"SCUM!!!" Shouted the bandit as he struck As'ariiez yet another time.
Tied to a chair in the middle of a dark, grimy room surrounded by four bandits in an abandoned cabin located not too far from a city booming with merchandise and trade due to the harvest season, As'ariiez simply took the hit from the bandit and said nothing, quiet and calm he looked to the floor, waiting for the right moment to strike. He was completely naked other than the cloth covering his waist. The bandit bent down to meet As'ariiez at eye level, and grabbed him by the chin, looking right in his eyes. "Do you find it funny, to mess with one of the most prestigious band of outlaws Vekia has to offer?" The bandit struck As'ariiez once more. "To trifle with the likes of us you must be as foolish as you are weak" he boasted. Unbeknownst to them, As'ariiez could break from his hold at any moment, they did a poor job of tying the ropes knot, but to break out would be unwise, as he was surrounded, and they all had their eyes locked on him. The bandits in the room laughed fiendishly. They all wore the same leather armor, one was sitting on a table, filled with As'ariiez's gear, observing the beating. Another leaned on the wall in a corner, the third walked back and forth, spinning As'ariiez's swords. "You die tonight, fool," claimed the bandit that had been beating As'ariiez. "But first we will make you beg for death."
As the words left his mouth, the ground began to tremble. The bandits cautiously looked around. Loud shrieks could suddenly be heard from the other rooms, as the entire cabin began to tremble. As'ariiez looked up to the man in front of him, "It appears fate has other plans" The bandit began barking orders at the others, "You three, get out there, find out what's going on and t," he did not finish his command. The ground beneath him blew open, knocking him towards the wall and As'ariiez back, using the momentum, As'ariiez rolled backwards, stood up and broke from the ropes hold, then slowly backed up to a corner in the room. A large, centipede like creature arose from the ground, and dashed towards the group of bandits. The first began to equip his sword but was too slow, as the creature charged at him headfirst, latching onto his head and ripping it off using its mouth, the other attempted to stab the creature, but the sword was too dull and weak for the chitin plating surrounding parts of the creature, who swung its head at the bandit, launching him into the wall rendering him unconscious. The third bandit that had been holding As'ariiez's swords charged towards the creature using the distraction to his advantage, but as he ran past the door in the room another centipede like creature smashed it's way in immediately grabbing the bandit with its mouth by the legs. He fell to the floor, dropping the swords, and was dragged out of the room, screaming at the top of his lungs. The first creature went over to the bandit that had been taunting As'ariiez, he lay on the floor injured after being launched as the creature rose from the ground. The creature began gnawing on him.
As'ariiez took advantage of the situation and began to silently make his way to his weapons, halfway there the creature turned around and focused on him. He immediately dashed and so did the creature. As'ariiez grabbed the swords and turned around only to be rammed by the creature headfirst, hitting the wall. He remained standing as the creature charged towards him, but ran face first into the wall as As'ariiez rolled out of the way. The creature was momentarily stunned, and he used this time to combine his swords into one blade. He then ran towards the creature and hopped on the tail end, running on its back and launching himself into the air, As'ariiez shouted as he plunged his blade into an exposed body part at the back of the neck. The creature let out a cry and helplessly attempted to throw off As'ariiez. As he pushed the blade further into the neck the creature slowly began to stop moving, and the shriek began to fade away, until eventually the creature lay still.
As'ariiez pulled the blade out of its neck, and hopped off its back, wiping off the gore and blood his centipede like victim. He then began to study this strange and deadly creature, Taking note of the various parts of the body that were exposed. After his analysis of the creature he began to search the room for his belongings. He collected his equipment and began to put on his steel armor, but parts of it were shattered and broken due to the fight that just occurred. Pondering for a moment, he began to collect leather from the dead bandits bodies and chitin plating from the dead creature. As'ariiez repaired the broken parts of his armor by securing the chitin plating using the leather from the bandits, not only repairing but improving the state of the armor to his advantage, a very noticeable upgrade as he was now more resistant to swords, spears, arrows etc.
There were no windows in the room, so As'ariiez cautiously made his way to the door, and peeked through to the other room which was unfortunately filled with several of the centipede like creatures. He tried sneaking past one already which didn't work out so well. He wouldn't last a minute in there. Turning around, he looked at what seemed to be his only option. The hole in the floor where the creature entered the room. You could see that it was tunnel like, and most likely lead to an alternate way outside, or possibly a lair of some sort. Sneaking out the front door was not an option, but this route could most likely be just as dangerous. "May the blessings of my family guide me to their vengeance." As'ariiez said to himself, equipping his blade, he made his way into the tunnel.
