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PRIES - Paranormal Noir RP [Always recruiting]

You guys are lucky I am somewhat nice in this game. All you had to do is post that your characters escaped. Like literally outside and getting clear of the destruction. If this was my other game where transitions are a big deal, I would have made every person who did not post their characters escaping pay because...they didn't escape. I am going to give you all the rest of this week and a few days after Christmas since I know that is where everyone's energy and stress is at. I will move us along then.

@Holy Soldier

Well, thanks for not killing my character for his stupidity. Per your request, I have written that my character 'escaped'. Hopefully that'll be the last time I take so long to respond. Sorry about that!

PRIES - Paranormal Noir RP [Always recruiting]

Aliens!? Agent Harrison's mouth fell agape as his concentration broke. Even as a medium, this had been the farthest thing from his mind. Still, he had little time to think of anything at the moment. Without a second glance towards the pastor or his teammates, Harrison ran towards the exit, pushing and shoving his way through the crowd of brainwashed men and women. As he did, he blocked the pain and panic that shot through his mind, the pain and panic of those around him. His body began to shake slightly with the effort, and he became conscious of cold sweat pouring down his forehead, but this wasn't the first time he had been in a situation like this. Had he let this sort of stuff get to him, he would of died years ago.

Harrison wasn't sure how he managed to reach the other side of the room, but in a manner of seconds, he was there, scratched and bleeding, but alive. Resisting the urge to turn and help others escape, he ran through the door.

For a Fistful of Credits: A Star Wars Story

@Hexaflexagon
Sorry for the wait guys. Had like fifty things come up at the last second. I had some time to post it yesterday, but realized there was a pretty major flaw with my character that I was too tired to notice before. Anyway, here's my character idea. Hope you enjoy!

“Should’ve been a moisture farmer”

_{Terran Solus
∇ 35∇ ♂ ∇ 1.8m ∇ Force Sensitivity N}

_{Δ Appearance}

While Terran is 35, he doesn’t seem to look quite that old. This is made even more surprising by the fact that he lives on Tatooine, where the constant beating of the suns seem to whether people away faster than fire burns through paper. He let his dirty blond hair grow out some time ago, and several years in the sun bleached it to an almost whitish color. Terran also carries a pair of red goggles around with him not only as a fashion choice, but for using his speeder, in case of sandstorms, and just to keep hair out of his eyes.

His kind smile and compassionate eyes give him a trustworthy look, and something about the way he holds himself, the subtle slouch of his shoulders, the slight rings around his eyes, something about him speaks of a man with many secrets and burdens to bare.

He isn’t too imposing or even noteworthy if you aren’t paying attention to him, but years of hard work have refined his physique, and Terran is a very well built and muscular man. He stands taller and stronger than many normal human beings, but he does a good job of staying out of the picture, of keeping to himself and remaining unnoticed.

All this being said about Terran, he is still a man from the harsh deserts of Tatooine, and over the years, the twin suns and harshness of the world’s inhabitants have had an affect on him. His skin is rougher, more tough and burnt. He has thick callouses on his palms and heels, and no matter how hard he tries to keep clean, he always finds himself covered in the dirt and grime of a hard day’s work. His nose is crooked, though only just, and it evidently has been broken at least once. He bares a few scars upon himself as well, mainly along his back and arms, and they seem to speak of a time long before he found himself in the harsh desert lands.

_{Δ Weltanschauung}

On the business side of things, Terran tries to be as charismatic and alluring as possible. He respects the beliefs and feelings of others, and many years of running his own shop has taught him that the customer is always right (or at least, they should feel as if he thinks they’re right). He knows that there’s no such thing as a fixed rule, and that with a smile, a bit of kindness, and a lot of respect, and decision can be swayed and any heart softened. Afterall, it was through this understanding that he was able to afford his shop and gain one of his closest friends.

Terran is bitter towards the empire, perhaps overly so, though he doesn’t voice these concerns. To put himself in the spotlight like that would be stupid, and it would affect not just him, both those around him. If anything were to happen to those he loved because of a mistake like that, he would never be able to forgive himself. Besides, Terran isn’t one for talking. Instead, he acts. Sometimes he acts brashly, or ends up hurting himself, but he has found it best to leave others out of it if he can. He keeps his dealings secrets, and even when he has done things that are meaningful and life changing for others, he has kept to the shadows.

Terran’s sole purpose for living is his daughter. She is what gives him life, what drives him to be a better man every day. It is through her that he has come to learn so many simple and beautiful truths about the galaxy he lives in, and he will do anything to protect her. Terran may be calm and empathetic on the outside, he may even be willing to accept beating and scorn from others at times, but never, and I mean never, touch his daughter!

