I wasn't the one shooting people buddy, if you'll recall, the worst thing I ever did was sit on someone. And call them names, but those only hurt on the inside.
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I'm a man for one, let's clear that up. You may encounter me playing outside my gender, just as you may see me playing outside of my race, religion or political leanings. That's why it's called roleplaying. I find it a lot easier to avoid the classic trap of playing a Mary Sue when I'm playing a character that is obviously not me.
On that note, If I see you playing a Mary Sue, I will call you on it. The mocking will be legendary, I assure you. None of this dual katana waiving, Desert Eagle praising, special snowflake faggotry on my watch thank you. I'm not here to start fights on the internet. I will, though. I just find them funny, but keep in mind while I'm ridiculing you: that's just how I relate to people. I don't hate you. For Christ's sake, I made my best friend by kicking him in the balls. And giving him a pretty impressive scar with a spoon. Come to think of it, he still hasn't gotten me back for that one.
As far as my posting goes, well, I happen to be in that awkward position of having adult things to do a lot of my time. I may be a slow ass poster, or at least be pretty limited in the times of day I can post. I may also be pulled out for weeks at a time, which I will give warning for, and probably bow out of any ongoing RP's. The reason for this is my current enlistment in the military. Now, before you get all, "Thank you for your service, bro." (Or "Fuck you, Baby-killing asshole!" for that matter. I won't judge) on me, I should say that I have not, nor will I ever see combat, and you should save it for someone who's service has actually mattered. Mine is just a day job.
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Checking my subscriptions and seeing a name I don't immediately recognize as the last poster. "Ooh, new post!"
MFW I forgot I did that.
Looks like we could use a tie-breaker.
Still lurking. Just webninjaing around.
You already know my vote, I just can't resist the freedom of a non-established canon. My main thoughtline at the moment is whether I should make my power something powerful but creative, or weak but easily abused. I'm probably gonna have to roll some dice of my own, just to get my choices sorted.
Oh God, he's going to kill us all.
And he'll have a good reason this time.
Appearance:
Name: Tamrapani Zaerayev Vadiyashti Daegev... You know what? Just call me Tam.
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Personality: Boisterous doesn't begin to cover it. Tam parties hard and works harder, painfully aware that life is short and going out of your way not to enjoy it will only make it shorter. She's got a big mouth, and will constantly fill your comm channels with off-color jokes, sexual innuendo and general blasphemies against sanity and good taste. She's quick to anger, but just as quick to forgive, and tends to laugh off little things like bruises or dislocations as "good fun".
Species: Heavy-grav world human. Broad-shouldered, thick skinned and well muscled by a combination of natural adaptation and generations of gene-modding.
Relation: Tam's family life is... complicated to say the least. Her home planet of Naraka is pretty much a deathworld, and most of it's inhabitants work the dangerous, but high-paying mines. Because of the high mortality rate, Narakans practice chain marriages, with multiple husbands and wives as sort of a mutual assurance against accidental death. In the black humor of the mining worlds, well, sorry your mom died, but at least you've got spares. Tam has six living father's and four living mothers, as well as several dead ones who she quietly honors.
Gear: Tamrapani is the unit's armourer. It's her job to take care of the various bits of finicky technology that give a mercenary unit its tactical edge. As such, she carries a toolkit almost as big as some of her teammates in addition to her combat shotgun and service pistol. Her favorite tool, however, is the massive fitting wrench strapped to the side of her pack, which she uses to break things almost as often as she repairs them.
She's about 200cm, 105 kilos.I'll just paste my old character back in as soon as I get back in front of a real computer. Here's hoping we solve all our arguments with words this time.
Well, I can explain it, but I can't make it make sense.
Basically, Paul was talking shit, and Fire decided the logical response was to shoot him. I promptly sat on him. Doc then went, "Police brutality!" and apparently decided to shoot me. It was... well, the textbook definition of Cluster-Fuck.
Seriously though, we get a retraction on shooting at me? I don't mind taking a bullet for a good reason (which this was not) but it'll hold up the plot more, and I'd pretty much have to do my damnedest to kill you back. We'd either have thirteen days of us having a firefight inside of a hut, or would just kill each other instantly.
For future reference, can we all agree that shooting friends and teammates is not an appropriate way to end an argument?
This. This is a course you're sure you want to take? Not only is it going to be disruptive as hell, but there's really only one action she could take in response.
Keep in mind, she thought Fires action was illogical mainly because wounding an armed man just gives them a reason to shoot you without taking away their means to do so.
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