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As the stranger introduced herself, Meesha stood still with his hands wrapped around the back of his head, observing the girl with delight, but as the girl revealed herself to be a bounty hunter, Meesha's delightful expression vanished, and he merely stood still, listening to the rest of Katherine's proposal, with a blank expression. As she equipped and readied her Scythe, leaving Meesha to choose, he stood there, hands still behind his head and a blank expression Meesha locked eyes with Katherine for what seemed like forever.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Ten shrieked as he ran into the desert as fast as he could, whimpering. But Meesha kept his eyes on Katherine. He then closed his eyes, and reached behind his back for his Machina daggers. With complete silence and stillness, Meesha grabbed his daggers, and held them outwards towards Katherine. With his eyes still closed, He looked completely focused, calculating, plotting his next move. Suspense filled the air as he moved each of his arms to point in opposite directions and stood still in this stance, resembling a cross, preparing for some type of attack.
Meesha gave a big smile, opened his eyes, and delightfully said "Okay." then dropped his daggers. "I surrender."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Ten shrieked as he ran into the desert as fast as he could, whimpering. But Meesha kept his eyes on Katherine. He then closed his eyes, and reached behind his back for his Machina daggers. With complete silence and stillness, Meesha grabbed his daggers, and held them outwards towards Katherine. With his eyes still closed, He looked completely focused, calculating, plotting his next move. Suspense filled the air as he moved each of his arms to point in opposite directions and stood still in this stance, resembling a cross, preparing for some type of attack.
Meesha gave a big smile, opened his eyes, and delightfully said "Okay." then dropped his daggers. "I surrender."
Name:
As'ariiez
Gender:
Male
Age:
25
Race:
Ryyz Human
Appearance:
Gear & Possessions:
Dual Blades that combine as one
Various smoke bombs, traps, and lock-picks
steel armor, mage's robes, general clothing along with a scarf (worn at all times)
traveling bag filled with potions, food, water, sleeping mats and general traveling gear (due to constant traveling)
Skills & Abilities:
Speed, stealth, agility, climbing, strength, endurance. As'ariiez is crafty, he can hold his own one on one but also finds ways to use the environment to his advantage, sabotaging his opponent with traps and sneak attacks, or climbing obstacles and attacking with various unorthodox like methods. As'ariiez is also very bright, and studies his opponents, planning beforehand before engaging any situation providing leverage and a solid defense. As'ariiez is also experienced when it comes to merchant trade, hunting, alchemy and thievery.
Personality:
Either extremely cocky or filled with confidence, As'ariiez will always have an upbeat, energetic attitude, and has a good sense of humor, at times even a bit childish. He's very friendly and sincere, willing to help those in need, always going out of his way, especially when it comes to helping friends. But even so, As'ariiez will occasionally have moments where he will be silent, and completely focused on the task at hand, and may even come off as cold or mean, but this is rare, he's always friendly and ready for action at all times.
History:
As'ariiez was found, abandoned as a baby, in front of a local merchants shop in Ryyz. The shopkeeper took As'ariiez in and raised him until he was 7, but passed away, due to old age. As'ariiez, too young to inherit the shop, was forced to attend a local orphanage, which he hated. He ran away a year later and lived on the streets of Ryyz, stealing food to feed himself and merchandise from shops and traders until a group of sell-swords found him in their camp, attempting to steal a meal. They were not angry, and took a liking to As'ariiez, accepting him as their own and raising him as family. As'ariiez traveled with these sell-swords all over the deserts of Ryyz, who taught him to defend himself and fight, giving him his signature dual swords. By the time As'ariiez was 21, he was a fine warrior. But eventually, the group of sell-swords had a bounty placed on them, and a professional assassin killed them all, but sparing As'ariiez, as he was rather young. As'ariiez spent the next few years building his wealth and improving his abilities, searching for the bounty hunter that killed the only family he ever had.
As'ariiez
Gender:
Male
Age:
25
Race:
Ryyz Human
Appearance:
Gear & Possessions:
Dual Blades that combine as one
Various smoke bombs, traps, and lock-picks
steel armor, mage's robes, general clothing along with a scarf (worn at all times)
traveling bag filled with potions, food, water, sleeping mats and general traveling gear (due to constant traveling)
Skills & Abilities:
Speed, stealth, agility, climbing, strength, endurance. As'ariiez is crafty, he can hold his own one on one but also finds ways to use the environment to his advantage, sabotaging his opponent with traps and sneak attacks, or climbing obstacles and attacking with various unorthodox like methods. As'ariiez is also very bright, and studies his opponents, planning beforehand before engaging any situation providing leverage and a solid defense. As'ariiez is also experienced when it comes to merchant trade, hunting, alchemy and thievery.
