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After the Spring: A Game of Thrones Roleplay [AU]

Down to clown around in westeros town

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

HAd a crash when posting. Progress destroyed. Fuck everything.

Post will be rebuilt by tomorrow around mid day

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

post post poned till tomorrow, is halfway done but I have big tired.

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

@Jbcool posting tonight

The Marauders (A new Adventure)

L'Azul

Name: L'Azul
AKA: Newt

Age: 53

Race: Kautada

Appearance: Kautada are a strange race of small, amphibious, salamander like creatures. The race has pale skin, slightly overlarge heads, small prehensile tails, webbed feet and fringe gills on the sides of their necks. Their eyes are solid red orbs and their skin is often moist and shiny with four arms. L'Azul is no exception, he stands at about 5'3, a bit tall for his race, with four arms and finged gills. He, like most of his race, is often smiling and carries himself happily. His hands are almost always moving, adjusting tools or jotting down notes in his messy hand writing or desperately trying to find what he needs amongst a mess of disorganized papers. He is hairless, like all of his race, and in his gills are small tube-like containers filled with a concoction of water and a slimy substance. His skin is coated in the substance which is not unlike slimy water, and his gills take in the rest. He has a small metal protrusion at the base of his neck which is his only outward cybernetic enhancement, being a reaction booster.

He most often wears a silver bomber jacket with several symbols along his shoulders, under which is a simple black shirt. for time in arid enviroments he has a special rig he hooks along his neck in order to breathe and remain moist. He does not often look the ppart of a scientist, to be quite frank, preferring a more casual appearance.

Salamander inspiration for appearance of race

Faction: Marauder

Role in Team: Chief Science officer

Bio: : L'Azul was, and is, a bio-mechanical engineer with more PHD's than any human could attain in a lifetime. Born on the Kautada homeworld, while no prodigy he was far above the average intelligence of his own hyper intelligent race long before he began artificially enhancing it as is normal. After graduating from one of the more prestigous state run universities on his homeworld L'Azul was eager to cut his teeth on something important, even groundbreaking. This, was where Jericho came in. Doctor Jericho Sinclair offerd the young scientist a direct and directorial role at a company getting back on its feet after some... setbacks. The company seemed to be exactly what L'Azul was looking for, the firm having made several important discoveries and breakthroughs... even if they did have one too many lines blacked out in their dossier to be comfortable, but L'Azul happily accepted the position. To the young Kautada was placed as part of what seemd to be some sort of super soldier project, largely dealing with embryotic enhancement and testing, with a few more developed subjects used on occasion. Many of the dosage's, concoctions and... genetic testing seemd mildly off to him, but he pressed on with his research and testing. It was often hard as Doctor Jericho seemed extremely tempermental with the testing and implementation, often requiring the team to re-start from scratch after some perceived failure even when things had been far better than expected. But, all was not lost.

After awhile, L'Azul came closer and closer to a breakthrough in dealing with a more mature subject. His prototype was everything Jericho and the companies mysterious board were looking for. But, shortly before he had a chance to finish fine tuning and revealing his prototype, he was layed off and the project shut down. More than a little miffed, and having lost many of his more advanced records, he still had his personal notes. He locked them away somewhere only he knew for safekeeping and set about looking for new opportunities... unfourtanetly they never came. Shortly after his being 'layed off' authorities from the Kautada broke into L'Azul's home and personal laboratory and arrested him. The scientist was brought before the council and accused of multiple extreme ethical violations while under the employ of the company. Unbeknownst to L'Azul the company, and more specifically Doctor Jericho, had set him up as a fall-man. While he had guessed everything had not been 100% ethical, the things he was accused of during his ensuing trial were truly sickening, things he had no idea about or control over. Eventually, due to an inability to tie any of it directly to the young Kautada the council gave him a choice. He could either choose service on the Monroe as a chief scientist and bio-mechanical engineer, or he could be kept in holding for a possibly indefinite amount of time while his trial became tied up in the courts. With little in the way of real choice, he decided service was preferable to imprisonment. And so, he was shipped to the Monroe.... but not before he could secretly get his notes, lest something in there damn him... besides, a good researcher never lost his notes.

Personality: Despite his past, like much of his race he often has a sunny and active
personality. It is difficult for the Kautada to open up about anything sad or upsetting, meaning he often tries very hard to avoid speaking about his past or why he is indeed on the Monroe now. He seeks to be everyones friend, but is close to very few. Those few who have gotten extremely close to him have noted he is prone to bouts of melancholy when out of sight and alone, a rather worrying state for one of his race/

Weapon(s) : Personal heavy caliber, bio-capsule side arm.

Sidearm

Family/Relationship: None he has maintained contact with.

Other: None

A Space Adventure! (Maruaders)

Interested. Will not falter as the geneticist newt alien this time around

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

@Necroes He'll do it once calmer waters about AND there isn't a marine in critical condition

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

Resolution

Thorn made his own demands after opening fire on Azazel. He scowled through his helmet, taking cover on the other side of the operating table, the bolter shells exploding in a shower above him. He brought his own bolt gun from its strap, jamming a fresh clip in as he prepared to return fire. Trying to use his own pupil as a shield? Surprising... there was more to thorn than meets the eye it seemed. Not that it mattered. What was one more student to a dead foe?

Just as Azazel was prepared to enter a proper firefight... it seemed Thorn was finally coming to his senses. He was surrendering... and Azazel was sorely tempted to end the un-armoured marine. It would be so very easy. His arms were up, his weapons away... he could empty a whole clip into him if he so desired... but now was not the time. He growled, let his bolt gun swing loose on its strap once more and rushed to Bravis. He quickly took off his helmet and set to work repairing the severely damaged soft tissues. Again he seemed to be in a trance, lost in the desperate medical care as he saved one of his last pupils lives once more. Once that was finished he sedated him, Bravis would need to cool off... besides there was still Xepherial.

Before the marine could do anything Azazel snapped at his one armed pupil and rthe two restrained him quickly, a needle slipping once more into his neck, and the world going foggy... but not black. The two marines heaved him back up onto the operating table and Azazel got to work. Even in the chaos of the imminent boaarding action he didn't flinch. He'd be ready when the call came to jump ships, but until he was engrossed. Xepherial would be out for nowhere near as long, just as Azazel finished his final adjusments numbed consciousness would return. just in time to help with a violent boarding. Azazel's one armed student carried Bravis while the Dark Apothecary himself stood with weapons ready, prepared to mulch through whatever foe they were about to be thrown at.

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

@BCTheEntity I am interested in talking about that.

I'm at work all of today but am free tonight

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

@BCTheEntity you've put me in an incredibly difficult situation here man

I've been trying to think how to move forward but... Azaxel likes his students but is completely willing to sacrifice them for his own desires

BUT I don't want to kill two characters or even one due to the investment of their players so... I'm free tomorrow so I guess I'll figure it out then