Azazaa

Star Wars: A New Beginning

Nah, still alive. We really should move on with the story though.

Fallout: Tānfāng

Name: X8-11

Allegiance: The Institute

Race: Generation 3 Synth

Appearance:

Drawn by myself, I may or may not make some changes.

Sex: Male

Age:

Physically X8 appears to be about 30 years old, but it's debatable how long he's been in operation. (Do synths age..?)

Inventory:

Courser uniform
Sunglasses
Scoped Institute laser rifle
2 automatic Institute pistols
150 fusion cells
Stealth Boy
Stimpak
Courser chip (Duh)

Backstory:

Like all gen 3 synths, X8 was created by the Institute's robotics department. The SRB quickly took notice of his intelligence and physical capabilities, and he was put through the brainwashing program known as courser training. Soon, the synth found himself to be an emotionless killing machine working in surface operations. His primary objective was to track down and kill Railroad agents, and he was fairly good at this - Until fully losing connection to his superiors during one operation. Quick investigation revealed that the Brotherhood of Steel had wiped out the entire Institute. X8 wanted revenge, and he wanted it badly..

Fallout: Terror of the Everglades

Oh, sorry for the wait. Posted.

Fallout: Terror of the Everglades

Eventually John made it to the area as well. He was certainly late, and his labcoat was covered in dried blood.

"What? You thought I wouldn't come?"

He had heard so much about these GECKs, the best of pre-war technology, and seeing the one device behind all these rumors and stories was something he couldn't leave behind.

Fallout: Outage

Alright, good to know! It's currently 3am and I just got home from visiting people for the 4th of July weekend, so I'm going to try to get and OOC up after some sleep and I'll tag everyone with a link!

@Lucius Cypher@RangingWolf@knighthawk@rocketrobie2@Darcs

@Hjalti

So are you still accepting new people?

Fallout: Outage

Interested! Could I play a courser?

The Lord of the Rings

Aelin

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Unfortunately the innkeeper was nowhere to be seen, and Aelin found himself standing in the tavern's kitchen. Alone.

Oh, if only this town's guards saw me now.. Just how easy would it be to blame the girl's murder on a traveling musician?

He figured the wizard was probably the person he should talk to, so he turned around and returned to the main room - Only to find out the corpse had vanished while he'd been away. Had someone taken it?

Anyways..

Aelin was fully on guard as he climbed the stairs. This whole place was giving him the creeps now, it no longer felt like the lively and happy bar he'd walked into a few hours earlier. The overwhelming silence. And the.. Cold?

As soon as the elf entered the second floor's corridor, he saw death itself. And death looked back. Some evil force, possibly the one Ofnir had talked about, had turned these poor people into terrifyig, lifeless beings.

Aelin pulled out both of his knives, gesturing the dead to keep their distance. He wasn't exactly sure what to do, and decided to call the wizard.

"Ofnir!"

The Lord of the Rings

@Gate Keeper #realheroeslookforinnkeepers #priorities

The Lord of the Rings

But what about me? ._.

The Lord of the Rings

Lol, imagine if the villagers blamed Aelin and started to go after him with pitchforks and torches.. Then the wizard would cut them all down like wheat. And in the end we'd kill the mayor and take his sweet loot.

Just kidding that would be horrible