Personality:
Either extremely cocky or filled with confidence, As'ariiez will always have an upbeat, energetic attitude, and has a good sense of humor, at times even a bit childish. He's very friendly and sincere, willing to help those in need, always going out of his way, especially when it comes to helping friends. But even so, As'ariiez will occasionally have moments where he will be silent, and completely focused on the task at hand, and may even come off as cold or mean, but this is rare, he's always friendly and ready for action at all times.
History:
As'ariiez was found, abandoned as a baby, in front of a local merchants shop in Ryyz. The shopkeeper took As'ariiez in and raised him until he was 7, but passed away, due to old age. As'ariiez, too young to inherit the shop, was forced to attend a local orphanage, which he hated. He ran away a year later and lived on the streets of Ryyz, stealing food to feed himself and merchandise from shops and traders until a group of sell-swords found him in their camp, attempting to steal a meal. They were not angry, and took a liking to As'ariiez, accepting him as their own and raising him as family. As'ariiez traveled with these sell-swords all over the deserts of Ryyz, who taught him to defend himself and fight, giving him his signature dual swords. By the time As'ariiez was 21, he was a fine warrior. But eventually, the group of sell-swords had a bounty placed on them, and a professional assassin killed them all, but sparing As'ariiez, as he was rather young. As'ariiez spent the next few years building his wealth and improving his abilities, searching for the bounty hunter that killed the only family he ever had.
Shurikai said
It looks good. Accepted!
Yesssssssss.
antman0623 said
I'm allowing both if you really want them. It's now up to you how you want to work them into your character.
Any problems with my CS?
GravityFlux said
But still, ?The name doesn't quite......suit him
You're right. I'm stumped when it comes to a name.
Roger. I'll get started on an introduction post in about an hour.
A young, skinny man who appeared to be a mechanic due to his beat up overalls, boots, and oil on his arms and parts of his face, waited impatiently outside a garage at the entrance of an old, beat up, dying town. In the distance, a white truck appeared to be making its way, fast, into the town with a young cheeky boy who had a smile on his face as he drove and a 3 foot robot who, despite his robotic features, looked pretty worried.
"Up ahead the town is near and with me the steel is here!" Meesha sang. Ten typed away on a built in keyboard sticking out of his chest. "I looked up the satellite image, it appears the buyer is alone. I don't know about this master, why don't we just turn around and give the truck back?!" Ten pleaded. Meesha began to giggle, and sped up. "Don't worry pal, this is business, i'm sure the Black Widow will understand." Meesha boasted. He came to startling halt as they arrived to the garage, the young mechanic looked up to the truck, confused, as Meesha jumped out the window and climbed on the roof of the truck. With his chest out and both hands on his side, he proudly shouted "Delivery of some fine, pristine Machina Steel!" Ten cautiously slouched in his seat, hiding.
The young mechanic looked up to Meesha, confused and a bit upset. "I was expecting four men, not a 12 year old." Meesha crossed his arms. "Oh yeah, there was a mix up, or, more of a beat up. I'm your guy now, i'll see you all the steel for half of what ever you were going to pay them." Meesha said with a cocky tone. The mechanic was surprised, and muttered something into a walkie talkie attached to his overalls. "I'm not the one buying," The mechanic shouted, and opened the garage door to reveal an old man who looked about 50, with a full head of silver hair and an expensive looking suit, balancing himself with a cane. He walked up to Meesha, curious. "Ah, i'm glad to see Black Widow decided to lose the whole, sinister look and go with something a bit more..." The old man looked Meesha from head to toe, "Girl scout." Meesha gave an upset look, and jumped off the truck, landing in front of the old man. "Hey pal, i'm here for business, but if you want i'll gladly do to you what I did to those wanna be gangsters," Meesha shouted with anger. The mechanic looked to the old man to see what he would do. Ten covered his eyes, embarrassed.
The old man locked eyes with Meesha, blank look on his face, for a good 5 seconds, and began to laughing. Meesha, confused, giggled, and started laughing too. "Ahhh, bravo! bravo!" The old man said "I love a business man with intuition!" The old man shook Meesha's hand, still slightly laughing, "My name is William Moriarty, this is my assistant James." Meesha smiled big. "Nice to meet ya will, i'm Meesha Blue!" William gestured to his assistant, "James, please, deal with steel, prep it for delivery." James nodded, as he entered the truck on the drivers side, Ten fell out the passengers side, dusted himself off, and ran up to Meesha and William. "Will, this is my very own assistant, Ten!" William looked to Ten and bent over to shake his hand with a smile. "Ah, nice to meet you Ten." Ten gave a mechanical smile. "You as well sir." William looked to Meesha, handing him a card. "Well, it seems I must leave, you know how difficult it is making money the way we do. Here, send me your information, i'll have the money wired to your account as soon as possible, and please, do call, I could really use a boy with your talents." William walked toward his vehicle whilst making a phone call as James loaded the last of the Machina Steel into the garage, closing the garage door behind him. Meesha waved and yelled out towards William Collins, "Pleasure doing business with you Mr.Collins!" William raised his hand without looking back as to wave goodbye as he entered the vehicle, "You too my boy!" Meesha jumped with joy and jumped back into the truck, Ten climbed in, and again they were off.
