The Survivor

The Punisher

Fucking Shane's the Punisher on Daredevil someone call CAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

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@Otaku95 So when are we getting this party started?

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@The Nutty Otaku Your avi is kind of terrifying.

The Pathfinders ( A Shadowrun Role-Play)

We're outlaws. It's just the life we've been born into. It's all we know. We were outlaws when Howling Coyote led us to liberation. We were outlaws when we fought the white man for freedom. We were outlaws when we rejected the NAN government, ordering us to force people out of their homes. White people, sure, but still people. And not just white people, but Latin, black, Arab, anyone who wasn't Native. We realized that we had become just like the white man hundreds of years ago, so we left and became outlaws. It's just in our nature. We're born outlaws, we live outlaws, we die outlaws. And it's up to us, this generation of outlaws, to keep this MC alive. And that's exactly what I intend to do.

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This role-play is set in the Sixth World, the Shadowrun universe. We will be playing as the Pathfinders Motorcycle Club, a club of outlaw native bikers that are trying to make their mark on the world. The year is 2058. Before we go any further, I want to establish some ground rules.

1. All characters must be native or of mixed native descent, PM me or a Co-GM (If I pick one) For any exceptions.
2. All Elven or Dwarven characters must be born in 2012 onward, anything before 2012 is considered a spike baby and is rare. Same goes for Orks or Trolls, while they can be born before 2021, they'd be Human until 2021. Again, PM me or a Co-GM for exceptions.
3. All classes are encouraged in this role-play. Hell, even come up with your own.
4. Pathfinders are a mixed tribal MC and I ask that you research what tribe your character will come from. Cultures, beliefs, languages. It'll help you in the long run.
5. Females are allowed in the MC.
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Some Information about the MC and their area of influence.

Map Of North America


The Pathfinders was founded in Pocatello, Idaho in 2028. Their area of influence extends as far as the entirety of the Idaho Region (Which is now a combination of the Salish-Shidhe and Sioux Nations). They have a charter in Cheyenne, Wyoming (Sioux Nation) and at the beginning of this roleplay, will be patching over a friendly MC in Billings, Montana. (Which is also in Sioux Nation). The Pathfinders label their cuts at the bottom with the nation their influence is in, but also with the former state. So a member of the Sioux charter in the former Wyoming would have a label of Wyoming, Sioux Nation.

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So comments, questions, concerns, suggestions?

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@SleepingSilence Not to nitpick, but a future tip when referring to the abbreviation of a rank, like Corporal, it would be Cpl. The abbreviations are this, for future reference:

Pvt - Private
Pfc - Private First Class
Cpl/Spc - Corporal/Specialist
Sgt - Sergeant
SSG - Staff Sergeant
SFC - Sergeant First Class
MSG - Master Sergeant
1SG - First Sergeant
SGM - Sergeant Major
CSM - Command Sergeant Major
SMA - Sergeant Major of The Army

@ClocktowerEchos I took the liberty of describing some of the ogres and trolls in my post.

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Corporal Aziz 'Azi' Iostan

The young flame trooper jammed his helmet on his head, the red lenses covering his eyes. The mask hung from the side of the helmet, waiting to be returned to combat position. Aziz grabbed his flamethrower and hooked it on his back as he marched out, keeping a hand on his sidearm. He squinted as the night sky was illuminated with flares. In the distance, he saw darkened hulking figures battling with mechs, gunfire into the distance. It was loud, it was bright, it was dangerous. The captain barked at Aziz to join the soldiers taking on an ogre. He grimaced as he remembered those monstrosities charging through the gate, smashing four soldiers into the concrete in one blow. He gave a crisp "Yes, sir!" and ran to join the others. Aziz pulled his flamethrower off his back and started jogging with the other men. One of them, the one called Valentine, seemed to be taking charge. The young Ennedian jogged up next to him as he asked if they've confirmed sighting.

"Valentine, right? Corporal Iostan. Listen, I faced these abominations in Praeterii. They're big, bad, and ugly. Their skin can take a hell of a beating before it's pierced and they're as strong as a bulldozer. Luckily, they don't like fire. At all. If I can get in close and torch the bastard, you boys can light him up without his tough skin being an issue."

Aziz looked up as he heard the roar of the ogre and the sound of gunfire got closer. A flash of light from an artillery gun revealed a massive creature, purple in hue, with a pig/wolf combination of a face and red eyes. Aziz grimaced again as he pulled on his mask, it clicking into place. It was about to get hairy.

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Private First Class Zelda Oberherr

Zelda stood at attention as the Captain walked in, her sniper rifle on it's butt at her side. The captain ordered them to move and she did, popping the rifle up into her hands and marching out with the rest of the soldiers. She stepped outside and heard the sounds of war. The captain started barking orders. Zelda glimpsed hulking figures out in the field, trying to fight their way through the fence. This armor was supposedly technologically inferior, but it seemed 1st Recon had it's hands full right now. "Oberherr, get to one of the towers and start picking targets."

Zelda gave a brisk salute and raced to one of the towers along the fringes of the fence. She shouldered her rifle and quickly scaled the ladder. The tower was much like a hunting stand, except taller and tougher. She reached the top and quickly propped her rifle up, peering through the scope. Zelda quickly surveyed the scene. It was an uphill fight for the enemy, literally. The hill itself wasn't incredibly steep, but the combination of razor wire and landmines made it all the more dangerous. Nevertheless, they'd been hammering away at the unit's defenses. Some of the big creatures had been able to break through and were fighting their way through the remainder of the fence. Zelda spotted one such vagabond, a tall creature, had to be at least 7 feet. Ugly, but was wearing sturdy looking armor. But what Zelda had read about medieval squad tactics, this wasn't a leader. She sighted in on the creature and noticed about a dozen foot soldiers following behind him. They were using the big bastard as cover. Zelda aimed at the troll, directly where his heart would be, and fired. The rifle recoiled as the bullet zoomed through the air and hit it's mark. Zelda saw the troll stumble and go down, crashing in a cloud of dust.

She smiled as she saw the men scramble for cover. She quickly aimed and pulled the trigger again. Another one down. The men started to back up now. Zelda noticed more big creatures fighting their way through the fences and decided these guys weren't worth it. She turned to her left and saw a mounted MG with a soldier on it. "Hey, Northeast, we got a group of hostiles trying to make their way through!" The soldier searched for a moment and shouted "Yeah, I got 'em." His face lit up with the muzzle flash of his machine gun as he rained fire on the foot soldiers. Zelda peered back through her scope and saw as the enemy was ripped apart. She moved her attention to a trio of trolls who were getting closer. She steadied her breathing as she lined up a shot on one of their heads. She squeezed the trigger.

Bull's Eye.

FRAMEs: Internal Security FRAME Unit 3 [Sci-fi, mecha, law enforcement action]

@boomlover Yup.

FRAMEs: Internal Security FRAME Unit 3 [Sci-fi, mecha, law enforcement action]

I can dig it.

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@Otaku95 Just a Note: While Abraham is technically a military fugitive, he hasn't been identified in years, so he wouldn't be on any wanted posters or recognizable by the majority of people.

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@ClocktowerEchos

My Dick body is ready for this role-play.