7 people in front of me, but I figured that I could drop in and post with a glimmer of hope.

C.O.P.S. : Combat Operative Private Service 2031 (Cyberpunk-Action-Noir)

I'm going to throw my truckload of interest in now while I'm reading the OOC stuff, as well as request a slot for sharpshooter. :D

Fallout: Fall of The Brotherhood of Steel [Rebooting and Accepting]

Stark coked his head to the side as he heard some skittering and clinking in the air. Not good. If his memory served him well it could possibly be mirelurks, but he had never encountered them himself. Then he saw what looked to be a large pile of eggs ahead, one moving and appeared to be about to hatch. That's when he noticed that one of the piles of rubble wasn't in the same spot it had been before... [Per 6]

"Uhm.. Guys.." He whispered, trying to stay quiet. "I don't think were alone... those eggs up ahead are hatching i think... and the rubble might be moving.. or my minds playing tricks on me..."

Out of habit he reached up and gave the bolt in his head a quarter turn, an odd scrapping sound barely being able to be heard by anyone next to him. It was his way of fiddling nervously when he thought trouble was near.

The tickle monster?

Bump

Plague of the Stars

*smacks the table* dam this looks good! Count me in .3.

Purrfects characters

Murumasa, the Babadook

Name: Muramasa, better known as Babadook

Age: 73

Race: Construct

Alignment: fights for the demons, but only because he has to. he'd really rather just sit back and watch

Appearance:

Outpost: Hell on Earth

Skills/Abilities: Muramasa is a fantastic blademaster with high melee capabilities. he naturally can use any bladed weapon due to being created with a demonic soul.
Due to a design flaw when he was crafted, he is top-heavy. So much so that he can be easily knocked over if struck in the chest or head. As an unholy construct, he was given a demonic blade that dealt wounds that were slow to heal. Do to its limited use it still retains its ability, however he rarely uses it even now. being a construct bullets wont do much, but enough concentrated fire will start to eat away at him and make penetration easier, even breaking.

Personality: Muramasa is incredibly lazy. Although lazy, he surprisingly gets more done then most. He is remarkably cunning, a smooth talker, and will usually make others do things for him. Hell forbid you piss him off and he has to deal with you himself... He hates having to do anything himself. He angers easily and is more likely than not going to pass on whatever task hes given to someone else. Muramasa gets along with most people and demons, or at least the ones he has to deal with.

Bio: Muramasa is different from most other demon constructs. Both before and after his creation, he wasn't really into doing anything he was told. Not that he was rebellious, but because he was simply lazy. During the war Muramasa was a strategist and tactics planner, keeping himself off of the battlefield. Eventually after a particularly bad loss he was instructed to lead his forces personally, and in the process he began taking out key holds and key locations that helped push forward the end of the angels. On one such attack however he lost his life. somehow he had walked straight into a trap, loosing not only his forces but his own life. The hellforge masters took ahold of his soul and crafted a body anew for him. As much as a pain he could be to get to do things, he was an excellent strategist and fighter. Years later he was among the forces that killed the last of the angels, sealing what had been thought to be the victory blow...

Other: although before being a construct he lead soldiers and planned strategies, now he is merely a soldier. a higher ranking soldier, but a soldier none the less. if he shows enough skill as his previous life he was told he may be able to achieve a higher demon status, but one can never be certain with demons...

Purrfects characters

Name: Gavin Goolsby

Age: 22

Element: Darkness

Feel for element:(Do you like it? Dislike it?) Gavin is quite glad for his element, though he didn't show it very often. For him, having his element is like having a gift from a parent.

Appearance:


Personality: Gavin isn't the most talkative, but when he does he likes to make jokes at how people talk. Usually by making it sound like they were very literal. otherwise, hes very distant and standoffish with those he doesn't know well or doesn't get along with. Due to his past he will open up sooner to those that show him kindness, however this is also a weakness as people can easily take advantage of him like this. He also occasionally rhymes.

