Skyrte said
SeaFoam, wanna lead some Deceptions?
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Also, I'll get a post up soon
Character Sheet
Name: Airachnid
Race: Cybertronian, Allegiance- Decepticon
Equipment:
Spider legs that function as blades
Venom spit and webs
Shoots from her palms
Can tunnel in and out of places
Appearance:
Alt mode is a helicopter that resembles a RAH-66 Comanche
Biography:
On Cybertron Airachnid served the Decepticon cause by sadistically interrogating captured Autobots, going as far as trying to break them even when they knew nothing important. Later on, she became a rogue scavenger and ventured from planet to planet in search of indigenous species. After collecting these specimens, she wiped out the rest of the populations.She then reached Earth, where she hopes to do the same.
Personality:
Airachnid is persistent, almost to the point of being stubborn. Her own goals are her number one priority and she won't hesitate to rebel against her leaders or kill a few bots in order to achieve them. However, she doesn't mind reconciling with previous commanding officers- as long as it furthers her own motives. Once Airachnid can no longer derive any benefit from a certain allegiance, she leaves for her own agenda. Airachnid prefers working alone and always puts herself before others.She often holds grudges against her rivals; but instead of lashing out spontaneously, she waits for the right opportunity and plans out her schemes before getting payback.
Other/Extra:
Can control insecticons
Let me know if anything needs fixing/adding.
(Also my rp skills are super rusty so look out for that)
Name: Airachnid
Race: Cybertronian, Allegiance- Decepticon
Equipment:
Spider legs that function as blades
Venom spit and webs
Shoots from her palms
Can tunnel in and out of places
Appearance:
Alt mode is a helicopter that resembles a RAH-66 Comanche
Biography:
On Cybertron Airachnid served the Decepticon cause by sadistically interrogating captured Autobots, going as far as trying to break them even when they knew nothing important. Later on, she became a rogue scavenger and ventured from planet to planet in search of indigenous species. After collecting these specimens, she wiped out the rest of the populations.She then reached Earth, where she hopes to do the same.
Personality:
Airachnid is persistent, almost to the point of being stubborn. Her own goals are her number one priority and she won't hesitate to rebel against her leaders or kill a few bots in order to achieve them. However, she doesn't mind reconciling with previous commanding officers- as long as it furthers her own motives. Once Airachnid can no longer derive any benefit from a certain allegiance, she leaves for her own agenda. Airachnid prefers working alone and always puts herself before others.She often holds grudges against her rivals; but instead of lashing out spontaneously, she waits for the right opportunity and plans out her schemes before getting payback.
Other/Extra:
Can control insecticons
Let me know if anything needs fixing/adding.
(Also my rp skills are super rusty so look out for that)
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Name: Runa Denholm
Race: Jalaki
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Appearance: (Picture or description)
Personality:
Unique Racial Attribute: (Each race has a different attribute that is unique to their race. For Caletans it is what branch of bio-technology they specialize in, for Halepotians it is the melee weapon that they use in battle and use for spiritual rituals, and for the Jalaki it is the radioactive isotope they use in their nuclear inventions.)
Name: Runa Denholm
Race: Jalaki
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Appearance: (Picture or description)
Personality:
Unique Racial Attribute: (Each race has a different attribute that is unique to their race. For Caletans it is what branch of bio-technology they specialize in, for Halepotians it is the melee weapon that they use in battle and use for spiritual rituals, and for the Jalaki it is the radioactive isotope they use in their nuclear inventions.)
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Interested~
"Back to breakfast inmate. You know the rules."
"What the heck do you suppose I do here? I'm done eating!"
Clare tried reasoning with the guard but was met with no verbal response. Instead the guard just became less lax, tensing herself as if she was expecting trouble.
Clare sighed before returning to her table. She propped up her elbows on the table and rested her head on her hands. She looked around her , waiting for everyone to be over with their breakfast.
The vampire was brought a glass and Clare noticed the show she made as she drank the blood. Clare gave her an unfazed look before she returned to people-watching. If the vampire thought she could intimidate Clare, she had another thing coming. Clare knew a vampire or two, and had even fought beside them. However, now was different from then and this vampire was no comrade of hers.
Clare noticed a hybrid reading and decided she would get herself a book too. Probably a good, thick one; one that would last long enough to keep her entertained during the slow moments of prison life, such as the one she was currently trapped in.
