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Post by Crow on Feb 23, 2008 19:14:18 GMT -5
"What weight class are we going to be up against here? I just want to know what tactics I should go in with here."
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Post by Crow on Feb 22, 2008 17:57:37 GMT -5
"Calm down soldier. We aren't here to hastle you. Quite the opposite." He stood with his hands behing his back, just eyeing the man up, "You have quite the record for a free born. We've noticed that and have need of your skills in upcoming operations."
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Post by Crow on Mar 17, 2008 18:46:52 GMT -5
Name: Kojiro Sato
Age: 27
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Preferred weapons: Automatic, long range, and any other sorts of guns. Also good at knife fighting.
Speciality: Killing things
Persona: Likes to have fun despite conciquences. If he wants to do it he will unless a good enough reason is given.
History: In a japanese crime organization until kicked out over a money issue he dosen't like to discuss. He entered the country to escape the assassins, who think he's still hiding in Tokyo.
Appearance: Wears a black busness suit with a red tie. His hair is a deep purple color and his eyes are green. He stands at around 5'6'' and weighs 120lbs.
Other Notes: Has at least three handguns hidden on him at any given time. Normally random models. Also carries a combat knife, a lighter, and a pack or two of cigarettes. Fluent in Japanese and english, and can speak pasable Gaelic.
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Post by Crow on Mar 12, 2008 20:16:48 GMT -5
Name: Lorekeep
Gender: Male
Age: 230
Alliance: Lords of Science
Race: Human
Weapons: Plasma Rifle. Pulse gernades. Beam scythe attatched to left arm.
Armor/apperance: Wears a black and gold trimmed armor with the weapons mentioned built in. It has energy shielding which allows him to take quite a bit of damage as well rendering him invincible to several types of physical attack.
Personality: Calm and detatched. Never jumps to anything right away, instead thinking it over.
History: A major Lord of Science, he was one of the few that didn't immediately run to destroy the primals. He instead focused on fortifying the defences around his sanctum, building enormous stone golems as guards. He is currently working on a new type of fuel he has been refining for the past few years during the war. His current aim is to finish his work before the primals find his sanctum and he comes under attack. He has also seen fit to share some of his views in the form of carvings on the stone in some parts of his sanctum.
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Post by Crow on Mar 12, 2008 20:01:28 GMT -5
Just a skeleton for the char sheets. Going to make mine in a little while
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Alliance:
Race:(Pm me if you want to make a custom/pirated one)
Weapons: (Going to be really flexible on this as long as you don't have a mega death weapon of doom)
Armor/apperance: (Same with the weapons on the condition you aren't invincible or somthing)
Personality:
History: (I probobly know as much about the world as you do. Feel free to make things up. They have to make sence though.)
By the way, you can use magic as well if you want to. Just put it under weapons. As for technomancers, I only want one. So post it in char profiles before someone takes the character you want.
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Post by Crow on Mar 23, 2008 22:07:31 GMT -5
This dude is the original Crow, thought of years before the Desert version. If it seems like he godmodes, don't worry. He's only going to make brief two minuite apperances to give luna missions and whatnot.
Name: Crow
Age: Very old. Only a few of the elders know how old he is, much less where he's from.
Race: Blew away from human centuries and centuries ago.
Gender: Male.
Weapon(s): Whatever he feels like summoning.
Style of fighting: Rips a person's soul out before throwing it into some lower hell.
Abilities: Is very strong, and very fast. Has much more powerfull spells at his disposal than Luna.
Alignment: Evil. He dosen't care. If he wants to, he'll do it.
Personality: Likes to mess around with whatever intends to mess with him. Sadistic and ruthless. Can be kind to other soul hunters at times.
Appearance: Black shimmering trenchcoat, pants, and boots with red trim. Pale skin, orange eyes, and black hair that goes halfway down his back. Also has a pair of large black wings. Normally has a purple aura surrounding him. Anyone that tries to see him for what he really is go blind untill the spell or whatever it is is over.(Ex. Detect evil, sence alignment, and so forth) Those that do so unintentionally feel like somthing is horribly horribly wrong.
History: All that's really known about him is that he's an avatar for the soul hunters. Anyone that asks only hears the thump as he punches them in the face.
Like I said, just throwing this guy in from time to time to mess around. I doubt he's going to do anything plot changing.
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Post by Crow on Feb 25, 2008 16:14:39 GMT -5
Name: Luna
Age: Looks about 20.
Race:Human(Magic enhanced)
Gender: Female
Weapon(s): An oversized katana that she summons with her magic. 7ft long but still easily wielded.
Style of fighting: A very defensive style that keeps enemies at a distance.
Abilities: Can manipulate shadows to make them into solid objects. It's actually how she summons the katana. She can also cast some shadow related spells.
Alignment: Neutral. She does what she needs to do at the time, regardless of how it might look for her.
Personality: Kind, but not to the point of letting a critical prisoner go because he has a family. She generally seems to be bored with living, and is nearly suicidal because of that fact. Capable of being very lively when in good company.
Appearance: Silvery hair, purple eyes, and pale skin. She wears a black trenchcoat, pants, shoes, and a dark shirt underneath.
History: A soul hunter that was tricked into taking her contract, she works for cruel masters that won't even let her stay dead. She's tried to break out of it, but the contract has her fully under their control. She now hunts down people that try to extend their lifespan by unnatural means, taking them to find teir judgement. Currently after some wizard that's supposed to be conducting experiments on the dead in the city.
