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Star Wars: The New Guard

I have finished my character sheet. Be amazed! Terrified! Bamboozled!

Star Wars: The New Guard

The Dark Rider

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The dark, death, cold, entropy. The powers of the end go by many names and all are almost universally reviled in some manner. In a portion of the galaxy hidden behind gravity wells, black holes, novas' glows, and hyper-space interference lies those who embrace the end. A secular group of force users calling themselves the Sorcerers of Rhund, masters of corrupting darkness and horrific mind control. These foul, almost lovecraftian magi control a small handful of planets in the unexplored regions of galaxy with an iron grip. However, they are secular and reclusive and before there have never been an instance of one leaving their little kingdom.

Until now. With the destruction of Alderaan and the first deathstar, the sheer amount of lives ground to little more than space dust could be felt across the galaxy, and the followers of Rhund were no exception. While some sorcerers fled to join the likes of Palpatine in his dark empire, some left to agitate and learn from these moments of exceptional destruction. One such young sorcerer was a man named Rondal Lavoish, once human but now something much different. He sought to learn from the civilized galaxy, and return with the power of a fully fledged Sorcerer.

This was a year after the battle of Yavin. Three years came and went and with them, Rondal learned much. He learned things which contradicted his faith in the dark, in the end of all things. With these feelings of conflict in his ideals, came shame, curiosity, and fear. Fear he would die if he ever returned to his old masters, shame at his weakness. Curiosity if there was a better way to be, something better than a death worshiping madman. Before, he was a domineering pawn in a much bigger game, a thug who acted as the Sorcerer's Dark Knight, riding upon a fell creature to deliver demands. Now he was a vagabond wandering the galaxy looking for his chance at a new life.

Rondal booked himself a trip on a ship known as the Falling Star, needing to eventually find himself to a world which he thinks might contain information about the likes of so called Force users of the galaxy. However, fate has now intervened and where Rondal will end up is up to fate. To Rondal, he hopes to be quite lucky and get there unscathed.

However, to some, there is no such thing as luck....

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Character Sheet

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Note: If someone wants to have met up with Rondal in the 3 years he's been about the galaxy, I'd be down.

Iliad City: A Magical RP in an Original World (Resuming)

Bump a dump

Dragon Ball Gaiden

I;ll try to get a post out tomorrow guys. Life's sorta started kicking my arse, and I apologize for sorta vanishing.

Dragon Ball Gaiden

"Do-do-da-doooo, walkin along, do-do-do-daaaa, singin mah froggy song! Ribbit" A deep, croaking voice sang out as the trotted across a grassy field, soaking in the sunshine, having a wonderful time of it all. The birds were chirping, bees were buzzing, psychotic cabbage men were running up to him, it was just a swell t-
Wait, what?

Snare turned to see what looked like the world's angriest head of cabbage rushing him, screeching like a banshee and baring two fist full of claws. Its eyes were red like hell fire, and its grin was filled with sadistic glee. It babbled in some sort of talk he couldn't understand, if it was talking at all, and was closing fast. Snare grumbled, and set down his hobo-sack, otherwise known as a handkerchief tied to a stick to carry some provisions, and stood his ground. He gently shifted his feet, digging up the soil as his clawed, webbed toes curled and his heels dug themselves in. Snare moved a hand above his head, and waited for a few moments as the small green humanoid dashed forwards claws outstretched, thinking the froggy humanoid would be easy prey.

Snare waited until the freak entered the golden zone, just in range of his Ki Blade technique, but outside of its arm's length. With a brutal slash, Snare brought down his arm as the blade of energy formed and cleaved the Cabbage-man's arm down the center, splitting it in two. Steam rose as the wound is burnt closed as its formed, and the Saibaman squealed in pain, before raking its other clawed hand over Snare's chest, carving a nasty flesh wound. Snare winced in pain, and hissed and unleashed the backswing of his Ki Blade, but the creature is ready for it. The Cabbage leapt back, and prepared to unleash some sort of attack from its head as it split open, Snare leapt back as a splattering of acid was launched from the beast's forehead.

Snare held a hand to his bleeding chest as he judged his opponent, but he had little time to rest as the Saibaman started to launch energy attacks, small energy orbs which soared towards Snare through the steam rising from the acid spray. However, much to the Saibaman's dismay the ki attacks seemed to sink into Snare's tubby body, and be slung back towards it, like bullets rebounding from the world's most stretchy rubber. As the ki blasts were launched back, Snare used it as a screen to start closing the distance while the Saibaman was dodging. He aimed a strike to cleave the Saibaman's head from its body, and it, seeing the giant towering toad coming in for an attack, rushed forwards to impale him through his chest wound with its claws.

