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"Sir, I do not underestimate. I distract" the telepathic beams whips around, curving back towards the GM. Getting more momentum, he fires thousands of more telepathic beams of energy, zoning onto the GM. He reaches for his sword and brings it to him with a motion. He makes the sword hover in the air and stands on it, All the while firing more telepathic energy beams. "WELCOME TO TELEPATHY, BITCH" He grabs Both hand fires a huge ball of telepathic energy at GM.
Bloody idiots. Everywhere. These are all little kids thinking they're big shots. At least there is one old guy around here. Darrick walked through the crowds of little teens, RPD in hand pointing at any who dare challenges him. His axe is strapped on his back, wrapped in bandages.
He walked up to the front, ignoring all the announcements and all the stares he was getting as he towered over the young ones. He grabbed the boy at the front, the one who just called out. Stern faced, Darrick looked at the boy whispering in his ear in a deep voice "Boy, keep quiet. Ever since the gods have fallen, people are vying for power in these parts. If you go around and look for fights, you will be killed first. Keep your weapon in hand and don't trust anyone." Darrick then looked at the announcer while patting the boy's shoulder.
"Sir, when can we start. My sweetie over here" He pats his RPD "Is ready to take anyone on. I want to beat these younglings. To the ground." To emphasise his point, he points his gun towards the sky and fires a full drum, flawlessly holding it in one hand without shaking. Calmly, he drops his expelled ammo and reloads his sweetie. Turning around, he looks at the man straight in the eye and say's "Let's get this on with"
He walked up to the front, ignoring all the announcements and all the stares he was getting as he towered over the young ones. He grabbed the boy at the front, the one who just called out. Stern faced, Darrick looked at the boy whispering in his ear in a deep voice "Boy, keep quiet. Ever since the gods have fallen, people are vying for power in these parts. If you go around and look for fights, you will be killed first. Keep your weapon in hand and don't trust anyone." Darrick then looked at the announcer while patting the boy's shoulder.
"Sir, when can we start. My sweetie over here" He pats his RPD "Is ready to take anyone on. I want to beat these younglings. To the ground." To emphasise his point, he points his gun towards the sky and fires a full drum, flawlessly holding it in one hand without shaking. Calmly, he drops his expelled ammo and reloads his sweetie. Turning around, he looks at the man straight in the eye and say's "Let's get this on with"
Human Name:
Darrick Hock
Age:
58
Human Appearance:
Bio:
Darrick's past was with filled with mysteries and untied ends. His memories have been long gone from his mind. He remembers abuse and love for war. His vision was and still is clouded with red.
Darrick the man himself is very clean cut. Chivalrous and surprisingly gentleman like. He kills with vicious efficiency and makes clean cuts. When he turns to Slaaviik though..... That cannot be said.
The green skinned humanoid unleashes unholy fire on his enemies. Kills with no mercy, brutally murdering any who cross him. He tortures, pillages, rapes and commits all sort of genocide. He has only been unleashed three times in the history of this world, one of them caused the Dark ages. One killed the Incan's off and the other killed the Mayan's off. All three very catastrophic. He cannot be controlled by any other than Darrick himself.
God or Goddess: God of War
God Name:
Slaaviik
God Appearance:
Symbols:
Alignment:
Darrick is Chaotic Good
Slaaviik is Chaotic Evil
Weapons:
Animal:
Followers:
Any Soldier of any esteemed quality follows the Great Darrick Hock
Darrick Hock
Age:
58
Human Appearance:
Bio:
Darrick's past was with filled with mysteries and untied ends. His memories have been long gone from his mind. He remembers abuse and love for war. His vision was and still is clouded with red.
Darrick the man himself is very clean cut. Chivalrous and surprisingly gentleman like. He kills with vicious efficiency and makes clean cuts. When he turns to Slaaviik though..... That cannot be said.
The green skinned humanoid unleashes unholy fire on his enemies. Kills with no mercy, brutally murdering any who cross him. He tortures, pillages, rapes and commits all sort of genocide. He has only been unleashed three times in the history of this world, one of them caused the Dark ages. One killed the Incan's off and the other killed the Mayan's off. All three very catastrophic. He cannot be controlled by any other than Darrick himself.
God or Goddess: God of War
God Name:
Slaaviik
God Appearance:
Symbols:
Alignment:
Darrick is Chaotic Good
Slaaviik is Chaotic Evil
Weapons:
Animal:
Followers:
Any Soldier of any esteemed quality follows the Great Darrick Hock
Am I accepted? Or not?
Sarah is the one I am reffering too. I just realized that most girls in the room was wearing bondage gear. oopsies
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Name:Darrik Hock
Age:42
Appearance:
-Minus the Lasrifle, I would include with permission. ;)
Personality:
Darrik is a very brash, rude and straight forward person. Blunt and brute like, he will probably bring the muscle in the guild. He believes oldies like him are better than newbies like the other characters in the guild. He believes that they should listen to his "wise" advice. Of course you shouldn't because that would involve you dying while Mr.Hock is sitting back with vodka in his hand. He is also an alcoholic, doesn't swear much though just gets more stupid.
