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Current Space vampires and werewolves try to stop a Mummy AI from spoiling their human food roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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omg it's been a very long time since I've been on here...
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9 yrs ago
"A creepy old man cut my hair off!" - Thor
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9 yrs ago
My OOC is complete. I will now go outside and enjoy the beautiful sun, until it gets too hot, then scuttle back inside where Horizon Zero Dawn awaits me. Finally, I get to play you!
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“What do you mean?” Temujin roared as the blue-skinned woman said her thanks and ran off toward an eatery across the street. “He’s still alive!” The Mongol-Kadesan raised the body of the bounty hunter like a rag doll, shaking him in the air and slapping his face until he came to. “See! Just went to sleep. Heh!” Temujin chucked him aside like garbage waste, indifferent to the loud thud made as he slammed against a building wall, knocking him unconscious, again.

Temujin’s attention shifted now toward those who came to the woman’s aid. The lumbering Torro was apparently a cohort to two others, a small green Cradeenes and a fierce woman who had a look that could kill. Beautiful, just like the blue one, but upon closer inspection, he realized that he had seen her face on a bounty paper before. Hmmm…
The altercation wilted and the denizens returned back to what they were doing. Oasis’ peacekeepers would eventually turn up and assess the damage, long after they get word that the suspects are nowhere to be found. He spat on the ground at their cowardice. Just as he did, Silus slowly walked by, beckoning him to meet at the Green Oasis with the girl as he passed Temujin. The Mongol-Kadesan laughed at his awkward attempt to be conspicuous, but nodded. The bounty hunter, much like everyone he met on Tryliin, were schemers. One must always be prepared.

He turned to Ohkarr, who began plucking at the leg of the downed thug. Temujin went over to the leather bag and untied it to grab a piece of hopper meat. “Ohkarr! Kichun-no-reika!” The avian snapped back to his companion’s native tongue, flapping over in an instant at the site of hopper flesh. It pecked at it with its beak, testing its tenderness.

“Mei-lo, mei-lo. Kuchugo mogani.” Ohkarr listened to his words well, its black soul-less eyes peering into Temujin’s. It squawked affectionately to his companion before snatching the meat from his palm and vanished over the rooftops. He grabbed his netted bag and changed into his armored gear. The inner-matted gel surfaces of each individual gear piece cooled his body parts. Temujin latched the heavy rifle and metal lance in their respective slots on his back, completing the transition from half-naked oaf, to fully armored dingus. After stuffing the net in a side pouch, he glanced over at the leather bag, then to Marcos Xins, the place where most of the participants of the street fight congregated to.

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Temujin came through the back entrance of Marco's, where he sold most of his packaged meats and other goodies to the chefs and workers taking a break in the alleyway. Most of what was left was unsellable, so he handed out the rest to a group of homeless people that were shoulder-to-shoulder around a bonfire. He immediately spotted the blue woman and the other female with her alien companions. Temujin trudged over to a table in between them and cut to the chase.

“Listen, I read the bounty database regularly. I know who you all are, and apparently a pesky bounty hunter that watched our little street performance knows us too. He wants me to meet him at the Green Oasis tonight.” Temujin glanced over to the blue woman. “I think you know who he is too… I’ve seen the way you look at him. The way all of you did.”

“I don’t know what he has up his sleeve, but if we all stick together, he’ll think twice before trying anything stupid. Plus, it’s the Green Oasis…worse that could happen is that he buys us all drinks!”
I have an idea. I'll get a post up by today that should get us meeting somewhere.
Haha so your good idea...was to use my idea. :-p
Either way is fine by me, just figured it would help move the process along quicker.
Wouldn't it be better if you just posted everything up to the last post so we won't have to wait for everyone to post in order?
Sounds like a good idea. A robot character will complete our circus!!
--- “So Temujin who did you piss off this time?” ---

Temujin and his caged avian, Ohkarr, simultaneously cocked their heads over to a figure leaning against the wall. The hat and helmet concealed the man's face, but he recognized that voice anywhere. Silus Gray.

"You sly dog!" Temujin secretly chided himself. Not only was he caught off guard, but Silus had him at a disadvantage. The Mongol-Kadesan didn't bother to glance at his weapons entangled in the net bag beside him. He'd been in enough scuffles with the bounty hunter to know how deadly of a crack shot he was. Temujin would be dead before he could touch his rifle. With nothing but a loincloth and his boots, the Mongol-Kadesan was despicably vulnerable.

--- “You jumped up to 2800 that is quite a feet from 500.”---

"Only a 2300+ increase?"Temujin snorted, a sincere look of disappointment shone on his face. He slowly rose from his feet, hands casually raised over his head in a non-threatening manner. Though Silus wore a cape, concealing the placement of his hands, Temujin knew they weren't far from a firearm's reach.

---“Now we have done this dance before and I am fine with the outcome, both of us alive is fine by my books, but I just thought you might want to know someone might be coming after you. 2800 is a lot to some rookie who doesn't know what he is getting into.”---

"2800..." Temujin was clearly distraught by this number, "I'd have thought sleeping with the slum lord's wives would have tripled that. Though... he is called a slum lord after all!" Temujin snorted, relaxing his arms. He heard Silus' words well and sensed Gray's lack of bloodlust. Their relationship was an odd one. Neither considered the other a friend or foe, rather, two opponents who respected each other's gamesmanship on this cutthroat planet. Still, Temujin would not disgrace himself further by lowering his guard a second time. "We've engaged in wondrous combat, you and I. Always on different teams... but think of the bounty, eh?"

He leaned against Ohkarr's cage, delicately resting his palms at the top of its wired framework. Ohkarr watched silently, its fiery eyes locked onto Silus with clicking talons."2800 is hopper dung! By the end of this week, I can get it up to 8,400!"

"Turn me in, collect the bounty, and we split it down the middle when I---"

Temujin's jolly demeanor shifted as he caught sudden movement at the corner of his eye. His head snapped over to what appeared to be some sort of altercation, or to Temujin's estimation, a chance to escape from Silus Gray. Deity of luck, you shower me with kisses on this day!

"Look there, Silus!" Temujin nodded over to the woman in distress. "She needs our help!"Temujin quickly unhinged the bolt that locked Ohkarr's cage. The bird pounced into the air and screamed into the musty wind, spearing toward the blue-skinned woman's attackers. Temujin struggled to untangle his lance from the netted bag, so in heightened frustration, he lifted both bags and twirled them over his head. Temujin puffed his chest full of bravado as he continued to spin over 80lbs furiously with each arm. For a moment, he briefly considered tucking tail and escaping down a random corridor mid-stride; banking on Silus' more chivalrous conscious to let the Mongol-Kadesan flee and choose to aid the woman instead. But what kind of man would Temujin be if he abandoned a woman in distress? A blue-skinned woman at that... No, he would not let Silus Gray best his manhood this time!

"Fools! You chose the wrong time to rob someone!"

And so the Mongol-Kadesan ran half-naked down the street toward a pair of brigands, swinging heavy bags over his head like a madman. Ohkarr swooped overhead and finally plunged toward the ground like a black comet. If the bird could talk, it would laugh at his lumbering companion. It would say, "Big stupid Temujin. This is the 22nd time I saved your life." Ohkarr flexed its claws and drove into the nearest attacker, its carnal strike fueled by its growling stomach.

KACHIRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!
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