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Wings Askew

Gaius

NAME:
Gaius Stronurr (Straw-Neeur)

~ABSTRACT~
A hardy soldier with a kind heart and a hard head

~APPEARANCE~

Thirty-One Years, 6'8, rarely shows his face.

~HISTORY~
Gaius has worked under the old king as one of his generals for many years, maintaining peace throughout his Liege's kingdom as every good knight should aspire to. He is known far and wide as the 'joyful juggernaut' for the stories of adventure and glory he would tell, despite them all being make-belief and cliche to no end. Regardless, all seem to appreciate his company, and he enjoys his position under the king with a humble demeanor, and no desire to seek true glory, fame, or wealth. He lives only to serve, and make the kingdom, who he'd long adopted as part of his family, happy and prosperous for the many years to come.
He lives within the castle, away from his mother and father, who are simple woodsmen that live a quaint life on the kingdom's edge. Gaius rarely sees his parents, but on the off chance that he's free to visit the countryside, they have always welcomed him with open arms, and a batch of fresh cookies to sate his undeniable gluttony.
When he heard the king's order to search for the fallen stars, Gaius was of course one of the volunteers to step forward. Although he knows that he'd be leaving behind quite a set of shoes to fill, he was confident that his abilities and experiences would be absolutely necessary in acquiring the fallen star for his people.

~PERSONALITY~
Gaius is rather sociable, and open to everyone he speaks with. In a group, he'd be the first to project his presence and start a conversation, one that he'd very much like to be the center of. Although he aspires to make his friends happy, and stray away from conflict whenever possible, Gaius is no pushover, and will not be made a fool of if he can help it. Sometimes his kindness does get the better of him though, making him look like an utterly gullible fool at the worst possible times. Gaius does not seek glory, but he is extremely confident in himself, and has a hard time recognizing his own flaws. It doesn't make him look like a pompous ass, but it often leaves him extremely disappointed with himself whenever he fails to accomplish whatever he sets out to do.

Wings Askew

@Pacha DOES YOUR SIGNATURE CHANGE RANDOMLY? I LOVE IT.

The Walking Dead: Safe Haven -CLOSED

@Wick In your most recent post, you kind of strong-armed a lot of characters into the car without giving them a chance to react, or move of their own free will. It treads the line of god-modding, I'd say, and I'd advise you to allow them some more leeway to act as they'd please.

Also I'm pretty sure Rowena's Dog never leaves her side or lets people pet him willy-nilly xP

Wings Askew

Gaius

NAME:
Gaius Stronurr (Straw-Neeur)

~ABSTRACT~
A hardy soldier with a kind heart and a hard head

~APPEARANCE~


~HISTORY~
Gaius has worked under the old king as one of his generals for many years, maintaining peace throughout his Liege's kingdom as every good knight should aspire to. He is known far and wide as the 'joyful juggernaut' for the stories of adventure and glory he would tell, despite them all being make-belief and cliche to no end. Regardless, all seem to appreciate his company, and he enjoys his position under the king with a humble demeanor, and no desire to seek true glory, fame, or wealth. He lives only to serve, and make the kingdom, who he'd long adopted as part of his family, happy and prosperous for the many years to come.
He lives within the castle, away from his mother and father, who are simple woodsmen that live a quaint life on the kingdom's edge. Gaius rarely sees his parents, but on the off chance that he's free to visit the countryside, they have always welcomed him with open arms, and a batch of fresh cookies to sate his undeniable gluttony.
When he heard the king's order to search for the fallen stars, Gaius was of course one of the volunteers to step forward. Although he knows that he'd be leaving behind quite a set of shoes to fill, he was confident that his abilities and experiences would be absolutely necessary in acquiring the fallen star for his people.

~PERSONALITY~
Gaius is rather sociable, and open to everyone he speaks with. In a group, he'd be the first to project his presence and start a conversation, one that he'd very much like to be the center of. Although he aspires to make his friends happy, and stray away from conflict whenever possible, Gaius is no pushover, and will not be made a fool of if he can help it. Sometimes his kindness does get the better of him though, making him look like an utterly gullible fool at the worst possible times. Gaius does not seek glory, but he is extremely confident in himself, and has a hard time recognizing his own flaws. It doesn't make him look like a pompous ass, but it often leaves him extremely disappointed with himself whenever he fails to accomplish whatever he sets out to do.

