Halvtand

Dark Space: A Fire in the Skies (Reboot)

Prog cursed himself and his inability to look where he was going as he was falling at not-quite-terminal speed. His wings were working at full capacity, not flying, but not really stopping his descent either. He'd survive the fall, no doubt, but if he landed wrong he'd end up with a fractured shell and that hurt like hell. Endoskeletal species had it easy. A broken bone, slap a piece of exoskeleton on the limb for a while and it'll heal up nice and well. Other way around doesn't work quite as well, he'd have to walk around with it and simply wait for it to heal up in a month or so.

As the ground got closer and closer a large group of people emerged from nowhere, going everywhere. "Nothing breaks a fall as well as a warm husk" he thought and aimed for one of them, a human female. He called out to her so she could catch him, but while everyone around her got the point and moved away she seemed distracted by a piece of tech on her wrist. As he got closer he was sure that the noise from his wings would be enough to grab her attention, but the arm-tech seemed to go ballistic and took up all of her time.

"Force-assisted landing it is, then."
He had some manoeuvrability in the air thanks to his wings and took aim at the woman's back. He placed his hands on her shoulders and started to channel his momentum into her straight downwards as to not damage the spine. One leg was placed right next to the spine to help keep the back straight. As he put more and more weight on her (more than he really weighed thanks to the G-force) her legs started to bend. She had no control over it, it was simply her body's way of trying not to get crushed into a pulp by the extremely heavy thing on her back. When the knees had done what they could she fell forward, ready to use her arms to dissipat more of the force into the floor. Right when her hands caught the floor with a clapping noise Prog slid off to the side into a half-roll and ended up on his back, not a scratch, lucky.

As the woman had been forced to the floor by his sheer momentum unprepared she would take a bit longer to recover. Indeed, when she finally managed to stop her face from kissing the steel floor Prog was already halfway standing.
"Thanks for the assist, if not for you I'd be in serious pain right now. Wish I could stick around to thank you properly but I'm on the run."
He dropped the credit-chip he'd used earlier in the bar in the floor in front of the woman, turned around and started to run through the crowd toward the planet side of the station, and his first meeting with a new employer. He didn't wan to arrive there last, first impressions are very important.

Star Wars: A Stormtrooper's Tale.

Updated my CS to follow the standard :)

Avatar: The Cycle of the Seasons

Star Wars: A Stormtrooper's Tale.

cool. I was thinking about a scout trooper but it seems someone beat me to it.

@Ollumhammersong

We could have two. I don't see a problem with it.

Also

Excellent application. Feel free to add it to the list of characters.

You're still accepted, but it seems ive forgotten to add personality as part of the character sheet. If you'd like to add it, feel free, if not, my mistake.

Also, if you find any good images that allude to your character, you should throw that in as well.

@Azkott

Just add the things to the CS and I'll add it to mine :)

Dark Space: A Fire in the Skies (Reboot)

Thank you. I see you're not going to make this easy for me. I'll see what I can do about a post tomorrow.

Avatar: The Cycle of the Seasons

A Kyoshi warrior, very nice. :D Working on my CS for the avatar right now, will get it up in a couple hours most hopefully.

@ProPro

Awesome, can't wait to see what kind of person this one turns out to be.

Star Wars: A Stormtrooper's Tale.

Scout trooper #1

Stormtrooper classification: Scout Trooper.

Designation: MK219.

Military Ranking: Private/new recruit.

Nickname: Mark (as in the thing you shoot at, and a longer version of MK).

Race/species: Human.

Planetary Origin: Coruscant.

Gender: Male.

Armor appearance: Vanilla, but has access to “stickers” that matches the environment on planets for future missions.

armor

Appearance: Like most people who have gone through the Imperial war machine and come out the other end alive Mark is a strong and durable soldier, and it shows on how his body is built and how he walks.
He is still an young lad, and hasn’t gotten too far in the rugged beard-growing yet, and quite frankly suffers badly from “baby face” without it. This is why he tends to keep his helmet on as much as he can even if it is ok to take it off.

Personality: Mark is a pretty quiet guy, he likes being alone or in a small crew with good, trusted people. In a larger crowd he's prone to go completely silent and gravitate towards the outer side of the group.