The two warriors passed each other as both attacked, sliding to a halt a few feet away. A large gash split open on Snare's left side, blood spewing onto the lush grass below. The Saibaman turned to continue the fight, screeching in evil joy at seeing Snare bleed. However, as it twisted its body to face back and finish the job a searing pain shot through its neck shortly before the Saibaman got a good view of its own body. "G-gek?" The Cabbage croaked, before succumbing to its decapitation, and dying. Snare chuckled a bit, and began to grab the bits of Saibaman for later food. It looked like cabbage, and if he was lucky, it'd taste like it too.

"Now, what in the fresh swampy hell was that thing? Aint seen anything like that nowhere..." Snare pondered as he shoved Saibaman chunks into his hobo-sack. The wounds ached and burned as he moved but he knew that they were superficial at best. If he kept them clean, they'd patch themselves up given time. Planting his butt on the grass for the time being, Snare started a little fire using his Ki blade, and began to roast Saibaman on an open flame.

Dragon Ball Gaiden

Lord of the Swamp, Thickest glutton, shaped like a friend.

Name: Snare
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Race: Demon

"Aint I the prettiest bubble in the bog?"

Appearance:

Personality: Brutal when angered, but normally quite jolly and protective, Snare acts as like a bodyguard, and a friend to most he meets. He has taken time out of his life to try and repress his more demonic urges for destruction and death, but even still he takes sadistic glee in combat.
History: Born in Age 736, around the same time Krillin and Hercule Satan would of been born, Snare was hatched from a spawning pool of about 40 siblings in a swamp on earth, as part of a plot by a magic using fiend to cultivate a demon army to conquer the world. However, the Sun Clan of martial artists, dedicated to wiping out infernal powers threatening the world descended upon the wizard, and his demon underlings.

Luckily for Snare, he was off chasing a rather large rat, attempting to shove it into his maw. As he was a small, tubby, short legged creature he ended up taking almost an hour to catch this rat, which after he became lost and wondered the swamps. Eventually, and luckily for him, he stumbled upon a group of alligator-men who mistook the small scaled demon for one of their own. He was raised among the gunk and bunk of the swamp, eating other denizens of the swamp and living the high life. When he was reaching adulthood, the smell of burning swamp filled the air, and the sky was darkened with soot and ash.

A small army of 30 men encroached into the swamp and began burning, and draining it away. As they came across the later gators, they attempted to coerce them into servitude. When one refused, he was gunned down without mercy, and the humans attempted to gun down further members of Snare's tribe. Snare, seeing such brutality flew into a rage and leapt forwards, grabbing onto one of the humans before tearing them in two.

The murderous band attempted to gun down the demon, but such pitiful weapons were nothing against his scaley hide, and rage fueled pain resistance. Snare leapt from enemy to enemy, tearing them apart with reckless abandonment until he forced them out of his home. After this display of exceptional strength, one of the eldest of the tribe, their shaman offered to help Snare hone his powers. Snare began to train under the shaman, channeling what he thought was magic.

He stood within coals, strode across scorching desert plains, waded through freezing water, and fought against all manners of beasts. However, there was only so much the Shaman could teach, so when Snare learned all he could from the village elder, he was sent upon a quest to learn more. He was to return as the mightiest warrior he could be, to take the Shaman's place upon their departure for the spirit realm.

And that is where he finds himself now. Traveling the world, fighting, growing stronger, and now he must protect not only his people, but the world from destruction! Snare joins the fray!
Techniques
Glutton's Gulp: Using his long, toad like barbed tongue, Snare attempts to grapple an enemy and pull them into his mouth, where he can then try to swallow them. He can do this against a roughly Nappa seized target, anything larger he'd need to bite apart to consume. Eating a powerful enemy gives him whatever the lords above denote.

Impervious Bulk: Less of an active technique, and more of a trained advantage Snare has incorporated the human martial art of Sumo Wrestling into his training regiment. His tubby, bulky frame is resistant to punches, kicks, and round Ki blasts as though he was made out of rubber. Needle like Ki attacks(Dodon beam, Death Beam, ext.), and sharp edges, however bypass this protection.

Ki Blade: Snare by channeling his ki into a blade like shape creates a sword made from brilliant red ki. This functions like striking materials/enemies with a dodon ray. Snare normally uses this to help with the fact he can't move exceptionally fast, as it gives him longer reach.

Flaming Spirit: Through focused training in the arid scorching heat, and by training among burning coals, Flaming Spirit represents his training with making his Ki act like flames, causing his ki techniques, at the moment only Ki Blade, to act as though he's smacking the enemy with Ki infused fire

Royal Rumble!