Magic:
He can control iron and manipulate it very easily. He can turn it into something and make a sword, he can disable iron basically making it disappear but if he disables too much at once he will turn unconscious or even worse, turn up dead. He can control iron in the body but it is very limited. He can control iron in his own body very well though.
Weapons:
Other:
Name:Darrik Hock
Age:42
Appearance:
-Minus the Lasrifle, I would include with permission. ;)
Personality:
Darrik is a very brash, rude and straight forward person. Blunt and brute like, he will probably bring the muscle in the guild. He believes oldies like him are better than newbies like the other characters in the guild. He believes that they should listen to his "wise" advice. Of course you shouldn't because that would involve you dying while Mr.Hock is sitting back with vodka in his hand. He is also an alcoholic, doesn't swear much though just gets more stupid.
Magic:
He can control iron and manipulate it very easily. He can turn it into something and make a sword, he can disable iron basically making it disappear but if he disables too much at once he will turn unconscious or even worse, turn up dead. He can control iron in the body but it is very limited. He can control iron in his own body very well though.
Weapons:
Other:
Sorry for the slightly short post. Let us assume I just hitched a ride and didn't introduce myself? At all.
Also sorry for bee lining straight for the person in bondage gear. Peculiar, right?
Also sorry for bee lining straight for the person in bondage gear. Peculiar, right?
Gio looked in surprise at the sheer size of the TARDIS. A real life size TARDIS, who would've thought. "Well if your offering it, I actually don't have a ride home. So...... taking the couch!" Gio but his bags on the couch, making a silent 'screech' noise. He looked around the room and fixed his vision on a girl in.... bondage gear? Shrugging, he walked over and extended his right hand, left hand being a claw.
"Hello there, ma'am. I am afraid I did not introduce myself. My name is Gio Aguilar, or the esteemed Commissar Sebastian Yarrick. May I ask your name and the person your cosplaying as?" He looked at the girl, eye's bright and teeth showing.
"Hello there, ma'am. I am afraid I did not introduce myself. My name is Gio Aguilar, or the esteemed Commissar Sebastian Yarrick. May I ask your name and the person your cosplaying as?" He looked at the girl, eye's bright and teeth showing.
Gio was standing outside the convention, holding his Storm Bolter in the hand without the claw. Sighing, he looked at his "bountiful" loot. A plastic bag full of t-shirts of games he didn't care about and an un-painted single "Thousands Sons" chaos space marine from a pitiful player. Putting his claw in his forehead, he cursed at himself for losing so many games.
Gio walked around the convention, seeing a couple of parked cars on the streets. People wandering out of people. "Stranglers" he muttered under his breath.
'Maybe he should just head home' he started thinking 'Taking the bus sounds goo'- "SHOTGUN!". Jolting out of his boots he looks to the source of the noise and see's a few cosplayers walking towards a truck.
Bayonetta, Gaara and...... That sonuvabitch. "RICHARD, My main man!" Gio started running towards one of the many people that beat him in today's convention.
Gio walked around the convention, seeing a couple of parked cars on the streets. People wandering out of people. "Stranglers" he muttered under his breath.
'Maybe he should just head home' he started thinking 'Taking the bus sounds goo'- "SHOTGUN!". Jolting out of his boots he looks to the source of the noise and see's a few cosplayers walking towards a truck.
Bayonetta, Gaara and...... That sonuvabitch. "RICHARD, My main man!" Gio started running towards one of the many people that beat him in today's convention.
"FUCK YOU BITCH!!!"
A loud BANG is heard and a large crater appears next to the God Modder. In the middle lies a 8 foot man in golden power armor, blazing fire sword in one hand and charged telekinesis beam in the other kneeling on the ground. A halo appears on top of the man's head and his eyes turn a bright gold, blazing with telekinetic power.
The man with the black hair charges, big booming sounds on every step and cracks forming. He reaches the God Modder and says "EAT THIS SHIT!!!" He bounces away and shoots the telekinetic beam right in his face and throws his sword at the GM's Chest while pointing the middle finger at the GM.
A loud BANG is heard and a large crater appears next to the God Modder. In the middle lies a 8 foot man in golden power armor, blazing fire sword in one hand and charged telekinesis beam in the other kneeling on the ground. A halo appears on top of the man's head and his eyes turn a bright gold, blazing with telekinetic power.
The man with the black hair charges, big booming sounds on every step and cracks forming. He reaches the God Modder and says "EAT THIS SHIT!!!" He bounces away and shoots the telekinetic beam right in his face and throws his sword at the GM's Chest while pointing the middle finger at the GM.
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