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The Silent World

Edvard Valentin

Name: Edvard "Ed" Valentin
Age: 30
Nationality: Norwegian
Languages: Icelandic + Norwegian
Height: 190.5cm (6' 3")
Are they Immune?: Yes

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Profession: Scout
Attributes:
Strength: 3
Charisma: -1
Dexterity: 0
Constitution: 1
Wisdom: 2 (+1 Profession Attribute)
Intelligence: -2
Skills:
Cat Handling (WIS)
Survival (WIS)
Speed (STR)

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Appearance:

Prepare for sexiness

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Personality:
Due to some earlier trauma in his life, Ed is slow to warm up to people, initially preferring to listen more than talk when in the company of others. Once you've made it into his circle of trust, however, he becomes an open book. While he is not opposed to operating in a group setting, he certainly prefers to operate alone when he can. After walking away from tragedy, he has made it in this world by trusting and relying upon himself. Leaning on others is an concept he had to abandon and one that is awkward for him to revisit. Often blunt, sarcastic and cheeky, Ed lacks certain social graces due to the extended amount of time he spends on his own. He is vehemently opposed to lying, preferring to maintain his word of honor in all matters. With the right kind of motivation, Edvard can embrace his ruthless side, seeing red and stopping as nothing to bring justice or vengeance on whomever deserves his wrath. Other than that, most people will see Edvard as the somewhat quiet, well-intentioned good guy who always appears to take an interest in what's going on.

Present Circumstances:
Ed has made a fair living as a tracker for military and private employers alike, always working as a freelance agent. His reputation in terms of results is sterling and therefore he is fortunate enough to stay busy as word of his successes tends to travel. Because of his occupation, his lifestyle is a nomadic one. He no longer owns a permanent residence of his own but, instead, travels light and often amongst nature except when his employers happen to provide him with shelter or if his environment is simply not hospitable without modern comforts.

He just recently concluded his last contracted service. He was sent out to locate and possibly return a lost reconnaissance unit who had been sent out into particularly hostile territory on a mission of their own. It was with a heavy heart hidden behind a stone cold poker face that Ed returned the dogtags of the unfortunate men to their superiors. The spoils of his efforts hardly helped the depressing nature of his duty on the days that he had to deliver the worst news. Alas, nothing helped bury the darkness like a new mission. Idle hands are the devil's play things and Ed hated being idle. That's precisely why he welcomed his new summons with open arms. A new mission. One that would initially take him to Oresundsbro. Edvard accepted the challenge.

Theme Song: Demons

The Silent World

For your consideration...

Senor Edgelord

Name: Edvard "Ed" Valentin
Age: 30
Nationality: Norwegian
Languages: Icelandic + Norwegian
Height: 190.5cm (6' 3")
Are they Immune?: Yes

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Profession: Scout
Attributes:
Strength: 3
Charisma: -1
Dexterity: 0
Constitution: 1
Wisdom: 2 (+1 Profession Attribute)
Intelligence: -2
Skills:
Cat Handling (WIS)
Survival (WIS)
Speed (STR)

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Appearance:

Prepare for sexiness

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Personality:
Due to some earlier trauma in his life, Ed is slow to warm up to people, initially preferring to listen more than talk when in the company of others. Once you've made it into his circle of trust, however, he becomes an open book. While he is not opposed to operating in a group setting, he certainly prefers to operate alone when he can. After walking away from tragedy, he has made it in this world by trusting and relying upon himself. Leaning on others is a concept he had to abandon and one that is awkward for him to revisit. Often blunt, sarcastic and cheeky, Ed lacks certain social graces due to the extended amount of time he spends on his own. He is vehemently opposed to lying, preferring to maintain his word of honor in all matters. With the right kind of motivation, Edvard can embrace his ruthless side, seeing red and stopping at nothing to bring justice or vengeance on whomever deserves his wrath. Other than that, most people will see Edvard as the somewhat quiet, well-intentioned good guy who always appears to take an interest in what's going on.

