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Mass Effect: Underworld

@BlackSam3091 No I'm not joking lol. Cause she has a second hand that's usually kind of tied wiht a big omni shield that kind of would hinder doign finer movement like reloading the first one. I can remove it if it's that much of a problem.

Mass Effect: Underworld

@BlackSam3091 It's not a coding line xD She carries two of those xD Wielding two at once would be pretty OP, but having the second one for the moment the first runs out of ammo would be huge! Double the ammo! DOUBLE THE FUNNNNNNNNNNNN! EXPLOSIONSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! DESTRUCTION!!!!!!!!!!!

Mass Effect: Underworld

@MrDidact As it's actually writen the skin hasn't grown over the cybernetics, but beside them to their edges where the skin could extends to. Also the alliance didn't get her those cybernetics she got them on her own aka paid them for by herself. She was discharged already by that point.

EDIT: it's writen the skin grew back around them. But I can word it differently to be more clear. ^^

Mass Effect: Underworld

@Mega Birb For salissa? More or less. She's not really too hot on the idea of having a serious lover and besides most won't really like the look of those cybernetics and scars... unless they are krogan I gues... krogan like scars.

Mass Effect: Underworld

Oookey there we go @BlackSam3091 ^^

My Hider

Name:

Salissa Fortia

Race:

Human

Class:

Soldier

Age:

31

Sex:

Female

Appearance:

1.89m tall, with straight long chestnut hair. She has amber colored eyes and rather elegant and beautiful face not destroyed by everything she's lived through. From her neck down thing aren't as great though. Her whole arms have been replaced by bulky cybernetic limbs, with her skin already grown back and healed around them, leaving just vague scar outline. Down her torso could be seen a number of artificial hard skin like material that has been used to close up the huge missing chunks of her body. She also bears no tattoos in any form.

Backstory:

Salissa was born on a ship. A civilian trader freighter named Jackson's Hop. Not the brightest naming ever, but it did the job and was a rather catchy and easy to remember, making the freighter a nice attraction when it docked somewhere as the jokes were always present. She didn't know who was her father though, he changed ships soon after her mother got pregnant and she didn't seem to want to talk about it. Instead Salissa grew up, listening to stories of battles and soldiers and of the infinite possibilities out there.

She signed up for the military as soon as she was able to. Passed her training with flying colors and quickly got into regular duty. She served a few years without much special events taking place beside the occasional raid on pirate ships that were praying on the trader routes. She was later offered a side job proposition. A covert ops assignment that officially was never part of the alliance. They'd fly solo, prevent things that need to be prevented without much noise. It served wonders for a while, before her squad got led into an ambush. Their leader was a fan of the covert attacks even when such things weren't possible to pull out. The plan was simple, they'd fly a stealth shuttle in low orbit under the radars and jump directly into the base at the dead of night. Plan was good, but they were expected. The moment the shuttle's door opened, heavy turret fire opened, tearing up most of her squad. Her own limbs got severed as the huge caliber fire, basically tore them as the bullets passed through them. She suffered a few other serious injuries as chunks were missing on her torso. The shuttle doors closed and they flew away right away. After serious medical intervention she survived, but was deemed unfit for service.

After that event she used all her savings to get herself decked up with early bulky military versions of cybernetic limbs. Not the most beautiful sight, but the heavy armor was rather good boon in her line of work. She also get herself fitted with some replacement organs for those damaged or lost in her injuries, in addition to the artificial coverage of the wounds that also offered a degree of protection against blows.

The following years as a discharged with honors, she spend working as a gun for hire. Mostly protection duty or raids on other mercs and pirates. Making herself quite the name and even earning the nickname of ' The walking fortress' Mostly for the fact while she wields a heavy shield, facing her is like facing a castle, castle that can jump and smack you over the head with it's walls.

With the reaper war started, with the full galactic mobilization of every possible force out there, Salissa returned to serve her homeworld once more. Facing combat on the front lines as often as she can, tearing and shattering through enemy lines, offering protection to units in need of retreat or regroup.

When the dust settled down, the Reapers destroyed and the Earth 'saved', she finally took a moment to take a deep breath and look at what it all ended up as. The galaxy mostly in ruins, Earth brought to it's knees... So much was lost, but she was content, they had survived. Humanity was still here and we had no desire to give up. As such she returned to active duty officially, joining the military once more.

Psyche Profile:

Salissa has been fascinated with stories of battle, of soldiers performing impossible feats, of incredible sights and places, ever since she was a child, sitting on her mother's knees. She loves to travel and before the Reapers showed up, she had made a promise to herself to travel everywhere she can. Her only regret is that she was not able to visit Asari space before the war started and witness it's full glory. Still she plans to eventually do that now, at least when she retires from military service once more.

