decayedAngel

Fallout

+1 Interested Gained!

Power Research Laboratory (PRL)

Nathan would sigh as he spins around, allowing the girl to enter her room and get settled in, he would keep his door open as he steps in, offering politely "If you need anything, i'll be in here, Just knock or walk in, I don't really mind." He would smile again as he moves toward his bed, his name called out on the loud speaker "Will Test Subject 69213- *Cough* Nathan Grant, Please report to the Experimental Training Facility immediatly." Nathan would quickly get up, and head toward the ETF.
@Melodia Alluna

Lords of the Underword

Nathan, as Disease would take over, would slide back, his eyes quickly shutting as Pain takes over, saying toward Disease "How are you, my other half?" He would then grin slightly, continuing, speaking to Nathan, but out loud "You see, Me and Disease kind of..We go hand in hand, with disease comes pain, understand?" Nathan, inside his head would grunt, before Pain would shrug and say "Anywho. How have you been my friend?"
@yukisaa

The Legend of the Silver Trident (A Fairy Tail RP)

Nathan would grin lightly at Ray, listening to him suggest going out on a job, Nathan would nod and say rather calmly "Sounds good!" He would then pull a mischievous grin, saying "I bet i'll be better than you!" as Ray walked out of the Guild hall, laughing slightly, before pushing himself up and beginning over toward the others that were heading out on this job "So, I'll be working with you guys? You don't seem so bad." He would then grin slightly, letting out a soft laugh.

Swords & Septims: Adventures in Tamriel (The Elder Scrolls)

K'Joor

Name: K'Joor

Nickname: Darkling

Age: 19 Human Years (92 Cat years)

Gender: Male

Race: Khajiit

Appearance: K'Joor has a dark shade of fur, one resembling coal, with hints of white and grey placed in random spots around his face and body. He has quite a tall stance, although short in height. His eyes a neutral yellow color, the pupil slotted upwards thinly. It has spikes of black looking toward the pupil. His hair consists of his ears, poking up high and held there by two feathers and rings, showing a somewhat ridiculous but interesting look.

A skinny appearance shows him not one to fight, although, beneath his clothing and armor, his body isn't chiseled, but yet is still quite stout. His arms are rather bulky for his figure and yet they still manage to keep his body in proportion.

Personality: He is quite a cautious cat, not one to jump on an opportunity that seems much too good to be true. He seems to be suspicious of everyone, but still trusts their judgement. He never is usually at the front of the group, tending to sneak around behind them, or hide in their cover, be it magic or sword. He has always had a hatred for Skooma, and those who drink it, But he will put personality first if need be.

History: K'Joor, a premature, small Kitty, was named after his great-grandfather, K'Joor the Sovereign. No-one really knew what he was the Sovereign of, But none the less. K'Joor was always a thief, from the day he turned 8 he had already stolen cupcakes, fruit, and other foods from stalls. He would grow up half his time in the jails, half his time stealing with friends. That was until they got into the skooma trade. They offered him the trade, which he constantly refused. This method caused him to be hushed out of the group, little by little.

K'Joor, Age 18, He was the towns known thief, quite literally outcast by everyone but his family, who suggested they move to a new town, a restart. K'Joor was quick to jump on this opportunity, having his things packed the night they offered to leave. Only hours afterwards were they on carriage to a new land, Cyrodiil. This journey was long and tedious in K'Joor's mind, due to having to sit about and do nothing for near days on end, it had softened him up by the time they made it to the border. But as they made through to the border, K'Joor felt a breath of fresh air, For a while at least.

K'Joor, Age 24, He had been working a job for the local thieves guild. Where he had been working for money for the past few years. He headed home, where he found it to be empty "Sister? Brother? Father? Mother-" he would then be interrupted by his mother, screaming out and running toward the door, a strange man in crimson armor with a crimson colored weapon, speeding behind her, digging it up into her back, and out her chest, blood spilling out, and projecting half way across the room, K'Joor, stunned but angered, would bolt forward, letting out an angry scream, as he brandished his dagger, and tried to stab the man that killed his mother, The dagger missing, and the man slashing across K'Joor's stomach, only lightly, but enough to leave a scar.

