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Patchwork Potpourri: A Bio-Steampunk Roleplay (Currently Accepting)

Glad to have you aboard. I'll have a character sheet up today that people can use as reference, after that if you have questions about anything feel free to contact Solo or me for help.

Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

Noted: ow

Patchwork Potpourri: A Bio-Steampunk Roleplay

Well none of them are very nice once they figured out they could get away with being unethical so picking favorites becomes pretty relative at that point ^.^

Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

Solomon

Even as Solomon rested the battle raged on, the group barely managing to scrap through every situation through a combination of teamwork and luck as the massive weapons they wielded drained them more and more. Solomon felt he could perhaps jump in to save another person when there was a strange sound that echoed through the battle oddly distinctly. It was the queue for a blast of fire and noise to race down the hallway, blinding and alarming.

As the fire faded away Solomon had gotten up and moved closer, he could see the source was one of the creature's weapons. Isabella then decided to pull off yet another startling brilliant move and try to collapse the entire area on their heads. The only small mercy was that it looked like the hallway would be collapsed but if they feel back they would likely be safe. Of course Isabelle seemed in no condition to do that so Solomon was ready to heave himself forward to save the reckless girl but he had his own problem to deal with.

One of those twisted monsters had decided that it was Solomon's lucky day and leered towards him. Solomon took a deep breath and waited for it's approach. One chance. His body was relaxed, as though he had no intentions to dodge. In reality he was gathering his strength to swing his predatory weapon. The twisted one raised it's weapon and slashed and Solomon: and Solomon took the chance for himself. With a two-handed heave the front blade of his bow smashed his foe's weapon out of the way and before it could react the back end would attempt to sever the creature's head. The massive bow's weight still pulled at his arm, but hopefully it wouldn't drain him quite as much with this attack and he could still move after this one. Even more hopefully someone would deal with the creature holding the firestick, but he didn't have much of a chance at the moment to see the situation regarding that.

Patchwork Potpourri: A Bio-Steampunk Roleplay

Counterboop

Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

That's accurate.

Pokémon: Start

Dawkin Trustram

_{@PlatinumSkink@Pikmin Eye}

Dawkin immediately returned Wooper upon recognizing that the last hit had been to much for the small Pokémon and tossed out Atlas, his mind working overtime to figure out what to do as Atlas materialized. Both of their foes were very weak, Atlas could help defeat either of them, bearing in mind that Atlas himself wasn't in the best condition either. At best... Two hits before he went down, more likely one. He would take Onix's attack and help defeat the flower Pokémon, leaving Sprout to take care of everything else. Atlas would probably faint but the fight would be secured. So be it. "Atlas, block Onix's attack and mudslap Flabébé." Thought Atlas looked a little unsteady at this point due to the damage he had taken he dutifully placed himself between Onix and Sprout and began digging, sending a tide of mud at Flabébé.

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Inventory

Items:
x1 Potion
x5 Pokeball
x2 Super-Potions
x1 Escape rope
x2 Repels
x1 Awakening
x1 Paralyze Heal
x1 Antidote

Pokédollars: 22p.

Pokémon

Aron

Atlas
Gender: Male
Type: Steel/Rock

Species: Aron
Level: 7
Personality: A stubborn and sometimes disagreeable little fellow, he likes eating. A lot. He's smarter than he looks and can be quite devious in order to get what he wants.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Fill in as we go. Probably
Moves: Tackle, Harden, Mudslap, Headbutt
Ability: Sturdy. Allows the pokemon to survive an attack that would otherwise knock it out.
Held Item:

Wooper

Gender: Female
Type: Water/Ground
Personality:
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
Level: 6
Moves: Water Gun, Tail Whip, Mud Sport
Ability: Water Absorb, will regain health upon being hit with a water-type move.
Held Item: None.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Lethal Force - Farce's Apartment

_{@Banana@solokolos@Spiffy}

For better or for worse Judah was unable to detect much emotional traces, there were a few in the buildings next to them and on the street, but no one followed them in cutting off their escape route. No one in the alley except for Lethal Force. They turned the corner to find themselves facing... An old TV. As interested as they were in the Community it would be impossible not to recognize the figure that took up the entire screen. Samantha Harris, Alias: Troll. Preferred Alias... *sigh* Master Baiter. "Ah you finally showed up. Lethal Force, haha what a name. Anyway we're gonna play a game." She temporarily vanished off-screen, revealing a bound women in the chair behind her, long blonde hair looking rather disheveled, with her clothes in the same state and eyes wide with terror.