Present Circumstances:
Ed has made a fair living as a tracker for military and private employers alike, always working as a freelance agent. His reputation in terms of results is sterling and therefore he is fortunate enough to stay busy as word of his successes tends to travel. Because of his occupation, his lifestyle is a nomadic one. He no longer owns a permanent residence of his own but, instead, travels light and often amongst nature except when his employers happen to provide him with shelter or if his environment is simply not hospitable without modern comforts.

He just recently concluded his last contracted service. He was sent out to locate and possibly return a lost reconnaissance unit who had been sent out into particularly hostile territory on a mission of their own. It was with a heavy heart hidden behind a stone cold poker face that Ed returned the dogtags of the unfortunate men to their superiors. The spoils of his efforts hardly helped the depressing nature of his duty on the days that he had to deliver the worst news. Alas, nothing helped bury the darkness like a new mission. Idle hands are the devil's play things and Ed hated being idle. That's precisely why he welcomed his new summons with open arms. A new mission. One that would initially take him to Oresundsbro. Edvard accepted the challenge.

Theme Song: Demons

The Silent World

I'm going for a Scout. It's in the works!

Slice Of Life - SOL City - New Chapter

Interested. By the time I discovered Chapter Two, it was well underway already. Would be cool to check it out from the beginning of a chapter. Kudos to you all for keeping it going!

—OBLIVION.

Thank you for the consideration and I wish you all luck and a great run!

The Silent World (Stand Still, Stay Silent)

Very cool and very interested. Let me start brewing on a character which I familiarize myself with the source material.

Red Dead Reckoning

Location: Armadillo || Mentions: @ONL

Draven eyed the man. He was clearly leading his question, beckoning a name.

"And say you find 'em. What's a man like you going to do to the Melbattons?" He began rolling his emptied glass on the table. There was no real purpose behind it. It just kept his hands busy while he tried to read this stranger. It looked like the man was about to speak, but Draven felt inclined to interrupt. "It's Draven," he said finally. "Or Jackson or Brock or even Peter, if I'm feeling particularly saintlike." He'd hoped the point was made. "You need a favor, that much is clear. A direction at the very least, ya? I like doin' favors, mister, but that's the thing about scratching other peoples' back. It doesn't do much for my own itch."

Draven wasn't looking for a vigilante. This man was waving around a poster of guilty men, hard pressed to bring justice to them. Or perhaps revenge. Draven was hoping for the latter. Dirty people tend to be more comfortable around other dirty people. Draven was looking for the dirt.

"Your business is yours," he continued. "I won't press ya for the details. Tell me this, though: How many men have you killed?"

* * * * *

Seven

Seven squished the lemonade in her mouth before swallowing. On her next drink, she chugged it down until the glass was empty. She was listening to the men converse but it was hardly holding her attention. She'd heard all of this before. Instead of sitting by, she stood from the table and took her empty glass back to the bar and sit it down. Turning, she leaned back against the counter facing the common area of the saloon.

In one of the far tables were two men sitting across from eachother. There was coin on the tabletop between them. One of the men laid his hand down flat, his fingers splayed, and pulled out a sizable knife before he began tapping the pointed end between each finger. He started slowly at first, but picked up speed with each round. His companion looked on with wide eyes and eager anticipation.

Seven rolled her eyes. Who goes to get drunk at a saloon gamble over whether or not they were going to mutilate themselves? "Idiots," she said out loud, rolling her eyes. Those two clearly weren't fit for recruitment.

The Red Hoods: Initiates

The Down and Dirty: It is with extreme reluctance and potential remorse that I have decided to call a premature end to this story. Thank you all so much for the time and effort you've invested. It means everything. I've not given up on this world we've created, but I currently lack the resources and experience that you all deserve. To that end, this is not The End, but rather To Be Continued... Thank you so much for being a part of it with me.

The Dribble: This was my very first RP to GM and the second RP of which I've ever been a part. My cherry was popped with @Almalthia's X-Men: The New Era which is still active to this day, nearly a year after it started. That RP was initially created by @ShieldsOfWar. It is actually the 2nd effort of Shield's to make a successful X-Men: The New Era RP. The first had a good start but puttered out. The current one, the one that has been chugging along for 10+ months, is the second effort. Needless to say, the second effort was stronger, more structured, had great people behind it. That is what I'm hoping to achieve; a Second Coming in the near future.

