Helter Skelter

project//Godslayer

@Rune_Alchemist

He's gonna be her BBBFF (Big Brother Best Friend Forever)...

Please don't ask me where I got that from.

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Hatter

It is better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than to speak and remove all doubt.

Name:
Hatter

Gender:
Male

Age:
15

Appearance:
Standing at five feet and eleven inches tall with broad shoulders that descends into a misleadingly thin athlethic Y build serves more of an annoyance to Hatter as he feels if he were shorter and closer to the ground he could fight better. On the right side of the nape of his neck there is a 'IX' engraved just below his silver hair. As far as clothing goes he prefers casual formal wear which is thrown off by his habit of always wearing a hat.

Number:
9

Rank:
C

Personality:
Kind, rowdy, a lovable buffoon, the type of person who is content with what he has and takes life one day at time is the general consensus on Hatter. Normally reserved and speaking only when spoken to or when the situation calls for it is his trademark due to a quote he had heard during childhood.

He attempts to play the big brother of the group by attempting to defuse any tense situations between his perceived siblings which usually ends in him taking a punch meant for someone else due to “carelessly” walking into it or making a fool out of himself to get everyone's mind off of what they were upset about.

Likes:
Food
Sleep
Fighting (Gods)

Dislikes:
Loud Mouths
Fighting (Siblings)

Enhancement(s):
Designed with brute strength in mind, Hatter, has a musculoskeletal system capable of producing enough power to tear through Gods and reinforced skin to withstand the damage such a force would bring on itself.

Weapon(s):
N/A

Ability:
Hatter is capable of using telekinesis, but not in the usual application most would think to use it for. The manner is which he applies it is similar to a booster such as focusing it at the end of his fist and releasing the built up energy upon impact in an outward blast or at the base of his feet to increase the distance he is able to cover in a single stride. Likewise, he also uses it as a type of defense by lessening the impact of attacks.

Looks like me and Rune went two different directions

project//Godslayer

If we're calling numbers I would like 9 (Male).

project//Godslayer

@Helter Skelter

Loving the signature gif...

@Doltboy

Thank you fine sir.

Totally haven't stalked you here.

Anyways, I am tenatively interested. I have quite a few RP's at the moment, but I think I can make time

@Rune_Alchemist

And I'm not a nazi dictator posing as a weeaboo.

project//Godslayer

Interested! I haven't RP'ed in quite a while and this looks really promising.

Sanctuary

Dear residents of Santuary,

I am disheartened to inform you that AnriuSB will no longer be able to participate in your interesting(?) roleplay as I, the first and original magnificent bastard Hitler Skitler, have reclaimed ownership over his measly soul as I will this entire site one day, ONE DAY! Ahem, I just want you all to know that it isn't any of your collective faults, except maybe for you, Sage, for posting my likeness without prior consent, prepared to be jewed!... I mean sued; sorry, I sneezed there. Anyways, Anri can't play anymore yada yada five minutes in timeout for inappropraite touching blah blah Staliiiiiiiiiiiin!!!!

With warmest regards,
Hitler Skitler

Knights of Galvarok: The Forbidden Gate

This looks interesting, count me in!

Six Sides: An Endless Horizon

Superfly said
Greetings. It is I, Superfly. Disgraced son and deserter of the several epic roleplays the Fuhrer had made. I have returned to you, papa!

Ooooh the feels!!! T_T

This sucks worse than the time Stalin beat me at Tiddly Winks, but I don't think I'll be able to continue on here even though I just regained service. Because we don't have enough people at work everyone is being put on 6 day work weeks. I'll give you one guess as to who has to work 47 hours not counting any time that they're held over.

...

If you said this unlucky mother Fuhrer right here, then you my fine piggly Jew are correct.

Six Sides: An Endless Horizon

Here is my character, Call. Took me forever to find the first Int. Chk. to recover it.

In my opinion, he is the bare minimum for a char. in this world.