@KillamriX88 @Gentlemanvaultboy @AtomicNut @rawkhawk64

Luigi Vile wasted no time, affixing the wire brush to a mechanical tendril that slipped from his sleeve, the gentle wirring of an engine escaping as it spun about. He watched as the serpent skeleton moved and weaved itself into a privacy screen, and Bak let him know it was fine, or, she said it was fine at least. Luigi gently hummed to himself as his scan completed, and he gently began to work the spinning wire brush into the barrel of the rocket launcher. The bristles scraped and tore at the gunk as it tried to clean it away, and Luigi worked the brush as though he knew the weapon inside and out.

However after a few moments, Luigi's mind registered what Bak had said to him, asking if he was alright. He cleared his throat a bit, a reflexive gesture as his throat was mostly mechanical at this point making the act pointless, and said "Family problems, Bak. I'm dealing with some family problems." He said, quietly, almost whispering it as though to avoid the others hearing. His grip on the brush tightened, and he redoubled his efforts, another tendril snaking from his sleeve, deploying a gentle solvent to help with breaking up the gunk. He started to work the brush further into the weapon, quietly saying "Tell me if this starts hurting, or if it becomes uncomfortable." in an almost hum like manner.

Luigi let his muscle memory of his previous work on Bak take over, his mind drifting to the conversation being held beyond the snake viel. Talks of bringing this Ward into the fold, where Clara had gone, her phone? Then Vernon spoke up, and threatened to kill Rurik. Luigi had half a mind to get up from his work, and tear off Vernon's arms as the stress he was under almost came to a violent head....and then Cel told Vernon to shut up. Luigi even in his rage knew better than to strike out at Vernon now, Cel would do that if he acted up again. Cel, at least to Luigi has saved Vernon a lot of trouble and pain. As he heard Ward's departure, Luigi knew he should give some way for Ward to contact him. Reaching into his pocket with a tendril, Luigi pulled a business card which with a flick of his mechanised wrist was sent sailing towards the back of Ward's neck, aiming to nestle itself right in his shirt collar.
On the card it would read "Luigi Vile: Fixer and Acquisitions expert. 999-999-VILE" which would come off as strange, as that number shouldn't be for anyone in Rhea....

Royal Rumble!

@AtomicNut @Gentlemanvaultboy @KillamriX88

Luigi Vile

Vile had been a very busy boy in the time that passed between the kidnapping of his father, and the call to organize the student council of Mephesto's. The mounting stress, the sleepless nights, the extreme workload he put himself under was all apparent on him as he walked into the school. Rather than his normal blood red robes, Luigi was wearing a urban camo long sleeve shirt with an exceptional amount of pockets, a pair of urban camo cargo pants, a pair of black combat boots, and a large hood that was the same pattern, hiding his head to disguise his mechanical mug. Each pocket was filled with something, wires, rolls of tape, from one pocket hung a short coil of fuse.

He was heard long before he was seen, the mechanical clanking and the thuds of Luigi's heavy footfalls gave away his arrival. However he heard a heavy slamming noise that echoed through the halls and his foot falls and clanking speed up. There was an almost unholy grinding noise as he slid into the doorway. He took a moment to assess the room, just in time for Rurik and Vernon's exchange. What was visible of Luigi's face through the hood he was wearing flared as viens began to press out from his skin, and he inhaled deeply before he strode into the room.

"If I may make a suggestion to the both of you, behave yourselves. Be polite, and civil, or else Bak's discipline rockets will be the least of your concerns." Luigi growled through clenched teeth. He stepped in from the doorway, and took his seat at the table, hunching forwards slightly in his chair. His eyes wandered until they fell upon Cel, and Diana in the same room.

"Diana. Cel." Luigi spoke, before his eyes landed upon Bak. He spotted her state of disrepair, and how a small trickle of black liquid dropped from her rocket launcher. His face relaxed, the veins that were pressing against the surface of his skin, the red of rising blood, the straining muscles all relaxed. He rose from his seat, and made his way towards her. He reached into a pocket, and pulled out a wire brush as his eyes began to scan the launcher, trying to detect what was causing the discharge.

"Bak, it seems you require mechanical-medical attention. As the meeting go on, I'll work on repairing you." He starts, before coming to a stop. "....If...you wish, that is." He adds, seeming to remember he needed to ask first.

Kingdom Hearts - Lights of the Multiverse [Latest Reboot]

Hia fellas!
I was wondering, as I've partially talked this over with Letterbee, would you all be ok with a more...morally...dark character on the hero's side?

The Battle of Westopolis (A Sonic AU RP.)

Is this still alive? If so, I'd be down for droppin a character