Rings of Fate

Krunk Fortress

_...

Krink looked at Jenso in disbelief when he mentioned 'kicking lord Krunk's ass', as did all his underlings.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?"

Wings Askew

@Mokley Ok quick question: Can my character have magic-like surgery done to him without being magical?

Like for example, no feeling in his arms due to his nervous system being magically augmented, but he's broken them so many times that his bones are super-dense?

The Walking Dead: Safe Haven -CLOSED

Alex Teixeira

Alex rushed outside, but not before grabbing his pack and readying his pistol for a confrontation. Outside, everyone was already prepared from the oncoming horde, and a new woman had shown her face. Was she the one yelling to warn them? It didn't matter much, the walkers were already on the horizon and closing the distance fast. They had to react quickly. Instead of turning to Ethan for guidance however, Alex made his way over the Krystal's truck across the street, and held one hand out on front of her face, a little lost for words. "Ehm," He said, snapping his fingers as if to ignite his memory, "Keys! Give me the keys, little girl!" Krystal was reluctant as first, but ultimately ignored Alex's demand, hopped off of her truck, and headed towards the Driver's side door in a hurry, opening it. Alex scoffed at her and turned to the rest of the group, specifically Walter, Nikki, and the newcomer, Whitney. "Why is no one in truck?" He exclaimed from the opposite side of the street, holding his pistol low and to his side. He then turned towards where Ethan, Jason, Rowena and Kat stood. Ethan hadn't given any orders yet. That simply wouldn't do! "Come! Women and children, in the truck!"

The teenage huntress's truck could fit a considerable chunk of their group inside of it. 6 maybe 7 or 8 people, depending on how loaded the back was with supplies. Alex slammed the window of the truck anxiously and gestured towards it with head head, shouting 'Eh pa' angrily. "There's no time to be standing around!"

Scattered Shades: Arcadia Chronicles

Xena Rock Field

_{Under the Lone Tree}

Brian froze up at Onweer's command, and nodded in agreement. He wasn't too keen on the idea of searching corpses, but he knew it was necessary. Burying them though? How would that help anyone? They were soldiers, all innocent, but still utterly brainwashed by the CMAS officials they worked under. The situation still made his head pound with unsatisfactory thoughts. "I'll speak with Yvette regarding the status of the ATV," Brian croaked, making he way past the collection of Divers and CMAS corpses between them and their vehicle.

"THEN FIND ANOTHER FUCKING DRIVER," Kenny shouted, hopping out of the ATV's side door, trudging across the gravel and shifting his burly arms back and forth like clockwork. He headed in the direction they'd initially approached from, following the ATV's tracks back to Arcadia at his own pace. With him gone... "If any of you have a brain, you'll follow me back to Arcadia! Staying out here is suicide!" Kenny shouted, not even turning back to look at his fellow Junkers. Yvette slowly approached the ATV's door and hung against the frame, wearily glaring at Kenny with a look of hopelessness smeared across her face.

"Kenny... Don't," She pled under her breath.

Diver's Paradise

_{Diver HQ}

"Just for now, then," Luke nagged at Alvios, nudging his shoulder playfully. He was right though, people would start to put the pieces together eventually. Divers weren't just a collection of idiotic adrenaline junkies, after all. Some of them were pretty smart cookies. "You know as well as me that attackin' those dirty fuckin' cloaked bastards up in CMAS HQ is a suicide mission, even with hundreds of Divers at our backs. Arcadia is a fortress, and they've got 3 other nations on their side. There aint much we can really do, even if we can convince a whole lotta divers to side with us. We need nations on our side, and I'm sure yeh know that people don't acknowledge us Divers as anything more than a bunch of stupid wolves." Luke lead Alvios into the HQ, but didn't stop himself from glaring at Tinon's window alongside Alvios.