Super Long Background

_{Δ History}

Terran Solus’ life before the Empire was a sharp contrast to the life he lived afterwards. Before, he was young and naive. He was privileged and blessed far more than he even comprehended. As far as he was concerned, the person that he used to be died long ago, name and all. He missed the life at times, but he knew that he could never go back to it, for his sake, and the sake of those he loved.
Born Aaron Lorizan, the human was risen on Coruscant by a wealthy family of government officials, he was given the best of everything. They made sure that he never went without, and because of their position in the government, he had the privilege of seeing the inner workings of the Republic and getting to know many influential figures, some even being the fabled Jedi. Still, as he grew older, he became less fond of the life he had. His parents were constantly squabbling and fighting, often coming home drunk and upset by the direction the Republic was taking. Sometimes they would shout, taking out their anger out on things around the house, like the droids, or when they were in the most foul of moods, him.
As he grew older, his parents desired a life on Coruscant where he would follow in their footsteps. Aaron had no desire to do this though, and wished to make an actual difference, to be in a position where he personally could get things done, rather than just talk about it. This led him to join up with the Coruscant Security Force, specifically working in the Underground division. Most officers were droids, but as an adaptable human, he found himself moving up the ranks and becoming more valued. As a cop, he quickly became more hardened. He saw just how expansive crime was throughout his homeworld. With start of the Clone Wars, the police force was provided with better equipment, and Aaron learned the basics of flying a police gunship. He got pretty good at it too.
The idea of a clone army being forced to follow orders with little questions was horrifying to Aaron. He saw it as immoral to mass produce individuals as if they were droids, to send them into battle with no regard of whether they would live or die. Still, for as awful as this seemed to him, he stayed loyal to the Republic. It had its problems, but the Separatists were only making things worse by waging war.
So life went on, and Lorizan continued to fight against the crime of the lower levels, growing more and more uncertain with the decisions being made by the Republic every day. Crime only seemed to increase, and the people on the surface were oblivious to the scoundrels living beneath them. The tipping point for him was when the Empire crumbled and the Chancellor took upon himself “necessary powers” as the new Emperor. Atop of this, the Jedi were being slaughtered. Apparently, the Clone Wars had been orchestrated by their order, and they had recently tried to kill Palpatine. While some were able to accept this easily, Lorizan had trouble taking this as the truth. True, some Jedi had been known to turn. The Coruscant Underground Security Force had even chased one only just a while ago, a female Togruta who was suspected of committing a few crimes. Still, that was the exception, not the rule. The idea that the entire Jedi order, from padawan to master, had turned seemed almost inconceivable to him. Then again, he had been raised on stories of Jedi valor, so he was a tiny bit biased. Still, not everything was adding up with the Emperor’s new rise to power, and it was weighing heavily on his mind. He still knew he could do a lot of good in the Security Force of Coruscant, but he didn’t know if he could support the destruction of an entire culture, one that had served the people for millennia.
The decision was not his to make though. Just a few months into the Emperor’s rise to power, the young police officer bit off more than he could chew. He had recently been tracking the activities of one of his fellow officers, Dorma Thane. Aaron had been suspicious of Thane since day one. The Twi’lek was sloppy, arrogant, and always seemed to be hiding something. Aaron could never prove anything though, and his superiors always seemed to cover for him, make strange excuses for his erratic behavior. This time, it was different. This time, he had gathered enough evidence to prove that Thane was providing equipment and information to a few of the gangs of the Underground, and making far more credits off of it than a normal cop would make in a year.
Lorizan caught him in the act, and had so much against the Twi’lek that the thug’s ‘friends in high places’ had no choice but to allow the arrest. This was a large blow to several gangs in the area, and Lorizan’s actions brought several more criminals into police custody. However, while the young officer was being celebrated and congratulated for his achievements, Thane was plotting revenge. Thane placed a bounty on Lorizan, one so large that no bounty hunter in the system could ignore it. The weeks dragged by, and Lorizan realized that there was no way to survive on Coruscant anymore. Thane, even in prison, was still rich and powerful. No doubt, the friends of the Twi’lek were already trying to buy the traitor’s way out of jail. They were trying to bring Lorizan in alive, to make him suffer, and he was sure that if he stayed, his parents and friends would all suffer too.
The young officer found himself getting a fake ID and buying his way off the planet, setting course for a planet he had never heard of. Terran Solus, as he was now known, was planning on living a long and happy life on Dantooine. For the first few months, he took up odd jobs, working to make some money and keep in the shadows. He was doing so well too, until he met Shana. At least, that’s what she said her name was, but he suspected that she, like him, wasn’t being entirely honest. Both seemed to have similar pasts, though neither divulged much information on that subject, and the two took a quick liking to one another. She was a young human like, him, possibly a few years older, and she soon became more important to him than anything else. Her views on the galaxy were deep and powerful, and she had a way of looking looking at things differently than anyone he had ever met. Eventually, that bond they had became something more, and the two moved beyond their painful pasts together. For the first time in one and a half years, life was good.
As with all things though, this didn’t last. It happened soon after the birth of their first child, a beautiful and healthy daughter. They were walking through a few of the ruins of Dantooine, enjoying the sights when men of the Empire arrived. Not just any men, but inquisitors. Jedi hunters. Shana instantly snapped into action, running home and gathering her supplies. She was worried, more than that actually. Shana only took time to gather a few items before turning to Terran and telling him that she had to run, that if she stayed, he and all else she loved would be lost, along with her own life. Terran had to leave, run with their baby to a distant planet where the Empire would never be able to find them. Shana promised to find him again one day, and with that, she disappeared from his life.
Terran had always expected her of being a Jedi of some sort. She didn’t seem to live by all of the standards anymore (though Terran only knew of a few). Still, Shana had been different from anyone else he had ever met. In his brief meetings with Jedi in the past, they had radiated a similar feel. This seemed to solidify that suspicion. There were other possibilities, but this one felt right to him.
And so it was that Aaron Lorizan, now known as Terran Solus, found himself flying to Tatooine alone, with a tiny infant girl resting in his arms. Triss, they had called her. To Terran, she was everything, worth more than the entire galaxy. He would do anything for her, even hide on some miserable desert planet on the outer rim. He opened a shop, that he called the Oasis, and bought a small cargo vessel which he named the Shana. Terran made a few friends among the locals, and on his trips to get new and exotic supplies, he left his little girl in their care. She grew up knowing nothing about her mother or her capabilities in the force, and that was the way it needed to be. Occasionally, Terran would check in with a few of his contacts to see if they knew anything about his wife, and while they normally had nothing, he never lost hope.
After nearly a decade though, he heard something from one of his contacts on Dantooine, something that made him leave as quickly as possible. The man had been cryptic, but supposedly he had something, something worth returning to the planet where he had lost his wife. After a little less than a decade, he was ready to face that demon...