History: Gavin is an orphan. He was found on the doorstep of Lucky Lil' Orphanage in the middle of the night. While on the outside it looked like paradise for him and the other orphans, in reality it was living hell. The children were merely a source of money for the orphanages owner Ms.Crowley. Gavin endured the torture of being told he would never be adopted and being belittled until he was 12. The night of his 12th birthday he fled the orphanage under cover of darkness and disappeared into the city. Ms.Crowley never bothered to look for him. He hid inside an abandoned building that night, and fell asleep from exhaustion.

That was when he had the dream.

Mother earth had appeared to him and told him that he had a gift. a special gift from her, and it was powers of shadows. they talked for a while, and he came to feel like she was his mother. eventually he had to wake up however. for the next 10 years he lived in the shadows of the city, learning about its inner workings and honing his powers and skills. He felt like something was soon to change, but he wasn't sure what, but he knew it was soon...

quote:
"Now you see me, now you don't,
will you hit me? No you won't.

From the shadows i shall strike,
all my stealth is my might."

Purrfects characters

Name: Stark Slade

Age: 266 (looks to be late forties)

Citizenship: no ties as of now

Apperance:

Tag skills: Science, Repair, Medicine

Tag flaws: thrown, melee, unarmed

S.P.E.C.I.A.L.

Strength: 4
Perception: 6
Endurance:4
Charisma: 2(+1)
Inteligence: 10
Agility: 6
Luck: 8

Inventory

[gear]
-Armored lab coat (balistic fibers can stop a few small caliber rounds)
-Black rim glasses(cha +1)
-ammo bandelier (belt that holds ammo and stimpacks in various pouches across the chest)
-.50 caliber silenced anti-material rifle (seldom used, normal worn on back)
-Pew-Phew (custom laser rifle. Sports a variable scope [short/med/long] that is able to switch between night vision and normal. Also has a mod that allows it to fire plasma rounds)

[ammo, aide]
-(5) .50 cal. Drill rounds (custom) [high AP]
-(16) .50 cal. Rounds
-(44) energy cells
-(8) plasma rounds
-(2) mini-nukes*
-(4) stimpacks
-(1) bottle of rad-X (4 doses)

*-the mini-nukes are kept on the back of his bandelier under his coat. He plans on making mines out of them currently.

Bio:

Stark is the second of two survivors of vault 111, although he has never met the other. Stark was cryogenically frozen just after the great war began. He was a non-vault scientist and doctor who volunteered to be a doctor for the vault. He was never aware he would end up frozen. Upon his exit into the commonwealth, he used his knowledge of medicine and science to stay alive and prosper. Later he began practicing with
rifles as more than a hobby (as he had shot pre-war for a hobby). Taking a liking to an old laser rifle, he began tinkering with it and over time made a variable scope and a dual amunition capacitor that allowed both power cells and plasma rounds to be used. Eventually he managed to come across an old bunker while traveling and got a hold of a .50 caliber rifle. Its difficult to aim while standing or crouched, so he never uses it much unless he can get a good position. He mainly used it to hunt larger animals for food. Having seen deathclaws and power armor, he began working on a special round to tear through armor and steel. After many trials and errors he managed to make the Drill Round. The materials he used are scarce so he hordes them unless in dire need.

Once he was attacked by raiders and almost died, but was lucky and managed to escape with only a large bolt on his head. No one including himself understands how he is still alive. He has, and he admits it, had bouts of mental breakdowns on occasion. No two are ever the same.

Many encounters with the Brotherhood of Steel have made stark dislike them. Rumors of their wanting to "clense" those they deem impure angers him, and he dislikes them more and more with each bit of news he gets.

He was last seen heading to Washington after speaking with a fellow scientist. There's a legend that an old pre-war robot called liberty prime was being built there. Having no true ties to the commonwealth stark figgured it was something to do. Look for this legend, and if it was real, perhaps see about brining it online.