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Paintball that hurnts more. you should do a paintball one as more will understand and know what it is.
Name: Doctor Luitenat Charles Richardson
Age: 38
Gender: Male
Appearance: [photos or a written description work perfectly fine with me] white, red coat and black waist coat, red tie and black bowler hat, white silk gloves, black leather shoes.
Nationality: British
Allegiance: [Ether Axis or Allies] Axis (but spys for their behalf)
Powers: [4 max] a healing touch much like a medigun from tf2. when he touches a person and thinks hard enough he can shock them and electrocute them, same as he can use it to revive people.
Equipment: [try not to go overboard] M1191 pistole, German stick grenade, MP40, flare.
Personality: dark, submissive, evil, a compulsive cheat and lyre, drinker, gambler, untrustworthy.
History: [It doesn't have to be too long but try to give as much information about your character as you can] well not much is know, so he will ell you if youve met him. and f hes drunk enough. he grew up in london and had close ties to germany
Age: 38
Gender: Male
Appearance: [photos or a written description work perfectly fine with me] white, red coat and black waist coat, red tie and black bowler hat, white silk gloves, black leather shoes.
Nationality: British
Allegiance: [Ether Axis or Allies] Axis (but spys for their behalf)
Powers: [4 max] a healing touch much like a medigun from tf2. when he touches a person and thinks hard enough he can shock them and electrocute them, same as he can use it to revive people.
Equipment: [try not to go overboard] M1191 pistole, German stick grenade, MP40, flare.
Personality: dark, submissive, evil, a compulsive cheat and lyre, drinker, gambler, untrustworthy.
History: [It doesn't have to be too long but try to give as much information about your character as you can] well not much is know, so he will ell you if youve met him. and f hes drunk enough. he grew up in london and had close ties to germany
Name: Doctor Charles Richardson
Age: 38
Body type: tall but weak, however has a faster running style
(Above can be replaced with a picture, if so desired!)
Basic personality: a very dark and evil man, gives a new meaning to being afraid of a doctor, suppressive and submissive, insane, a man of multiple fronts,
EXTRA
Tattoos?: none
Piercings?: if a scar counts he is missing a eye, in its place is a scar going over it making the eye white. he has deep cuts across his hand and some badly healed bullet holes.
Weapon of choice: a bolt action sniper and a air-rifle. he carry the M9 pistole in a holster and has a combat bayonet.
Quirks: has a unbearable desire to laugh at everything
Vices: he stops laughing far to abruptly
Weaknesses: human pain, he cant get enough of the sound.
Anything else of note: he isn't a real doctor, he just says he is. no one will know that he is faking it till he tells them.
Age: 38
Body type: tall but weak, however has a faster running style
(Above can be replaced with a picture, if so desired!)
Basic personality: a very dark and evil man, gives a new meaning to being afraid of a doctor, suppressive and submissive, insane, a man of multiple fronts,
EXTRA
Tattoos?: none
Piercings?: if a scar counts he is missing a eye, in its place is a scar going over it making the eye white. he has deep cuts across his hand and some badly healed bullet holes.
Weapon of choice: a bolt action sniper and a air-rifle. he carry the M9 pistole in a holster and has a combat bayonet.
Quirks: has a unbearable desire to laugh at everything
Vices: he stops laughing far to abruptly
Weaknesses: human pain, he cant get enough of the sound.
Anything else of note: he isn't a real doctor, he just says he is. no one will know that he is faking it till he tells them.
Charles laughs "past glory's my ass" he kicks the horse and gallops down the dirt track, whizzing past soldiers who keep giving him strange looks. he looks back and waves "ill be back, i just need to get some supplies to help us with this." he made his way back to base to grab some armour for him and the horse
Name: Charles Richardson
Gender: Male
Age: 5
Power: (not required) he has pinpoint sharp eye sight and sprays small embers when he barks and his fur has lines of fire their useless same as all his powers and were all suffered through fighting the alpha in his old pack.
Description:
Personality: TBR (im completely beat from the story that ive lost any ides for personality's. ill update when ive got an idea)
History: Charles had very different beginning to some of his counterparts, he was not born into the pack in fact he spent most of his time either avoiding them or trying to kill off their young. he was the member of a timberland pack and was highly ranked within their mist, to them he was the rank of Beta. he helped rule with an iron paw and was rumoured to be fair. but he soon realised that the alpha did nothing to help the running of the pack, instead he just sat there eating the best food, spoiling the things the hunters and scouts brought back and claiming ownership to all the women that were born here or taken back from different packs by the warriors. the people never minded though as Charles was seen as the 'go to guy' for everything under the sun, he had a small amount of power and respect amongst the pack ... but Charles wanted more power.