"I'm just as angry about this, believe it brother. But we gotta be careful 'bout how we approach this. It's bigger than me- bigger than us. I mean, look at me! When's the last time you saw me so serious?" Luke quipped, heading up the stairs of the HQ to meet with Laura and Tinon in their room.

Arcadia

_{Southern Gate}

Haley hailed several of the Junkers nearby into the Z-ATV's with a flurry of friendly commands. "We're good to go!" She shouted, heading towards the head ATV, where Jager and Buttercup had loaded themselves, along with that deplorable Drama knife, and Faehran. Johnathan hopped onto Z-ATV-3, and within minutes, the three massive vehicles were out and about. Their interior was a marvel to behold. These trucks were at least twice the size of the one that was sent out with Survey group alpha. The folding-out entrance way on the vehicle's right side lead up into a large lounging area of sorts, which was lined with a set of seats for passengers, and separated from the driver's domain at the truck's head by a massive blast-door. The back of the truck's interior was where the engine, supply crate, and top-hatch were located. Atop each truck was a pair of well-protected A/B Laser cannons, capable of tearing through solid metal like butter. Haley sat near the front of the common area with a subtle smile, looking over her fellow Junkers one by one. Buttercup had no way to actually sit down in one of the seats, but the roof was just high enough to accommodate his standing, and the ground was durable enough to support his weight.

"Well, now we've much time to kill! Perhaps now, Nicolas, you'd like to introduce yourself in a far more refined manner?" Haley said, speaking just loud enough to be heard over the wheels below them.

Hyznia

_{Castle Exterior}

The surrounding landscape of Hyznia castle was wondrous to behold from atop the castle ramparts. But being out in the grass fields that covered Hyznia's surrounding hillsides was a whole new experience in and of itself. The castle was built on high ground for good reason, but the gentle breeze that kissed their nation was merely an added bonus. There were no forests to the east of Hyznia that seperated it from Arcadia, though. Nothing really covered the large expanse of grass and dirt between the two nation, save for the occasional patch of trees, bushes, or smaller hills. The west, behind Castle Hyznia, was shielded by the Yevon mountains though, preventing easy access to the surrounding plains for miles in either direction, and acting as a wall that prevented the west-bound wind from going any further than lake Oloso.

Regardless, two individuals approached Sulfrax and Rem from the south, not quite visible yet through the forested area that divided Hyznia and Illon, starting less than a kilometer off of the castle's southern walls, at the bottom of its proud hill. They would be in view soon, that much was certain, but who were they? And why were they there? "Ay," One muttered to the other, grasping hold of his patch-work pants as his bare chest-muscles tensed up, "Somebody's outside the barrier. Think it's some o' them Diver people big V's been tellin' us about?" The second man nodded and arched his shorter comrade.

"Yes," He mumbled, staring at his partner's forehead from above. The shorter man, standing only about 5 feet tall, back away and snickered at his fully-clothed compatriot from the cover of the Illuna forest.

The Walking Dead: Safe Haven -CLOSED

@alexfangtalon Oh yea, that shit totally happened. It was kind of hilarious.

The Walking Dead: Safe Haven -CLOSED

@alexfangtalon Oh. Sorry, but I think that entire blog post is really, really stupid. It just boils down to 'being called a mary sue huwrts my feewings' and says nothing of substance beyond 'give constructive criticism' and reminds me of that retarded 'ban bossy' campaign bullshit that went down a long while ago.

The correct definition of a marysue is a character who's traits are far too 'perfect' and/or steals the spotlight by highlighting how great they are with unbelievable feats, horribly narcissistic IC commentary, or self indulgent nonsense that ruins the experience for everyone else.

I'm not going to abide by a censorship agenda, sorry. Marysue is a constructive form of criticism in and of itself.

People who take it personally, or use it as an attack, need to check themselves. They're the problem, not the term.

If people started using 'american' as an insult (Wait, they DO THAT ALREADY) it's not a viable solution to just ban the word american. It's a retarded and short sighted solution.