History: Mark was “recruited” as a little boy, accompanied by at least a hundred others. He used to have a family and a name, but after a few months of training, using only the designation he’d been given, he forgot most of it.
Training was hard, ruthless. Those who couldn’t keep up might as well be shot, officership was only for the best and the special corps? Forget it, you had to be some kind of a genius to get accepted to that. Mark made a name for himself as a fast and durable soldier with a few skills that would suit him better as a specialised unit rather than the one-size-fits-all-Stormtroopers.

Notes: Mark has good eyes and proved himself to be pretty good at sneaking, climbing and swimming, stuff you need to become a good scout.

Avatar: The Cycle of the Seasons

Nah you got this fam, best of luck to you and no hard feelings if you get picked!

@Inertia

I admire your sportsmanship to the end of days, but I wasn't kidding. Your character is better thought out, written and anchored in the world. I believe you will have a ton of fun roleplaying situations with that guy.
I'm backing out of the earth bending race, but I'm not leaving the game. Here is the first draft for my non-bender.

A warrior from a small island enters! Trust to hope! It is darkest before dawn!

Saitong Sang


Master of the five fists.

”Pain now, or pain later? Choose.”

Full Name
Saitong Sang.

Nicknames
Satin.

Age
29.

Gender
Female.

Sexuality
Homosexual.

Abilities
Sang is a master of the five animal styles of his school - Monkey, Panther, Crane, Snake and dragon, as well as several traditional martial arts weapons such as the wooden staff, long sword, spade, metal whip, tonfa, daggers and of course the dual fans.

Apart from her mastery of the forms, Sang has already acted as master for young children in the noble art of fighting. Her place in the Avatar’s cohort was secured because she would be able to protect the Avatar, and work with the different bending masters to teach bending, form and discipline more efficiently.

Fighting Style:
Each style is different and suited for different opponents.
Monkey is a low grappling and acrobatic style suited for slow-moving people who can’t turn quickly or have a limited field of view.
Panther is a fast and offensive style that aims to take out an opponent at super-close range.
Crane uses lange movements and power-circles to turn the user’s limbs into unstoppable weapons, best used at some range and may easily break bones.
Snake is designed for speed and precision in both attack and defence. Used to take out defensive or highly skilled opponents.
Dragon is a fierce style where every attack can become a grapple, otherwise it takes traits from both crane and Panther.

The different weapon styles are also designed for different things, but each weapon should be fairly self-explanatory.

Physical Appearance
As she has since she was a young child, Sang is most comfortable in her Kyoshi uniform with her face painted as tradition demands.
Without this she is a beautiful woman with surprisingly fresh skin (for one who walks around painted seven days per week). Her hair is a red and is cut to be held back by her “mask” and fall to the shoulders, her eyes are hazel brown.
Her body is well trained, not to the point where she would be considered muscular, but at the point where the size of her muscles does not interfere with her agility. Her training has made her very agile, and stronger than most people would expect.

Equipment and Personal Belongings
Sang carries her uniform as well as a pair of fans and also a small bag that contains sleeping and hygiene equipment, face paint and battle rations of dried food (green to match her uniform).

Goal
To serve the Avatar, uphold the honour of the Kyoshi and to see the world.

Secret
Sang’s sexuality.

Habits
Sang has never really been out in the world for real and doesn’t really have a lot of social experience. She has a habit of smiling a lot, nodding and letting others decide for her. Anything from where to go to that to eat, if someone speaks up she’ll accept it.

Other
Anything about your character worth mentioning

Likes

o Colourful birds.
o Sweets.
o Passing out from over-exerting oneself.

Dislikes

o Rain.
o Anything reptilian or with tentacles.
o Hot weather (the uniform is like five layers of clothing).

Strengths
o Martial arts. (I’ll kick your ass!)
o Approachable. (I’m sweet and innocent)
o Quick uptake. (I’m smart, dumbass!)