_{Δ Equipment}

Terran carries a common heavy blaster with him, from the days on the security force of Coruscant. He also has a set of personalized armor from those days, and while it has the same basic structure,it has been worn down over the decades. He has the basic chest and shoulder pieces, but most of it is scraps, replacement parts that are far less protective, but also far less heavy. Still, the old hunk of junk could probably stop a few blaster bolts if it came to it. He doesn’t wear it often, but tends to keep it in his ship during his travels. As a trader, Terran also has picked up a few other things that he has decided to keep, including a few vibroblades. Most of them are old and weathered, but they’re still sharp enough to take a hand off.

_{Δ Skills}

It’s been awhile since Terran’s had to get his hands dirty with combat, but he was trained under the grueling conditions of a cop on Coruscant. He is skilled with hand to hand combat and pretty handy with a heavy blaster. Towards the end of his career, he was also becoming proficient in the piloting of gunships as those were supplied during the clone wars.

On the business side of things, Terran is pretty good at bartering. He’s also able to buy things that no one ever would and turn them into valuable products. He’s fixed his fair share of vibroblades, blasters, and even droids, and has some experience in this stuff, though his friend normally deals with the complicated parts.

Terran is also skilled with the use of speederbikes. Before his daughter came along, he would do some really crazy things with his bike, riding it through the ruins of Dantooine at high speeds. Aside from that, he has knowledge of the basic government in the universe and the normal cultures that can be found. His parents provided him with the best education they could, and he can speak (or at the very least understand) multiple alien dialects.

_{Δ General Notes}

Terran has a soft spot for auburn, like the eyes of his wife. He also enjoys building sand castles and singing. Could put those in skills I guess, but eh...

_{ΔRelationships}

Triss: Terran’s daughter, and the most important thing in the universe to him. He tries to keep her out of trouble, and is willing to do just about anything for her. She’s around nine to ten years old at this point.

Shana:Terran’s wife. While he has no knowledge of where she is, he is willing to search the galaxy for her. He suspects she’s a gray Jedi of sorts, but isn’t quite sure. Still, whether she’s leaving or dead, he needs to find out what happened to her.

