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Honestly not that social.
Or even agreeable
Or online much

Just feel like somehow the world has moved on and I haven't.

Just feel lonely.

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Jangel13 said
that and he had proof to match his story


I'm just saying that Angelo seems pretty trusting for being the most wanted man in the world.

"Believe in half of what you see, and none that you hear" and all that jazz.

EDIT - But then again, it's your faction lol

If I had known it was as easy as saying 'Can I please join' though, I would of had Cole bombing that base of operations first. Not the Unity's.
Not trying to tell you how to run your faction but isn't letting anyone with a convincing sob story in kind of stupid? Like what if someone is just a good liar?

Boom, one dead Angelo.
That's a pretty stacked fight in Midgard's favor though.

Unless Angelo just shot him through the head with a lightning bolt from his tome
Yeah.. That's the main reason I had Cole become an independent. Besides his sister's affiliation with The Librarian, there was no real reason for Cole to be a part of a faction.

He just hates everything. That's the only motivation he needs.
Too Old 4 This said
It's honestly a really good study if you are interested in tropes. Also if you have any interest in the exciting career of costumed aggression.


I'm a naturally a very aggressive and angry person

I don't need to fake aggression.

I really liked your post though. I like the aspect a sophisticated villian adds to a RP

I see you're still a Stephen Crane nerd Aza. What happened? You were dead for a month haha
Kodlak Storm-Fangs, Several Miles from Bruma

Kodlak had just laid his head down for a moment of restless sleep before he felt something unnatural stir. Carefully picking up his sword and shield, he had no need to suit up in armor since he never took his off. A low, guttural, and wholly inhuman growl emanated from Kodlak as he slowly navigated the darkness of the cave. He had assumed that the bear was the only resident of the cave but hadn't done a thorough search. As if to further increase his paranoia, he heard something scraping against the stone floor. Kodlak sheathed his sword in favor of a still burning log from his campfire and what the fire had illuminated repulsed him.

The cave bear from earlier was fumbling around in an unnatural, contorted state. Ethereal mist leaked from where it's flesh was torn apart and it's eyes were replaced with ghastly bulbs of harrowing light. Kodlak had quickly dropped his torch and grabbed it's sword but by then the bear had recognized it's previous killer. Letting out a haunting cascade of noise from it's freshly rotten lips, Kodlak barely managed to raise his shield in time before it assaulted him. Though Kodlak slew the bear again without sustaining any injuries besides a gash on his arm which was easily repaired with Restorative magic, Kodlak realized what the Imperials were on the run from. They weren't running from the Elves, they were running from something unnatural. Something not of this world.

Something that Kodlak was going to find.

So here Kodlak was, perched on the edge of a particularly high rock several miles from Bruma. He had adapted his wolf form to cover the distance within a short amount of time and devoured two deer and a pig for nourishment along the way. With all of his senses dramatically sharpened from the transformation, Kodlak could make out a dark unnatural cloud devouring the Imperial City. He guessed that it was from there where the strange magic was spawning from. If that was the case, he would have more to worry about than a resurrected cave bear. No, even with the less than perfect weather conditions Kodlak could barely makeout the shining of hundreds, if not thousands of orbs speckling the city.

Kodlak wasted no time returning to his cave hideout and quickly repacked his supplies. If the army of the undead were to invade tomorrow, it would take more than one warrior to stand in their way. No, after tonight he would have to leave for the fort once known as Bruma.
Flamelord said
Well, he didn't actually know Carton was a madman, so he may not have. Don't worry though, no Harvey Dent's here. I'd think that in the year of 2099, we have technology to fix that. Specifically, synthetic skin. Maybe even magic infused nanotech. Give him a month recovery tops, and he'll be good to go.


True enough.
Superfly said
These are the canon ones from the game. I'm also considering doing creatures as well, we saw a dragon soul in the Soul Cairn in Dawnguard, so I was thinking of other things like corrupted bears, spiders and maybe even some daedra creatures.


Ah, we're doing canon characters as well.

I was just making sure for my next post. But thanks Supes.
'Silvia!'

'Cole, calm down, what's wrong? This is what having fun is like. Just a day at the beach, playing in the waves.'

'...'

'Silvia!'

'What?!?'

'Don't swim so fast! I'm losing yo-'

'What?!?'

'The waves are getting too high! I'm not as tall as you, you're getting away!

'Silvia!'

'...'

'Silvia!'

'...'

'Please, don't leave me lonely.'

Clutching the Tome in his hand, with a forlorn tear making its way down his face, that was the moment that Cole truly felt human. It was also the last moment that he ever would. Silvia had nearly gotten him killed earlier. If he had been dazed for a second earlier, the Justicar could of easily disarmed and arrested him. Then he would be sitting inside of a lonely jail cell, rotting away until Death took his toll. If Cole was truly going to go through with this, he needed to say goodbye to his humanity. He needed to say goodbye to Silvia, and everything else that mattered to him in this world. He no longer had room to harbor love or honor, instead he would fill his heart with icy vengeance. He would not feel, but instead act without remorse or mercy. Like an Avatar of Retribution. The Unity had taken everything he loved, now it was time to pay the piper.

Cole looked at the forlorn Capital wall and wondered how he would get pass the armored behemoth. He couldn't very well kick the door in, and any explosions he could set off to blow the door would alert every guard in the country. No, unknowingly repeating the steps of Angelo, Cole climbed the roof of a nearby building and vaulted across the rooftops stealthily, completely unaware that a certain Jester was watching his every move. As he stood on the now battle torn roof of the main building, Cole looked off in the distance. There was only one thing left to do, to fully discard his past life. And it was as easy as pushing a button.

Click

Somewhere off to the distance, a motel didn't just explode. It became a livid and angry fire that not only incinerated itself, but scorched the skies. Cole saw the building become a totem of cleansing fire from the roof of the Capital's main building, several miles away. And from where Cole couldn't see, a certain Justicar was certainly rather scorched himself. If he was smart, after paramedics recovered what was left of his face, he would keep his mouth shut and forget he ever had the misfortune of meeting Cole. But Cole doubted it. Like a vengeful ghost, Cole had a feeling that he would be meeting Alex Sinclair again sometime in the future.

That was in the past now however.

Click

Cole began walking on what was left of the Capital's roof. Little did he know that he was walking towards an even greater threat than the Justicar he had barely escaped. He was walking straight towards the Jester of the court, like a lamb to the slaughter.
Superfly said
Sure, I'll go into detail in the morning. Are we waiting on anyone else to post?


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