Kingdoml1

Heroes Reborn

@Vicier Haha :D Don't worry about it. Makes me up my game, so in the end it's just good that I have to improve upon my horrible writing :D

Heroes Reborn

Harri Van Helle

New York - Brooklyn

The street was full of people, everyone watching the tv screens in the electronics store. Harri had to see for himself what it was about. He drew his cap down a little and raised the neck of his shirt, to hide and blend in with the crowd. "...the Government has determined a way to figure out if someone has an ability or not. Accordingly they’ve passed a bill named the Bennet Act, obviously in reference to Claire Bennet herself who made her people public. This bill states there will be a mandatory testing to determine if someone has an ability or not, and it will be impleme..." Harri didn't need to know more and it felt like everyone was watching him, so he started walking away. In truth noone really even noticed him. It's a big city and brooklyn has it's fair share of the population, so why would they? He looks just like everyone else, easily lost in a crowd, apart from being a size bigger than the average guy on the street, or woman for that matter. Just paranoia. The usual.

The address was not in the most pleasant part of the neighbourhood, exactly the opposite. Noone with good intentions or, work that could withstand the light of day, would even consider entering this part of town. There was no other choice. He needed the money. He couldn't go back to Tom, not after what happened last time. 08:15 still fifteen minutes until he was supposed to show up. Better early than late like his mother used to say. The door into the bar made a loud noise and it was obvious from the decoration that this place had not been properly serviced in years. Mostly regulars and sorrowful pasts occupied the bar. No loud noises at all, a heavy atmosphere around the joint. Noone looked at anyone nor did anyone really talk to anyone. Something was obviously not right and Harri considered leaving for a short moment, but closed the door after him, as he stepped inside.

"You! Fresh meat. Welcome to Joe's, what's your poison of preferance?" A man well into his 30's spoke with a raised voice. He looked Irish and the feeling of the bar was definately Irish too. Harri figured it must be Joe himself. He started walking towards the bar and sat down on the only stool at the bar. "Don't mind them. They keep to themselves and oddly enough, they never see or hear anything. Keep that in mind while you are." Joe said as Harri had turned around to look at the occupants of the bar. As cliche' as it was, Joe was wiping the bar with a rag. " Three things you must remember. I don't know, I don't know him and I don't remember. You catch my drift?" Joe spoke a lot and kept on speaking even though Harri never answered his initial question. What made things weirder was as if Joe already knew him, but they had never met.

"I'll be sure to remember that. I'll have whatever you recommend." Harri took a toothpick out of the bar and put it in his mouth and quickly removed it, and pointed it at Joe. " Also tell Greene I came, I know he is in the back. Don't worry, he is expecting me. Which I think you already know." Harri put the toothpick back in his mouth, turned to his right, facing away from the entrance and started watching the TV. Joe poured him a glass of some cheap scotch, grunted and put the glass in front of Harri, before shoving the rag on the bar and walking away. The sports channel was on, but the picture kept going up and down, with white noise like blur channeling on the tv at the same. What a shit hole Harri thought to himself and took a drink of scotch. Definately not good scotch.

About 15 minutes passed before Joe came out again, " Sorry he is busy.", Joe said and took the rag from the bar and put it on his shoulder. " How are you liking your drink Harri?" He chuckled before turning his attention to the tv screen.

" It's piss. That's what it is." Harri stood up, threw five bucks on the bar, next to his empty drink. Fucking, Greene. He always pulls this shit. He thought to himself as he walked to the entrance to the back room which Greene had turned into his private office. Greene probably had gotten the idea from some movie and loved it. Now he pretends to be this great mafia boss type deal, unlucky for him, Harri has known him for years already. "READY OR NOT, I'M COMING IN DANNY!" Harri smashed the door into pieces with a punch. The room was quite dark, it took a while for Harris eyes to get used to it. Soon enough a beautiful marble desk caught Harri's attention. Behind it was Danny Greene in the flesh. " Nice desk man." Harri took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one up and started smoking, as he walked towards the desk.

