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Name: Grace Pryde - a.k.a. Scarlett

Appearance: 6'1" and 120 pounds. Pale skin and pale yellow eyes. BRIGHT dyed red hair with a streak of her natural black running from her left temple. Her hair is cut relatively short to her jawline, framing her face. No apparent scars, but she does appear to have prominent red tattoos on the left side of her body. These tattoos run from the top of her head down to her left foot, covering her left side with various symbols that change patterns with each use of her Siren Abilities. When she uses her Siren Abilities, the tattoos on the left side of her body glow bright red, then begin to fade after a short while. Dresses (in typical Borderlands fashion) in skin tight leather that's been dyed the same color as her hair. Body measurements are 34"/22"/34.

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Class and description of class: Siren - Crowd control and limited teleportation (Main Ability). Her abilities can include being able to force the enemy, temporarily, to work for her in whatever fashion that the creature or person is capable of doing. She can also affect the existing elements that are currently active, making them either more or less affective Her powers are currently line of sight.

Weapons/accessories: She prefers to use either a sub-machine gun up close or an assault rifle from far away. Elemental damaging weapons are her favorite.

Personality: Red headed Valley Girl would be the best way of describing her personality. She talks......a lot. It originally started as a nervous habit and then just became a habit. She is very personable and is capable of liking anyone sentient. She can find the positive in anyone. She's not ditzy, though. Not the most intelligent person, but she's not stupid, either. She won't be going up to a Raider or The Warrior with outstretched arms for a hug, but she will try to talk to the non-insane Raiders, which are few and far between.

Likes/preferences: Everyone. The Color Red. She LOVES to smile. Prefers Hyperion weapons, then Maliwan, and lastly Vladov.

Dislikes: Mud, Dirt, nastiness. Animals. Jakobs weapons, then Torgue, and really dislikes Tediore weapons.

Biography: (Going to make a planet up, using Greek histories on Sirens) Grace was born on a planet named Scopulia, a water planet with many many islands and no large land masses. She was born with red markings over her entire body, which migrated all to the left side. Being on this planet afforded her being able to delight in swimming and having fun in the sun. She was a happy child, never keeping a frown on her face for more than a few seconds. Even bad scrapes would cause her to lose her smile for only a few moments. She was born into a middle classed family, with no real perks but no real downsides. She dreamed of joining the stars, even played shooting games with her friends.
The day she hit puberty, the tattoos on the left side of her body flared up and broke out in what her parents thought of as a rash. Eventually the rash cleared up, but the red markings began to subtly shift and reshape themselves. Grace would sit for hours just watching her skin. She wanted to make these markings the best thing on her body, so she began to work out, exercise, and train. She became better and better at playing shooting games. She sprouted into a tall, lean, lithe, and gorgeous young lady.
Her outgoing personality and love of everyone made her a bit naive, which is how she got off planet. One day a man noticed her tattoos. This man was not from Scopulia, but from one of the planets that housed large corporations. He was one of the many people sent out to search for unique individuals for special projects. He saw Grace and knew upon first sight that she was a Siren. He KNEW that this was going to get him a promotion and make him very very rich. So, he chatted with the young girl, distracting her with his charming conversation. He talked and talked, walking towards his ship the whole way. Eventually, he got her on his ship, hit a series of buttons, and busted out of the atmosphere, kidnap victim in tow. A few autopilot buttons later, and the ship piloted itself towards a distant planet.
A few days later, the ship with a very scared young girl on it, landed. The ship didn't broadcast any of the proper codes and didn't respond to any of the planet's hails. This was because Grace had used the abilities that she didn't know she had, and teleported the charming man who was trying to have his way with her off the ship.....in mid flight. So, Grace was greeted with what seemed like a million weapons pointed at her and she was taken into custody. This is where she was to be for a very, very long time.
From the age of 13 through the age of 22, she was poked, prodded, studied, and trained. They had to teach her how to use weapons to help her develop her powers. She eventually found out that she was in the Hyperion Headquarters. During those 9 years, she happily learned everything that they wanted her to learn, befriended everyone that she interacted with, and figured out who she needed to manipulate to get her out of the life that had been chosen for her.
Last year, she mind controlled a man who was going on vacation to take her with her. He traveled to a distant planet that Hyperion didn't have a whole lot of control over, and left her there. After he had left the influence of her line of sight, he attempted to retrace his steps and find her, but she had learned too much from her training and had disappeared. That distant planet is the one she is on now.
I'll make a Siren. Give me a few hours to make one up. It'll be my first female character in a long while, heh.
In Hellbent 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
This is your RP. Shouldn't you be the judge of who gets to join up? If those of us who were first to say 'me me me me' aren't good enough, then take others. I seriously doubt that you'll upset anyone that won't get over it. Fire away :)
In Hellbent 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
- Blake Hammond -