It was about 6 o'clock as Meesha and Ten made their ways back home down the same empty road as before. Ten continued typing away on his built in keyboard. "Master, i've looked up several bus times and I think if we make it back to town within the hour we'll be able to catch the ne-" Meesha interrupted, "TEN!" giving Ten a devilish grin, he said slowly "We aren't, going to run, anymore." Ten sighed for about the 10th time today.
Meesha and Ten were about a mile from the sight of the ambush.
"Up ahead the town is near and with me the steel is here!" Meesha sang. Ten typed away on a built in keyboard sticking out of his chest. "I looked up the satellite image, it appears the buyer is alone. I don't know about this master, why don't we just turn around and give the truck back?!" Ten pleaded. Meesha began to giggle, and sped up. "Don't worry pal, this is business, i'm sure the Black Widow will understand." Meesha boasted. He came to startling halt as they arrived to the garage, the young mechanic looked up to the truck, confused, as Meesha jumped out the window and climbed on the roof of the truck. With his chest out and both hands on his side, he proudly shouted "Delivery of some fine, pristine Machina Steel!" Ten cautiously slouched in his seat, hiding.
The young mechanic looked up to Meesha, confused and a bit upset. "I was expecting four men, not a 12 year old." Meesha crossed his arms. "Oh yeah, there was a mix up, or, more of a beat up. I'm your guy now, i'll see you all the steel for half of what ever you were going to pay them." Meesha said with a cocky tone. The mechanic was surprised, and muttered something into a walkie talkie attached to his overalls. "I'm not the one buying," The mechanic shouted, and opened the garage door to reveal an old man who looked about 50, with a full head of silver hair and an expensive looking suit, balancing himself with a cane. He walked up to Meesha, curious. "Ah, i'm glad to see Black Widow decided to lose the whole, sinister look and go with something a bit more..." The old man looked Meesha from head to toe, "Girl scout." Meesha gave an upset look, and jumped off the truck, landing in front of the old man. "Hey pal, i'm here for business, but if you want i'll gladly do to you what I did to those wanna be gangsters," Meesha shouted with anger. The mechanic looked to the old man to see what he would do. Ten covered his eyes, embarrassed.
The old man locked eyes with Meesha, blank look on his face, for a good 5 seconds, and began to laughing. Meesha, confused, giggled, and started laughing too. "Ahhh, bravo! bravo!" The old man said "I love a business man with intuition!" The old man shook Meesha's hand, still slightly laughing, "My name is William Moriarty, this is my assistant James." Meesha smiled big. "Nice to meet ya will, i'm Meesha Blue!" William gestured to his assistant, "James, please, deal with steel, prep it for delivery." James nodded, as he entered the truck on the drivers side, Ten fell out the passengers side, dusted himself off, and ran up to Meesha and William. "Will, this is my very own assistant, Ten!" William looked to Ten and bent over to shake his hand with a smile. "Ah, nice to meet you Ten." Ten gave a mechanical smile. "You as well sir." William looked to Meesha, handing him a card. "Well, it seems I must leave, you know how difficult it is making money the way we do. Here, send me your information, i'll have the money wired to your account as soon as possible, and please, do call, I could really use a boy with your talents." William walked toward his vehicle whilst making a phone call as James loaded the last of the Machina Steel into the garage, closing the garage door behind him. Meesha waved and yelled out towards William Collins, "Pleasure doing business with you Mr.Collins!" William raised his hand without looking back as to wave goodbye as he entered the vehicle, "You too my boy!" Meesha jumped with joy and jumped back into the truck, Ten climbed in, and again they were off.
It was about 6 o'clock as Meesha and Ten made their ways back home down the same empty road as before. Ten continued typing away on his built in keyboard. "Master, i've looked up several bus times and I think if we make it back to town within the hour we'll be able to catch the ne-" Meesha interrupted, "TEN!" giving Ten a devilish grin, he said slowly "We aren't, going to run, anymore." Ten sighed for about the 10th time today.
Meesha and Ten were about a mile from the sight of the ambush.
WitchChild said
The guards might just as well be faster, stronger and smarter than you. Careful.
Noted. When can I post? I haven't had a chance to look over the current plot yet
Athinar said
Pfft, this is RPG. Everyone knows where your image is from.
shucks
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