Sven

Name: Sven Garter
Race: Human
Age: 27
Home District: Farmer's District

Physical Description: Sven stands at six feet even, due to years of manual labor his rather large physique is well toned with extremely developed musculature and a mildly dark complexion from extended periods spent under the sun over the course of years. His face is square shaped with short, buzz cut brown hair highlighted by lighter strands that border on blonde, his eyes are a deep blue that possess an unnatural shine to them accentuating his strong jaw-line.

His torso and back are covered in various scars from numerous on the job accidents with a few covering the length of his arms. He has broad shoulders, long muscular arms with slightly larger than average hands with slender fingers that possess incredble tensile strength, and long well built legs.

In terms of clothing he generally goes about his day in his work related attire, a loose fitting or baggy white tank that hangs a bit past his waist, a pair of fitted blue breeches with a yellow scarf tied off at the waist, and a pair of worn heavy leather boots. He usually wears a pair of fingerless black gloves, but sometimes opts for a red and black band around his right wrist.

Personality: Determination, perseverance, and a smidgen of cockiness are the main highlights of Sven's character as demonstrated many times throughout his life. He is not the type of person to do anything on a whim rather any action he takes is solely for himself, whether it benefits someone else or not doesn't matter to him; Some notable accounts of this are before the war started when he would pick fights with lowlife soldiers, not because they would harass the general populace, but due to the fact that it just happened to annoy him and it was the only way he could think to shut them up which to anyone besides himself would take as a selfless act to help a stranger in need. Once he sets his mind to a task there is little anyone can do to change his mind and whether or not this is a bad thing has yet to be determined, he has always been charismatic having no problem socializing with others making him appear trustworthy, and has a fondness for cracking jokes in highly volatile situations.

History: Raised in the Farmer's District and expected to follow in the foot steps of his predecessors Sven was raised to be a hard worker, unlike his father he was born with a 'black thumb' in the sense that any type of plants he attempted to care for withered away with a touch. However, he found his calling in fixing the machinery used to tend to the farmland and crops which is what lead to his position as Engineer in the bowels of the New Altaia repairing war machines and the occasional boiler. In time he was assigned as 'Head Engineer', a title given to make the little people feel important than to denote extreme significance over their peers, with an occasional visit to the inner sanctum to toy around with existing machines in an attempt to improve them.

Sven never really got along with his superiors which might account for the fact that he was instructed to tend to the lower levels of the Cathedral before it was locked down trapping the majority of the city's mechanics. As of now he is unhappily cooperating with his colleagues in an escape plan that has spanned two months of idle thumb twiddling and another few of nothing but whining about how hot and hungry everyone is.

Gear

Weapons: Laborer's Hammer - A sledgehammer that is four feet in length with a steel head one and three quarter feet wide by one foot tall with a two and a half foot thickness. Before the war it was used purely for construction and driving spikes, but is now used to bash in the heads of soldiers. Due to its size and weight it is unwieldy to all, but those that possess above average strength.

Armor: Salamander Sash - A bright yellow accessory that possesses an innate resistance to fire improving the wearer's tolerance to high temperatures. It has a single hex slot located on one of its tail ends.

Equipment: Rebel Brace - A black and red wrist band that possesses no notable traits aside from a single hex slot.

Strengths: Tinkerer - Given his overall size and form, Sven is a natural when it comes to repairing things even with minimal knowledge of what he is working on, which might be why he was assigned to work in the bowels of the fortress. Not only that, but given a schematic, the necessary materials, and some time to himself and he can create just about anything... now whether or not it explodes and if that was its intended purpose or not are sort of a possibility, but hey as long as it looks cool amiright?

Weaknesses: Six Sided - Sven has a minor addiction to a new drug that has just recently begun to circulate around New Altaia; Use of the drug sends the user into a euphoric state that drowns out images of death and destruction, but after ending leaves their perception of reality slightly altered, few instances exist where the user's emotions are suppressed in addition entering a blind rage. When withdrawing the user experiences hallucinations, loss of vision, and instability of movement. Each dose increases the duration and chance of the mentioned side effects, while decreasing in effectiveness with each subsequent dosage.

Other: N/A

Six Sides: An Endless Horizon

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