knighthawk

S.H.I.E.L.D Academy

Magnus and Anna... The mutant is totally going to do the ninja thing every time she is coming in or out of the bathroom.
"AH! What are you doing in the bathroom?"
"Brushing my teeth."
"IN THE DARK?!?"
"I see in pitch black..."
"...Oh. Right...Where are your clothes?"

Honestly, out of all the women in the set-up. Anna is the only one with a disfigurement by her amputated arm.

Fallout: Terror of the Everglades

*Ten miles ago*
~Mile marker 854, repeat transmission. "Mr. Gutsy 5186 to Red Witch, come in... No reply.~
*Ten miles later*
~Mile marker 864, repeat transmission. "Mr. Gutsy 5186 to Red Witch, come in... No reply.~
*Ten miles later*
~Mile marker 874, repeat transmission. "Mr. Gutsy 5186 to Red Witch, come in... Ping response. Searching...Settlement found, recalculating course for New Hope. Ping reply adjustment for every mile.~
~Mile marker 875, repeat transmission. "Mr. Gutsy 5186 to Red Witch, come in...Mile marker 876, repeat transmission. "Mr. Gutsy 5186 to Red Witch, come in...~
For the next few hours he was pinging every 20 minutes or so to 'Red Witch' until he was within the mile marker of the city. He floated himself to the center of New hope and rested his thruster as he calmly pinged for a response. He was so glad he replaced his flamer-fuel-only thruster for a fusion-thruster-alternator ages ago, it was so much easier to find Fusion cells from old cars than to find "Mr Handy" fuel laying around. But now he could rest and repeat until a response.
~"Mr. Gutsy 5186 to Red Witch, come in...Radio silence is a death sentence."~

Fallout: Terror of the Everglades

Name:
5186
Alias:
SLAG
Age:
His chronomoter stopped counting at 99+
Gender:
Male Pronoun
Race:
Mr. Gusty
Primary Skills:
Science
Energy weapons
Repair
SPECIAL:
S:4
P:4
E:10
C:4
I:10
A:4
L:4
Gear/inventory:
Bowler hat
Blowtorch (Flamer)
Laser Gun (Laser gun)
Circular saw (Ripper)
Adhesive, Aluminum, Asbestos, Circuitry, Copper, Crystal, Fiber Optics, Fiberglass, Gears, Gold, Nuclear Materials, Oil, Plastic, Screw, Silver, Spring, Steel

History:
SLAG was part of an army envoy, originally designated for infantry support. When he got damaged on the field, though he could still function, he was effectively left for dead for years until another set of troopers came along. Thinking he was about to be scrapped for parts, he was pleasantly surprised when other parts were attached to him instead! Now that he was restored to function, he designated his repairman as his new commanding officer then served as his personal envoy and bodyguard.
For the ballpark of 40 years he served beside that Conscript to Corporal to Captain to Colonel until he fell defending his position against raiders. With the Colonel's fall, a subroutine activated, revealing a final command Slag had no idea he had.
"In the event of my demise, you are hereby ordered to head east to the coastline then south. As you travel, you are ordered to repair and activate every radio tower to come across. Travel until you arrive upon a radio handler of 'Red Witch' and lock in on the location, your greeting to her will be: "Radio silence is a death sentence." This was my Signature and will identify you as an ally to her. She is your new commanding officer."

A Realm Beyond Our Own

"I swear to god: if we come up on the ewoks village, I'm going to loose it."
The next two hour or so passed without incident as he tried to keep a lookout for not just the strange, but the familiar as well. Signs of local German flora or fauna, even an oak leaf or chipmunk would be of some reassurance. Then came the fence, he was an army brat and a city-kid so he had no bearing on fences beyond picket-iron-chainlink. But this proved to have both benefits and drawbacks.
Assuming the best case scenario for them, it would be n abandoned dwelling with perhaps some sort of writing and food samples for the science teams to comb over with a fine toothed comb. An abandoned house would also give them a rest point and forward position of shelter against whatever this world might bring. Even a turtle-shell roof against deadly meteor showers. The other chance is to make fist contact with cannibal hobbits who want them to stay for dinner.

"Sir, logic would dictate that this area is corded off for a reason, that means civilized tool using people. Our chances of encountering fauna and local natives that are capable of thought and reasoning goes up exponentially. This fence could be one, ten, or a hundred years old."
He looked to the others in the group for their support or at least to get a read on their faces. He saw the medic having carried so much extra gear to keep them alive, a twinge of guilt struck him. That guilt became an idea to force a break on the group to reconsider following the fence.
"Snider. We're halfway there, do you want me to take some off your back for the next leg?"

Dragon Age: Seas Of Thedas

In the red rose in, a door opened and out came a rather fat nug waddling as fast as it's hand-feet could take it down the hall followed by an amazed dwarf sticking her head out from the archway of the darkened room. "Wow, we always make jokes, I never thought someone would actually do it!" She looked back to the one taller than any tevinter lacing up this leather leggings. Well that was fun, what now?"

"...Work. Where is the other Qun?"

The maiden of the mountain canted her head to the side with mock confusion. "You are the only one of you here." she paused dramatically before brightening up as if just struck by an idea. "OH! You mean the Qunari in the blooming rose."

The Qun looked about as he raised his hands in exasperation. "This IS The Blooming Rose." She crossed her arms with a wry smile and cocked her hip as she rested against the doorjam. "Nope, this is The Red Rose of lowtown, The Blooming Rose is in Hightown and The Black Rose is in Darktown.

Vash rose to his full frightening height as he groaned in frustration and started to stomp out the door when a waist high hand grabbed him by his moneypouch. "Here now, ten silver for what you've done." His halted frustration turned to confusion and back to anger. "I already paid." She shook her head as she clucked her tongue. "Half upfront, half in the morning. And if you don't like that answer then it's ten for telling you where to go.

Anger gave to resignation as he put five silver in her palm, but closed his hand over hers like a fist until one of their knuckles started popping. "You're no nug." And with that he grabbed his bag to take off from lowtown.
***
Some hour or so later in came the most unhappy man to ever enter a whorehouse as he marched his way yo to the man declaring free drinks for all, he grabbed a bottle of west hill brandy and took a pull as he stalked up the steps to lean up against a wall and wait While both the same species, they were of entirely different builds. Vash had a worker and archers build, he dealt in repetitive motions and thus developed the muscles that come with it only in certain places. The other across the way seemed to have a warriors build, holistically large as he has had to bend and swing in every direction so every muscle is strengthened and enlarged.

He didn't introduce himself yet, for now he watched and waited. Sucking on his tongue to make his mouth well and wet before taking another pull on the brandy with closed lips as he swallowed his own spit. He still felt the burn of brandy on his lips and would lick the wetness away while he observed.

Fallout: Terror of the Everglades

@knighthawk I like the idea you have for your character. The only issue is that your selected skills are actually perks. Something like Energy weapons (Which works with radiation weapons), survivalist, or repair (because you are a robot. repairing yourself) would be something up your alley.

@MarsAdept

Changed it to Energy weapons, science, repair. All good?

X-Men: Age of Mutants

Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play?
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day.
The sun is up, the sky is blue.
It's beautiful and so are you.
Dear @Prudence, won't you come out and play?

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

So I haven't finished my CS and I am getting an idea for a similar but different character. Since I haven't posted in the IC yet, can I submit a new CS to replace the old?

Fallout: Terror of the Everglades

*moved to Character section*

S.H.I.E.L.D Academy

ENTJ for Magnus.