Currently she works her best to provide as much security to the civilians as possible, fight gangs and also preach for racial understanding and stability on Earth. She dislikes the growing tension with all aliens that were still present on Earth. What she hates most are all bandits, robbers and general outlaws though. They faced complete destruction, but the nature of the people has not changed to her worst realization. Sometimes she wishes she had a strict code to follow like the Justicars in the Asari culture. A code that did not allow for gray areas.

Specialty:

Salissa has been on the front lines since the day she first stepped into a battlefield. She never liked secretive tasks that require stealth as she was pretty lacking at that ability. Instead she was a master of open combat. Dashing between cover, firing heavy weaponry, getting into melee range and then finish her kills from up close with gun, blade and fist. She's quite adept at handing pretty much every machinegun that hits the field and then some, additionally as of late she's taken to also using heavy omni-shields in both mobile and stationary variants, turning herself into literal movable fortress in combat. Also pretty much mastered the use of said shields for offense.

In short if you need to have the enemy line shattered and all the enemies broken to pieces, or someone to hold a narrow position as a literal wall, Salissa's your solider.

Powers/Skills:

-Adrenaline rush
-Omni-shield
-Fortified defensive barrier generator
-Explosive ammo
-Cryo ammo
-Expert marksman
-Expert Hand to Hand combat

Equipment and Resources:

-M-76 Revenant
-M-6 Carnifex
-Monomolecular combat knife
-Heavy armored cybernetic limbs

Sample Post:

“Captain, you sure this thing's solid?” Salissa asked while the squad was being rocked about in the low altitude flying shuttle. The task had red flags all over it from the moment she read the file on it. Her captain didn't seem to mind it much though, but then again he was NOT present in the mission. He opted to stay in the ship and wait for results this time. She wasn't sure this was good... he'd never miss a chance to boast and the fact he missed a mission let her to believe there was great chance for things to go wrong.

“Should be fine...” Was her leader's reply over the comms before they went silent to avoid detection from the base they were raiding. That was another thing she didn't like. There was a perfectly good path to storm the place from. Granted they had to fight through a few fortifications, but at least they would be risking the more likely than not automated anti air defenses on the cliff they were moving in through.

“He hasn't let us down... yet.” Her teammate stated, a nice blonde girl, barely out of training really. She's been with them for like 2 missions so she didn't really know all the close situations they ran in for a while now. All the times they could have used brute force and dealt with situation, their captain wanted to go the sideways and more often than not it tended to backfire.

“ETA 15 seconds.” The pilot of the shuttle stated over their comms and the squad quickly started to finish preparations. Put on their helmets, ready their weapons and the like.” 10 seconds.” Was the next message and they readied by the hatch, ready to leave the shuttle.” 5 sec.”

Then the hatch opened and all hell broke loose. The fire started the moment the hatch was opened. 5 heavy anti infantry turrets all started firing at the same time. The armor of the shuttle held, but with the hatch opened, all the soldier were free game. Her squadmates fell by the moment and Salissa herself didn't have the time to realize what was happening. She just felt a pinch of pain on her left arm... a shell tore her arm away from the shoulder clean, leaving bone and tissue. She felt another pinch of pain as the shots tore through her flesh and eventually her other arm. Last thing she remembered was the doors closing merely 3 seconds after they opened and the shuttle flew away, carrying the surviviors... barely surviviors. With her final moments of consciousness, she heard the pilot of the shuttle shouting for the medbay to be ready...

Notes

-She doesn't really have a defined sexual preference. Gender or race doesn't really matter for her. For her it's just a way to release pent up stress.
-Her most notable achievement came after she received her cybernetic augmentations. She stormed into a heavily fortified Cerberus base of operations of the classified variation and tore the place apart.
-She's also one of those few who can claim to have bested a krogan in test of strength. In front of witnesses, she managed to stop a charging krogan dead in his tracks after bashing him with her shield. Following a contest of strength, her adversary was slammed backwards, before taking another bash to the head.

Mass Effect: Underworld

@Silver Fox Ye you zee me foxy. Ye will see also my application for this rp soon enough... just when I finish the backstory that is. THe warming weather fatigue is real D;

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

Falke – East Shopping District, Yellow Market.