- Appearance -

Blake is a 5'11" male sitting at just over 200 pounds. Being a 32 year old mercenary, most of that weight is muscle, with a bit of beer pudge, but he will never admit it. He is very well tanned from a life on the road. His grey eyes are flanked by crow's feet (squint wrinkles, I call'em) and his head is shaved bald. His body has several battle scars, but nothing horribly disfiguring. He has no tattoos. He wears light leathers for breeches and a stiff heavy leather chest piece for protection. He has a longsword on his left hip, a main-gauche on his beltline to be drawn by his left hand, and on his lightly leather-armored chestnut horse he has a crossbow.


- Personality -

Blake is even-headed. He has been fighting for the bulk of his life, so combat rarely makes him lose his cool. He does like to drink, and recently his drinking has begun to catch up with his gut. Out of combat, he's NOT a social butterfly. He is verbally polite to a fault, though he gets tongue tied around women. He doesn't negotiate prices unless he feels that he's getting reamed with jacked a jacked up price. When it comes to a contract to fulfill, he attempts to complete them to the letter, with little leeway in straying from the contract. When he drinks, he opens up a bit more, being a 'happy drunk'.


- Excerpt -

Blake walked into the Lone Pine Bar, knowing that his bounty was supposed to be here. He was hired by some nobleman to bring back his son alive. And Blake's contacts have told him that he's hiding out here, posing as a traveling merchant or something. Anyways, his target should be here, somewhere. Blake slid up to the bar, one cheek on the stool and one foot on the ground. "Mead, please," he asked the person behind the bar. Once it was delivered into his hand, he took a brief sip, tasting the honey goodness. He then stood up from the stool and put his back to the bar, glancing over his mug around at the patrons.

His eyes skillfully glanced around the entire room, purposefully passing over his mark so that he doesn't give away his intention. He then began to wander around the room and started to flirt with one of the bar wenches. He got embarrassed and tripped over his feet, spilling a bit of his mead on another bar patron. "HEY!" the man argued at having a drink spilled on him. The man took a swing at Blake, which Blake ducked under. "My apologies, sir. I didn't see you there. Here, let me buy you a drink and let us forget this ever happened," Blake asked the man. The man asked for a double scotch and then sat back down.

Blake then walked over to his mark, put his hand on the noble boy's shoulder, and said, "Your father wants you home, sir. Time to go." The boy looked Blake in the eyes and started to mouth the word 'No', but Blake shifted his weight and slammed the boy's face into the table. "I'm sorry, sir, but it's time to go." Blake lifted the boy by one shoulder and helped him to his feet, keeping a hand on one of the boy's elbows while walking him to the door. As the boy tried to bolt, Blake tripped one foot into the other while shoving the elbow in the opposite direction. The boy again tasted wood as his head hit the door jamb. "I wish you wouldn't fight, sir. But, I've been told to bring you in." As he passed the fellow he spilled a drink on, he laid a coin onto the table, "Again, my apologies, sir." With that, he and the noble boy headed back towards noble district.
Definitely in. I like more realistic based games rather than high fantasy. Am I to assume that there are tales of magic and magicians, just never set eyes on them ourselves? Similar to the tales of Merlin, King Arthur, and the Knights of the Round Table?
Dibs!

And it's a play on Dungeons and Dragons, where the experienced Vault Hunters are the Bunkermasters and we are going to be the players
Potentially interested as well. Are you going with a Fallout theme or something entirely different?
Woah, glad to hear that you're okay. Sorry to hear about your car. Is it totaled? Drivable? Sounds like you didn't come out unscathed :/
I'm interested. I have never played an X-Com game. Just bought the Enemy Within and Enemy Unknown, but have yet to play them. That being said, I'd be starting with green rookies. So, do you want three CS's or do you want one for the main one? Also, I've not been in an RP that had multiple characters, so how does that get handled? Only one out on a mission at one time, split posts for multiple actions, or multiple posts?
No autopsy no foul, Robeatics. I was kinda expecting the decline anyways with the school season popping up. I've got 4 online classes starting next week, too.
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