Dorma Thane: An alien with a grudge. They were rivals throughout Terran’s entire career as a cop. Last Terran saw of thane a decade ago, Thane was still in jail, disgraced and humiliated. Thane isn’t one to let things go, and if they ever see eachother again, it isn’t going to end with love and friendship.

Bulg: An old informant of Terran’s and the Toydarian that gave Terran his new identity. He own’s a cantina in the underground of Coruscant (called Bulg’s), and the two are still sort of friends, though they don’t talk much.

The Lorizans: Terran’s parents. Hasn’t seen them in a decade, but last he saw, they were fighting to keep a place in the swiftly changing government.

Kellen Triz:: Terran’s best friend. He watches over Terran’s daughter while he’s away and is the only person trusted with the knowledge of her powers. He helps repair some things in the shop and works at the ship docks. One of the biggest sources of Terran’s customers as he tends to recommend they stop there for a drink.

Korben Triz: Son of Kellen and assistant at the Oasis. Helps out and runs the place when Terran leaves.

DC Universe: Anarchy [Looking for players]

@TheUnknowable

Okay, I think this is pretty much done. Hopefully he isn't too much like other characters or not enough like Damian. I'm not sure if this is quite the type of character you're looking for, so just tell me if there's anything you'd like me to change.

Damian Wayne

Damian Wayne

Super Name: None for now (was Robin…)

Powers: No powers However, Damian is an exceptional martial artist. He has had some of the best teachers in the world, including the League of Assassins and Batman himself. In Damian’s own words, he is lightyears ahead of the other Robins. While this statement may not be entirely true, there is still no doubt that his skill matches even the best of Batman’s other pupils. He knows as many forms of martial arts as Batman, and his exceptional hearing allows him to fight without even being able to see his opponents. Atop of all this is Damian’s mastery of stealth and acrobatics, which is bolstered by his small frame.

Technology:

Grappling gun
Mask with infrared, night, and zoom capabilities
Smoke bombs
Flash bombs
Remote hacking device
Motorcycle

(and for the “less advanced” equipment)

Katana
Shurikens
Staff

Acquaintances:

Bruce Wayne: Batman (Father and mentor)
Talia al Ghul (Mother)
Ra's al Ghul (Grandfather)
Richard Grayson: Nightwing (Friend/adopted brother)
Alfred Pennyworth (Friend/Loyal butler)
The entire bat fam (Friends)
Jonathon Kent: Superboy (best friend, though he’d probably never admit it)
James Gordon (Acquaintance)

Personality: Upon first glance, Damian Wayne comes off as condescending and prideful. He has great confidence in his skill and ability, and often times this comes off as if he’s suffering from a superiority complex. While this is still somewhat true of him, years under the guidance of Batman has humbled him a little, as he has made mistakes, put other lives before his, and fought for justice. He is still blunt and brash, but his heart is in the right place. Aside from this and his defiance towards authority figures, Damian also has a strange love of animals. He has killed and even murdered people on occasion, but when it comes to taking the life of an animal, he refuses. Above all other things, Damian Wayne hates failure, especially in himself. He always has to be the smartest in the room, the strongest and fastest, and when he fails, it hits him hard. He has vowed to uphold and honor the legacy of his father and all the Robins that wore the uniform before him, and to him, failure is not an option.

Bio:
Born to Bruce Wayne and Talia al Ghul, Damian’s story is one that begins under the guidance of the League of Assassins. For the first ten years of his life, he was trained under the the guidance of skilled warriors and assassins, raised to practically idolize his grandfather and everything he stood for. However, this changed when he was sent to live with his father for the first time. Bruce Wayne was a skilled warrior, but past that, there weren’t a lot of initial similarities between he and Damian. Damian also took a quick disliking to the current Robin, Tim Drake. Drake was a skilled warrior, but Damian not only considered himself to be far more superior in skill, but also the rightful heir to the title. The two fought, and Damian was punished, but this only caused his resolve to grow, and he vowed to prove himself.

Soon after this though, Damian was sent back to Talia in order to receive much needed medical treatment due to injuries sustained in an explosion, and he was trained by many skilled warriors while there. For a time, it seemed as if he would never go back to Wayne Manor, but after the supposed death of Batman, he not only returned, but decided to stay.