"Why did you have to do that? It was unlocked for christ sake Harri! Wait a minute... Are you a wizard Harri?" Danny bursted out in laughter and waved his hand to signal Harri to come in. " So how can I help you today?" Danny took two glasses from a drawer and poured whiskey in them, he put the other in front of Harri. " It's not the piss Joe serves, this doesn't actually taste that bad."
Harri drank from the offered glass and said. " You always do this. Can't this be easy for once. You were expecting me to come. Not two hours ago we spoke on the phone. What's the matter with you man?" Harri was grinning a little as he spoke. Danny was a good friend, although he might have a few quirks.
"Calm down. There is no harm done here. Well a little to my door, but I thought of replacing it with one made out of marble. To match my desk you see." Danny took a drink from his glass and leaned back on his chair.
"Are you nuts? You can't have a marble door. It would look ridiculous in that setting." Harri drank the whole glass in one go."But I am not here to talk decorations." He also leaned back on his chair, his right foot on top of his left leg." I'll just get straight to it." Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Danny.
"Did you see the news? You, my friend, are screwed. I can't use you on anything anymore, you know I can't. I don't want those government motherfuckers to get their hands on you. So how about I just front you some cash, for old times sake, and we pretend this discussion never took place. What do you say? Old times sake."

Harri took a long drag from his cigarette before putting it out in the fancy marble ashtray on the desk.Man, what's up with the marble. he thought before standing up. " I'm not a charity case Danny! I work for my money. I earn it. Legally or not. Just one last time and I promise to be careful."
" Sorry. I can't do that right now. What is most important now is that you keep a low profile. Look man." It was a hard situation for Danny too. After all they had been friends since first day of high school. Not only that, but he always felt like he owed Harri for protecting him throughout the years. First it was high school bullies, then the gangs in Boston and once Harri even took the rap for something he didn't know had happened. "You know I'll take care of you. How about I just take you off the streets and we'll, you know. Make an office right next to mine if you want."
Harri sighed and gave up. "Whatever. But no office. This one is ridiculous enough in here. No need to make this place even more suspect." Harri rubbed his face in frustration. He knew Danny was right, after all he had gotten them this far. He sighed in frustration and leaned forward. " Shit is really hitting the fan isn't it? Damn Bennet. What was she thinking? I mean, there is no way that could end well, she must have known that. Now the rest of us have to suffer. What a bitch" his tone was obviously angry and frustrated.

"Don't worry so much Harri. We'll get through this." Danny opened another drawer and took out a piece of paper and wrote down an address. "Now go and get settled in this new apartment. I'll have one of my guys pick you up in the afternoon and if you need anything, I mean anything, just call me and it will be done." He put it on the table and Harri picked it up. Danny stood up and was going to walk Harri to the door, which granted was in dozens of pieces now.
Harri walked with him to the door or what remained of it and tapped the piece of paper against his left hand as they walked together. Just before Harri was about to leave Danny interrupted him. "Thanks Harri. Thank you for letting me do this. It's the least I can do."
"Stop with that. I know you had done the same for me so no need to keep bringing it up." Harri knew deep inside that Danny wouldn't have gone to jail for him, but he didn't blame him for that. Danny was of a small build and sometimes he has a bigger mouth than what he can handle. With that Harri flipped Joe off as he walked out. Joe just grunted, spit on the table and continued to "clean it" with his rag.

Heroes Reborn

@Scarifar Well I haven't posted yet, because I need to work on my post. Only got about 1/3 of the post done yesterday, but I aim to finish it today :D I could have had it done yesterday but Vicier made a 20+ paragraph post so I didn't want to follow up with my 3 paragraphs xD

Heroes Reborn

@Scarifar What do you mean?

Kingdom Hearts: The Expanse

@Korra Well here is my WIP CS. Still need to work out the whole history thing, but that shouldn't be a problem :D

Kingdom Hearts RP Character Sheet by Kingdoml1 (WIP)

Basic Info

Character Name: Harri
Gender: Male
Race: Human

Occupation: Criminal

Strengths:
Strong melee attacks
Instincts

Weaknesses:
Casting Magic
Weak magic resistance
Lack of focus

General Appearance: 5' 10''tall. 200 lbs of weight.

Talents:

Inabilities:
Social protocol

Fears: The dark.