That is certainly not to say we didn't have great people behind this one. In fact, I'm confident in saying we literally had the best. I want to give a well deserved shout out to @Tenma Tendo and@Argetlam350. You both stuck to it from the beginning and you didn't lean on the crutch of Discord to stay interested or loyal to the concept. I thank you so much for the stories you told, the patience you've had and the amazing characters you conceived. You're both aces and welcome in any RP of which I have a controlling part. No tryouts, no auditions. You're in. Thank you so much!

I was extremely blessed with the people who took interest in this idea and I consider all of you an extended part of my family. Alma, @c3p-0h and @Damo021 were TNE vets who were willing to come along with me for this crazy ride and their advice, input and company was absolutely invaluable. Alma has always been the sister willing to explore and structure ideas with me while cep was ever the sister willing to ask "What the hell are you doing?" but in a much nicer way, while also trying to help me through any problems or obstacles. Their input and willingness to tell it like it was has always been the reason why I have been and always will be more confident in my endeavors with them at my side. Thank you, Damo, for jumping into this thing with enthusiasm, being willing to add to the lore and hanging in there through the process. Thank you, Alma, for always being willing to work with me, even if I'm off or grumpy, and helping me to recognize a better path toward a particular goal. Thank you, cep, for being my council, an ear when I need it, a jab when I deserved it, and a friend for which I care dearly.

As the RP went on, it was @NorthernKraken who emerged as a fantastic storyteller and someone who continued to shed light when things seemed dark. Hosting the infamous Red Hoods: Non-Canon, she pumped life into the RP that many players rightfully hold dear. Their amazing adventures are still chronicled in the Discord channel. Kraken has always been willing to go the extra mile which meant I'd be a fool not to offer her a Co-GM spot that she earned in spades. Thank you, Kraken, for being you and opening up to us and letting us in and being willing to put yourself into this project. I wouldn't trade you for the world.

To the rest of the family: I love you all and am so blessed to have met you. @MsMorningstar, you remind me so much of a female version of me. I can be open and grotesque and crude and you don't blink and it's awesome. You've always been honest with me, even when honesty was awkward, and you have the ability to make me laugh endlessly. You're fucking fantastic. I will always treasure your friendship and I thank you for being a part of this.

@ZAVAZggg, your companionship has been an eye-opening experience. We have great similarities and even greater differences which has always made you an interesting and invaluable friend. Hearing your take on concepts and contemplating upon your analysis of certain situations has been extremely enlightening. You seemed to start with a hard shell around yourself and you allowed us to chip away at it and get glimpses of the man underneath and I appreciate and feel honored for that opportunity you bestowed upon us. Thank you.

All that said, I have definitely learned some lessons in taking on this endeavor, have gained some experience in what works and what doesn't and I plan on taking all of that accumulated knowledge and applying that to the next iteration of this project. I will reiterate what I said in the first paragraph: this is not The End, this is To Be Continued.

The Red Hoods discord will not be taken down for as long as I am active on The Guild. It just won't That's my sanctuary and it stays. Meanwhile, during the time that I'm trying to concoct the next iteration of this project, I welcome each and everyone of you to join some projects that some of us are currently involved in.

Red Dead Reckoning
This is a Red Dead Redemption, western inspired RP that I, NorthernKraken and Cep are helming. We are still accepting applicants and the approach to this one consists of much more freeform playing than Red Hoods did. It's going to be a learning experience in and of itself to truly see an RP ran a great deal more by the players than the GM, although it's certainly going to be shepherded toward a few basic main goals.

X-Men: The New Era
A long standing RP inspired by the X-Men of Marvel comic fame that is GMed by Alma. Cep, Myself and Damo are all active participants. Alma has been amazing at getting her story out with a healthy balance of narrative freedom that she extends to her players. It's lasted this long because it's managed very well and all the kudos goes to her.