Weaknesses
o New to the world. (Excuse me, where is… Everything?)
o Out of touch. (My style might be a bit old…)
o Hydrophobic (I HATE water… And everything in it”

Personality
Sang is a very sweet girl that easily makes friends with people. Her methods might be a bit…. Physical, but she believes that a good training segment is the best way to bring two people really close. In a way she’s right since her training uses other people as “weights” and once you’ve climbed another person like a mountain, you literally have very few secrets left.

Sang’s sweetness can be a bit deceptive, when she’s the master she is a very ruthless teacher that enjoys pushing her students to the absolute limit of what they can do. The only acceptable way of stopping is to fall to the ground because you cannot keep yourself up, then you may drink and catch your breath before rejoining the other students that have waited for you to come back.

This whole deal with the republic has really made Sang appreciate the Avatar as a keeper of the peace. In her little mind, minding only her little island, peace shouldn’t be harder than everyone not fighting. But as soon as Korra disappeared, a whole bunch of trouble arrived. She respects the Avatar greatly and will do whatever she can to help restore the peace.

Brief History
What state would the world be in if there was no place for the Kyoshi warriors?

Sang started out as an apprentice when she was five like many other girls. At age five the body is still agile and the mind able to be moulded into pretty much anything. They’d train like beasts for hours at a time (which can be quite taxing for a five year old) and learn about stuff like philosophy, reading and writing and other basic forms of education once they were good and tired.

Sang never really stood out to the masters as a fighter, but she was tenacious enough to get a reputation among her peers as one who would keep going no matter what. Her arms and legs would be bruised, lip split, she could be bleeding, dazed and half blind and still get back up to take another punch. Before long this made her advance in the grades and eventually reach the highest grade, where she would be able to teach.

The white lotus and the Kyoshi warriors had a close bond ever since the incident with the fire nation when Avatar Aang was young, and when the word came that a team was being assembled to protect, serve and teach the new Avatar to stand up to president San and his goons she wished to be sent and cornered the grand master about it. Surprisingly she believed her talk about “To be the best teacher I can I must teach the best students, and there can be no better student than the Avatar” and signed her name on a scroll and sent young Sang to the secret base later that day.

Avatar: The Cycle of the Seasons

WIP - Earthbender.
So, this thread came up late last night (after I should've gone to sleep). Haven't had time to dabble with this today and frankly I think the bender that Inertia posted is better than my concept. I'll post this anyway, maybe someone can get a bit of inspiration or something from it. It's barely a first draft, made with the old template and only half thought out.

earthbender

Ning Qiang

Your friendly neighbourhood landslide.

”When the very ground you rest your feet upon rebells against you, what will you do?”

Full Name
Ning Qiang.

Nicknames
here

Age
25.

Gender
Male.

Sexuality
Straight.

Abilities
Earthbending.
Seismic sense.

Fighting Style
Very traditional. Balance, control and power. Low stances, what can be done with one attack will not be done with two. Duality in bending (everything is both defence and attack).

Physical Appearance
Pretty much like the picture. Ning is young, and doesn’t have the muscle-bound look of many of his peers, instead he almost looks weak and inexperienced in comparison.

Equipment and Personal Belongings
Only his clothes.

Other
Has raised and trained a Beardog named Polo, won’t go anywhere without him.

Likes
The last king of the Earth Kingdom.
Dumplings.
Most hybrid dog-breeds

Dislikes
Pro bending / benders.
Long boat rides.
Spicy food.

Habits
here

Strengths
Dedicated earth bender.
Powerful, offensive personality.
Deceitful looks.

Weaknesses
Rigid traditionalist.
Soft spot for animals.
Brutally honest.

Personality
An earth bender takes power from his conviction. His mind must be unyielding like the boulders he wishes to move, any hesitation will result in a failure. This means letting go of many “restraints” that normal people place on themselves to avoid saying or doing hurtful things. Ning has always aimed for greatness, and now that he is traveling with and instructing the Avatar he feels that holding anything back will only be in the interest of their enemies.
Ning isn’t a bad person to be around, despite all this, he can be very cheerful and jovial, and he understands that positive feedback is one of the most powerful teaching methods there is. However, if you become too cocky he won’t hesitate to take you back down to earth,
At the same time, Ning can be a quiet observer, a master in the art of neutral jing. He might seem to do nothing, but is in fact listening and planning his response based on what lies ahead. When Ning goes silent it is because he needs to think hard before acting.