After this, Dick Grayson took up the mantle of the Batman, appointing Damian as his Robin. This angered Tim quite a bit, and because he and Damian already had a tense relationship, Tim left, feeling betrayed. Dick and Damian went on quite a few missions together, and while Damian did learn some from this partnership, he found himself growing more frustrated by Dick’s decisions every day. At one point, he and the others attempted to resurrect Bruce in a Lazarus pit only to find that it was a maddened clone. Life continued like this for some time, until they met Sexton, a supposed best selling author and detective. Long story short, he turned out to be the Joker, and after Damian tortured him to figure out his plan, the Crime Prince incapacitated him and prepared to use him in one of his plans. Here though, the real Bruce Wayne arrived and saved him, taking up the mantle of Batman once again. Damian was allowed to keep the title of Robin, and the two proceeded to fight crime together.

Damian’s relationship with Bruce was complicated. While they didn’t hate each other, they failed to understand one another. Damian was prideful, egotistical, and found killing and torturing his enemies to be acceptable. Batman disagreed with these methods, but instead of kicking him from his team, he allowed Damian to keep fighting alongside him, hoping that his morals would rub off on the boy. They did, slowly but surely. This was made apparent when through his actions leading up to his eventual death at the hands of a clone of his, the Heretic. Bruce literally had to rescue his body from Darkseid and revive him, and after that, their bond only grew. They continued to fight crime together, and with each encounter, Damian grew more wise and skilled. No longer was he the brash child he once had been. Now, he was Robin.

One year ago, that all changed. The Justice League went up against their greatest challenge, which took the form of a man called Anarchy. Damian wasn’t given all of the details, but during one of the confrontations that ensued, Superman was killed by Lex Luthor. Damian’s entire world was turned upside down, and the life that he had built for himself began to shatter before his eyes. Anarchy seemingly took over the world, revealing the identities of every known hero. No longer could he and Batman hide in the shadows.

Damian approached Bruce, asking him how they were going to fight back. What his father suggested shocked him: they were to lie and wait. Bruce said something about the importance of “Keeping your friends close and your enemies closer,” but for Damian, headstrong as ever, this sounded like a surrender. The two had a falling out, and in order to keep fighting the good fight, Damian fled from Wayne Manor, leaving his name and all his loved ones behind. For the next six months or so, Damian operated in the shadows, constantly moving, never letting himself stay in the same place long enough to get caught. He wore a new suit now, no longer going by the name of Robin, no longer really going by any name. He didn’t have a need for one now. It wasn’t like he was working with anyone. Damian was once training to be an assassin, and so he went back to it, hunting down villains and killing them. His main target was Anarchy though, the head of the snake.

After a few months, he cooled off a bit, realizing there was some wisdom in his father’s plan. While he didn’t necessarily agree with it, he realized that on his own, no matter how good of an assassin he was, he would fail. He needed to approach his father, to try to persuade him to provide him with information, to help him find allies. It had been a while since they had seen each other, but there was no way he changed that much. He wouldn’t turn his own son into Anarchy. For better or worse, Bruce was and would always be Batman, the same way Damian would be Robin. That’s why Damian kept his symbol as a keepsake, the small golden R being his only possession that was seemingly worthless. To him though, it was more than that, more than just a waste of space or a cheap piece of metal. It reminded him of what he had done, how far he had come, and why he was fighting.

DC Universe: Anarchy [Looking for players]

@TheUnknowable
One quick question, would Damian Wayne's identity be public knowledge, seeing as he wasn't a member of the Justice League?

DC Universe: Anarchy [Looking for players]

Sounds like he'll clash with Roy a little, as Arsenal has also become a Batman figure. Ah well... Batman, Green Arrow, Wild Cat, Red Hood, they're all practically the same when you get right down to it, anyway. ;)

@Double

Haha, true. I'll work a few differences into his personality, and he already does have a couple, but I think the similarities will add a bit of spice to the story as they butt heads. Anyways, I think it's pretty safe to say they aren't going to be fast friends.

@TheUnknowable

I've got the vast majority of the CS done. I've always been a bit more of a Tim Drake fan than a Damian one, but it's been really fun writing up a CS for Damian. I'm just gonna polish the writeup a little bit more and then submit it.

Vigilante: New Generation

@RogerD

Okay, I'll make a cs for this, but also join your other thread just in case. Thanks for the update!

For a Fistful of Credits: A Star Wars Story

@Hexaflexagon

Sorry to keep you waiting for my CS (or any response at all). I haven't been able to get to a computer for a few days cause a couple of stuff popped up. Anyway, I'll try to post my character idea in a few hours at the most.

⌠𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 ╼ 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋⌡

@The Spectre

Kay, I'll be posting a CS today. I would have sooner, but a few things pulled me from the computer for a couple of days.

Star Trek “The Voyage of the Starfish” (still looking for players)

@RumikoOhara
Sorry about the long wait. I'll be posting really soon, I just had a few things come up that kept me from the computer.