Cold Front
This is a "Mafia" type party game that functions as a narrative WhoDunnit which NorthernKraken and I have both enjoyed participating in. While there are story elements involved, it's more about the mechanics. Someone is a 'Bad Guy' in the group and its your job to find out who. @Gcold has GMed the first few iterations of the game, the latest of which just recently came to a close. He's extended me an invitation to GM the next iteration. You are all absolutely welcome to come aboard and I will let you know when that time comes.

I know many of you are involved in other RPs as well. Feel free to plug them here because I would love to keep playing with you all in the interim that it takes for me to come up with the next, more refined concept for the Red Hoods Saga.

I love you and thank you.

—OBLIVION.

For your consideration...

Griff

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___________________________________________ Griff Masterson _______________________________________________ 26 | DOB (27/03) | ♈︎ ___________________________________________ [+] ▼ p e r s o n a l d e t a i l s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Gender - Male ► Sexuality - Heterosexual ► Nicknames - N/A ► Occupation - Graphic Designer/Artist ► Qualifications - Creative and Money Hungry ► Residence - New York City, NY ▼ p h y s i c a l i t y ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Scars - No scars, but he has a circular birthmark on his left shin. ► Tattoos - N/A ► Piercings - N/A ► Style - Griff often dresses casual, preferring darker clothes. You'll often see him in jeans, slacks and unbranded uniformly colored shirts. When the climate calls for it, he wears a black leather jacket. His face is usually covered in stubble and his hair is clean but unkempt. - [+] ▼ a c h i e v e m e n t s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► He received recognition and honors for his artistic prowess, specializing in charcoal illustrations. He was also recognized for having perfect attendence. Griff preferred to be at school over the alternative. ▼ a s p i r a t i o n s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► As the younger brother of an All-Star alumni, Griff spent a lot of time in his sibling's shadow. It became a point of consternation as they grew older and Griff made it his goal in life to earn the spotlight through different means. His brother could throw a football. He could create a world on a canvas. After Ritman, Griff moved out to New York to pursue that dream and start fresh, leaving his brother and the rest of his family behind. -

life at ritman high Griff was certainly an introvert in school, but those who befriended him got to see him for his entirety; a sarcastic, giggly nerd whose loyalty was iron clad. He was never known for being too romantically involved with anyone, letting his shyness and lack of confidence hold him back from taking any social risks. There was a particular girl who always made his stomach flutter. He never had the urge to do anything about it, though. His grades were always just average as he took far more interest in the world outside the school walls than the lessons being taught. Socially, to those who couldn't call him a close friend, he was one of those guys you remember going to school with, but never quite knew their name. Griff avoided any athletic activities and his idea of social rebellion was smoking pot one time at a friend's house and then caking layers of cologne upon himself so that his parents wouldn't find out. He was never much of a risk taker, yet somehow he was still a thrill seeker. He just chooses his moments to come out of his shell very specifically. ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔

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▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ [+] ▼ s t r e n g t h s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Griff's ability to create smoke allows for applications of distraction and concealment. It also supports him as a means of transportation, letting his body break down into smoke particles and traveling through the air to his destination, though initially this only works for short distances. His new alternative eyesight can also be used for advantages in surveillance and reconnaissance. ▼ w e a k n e s s e s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Griff's power does not give him any innate supernatural protections. He will succumb to every normal human weakness. Additionally, Griff has a healthy fear of what he can do, lacking confidence in his own control. Each time he lets any part of his body disintegrate into smog, he has only hope to comfort him in regards to being able to reassimilate. It is this lack of confidence in his control that fuels his reluctance to use his abilities, except under the most appropriate of circumstances. -

psyche Griff has been and probably always will be a seeker of approval and affection. Sensitive, creative, idealistic, caring, perceptive, loyal... He generally wants to do good by his friends and his family. He is not the stereotypical alpha male out front and center, hogging the spotlight. In a conflict, Griff is definitely the one in the shadows, so to speak, strategizing about ways to make his strikes count. ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