Samantha came back into view leaning over the chair, knife swinging loosely in hand. "Here's the game. I'm bored. You guys are pests. Two birds with one stone. So we're gonna talk. If you leave, stop listening to me, move out of sight, turn off the TV, this lady's gonna get real intimate with this knife, catch my drift? I haven't done this sort of thing before but I watched a video and it looks pretty easy. Agreed?" She was actually asking if they agreed. Of course they could refuse. After all they were vigilantes not heroes and it was just one person they'd be sacrificing. Of course even across the screen they could see Troll was positively bouncing up and down in excitement as she awaited their answer. It was practically assured she wouldn't let them off the hook that easy. Then again, they just had to listen to her right? Was that so bad? What was that saying... Sticks and stones?

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

The Adventures Of Wisp Creep

_{@PlatinumSkink}

The sky was dark, the sun having set some time ago making the primary light source from streetlights and neon signs. It was hard to say whether this was an advantage or disadvantage for Creep in the event she was discovered, but hopefully it wouldn't come to that right? As Creep headed towards the location of the park she found that the roads around it were closed off, with police officers there watching. She also found that there were fewer people as she got closer and closer.

Eventually she would arrive at the park, clearly distinguishable by the large amount of people there, markedly different from the relatively empty streets she passed through to get there. It was actually a fairly nice park, benches, nice trees, even a little brook running through it. There were a few scruffy looking, desperate sorts of people forming the crowd, but for the most part: they looked... Excited. There was a small podium constructed, like the one a mayor might use to address a crowd. A few minutes after Wisp arrived an extravagant limo pulled up and the doors opened. The main event was here. None other than Patriarch himself, along with Xolotl and Eyeblight. A couple men came out to the limo and dragged out two black bags, clearly containing what appeared to be humans and put them on stage. Patriarch confidently made his way to the podium, his gaze, at least appearing, to make its way over the audience as the chit-chat vanished, leaving complete silence.

Patriarch spoke, confidently and measured, "It's time to welcome some new members to the family." This was greeted with a loud cheer from the crowd, though they quickly grew quiet again to let him continue. "First welcome, Rahul Marios." A rather well dressed Hispanic man was roughly pulled out of one of the bags and held up by two men. "He is the owner of the Denver Post and will be helping out our little family, isn't that right?" Rahul shook his head, clearly terrified, "N-no, I can't do that you don't-" His eyes widened in fear and Patriarch gently laid his hand upon Rahul's head and in an instant he stopped protesting. A smile came across Rahul's face, "Of course father." The two men backed away and moved towards the next bag as Rahul stood happily in front of Patriarch. A round of cheering and clapping. Having control in such a well-read newspaper would allow stories that came out to be twisted to their favor and put the blame on the PRT. "Now someone who should be rather familiar to you all, Abraham Achim." There were surprised gasps from the crowd.

Abraham was an influential member of the city council and had a rather harsh view on crime, believing that the police and the PRT should do whatever they had to in order to crush it. Policies he'd pushed for were sure to life more difficult for any criminals. Past tense. "Soon he'll explain that he's had a change of heart regarding his position on crime." Abraham was clearly scared but blustered all the same. "You bastards, you really think you can get away with this. You-" Just like last time, Patriarch laid a hand on Abraham's head and the struggling stopped. "Yes father." He said calmly. Though it was hard to tell, Patriarch seemed even excited now as Abraham took his place next to Rahul. A stunning women wearing a white leotard, along with white eye mask and a white with blue stripes bandana stepped out of the limousine and walked up to the stage. She was tall and well developed in all areas. She waved to the crowd and stood next to Patriarch. "Finally, our most impressive member of the family. Sonika, a class 7 Shaker and class 7 Mover." Class 7 in two categories? What a powerful parahuman, plus she was super hot. Surely the Community was practically unstoppable now! This information was accompanied by cheers and clapping and Patriarch let it continue, seemingly basking in it.

The Duel Tower: The first year students. (A Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Academy Roleplay.) [Axed]

S'aight m8, appreciate the effort you put in.