a few days later he hatched a plan, he was going to attack and challenge the alpha to a fight for position and power, he thought he would win as the alpha was just a fat old man who gorged himself of veal and rabbit.... he was wrong. Charles challenged the alpha male only to be laughed at, he got his fight but it was to be later.
fight day and the whole pack was out in force to witness this, they fought around a fire that had been alight for along as they could remember. when the fight started Charles went in feaicly biting the alphas foot as he went, the alpha roured in pain but re focussed himself. he went in fast hitting Charles in the side, he grabbed Charles by the scruff of the neck and threw him through the flames, Charles hot the flame pit and stopped, he looked around to see a burning inferno and to his dismay he was on fire long lines of fire striking down his back, yet they diddnt hurt or burn like any flame should. they were just there, it made him angry and as he was angry the flames that plaged his back grew in size, when he was less angry they died down. he forgot to breath and when he did he inhaled some embers, fire and ash. he walked out of the flame to see the alpha taunting him from the outside, his flames got bigger as he walked out the burning walls of hell and into the yard that may be his final resting place. he attacked again but he was ready, the alpha threw Charles over his shoulder into a tree, this tree was hanging over the side of a cliff, below the cliff were little ledges working there way down. the alpha walked up the tree and tried pushing him off. Charles barked at him and embers came out. SMACK! Charles was knocked off the branch onto a balcony below. he looked up to see the alpha peering over the lip "AND DON'T COME BACK!" and with that... he had lost his home.
(sorry if this is all wrong but i wanted a good reason to be a omega and if hes from a pack hat is known to attack you and he is know to be the ex-beta of said pack then he would be hated and given the lowest of the low ranks)
Father: Thomas Davidson
Mother: Unknown
Rank/Position: Omega
Pack: TimberLand Pack (he was exiled from that pack and is now at this pack hence why hes a omega)
Gender: Male
Age: 5
Power: (not required) he has pinpoint sharp eye sight and sprays small embers when he barks and his fur has lines of fire their useless same as all his powers and were all suffered through fighting the alpha in his old pack.
Description:
Personality: TBR (im completely beat from the story that ive lost any ides for personality's. ill update when ive got an idea)
History: Charles had very different beginning to some of his counterparts, he was not born into the pack in fact he spent most of his time either avoiding them or trying to kill off their young. he was the member of a timberland pack and was highly ranked within their mist, to them he was the rank of Beta. he helped rule with an iron paw and was rumoured to be fair. but he soon realised that the alpha did nothing to help the running of the pack, instead he just sat there eating the best food, spoiling the things the hunters and scouts brought back and claiming ownership to all the women that were born here or taken back from different packs by the warriors. the people never minded though as Charles was seen as the 'go to guy' for everything under the sun, he had a small amount of power and respect amongst the pack ... but Charles wanted more power.
a few days later he hatched a plan, he was going to attack and challenge the alpha to a fight for position and power, he thought he would win as the alpha was just a fat old man who gorged himself of veal and rabbit.... he was wrong. Charles challenged the alpha male only to be laughed at, he got his fight but it was to be later.
fight day and the whole pack was out in force to witness this, they fought around a fire that had been alight for along as they could remember. when the fight started Charles went in feaicly biting the alphas foot as he went, the alpha roured in pain but re focussed himself. he went in fast hitting Charles in the side, he grabbed Charles by the scruff of the neck and threw him through the flames, Charles hot the flame pit and stopped, he looked around to see a burning inferno and to his dismay he was on fire long lines of fire striking down his back, yet they diddnt hurt or burn like any flame should. they were just there, it made him angry and as he was angry the flames that plaged his back grew in size, when he was less angry they died down. he forgot to breath and when he did he inhaled some embers, fire and ash. he walked out of the flame to see the alpha taunting him from the outside, his flames got bigger as he walked out the burning walls of hell and into the yard that may be his final resting place. he attacked again but he was ready, the alpha threw Charles over his shoulder into a tree, this tree was hanging over the side of a cliff, below the cliff were little ledges working there way down. the alpha walked up the tree and tried pushing him off. Charles barked at him and embers came out. SMACK! Charles was knocked off the branch onto a balcony below. he looked up to see the alpha peering over the lip "AND DON'T COME BACK!" and with that... he had lost his home.
(sorry if this is all wrong but i wanted a good reason to be a omega and if hes from a pack hat is known to attack you and he is know to be the ex-beta of said pack then he would be hated and given the lowest of the low ranks)
Father: Thomas Davidson
Mother: Unknown
Rank/Position: Omega
Pack: TimberLand Pack (he was exiled from that pack and is now at this pack hence why hes a omega)
the articfacts the thing is based on
so no op minotor
so no op minotor
bump
im still here
how is a parasol a weapon?
aklso id like to join.
aklso id like to join.
just make a new post. save time.
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