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Looking for RP's!

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Ahem....Yarr!

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Rufus Hector Arlo

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43

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Male

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Mage (Scholar)

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P.S Tis' alright to PM you some ideas I think might need permission Sypher?
Yeah I'd like to see an OOC
I'm interested. I'm not sure if you allow reservations but I'll hopfully be making a Scholar Mage.
Yarrr!! You made a grave mistake t'day matey, a powerful enemy you have earned your soul! o.O

(Ok! Might have it up tomorrow)
Ahoy! There be a Cap'n's position open I spy! Don't suppose ye have any quarrels with me takin' it?
Well, good luck with this if it continues. I'm backing out.
Hello?
So this is a tabletop RP without the stats and numbers etc?

If a space opens up in the future I might like to join.
"I apologize sir, that was not my intention!" His words bounced of the alleyway walls in their reliably metallic, electrical tone. His back against the wall with a forearm pressing on his throat, this wasn't the introduction to Derberus Tin Man had hoped for.
"MY intentions are tha ones yous gotta worry 'bout" The brutish voice of his assailant matched his colossal frame and bald head. Tin Man realized that not many inhabitants of this planet would understand the notion of a good Samaritan. Only moments earlier had he witnessed a curious item fall from his attackers backpack. He picked it up, fully intending to return it, but he was not going to convince this Goliath of that now.
"I ask you to step back sir, otherwise I will be forced into action"
"Ha! Whats a scrawny metalface like you gonna do?" With the most appalled expression solid metal could muster, tin man grabbed his foes head, with a thunderous thud it whipped backwards throwing the brute to the floor. Seemingly not moving anymore, Tin man nervously looked around,
"Apologies sir, but I do not take kindly to discrimination!"

Hurrying from the alleyway, Tin Man quickly gathered his bearings. Dark characters skulked around the backstreets, hoods up and faces covered, this wasn't a friendly place. As he approached the police station he paused. He needed better than an assumption that this was where he needed to be, but out of all the buildings he had passed thus far, this was most likely it.

Making his way through the door and beyond, Tin Man faced as many brigands and criminals inside the police station as outside. Races of all shapes and sizes were being processed and questioned.
Eventually after checking almost every face he could see, Tin Man recognized his captain. Raising his hand and shouting across the room like a child in a class waving down his friend, Tin Man hurried over to reunite with someone he wasn't nervous to be around.
"Horrible place this captain" He immediately gestured a shy apology to a rather nasty looking gentlemen who happened to be in earshot.
I'l have a post up tonight at the latest.

Edit: Posted, not my best, a bit tired but good enough I think.
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