K'Joor, Age 28, He received news that his family were being held hostage at a fort on the outskirts of Skyrim, And requested 100,000 gold for their rescue. K'Joor eager to get his family back, quickly pounced on the opportunity, taking the first carriage to Skyrim, and beginning his unholy quest of stealing, and not returning the favor. He would quickly head into River-wood, finding a job to get back a 'Golden Claw', which had already been taken by another adventurer in the end, but he still made around 400 gold from looting the caskets and other things.

K'Joor, Age 34, Finding a group of adventurers, planning large heists in the dungeons of Skyrim for gold and fortune, he would seek them out, and begin planning their first large heist, a dungeon right on the outskirts of Skyrim. And that's where the real story begins.

Skills:
He is a basic light weaponry user (Daggers/Short-swords) And has a naturally affinity for sneaking around, and using a bow. He has gotten use to the feeling of light armor, using it primarily, over heavy armors. He has very keen senses, being a Khajiit. And a horrible understanding of Magicka.

Equipment:
Basic Leather Armor set (Condition: Fine)
x2 Steel Daggers
x5 Basic Healing Potions
x1 Long Bow
x75 Iron Arrows

Birth-sign: The Thief

Miscellaneous:
This is my first Advanced RP. I hope it's okay. River Marne, Btw, Beautiful place.

The Caldwell’s Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Year 2

Nathan, sneaking out at night, as per usual, he would slide swiftly out of his window, landing ontop of the hedge, that had a constant groove in it. He would carefully begin moving to the wide gated area that secludes his home from the rest. He would check the time, and pounce behind the large oak tree, awaiting the care taker to wander past, per usual. He would carefully slide through one of the gates large gaps, heading down the street into the modern suburb.

He would head down the road until meeting an old abandoned home that didn't seem to be there. He quietly wondered "Did I take a wrong turn?" before shrugging it off and quickly moving inside. Inside the abandoned home it was quite dusty, although large, like one of the mansions. How in all hell could nobody have noticed this? None the less, he continued moving up the stairs, which at the top he was greeted by two sets of stairs, trailing in opposite directions, and a large painting, dust covering the title, Nathan would move forward, and tediously wipe away the dust that hid the name.

"The Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts." What a stupid name..But..The picture was just..magnificent. He carelessly reached forward, planning on feeling the crisp, oldness of the painting, the feeling that was truly warming to the touch. He would instead fall down, into the picture?! Nathan would fall rather late, not exactly high, but not exactly low, he would gasp, seeing other people in the courtyard, landing quite swiftly stupidly, on his ass, although the grass easing his fall, the light ache in his backside still resided.

Swords & Septims: Adventures in Tamriel (The Elder Scrolls)

I am horrified. I don't know a backstory for a Khajiit theif. I need to think it up :/

The Caldwell’s Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Year 2

I done did a thing :D

The Caldwell’s Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts- Year 2

CS Application:
Name: Nathan Grant
Age: 16
Room: 8
Position wanted: Student

Level: Level 1
Course: TDS
Rank of the Basic 4 (Fire, Water, Earth, Air/Wind):
1) Fire
2) Earth
3) Water
4) Air/Wind

Likes: Cats, Dogs, Furry things, Books.
Dislikes: Things with more or less than 2 legs.

Personality: Quiet, Overprotective, Quite loud and open once you get to know him
History: Nathan came from what one would call a 'rich' family, Although he felt like he never fit in, he would always wonder what fun it could be living in a normal suburb would be like, instead of the pompous lands of fake grass they called estates. He would always sneak away for the night, and be back 'sleeping' in the morning. He loved his parents, But believed that they were rather overprotective and spoiled him too much..

Independent Courses taken: Archaic Language, Auras, Basketry, Calligraphy 1, Musical Instrument 1
Pet desired: Miniature Desert Fox
Other: Follow the Rainbow road and die

Swords & Septims: Adventures in Tamriel (The Elder Scrolls)

What is your favorite Elder Scrolls game?
Oblivion no doubts!

What is your favorite Elder Scrolls race?
Khajiit!

What is your favorite Elder Scrolls character or NPC from the games?
Falian. XD
Who is your daddy, and what does he do?
Norris! He is a Safety Manager!

And last but not least, what is your favorite flavor of ice cream?
Salted Caramel *.* (It's ORGASMIC.)