General Personality:
Although his line of work mostly consist of "hardened criminals", implying that they are stronger in some ways, it is not necessary the case with Harri. Mostly very open minded and fun to be around, as long as you can stand to be around his cheerful and naive person. His poor upbringing and lack of any kind of parents worth mentioning has had an affect on his intelligence, so he is not very wordly or knowledgeable, beyond what he learned on his own.

History: WIP

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Fighting/Training

Harri does have experience in fighting, but no official training. Mostly what he picked up as a kid watching the guards train and later on in his line of work, it is inevitable to learn how to fight.

Abilities/Magic: These will be added as the story progresses.

Notable Items: Keyblade

Notable Powers/Skills: WIP

The Blight - Ruins of Fallion [Undead Fantasy]

@Shade Great :D Thanks for catching that by the way :P And it was cool. I think the character got a lot better with the changes made so thanks for making me make the changes :P

The Blight - Ruins of Fallion [Undead Fantasy]

@Shade I made some changes now, still not sure what else to say about his appearance, but I'll work on it more even if it is acceptable as is.

The Blight - Ruins of Fallion [Undead Fantasy]

@Shade Well here he is :D Any changes or whatnot will be done as commanded if commanded :D

Harri Van Helle

Name: Harri Van Helle
Age: 23
Race: Human

Appearance: 6'2" tall and 240 lbs of weight. Green eyes, dark brown hair and 2 inches long, thick beard.

Harris physique might not look out of the ordinary at first glance, but there are a number of scars across his body, minor ones as well as larger ones. They are barely noticeable under the tribalic tattoos he got from a shaman in the northern mountains. His skin is thick from labour and hard training, which more often than not, comes with the territory. His muscles are big and strong looking, although not as well toned as you'd first think.

Equipment: A longsword and a hand axe as primary weapons. Also carries around 2 daggers for emergencies. A bag of rations with dried meat, dried cheese and bread.
He has covered his left wrist under the remains of his fathers mercenary groups flag.

Description: Harri is like many others in this day and age, crazy. But you kind of have to be to endure the battlefields these days. Harri is reckless to say the least and a wild card to fight with. Working mostly on his own for the past 5 years has made him so. He often rushes off to battle, relying on his senses and instincts. He enjoys to fight, it's his greatest passion, second only to the night after at the closest tavern. Fighting is the only purpose he has ever had and he happens to be great at it.

Skills:
Harri is a great fighter with training beyond others of his age. Wielding the unusual combo of a Longsword and a hand axe makes his fighting style seem like random swings and lucky blocks/dodges. This of course is not the case as he was trained in it from a young age exclusively, to throw off opponents he may face on the battlefield.

Moving around from place to place all of his life has thought him a good navigational sense and a large variety of survival skills. When moving around in a large group of mercenaries there tend to be injuries and before he was able to join the others in battle, he was working in the infirmary. Giving him a solid, but basic understanding of medicine, varying from stiching up a wound to gathering herbs for fighting off various diseases.

Background:Harri was born into the life of a sellsword. His father lead a great group of mercenaries across the land, they were often mistaken for an army. They'd move as a group from settlement to settlement and raise their camps outside. Villagers, merchants, whoever would see them would think of an army on the move, but as the years went on they learned to recognize the emblem of the Hawk, as the Mercenary group.

The life was always dangerous and mostly cruel for a small child to travel with battle hardened men, most of them criminals to begin with. His fathers protective shadow kept him relatively safe from the men and women in the group, but other wordly creatures were always a danger in it's own category. Many times during the years Harri had close calls and was once even abducted by a raiding orc group.

But with a dangerous and harsh upbringing also came great skills. His father was tough on him about his swordsmanship and had his men teach him every day. He would train everyday, as he knew of no other kind of life. For all of his life Harri would see settlements, even the greatest cities in Fallion, but never know of the life inside them.

Five years ago his world shattered in one night. When they came. They destroyed everything, killed everyone in the camp. When Harri would return from his assignment, in the nearby settlement the group had left just two days ago, there would only be ashes to find. Since then Harri has walked these lands on his own, carrying the once proud emblem of the group as a promise to avenge and rebuild.

The Blight - Ruins of Fallion [Undead Fantasy]

@Kidd I am working on a Human character already and will have it done by the end of the day, hopefully :D