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Above the Wastes - A Mad Max RP with airships

//DOCTOR SOLOMON BURROUGHS//

FULL NAME: Solomon Rosamond Burroughs

GENDER: Apache Attack Helicopter
Male

AGE: 59

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Standing at 6 foot 1, weighing in at 80 kilograms, tick/twitch in his left eye, increasing during times of intense focus or distress

PERSONALITY: Soft spoken, and always with a kind word, Solomon prides himself on his bed-side manner as much as he does his intelligence. Always quick with a smile, a laugh, or an inspiring quote or tale, good ol' Solomon loves to help ease the burdens that come with life of others around him. But when his increasingly prevalent memory loss is noted and he realises, tends to squirrel away and become reclusive and quiet.

BACKSTORY: {This will be filled in more as it comes to me} Coming from a long line of Doctors and medical personnel, Solomon was no different, and never had any interest in deviating from this track. Was largely a bookworm, and once he felt he was smart enough, began wandering hospital to hospital to provide his help and expertise, the only cost a meal, a drink, and a story. Has been floating around helping everyone he can ever since.

During his journey, he did settle down for one small brief moment of happiness. But after a tough and uncaring universe wrested it from him, he took to voiding his pain and emotions with exercise.

DESCRIPTION: An old doctor, riddled with experience, and wracked by early onset dementia. Despite his age, his hands are always steady, and his mind is always on the job at hand. His spare time is spent looking over bodily diagrams, or reading a book, or maintaining his extensive exercise regime. That is, if he hasn't found someone to sit down with and have a good talk to, or some children to regale with incredible stories.

SKILLS: High level of intelligence RE: Anatomy and medical application. A calming bedside demeanor. Ability to not shut up. An approximate knowledge on many things, owing to experience. Physically jacked with muscle, but refuses to attack anyone with it, in fear of hurting them.

QUIRKS: Often forgets small things, and occasionally bigger life events. Not hyper mobile, and requires a walking cane to get around with. Always has to carry his equipment in a suitcase, no matter how much of an inconvenience it is. Abhors violence and will never participate in it.

OTHER: Has a love of old timey music and books, likes the colour Orange, and the smell of fresh coffee.

Above the Wastes - A Mad Max style RP with airships

One more question, my fine friend of spudly sprightliness.

You mentioned that this has been up in a different section. Does that mean this RP has already begun, and I would be playing catch-up? (which is fine)

Simply so i could best assess the situation and scenario to best figure out how I can assist the story-line, as well as my own writing purposes.

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Hello!

Very interested in the 'Servant to the Grave' story line you have outlined up there!

I love the idea of playing an undead bodyguard that dislikes you, but is obligated to follow, protect, and obey you (and is verbal about how much he dislikes it. Potentially a honourable hero of the past who is forced into being a wraith of his former self?)

Oh no! Another Hero Academia RP!

Very interested, as it is one of my favourite shows going at the minute (that and Overlord)

But I fear that this has garnered too much interest, so please think of my as supplementary if needed.

Above the Wastes - A Mad Max style RP with airships

Hello there!

I must say I am very interested, but as a new person to this site (but not writing as an art) I fear that I may be a hindrance.

Would you be okay with a new poster, or are you looking for people with more on-site experience?

It is quite all right if this is the case :D

Muse lost, reward for capture!

Hello!

New to this site, but not new to RP either textually, board-istically, verbally, or LARP-istically.

But in recent times, I have found myself without that spark or luster I used to love so much in writing. It just didn't seem to flow as it used to, to click like a crisp new pen, or to provide that certain je ne sais quoi.

Over a glass of wine (or 4) I realised that it may be due to lack of new content, or overuse of stale ideas that I found myself gravitating to. The easy solution? Find a den where I can explore new ideas with interesting and diverse writers! A place to learn from their style, adapt their prose into a brand-new muse, to replace that dear girl who flew off.

And so, I find myself washed up upon your shores.

I look forward to meeting, greeting, laughing, and learning from each and every one of you.

Please, do not be shy.

And remember,
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