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Post by Crow on Feb 26, 2008 23:59:38 GMT -5
((the quote, yes. The character, no))
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Post by Crow on Feb 26, 2008 23:13:55 GMT -5
Name: Dreth
Gender: Male
Age: 142
Race: Dark elf
Height: 5'5"
Weight:110lbs
Appearance: Stark white hair, orange eyes, pointed ears, and black skin.
Clothing: Black leather armor and a wide brimmed hat that he never leaves behind.
Weapons: A pair of ornately designed Sabres and a had crossbow. To quote a pair of characters in a book, "What would such a bow do to get through that armor?" "Ah, but the poison!"
Personality: He acts as if he's flat out drunk. Totally unpredictable and unreliable. He likes rum a bit too much, and when he's actually drunk then someone is likley to end up dead.
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Post by Crow on Feb 29, 2008 16:24:52 GMT -5
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Post by Crow on Feb 21, 2008 1:07:44 GMT -5
Name: Project S.A.I #001 "Slash"
Age: 105
Race: A.I.
Skill: Very good at inventing things out of practically nothing. Give him somthing decent to work with and can practically work miracles.
Bio: A failed project due to his lack of desire to enter combat. Would often ignore direct orders if he felt his project was more important.(98% of the time) After being determined a failure he was left to his own experiments, eventually creating himself a much improved version of the scavenger body. It looks nothing like a human, but is undeniably effective. He one day locked himself in his lab, coming out only to find spare parts.
Apperance: Very alien looking. His body is very thin, enough so to be a practical titanium bone structure. His head also looks like it belongs on an oversized inscect.
Personality: Very laid back, an unusual personality for an A.I. Dosen't necisarily like combat, but will participate if provoked.
Fighting style: What you might expect from a solo assassin.
Weaponry: Titanium ninja stars thrown at a very high velocity, detachable chain gun, arms that split into two seperate apendages, titanium claws, and anything else he can get his hands on.
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Post by Crow on Feb 17, 2008 2:58:55 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, I've pissed off so many people that I can't remember what I did to you."
Name: Nash Hawkings
Age: 32
Height: 5'4''
Weight: 110 lbs.
Appearance: Wears a bomber jacket, jeans, and goggles. Brown hair that looks windblown no matter where he is, blue eyes, and pale skin.
Abilities: Deadly accurate with a bomb. Not a bad pilot either.
Attitude: Interesting is one of the only ways to describe him. He talks big all the time but can only back it up after shrieking for help over the comn several times. He constantly flirts and his face always has the imprint of a hand after such a conversation. He's somtimes known as twitchy, jumping over almost nothing. Practically a human Chiwawa.
Weapons: A revolver for lack of motivation to get a better weapon and a standard combat knife.
Favored Craft: A modified Piranha that carries three bombs. It lacks the usual concussion rockets it's type normally have, but the craft is practically a rocket on it's own. Nash made sure that he could outrun nearly anything in the sky he couldn't blow up with this plane.
Background: He recieved some formal training before the great war in the airforce. After the war started he worked freelance for a while, putting bombs into the middle of ammo stores while looping and barrel rolling away from artilery fire. Though no one knows it, he practically screams his lungs out while doing it. Joined the fortune hunters as a hit and run type of guy. He honestly gets no respect for his cowerdly attitude.
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Post by Crow on Feb 17, 2008 23:51:06 GMT -5
Name: Bastian
Age: 72(looks 30)
Race: Werewolf
Gender: Male
Human Form
Hair: Black with red streaks.
Eyes: Green.
Height: 6'5''
Clothes: Black jacket with holy symbols engraved in the shoulders, black pants and shoes, a white shirt, and a wooden cross. Also a pair of gloves with clips on the bottom, so he can clip them onto his necklace before entering hybrid form.
Apperance: Thin with average skin color
Wolf form.
Height: 4'1" high
Length: 5'8" long
Eyes: A bright red color.
Fur: Deep black with red streaks.
Hybrid form.
Fur: Same as wolf.
Eyes: Same as wolf
Apperance: Besides the obvious, a necklace with a wooden cross and a pair of gloves handing off of it.
Personality: He is a brilliant actor, playing the part of a priest perfectly. Beneath the deception he is brutal, evil, and sadistic.
History: One of the older Werewolves, he used the guise of a wandering priest many times to enter human lands without question. His werewolf form has quite the reputation, being known as the black death in some locations.
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Post by Crow on Feb 14, 2008 15:05:14 GMT -5
Alright. No questions from me.
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Post by Crow on Feb 10, 2008 20:49:29 GMT -5
Name: Kurt
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Occupation: Bard/Part time master thief
Abilities: Can play any string instrument thrown at him, very good with his hands, knows how to get his hands on some unusual trinkets. Also knows how to make minor illusions which are almost always put into his shows or practical jokes.
Weapons/Equips: A cutlass, shortsword, and hand crossbow. Has dozens of trinkets that are obviously magical in nature. Last off is his lute, which has a few lockpicking tools hidden in it.
Attitude: Loud and quick to show off, he's always quick to put in a snide comment. He dosen't seem bound by any sort of law, normal or moral. He's honestly just as likely to jump off a bridge as cross it.
Appearance: Black boots, purple pants and vest, (Neon)green long sleeved shirt. The last is an oversized hat with an enormous feather stuck to the side. His skin is a fairly average color, his eyes are blue, and his hair is whatever color he has it dyed at the time. It's currently a deep blue.
History: A thief since his childhood, he soon found he had quite a talent for it after he practically stole a mans house while he was pacing the rooms. By the end of the night everything was missing except for the furniture. Eventually he met a traveling bard that taught him the trade and sent him on his way. Ever since he's been going to the homes of nobles under the pretences of a show. Amazingly no one has ever associated his apperance with their thing's dissapearence.
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