“Yes, I live in the forest. Is that a problem?” Chambala asked, slightly tilting her head in curiosity. She found it so odd how people were always so surprised or shocked that she lived in the forest. Granted she never had seen anyone live in the forest beside herself, but it still was her home since she was a child. She even had taught the hunters that sometimes entered the Iron Sap Forest to avoid certain areas if they wanted to live cause well her traps were placed at those and her traps were incredibly deadly. She had to bail them out not once before they learned. It was lucky no one lost their lives. Now they knew and what's more she had even placed up warnings at certain places where her traps were located such as small signs or things written into the bark of the trees. She missed her home.

“So we are practically neighbors!” Chambala said with a smile when the other woman said where she was from.” Great, we can travel together then! If we are lucky and no problems arise on the road, we should be there before winter starts to settle in.” She nodded in pleased manner and stretched now that all her things were gathered. She was ready to leave the market square and head back to that inn she was at. Nice enough place, where she could leave her provisions and other random things she has been buying for a few days now in preparation to leave.” Yes, it will be a long trip, but if we leave tomorrow morning, we should get there in time. Hopefully unless winter starts early this year which is definitely a possibility. Have you stocked on traveling supplies? If no, I can show you a few good shops to buy provisions.” The fur clad woman said with a smile, turning towards Rebecca. She didn't know why, but she found the woman pretty good company quite fast. Maybe she was missing interactions now that her trusty friend died and craved company.

“Hey, I have my ways to fight such things...” Chambala replied in almost pouting manner.” And I've not tried fighting a golem just yet. I was just wondering in case I ever had to. If such thing tries to fight me at my territory in the forest, I'd tear it apart with my traps. There are a few traps I specially made to fight beasts and other things that are too big or sturdy to fight from up close.” She stated with a smirk.” You should see them, they can take out a bear in just a moment. Anyways, do you plan to talk to that... goldy thing or do you want to leave now?” She asked.

Warhammer 40k: The Chaos Incursion

Well the 'battle' unfolded like it was expected. Mass confusion on hte rioters' side, mass death, it was basically a genocide really. Botler fire and grenades tore through the lightly to no armored heretics and soon everything was tured into a nice paste of bone, flesh and blood everywhere. Vala was impressed actually, she had seen such scenes in the past, but usually in tightly cramped corridors on ships. To see it on the ground in the open was a whole different kind of experience. She salso supposed it was partly because on ships the targets were usually at least armored to some extend... Anyhow it appeared there were some stragglers who tried to run before they were reached by the decimation that unfolded.

One of htose was taken down quickly by Andromedai. That said, another silent shot also happened when Vala also fired at another self proclaimed runner of the carnage. Her solid slug projectile silently tore through the air, impacting at the back of hte head on her target. The effect was instantaneous as his face was basically blow away, leaving a huge hole through his entire head. The second shot she fired was at another one's leg, creating a bloody mess where his knee should have been. He wasn't dead, but probably was going to be if he wasn't treated soon. Still she had anothe reason why she didn't kill him." I secured a target for interogation. Someone can go fetch him... before he bleedouts." She stated with a shrug, firing at another fleeing rebel.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

@mnkee Yeah he's cool and oddly adorable at times xD

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Jeanette 'Mosi' Crane

Location: Brunswick Chapel of Ease to St. Maryle Bone and then a coach towards Hyde Park.

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“Hehehe, do not worry, friend.” Jeanette replied with a smile at Fyror's statement about his company at the Almack's. It was nice to know that at least some people she knew and liked would be present at the event, but that made things just a tad more uncomfortable considering the soulless situation. The possibility of the event being a prime target of attack of those evil beings was very real and she knew full well they weren't simple beasts. If they had managed to trick through the barriers or anything else to get inside, it was going to become a real meat grinder if the people there panicked.

“Even your simple presence there will be a huge change for the better. While I don't really care what people think or whisper about me, I do find it a little lonely at times when everyone is talking between themselves and I stand alone. You being there, will give us a nice chance to chat. Besides those people judge you unfairly, if they cannot understand you for the good person you are, they lose.” She added with a smile.” You are right there, the presence of more soldiers will be a good thing, more people who won't panic and can fight and protect, the better.” Mosi nodded with a pleased smile.

She noted they were getting close as the couch started to slow down and eventually stopped. Mosi could see Fyror's brother outside and smiled as Fyror left.” Take care too, friend. Also best regards to your family.” She replied to him with a slight soft smile and waved lightly.

After that she quickly said her address to the driver of the couch.” After you bring me there, you are free.” She added with a friendly pleased voice.' This was a good...ish start of the day. It's too bad for the poor girl that died today though. I should make sure to be armed when I go to the Almack's later... I still have this bad feeling...' Mosi thought as she leaned back in her seat.