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[I-Am-X]

The Big Dump

 

 

Only crap that was accepted by a GM may be posted here!

 

Important NPCs:

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Loki

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Name: Loki

Age: Looks in her 20's, real age uncertain.

Race: Kitsune

Gender: Female

 

Background:

One of the 3 'great leaders' of the city of Annwyn, there's hardly any solid, credible information regarding her past. The only credible fact about her would be that she mysteriously showed up in Annwyn over 20 years ago and has been calling the shots ever since. Despite claiming to be a 'beautiful young woman', the fact that she hasn't aged in all these years, people suspect her to be much older, much to her chagrin. Operates out of the bar 'Fox Fire' in the northern part of Annwyn. Despite her position, she enjoys messing around and doing whatever she deems 'fun', even if it's at the expense of others. She's also known to be quite lecherous.

 

Though she comes across sometimes as irresponsible, when serious, she can be quite terrifying, especially when her age is brought into question. A known heavy drinker, she's frequently seen in bar room brawls and going on rampages. Despite all the years, she's still quite the enigma.

 

Inventory:

Usually seen with a long smoking pipe and wielding a metal Japanese folding fan, her weapon of choice aside from her fists.

 

 

Abilities:

Can swallow alcohol in what seems like an instant.

Enough strength to send people flying long distances.

Can turn someone into BBQ.

 

Character Sheet:

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[Appearance]

 

Name: What is your [Freaks] name?

Age: Depends on your race, but PCs are limited to a max of 50 or 60. No PC would have lived or have any connection to the 'Big Dump'

Race: Mutant? Human? Youkai? If youkai, what kind? I'll leave it up to you but don't think by picking a race you get special powers and what not, the 'races' in this RP are merely cosmetic. Though, some races do live longer than others.

Gender:

What's going on down low, bruh?

 

Background:

Who are you?!

 

Inventory:

Weapons and other crap you might have.

 

 

Abilities: What does your character do best? Knows how to whip up a mean omelet? Can clean up the toilet instantly? Is strong? Can make a blade go 'swish' in the air? Anything really. Keep it simple and keep it within reason. Depending on what it is and how many is put, I (we) may have to step in and limit them. Don't go mistaken this section for superpowers or any of that crap. Also I 'may' allow some (like one or two) depending on the race chosen and how generous im feeling.

 

Edited by I-Am-X, 26 September 2015 - 09:38 PM.

[Geo]

Aton Vent - A.K.A. "Agore"

 

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Name: AGORE – Aton Vent

Age: 30

Race: Human

Gender: Male

 

Background:

 

"Oh, hello. I'm surprised that you managed to see me lurking in the shadows.

 

My past? For all I could have remembered, I reawakened into this hellish landscape after the prophesied stool, with all its grandeur and atrocious fragrance, flew across the grand horizon and hit the world’s largest fan. It was an utter catastrophe as this event caused a massive explosion. Many humans were killed from the mass amount of fecal chunks that spewed out at high speeds and those poor humans die when they are killed. The era that arose from this disaster was aptly named “The Big Dump”, and the smell still lingers today… trust me, the first thing that hit me when I arose from the surface was that smell.

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Or maybe I just made a huge steamy load of crap with that story because no one knows what the hell happened which caused the world to end up like it is today.

 

My name is Aton Vent, but I personally self-named myself Agore. I originated from a secret underground society that managed to keep themselves alive and thriving, but I grew tired being trapped underground and I thirsted about knowledge of the surface. So I left and became a nomad that just spends time exploring the dreary setting of this world, hopefully finding some relics of the past in the charred ruins. My explorations in attempt for knowledge always proved unfruitful, but eventually I will find something promising.

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I wasn’t lying about the first thing that hit was the stench though. Simply horrendous."

 

Inventory:

-       Rustic Cleaver

-       Canteen

-       Empty and old revolver.

 

You’re not planning to steal my stuff, right?

 

Abilities:

-       Surprisingly, a lot of people are not literate, aside from me.

-       Yes, I know how to move my arms at a slashing motion to cut my enemies. Even more things as well.

-       I know how to move silently.

-       I’m very well versed at the realm of not being able to attract women.

 

…you are good at cleaning a toilet? Dude, those things are broken, why would you clean those things?

[Diabolical Rhapsody]

SH 1 v.A - [Crowd Control Character]

 

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Name: SH 1 v.A

 

Race: Android

 

Age: The file got lost, but according to what I believe it is 103, but I can be wrong

 

Gender: Male

 

Background: I can try and impress you with my post-apocalyptic rise and how I played an important part in events of "The Big Dump", but I would rather not. I'm a product of nanotechnology, an artificial being fabricated to stoke the egos of few men who thought they were gods. I am adaptable, was given a key into the mine of knowledge that humans had gathered over the centuries and I simply sifted through and found an identity that I found fascinating. How I was able to experience that emotion was quite perplexing but given that I was crafted to be the perfect being I took on an image to suit it.