Brief History

Ning was born and grew up in a small, nameless village not far away from Republic city, but still within the Earth kingdom provinces. He had a reasonably good life, working the earth by day, training his bending with the village’s self-proclaimed teacher in the evenings and dreaming about being a pro-bender at night. Ning was glued to the radio every night that a pro-bending match was on (and the weather wasn’t too bad), he admired the quick and fluent style of the pro earth benders and asked his teacher to instruct him in this faster type of bending, but was only laughed at and assigned extra work for every time he mentioned it.

Ning was a bright and talented young boy and he took his bending very seriously. He practiced every day, sometimes he was only going through the motions as the radio described an epic fight in the background. It didn’t take him long to out-skill his old teacher.

Years later, when he was in Republic city to visit a few relatives a small bird whispered to him that the local arena was hosting an amateur-tournament. Rag-tag teams could apply, or single benders could show up and create teams as people arrived. Not surprisingly, Ning was there.
He found pro-bending extremely hard. He was forced to stay on the move at all times, throw attacks and blocks and hope that they did something, and the stupid rule about only bending one plate at a time was seriously screwing with his powerful form. To adapt he needed to slow down, and concentrate on each movement separately. His team did fairly well, but Ning felt like he could’ve led them to victory with more training.

Sadly, pro-bending was never meant for farmers, and the advanced teacher that took up Ning’s training shared the views of the old one when it came to pro-bending. Ning had to train in secret, listening to the radio and trying to copy what he imagined the moves looked like.

He returned to Republic city a few years later, a lot stronger and more confident than ever after outclassing yet another master. A new pro-bending team was forming and needed an earth bender. Ning applied, despite him being a bit awkward with the restraints he was the best, and was asked to join the team. He was thrown into a low-level tournament later that evening and his team was disqualified in the first round on three counts of over-use of force.

Enraged by his dreams being shattered Ning sought out a proper master to teach him real earth bending. He was used to being the biggest fish in a small pond, learning from a real teacher, in a real dojo, in a real city was something very different. Every day he went to sleep exhausted, and woke up in pain. He trained until he threw up and broke several bones in his body, but kept on going.

A year ago, after being given his diploma as a certified master, he walked into the arena after a finished fight, introduced himself to the earth bender of the victorious team and challenged him to a duel. At first he was refused, but the team’s manager saw a good chance for some good PR and convinced the bender to agree. The fight was held in an abandoned quarry nearby. Lots of stone, no innocent bystanders and only a radio crew to report the fight.
“The fight” was over before it began, as the gong rang the pro-bender was on the move to evade an incoming attack that never came. He stopped for a second to root himself and launch a head-sized rock against his opponent to feel him out, but was brought out of balance and thrown into the air by the ground he tried to root himself in. As he landed Ning was there and restrained his arms and legs until he was declared the winner.

“I didn’t do it to discredit pro-bending” He told the reporter “I did it to prove that pro-bending is not a stronger form of bending, it is simply easier, faster, but more restrained. My opponent could not foresee my attack because his mind is a cage full of tiny stone discs.”

A white lotus agent contacted him shortly after that and offered him a job as a servant to the Avatar. The mere thought of working for the Avatar was enough for Ning to sign on. When the Avatar’s teachers were announced from those trusted by the White lotus he was honestly shocked to hear his name being called. He could name ten more capable teachers in his line of sight alone.

Star Wars: A Stormtrooper's Tale

Alright, so i'll set up an OOC when possible. Does anyone have any suggestions as to where I should place it? Im new to this site.

@Azkott

Rule of thumb:
Free - Don't be surprised if "he was very angry and tried to shoot the alien" is the whole post. People generally don't discuss things at all here.

Casual - Expect a good three or four paragraphs per post. Most people dislike discussing characters, but there are exceptions, setting and story may be co-created.

Advanced - Every once in a while someone will go off and post a wall of text. Here people are generally willing to put in some work to make a game good.

I'd say this goes in cas or adv, cas might get you more players due to this idea still being quite threadbare (adv-snobs might reject it) but at the same time the people in adv may supply the game with more stuff than cas.