 

From the ancient archives I discerned that the form I had take was known as The Destroyer, of what? I don't know but he was said to be honest and incorruptible. All powerful and yet naive, an amalgamation of whatever power could be and yet not drunk on it. He was an enigma, an entity that had spawned millennial epics in his name and yet was unknown.

 

I took on the garb of that man and became him. I ran from the facility and indulged myself with whatever little nature was left. I made little havens for the real needy, the voiceless who were mute witness to the war between crazed humans. I took it upon myself to judge the situation and not the man and from what I can say, I think I have done quite a good job.

 

Another thing, that picture you see is the rendition of my dance from Betty Cosworth, an aspiring painter and a lovely friend and no, I don't have six hands.

 

Weapons: I am happy wielding my trident, I can give you a poke if ya want.

 

Abilities: Serpents seem to be drawn to me much like other venomous entities, my place is usually crawling with my fang buddies so I don't have many women over.

The few ladies I have dated seem to appreciate my bed moves so I think that can be special in some way.

 

[Imnostrong]

Maroi The Plumber
 

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Name: Maroi The Plumber
Age: 31
Race: Mutant
 
Gender:
I suppose I'm a male, but my piece has gone don't know where.. does that makes me a female?
 
Background:
Was doing his normal plumbing job at abandoned nuclear factory when an incident happened, he accidentally jumped into one of the pipe hoping it was a door to alternate dimension, but it was in fact one of the nuke "bathtub".
 
Gain his consciousness when the bathtub accidentally broke due to being abandoned and all. Wake without any memories of the incident nor any recollection on how he can still claim his senses.
 
Have an urge to jump and squash any turtles on sight and sometimes crave for mushroom, flowers and brains.
 
"Good to meet you, my name is Maroi, and no I am not Mario! I know people tend to mistake me for him.
Even though I may look like this, I'm in fact not a zombie, a zombie would walk mindlessly and go chase whatever moves,and eat their brains, no not me...
I am more *cough* Civilized, I asked first."
 
"I'm more of a mutant, I think.... oh i don't know, but in fact i didn't smell like rotting meat must be mean I am not a zombie."
 
*Sniff *Sniff
 
"Yeah still no rot so far, although I think I need a deodorant"
 
"I am a male whose missing my majestic *cough* 'Boom stick'.. so if anyone find it whereabouts please do tell me, and I mean PLEASE LET ME KNOW!"
 
I think i ran out of crap to write here, so yeah, there you go.
 
Inventory:
-A good ol' Pipe Wrench, good for fixing plumbing problems and smashing heads.
 
Abilities:
-Detachable limbs.. I think that's why my "willy" is gone
-Walking Green (or in this case Red) Reactor.. can generate roughly 1000 Mwe and its radiation free.
 

Edited by Imnostrong, 26 September 2015 - 06:45 PM.

[Faye]

Elliot / Alastor [Co-GM]

Note: Click on the pic to see Alastor in her full glory

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Name: Elliot Grant
Age: 16.. For the last 61 years.
Race: Human (?)
Gender: M.A.L.E.

Background:

> Short Version:

The leader of Annwyn's largest armed force, the Silver Wolves. He was cursed by the Ancient Spirit 'Alastor' to be eternally trapped in the body of a girly 16-years old. Thanks to this, nobody (not even the members of Silver Wolves) believes that he's the infamous warrior that he is. Often visits Fox Fire to drink and sulk.

 

> Longer Version:

A mighty warrior with monstrous strength and ferocity. His prowess in the battlefield has earned him the moniker 'One-Handed Hekatonkheir', though most of the time people just call him "Miniaturized Titan" for his small frame. He started his career as a measly courier for the Silver Wolves, then nothing but a small-time tomb raiders. His team encountered Alastor's catacomb by accident and got wiped out.

 

Seeing that he hadn't done anything to desecrate the tombs, Alastor spared his life. Instead, the ancient spirit decided to tag along with the boy. She gave him a nigh indestructible body and immeasurable strength, in exchange for both his right arm and.. Well, his freedom, basically. Ever since that day, Elliot was forced to do Alastor's every bidding. And misfortune will befall him whenever he chose to ignore her whims.

 

Oh yeah, Alastor's a female spirit. Which explains Elliot's girly appearance. Try not to mention that in his presence though. He doesn't like being called girly. Or short. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

 

Inventory:

> An old sword.

> An old set of armor.

Abilities:

> Monstrous strength

> Monstrous vitality

> Looks like a knight; acts, speaks, and fights like a barbarian

> Alastor's "Blessings"

Edited by Faye, 03 October 2015 - 12:58 PM.