"What the heck do you suppose I do here? I'm done eating!"
Clare tried reasoning with the guard but was met with no verbal response. Instead the guard just became less lax, tensing herself as if she was expecting trouble.
Clare sighed before returning to her table. She propped up her elbows on the table and rested her head on her hands. She looked around her , waiting for everyone to be over with their breakfast.
The vampire was brought a glass and Clare noticed the show she made as she drank the blood. Clare gave her an unfazed look before she returned to people-watching. If the vampire thought she could intimidate Clare, she had another thing coming. Clare knew a vampire or two, and had even fought beside them. However, now was different from then and this vampire was no comrade of hers.
Clare noticed a hybrid reading and decided she would get herself a book too. Probably a good, thick one; one that would last long enough to keep her entertained during the slow moments of prison life, such as the one she was currently trapped in.
Is it still breakfast time?
I haven't posted in some time and kinda lost track
I haven't posted in some time and kinda lost track
Clare raised an inquiring eyebrow when she heard what the succubus' acquaintance had to say. Food? Was that her? Clare thought as she looked at the vampire.
Ugh, Clare thought to herself.It's one of those.
Clare shifted her seat further away from the new person at the table, making no attempt to conceal her disgust. She then noticed her licking her fangs. Was that supposed to be intimidating? Clare wondered to herself before continuing with her meal. She ignored the vampire as she did so and it wasn't particularly hard, with all the commotion around her. Before Clare could respond, Sloan was at their table, to claim what was rightfully hers.Damn, she thought to herself.
That's one fast cat.
Seeing that she had finished most of her food, Clare picked up the half bread piece that was left and got up.
"Here's where I take my leave, freaks"
She thought to herself as she shoved the bread in her mouth.No one here really had table manners so Clare allowed herself slips in etiquette every now and then.
Stepping out of the room , she ran through her mental to do list to see what needed doing next.
Ugh, Clare thought to herself.It's one of those.
Clare shifted her seat further away from the new person at the table, making no attempt to conceal her disgust. She then noticed her licking her fangs. Was that supposed to be intimidating? Clare wondered to herself before continuing with her meal. She ignored the vampire as she did so and it wasn't particularly hard, with all the commotion around her. Before Clare could respond, Sloan was at their table, to claim what was rightfully hers.Damn, she thought to herself.
That's one fast cat.
Seeing that she had finished most of her food, Clare picked up the half bread piece that was left and got up.
"Here's where I take my leave, freaks"
She thought to herself as she shoved the bread in her mouth.No one here really had table manners so Clare allowed herself slips in etiquette every now and then.
Stepping out of the room , she ran through her mental to do list to see what needed doing next.
SailorMoon said
I don't want people to lose what makes their characters unique, no. She seems pretty harmless, but I'm sure that's not through. The human shapeshifting thing, maybe she has trouble doing that.
Oh
so she can still shapeshift but within limits
SailorMoon said
OH HELL NAH STOLE MY CAN OF FISH?
Seafoam it's up to you, but Clare can still shape shift - unless you want her to be nerfed that much?
I had assumed she wouldn't be able to .
but she can? That's great :D
Clare flinched almost involuntarily when the woman took a seat across her. Her days in the prison had taught her to be wary of anyone and everyone, so she eyed her for a minute. The succubus didn't seem as aggressive as the werewolf, Clare noticed, but she kept her guard up anyway. Clare knew better than to believe outer appearances. Even the tiniest, most timid looking person here bore fangs, quite literally.
She nodded in agreement to how dreadful the food was but said nothing. Talking was one of the many ways of getting in trouble around here and Clare, who still had her hopes up on an early release, wanted none of it.
Even if she didn't end getting released early, Clare still wanted to avoid trouble. She always did - unless she was provoked. She noticed the succubus shuddering as she swallowed and the action reminded her of her own experience of eating meat in the prison. She still knew exactly how the meat tasted: cold , horrible and arrested just a few days before it went stale. Suppressing the memory of the repugnant meat, she took a spoonful of her vegetables. As she did so, she felt slightly grateful for the cafeteria putting out a vegetarian menu. At least this way, when she ate a carrot she could be sure it was an actual carrot and not some third grade genetically-modified substitute; but then again with this prison, you could never be too sure.
She nodded in agreement to how dreadful the food was but said nothing. Talking was one of the many ways of getting in trouble around here and Clare, who still had her hopes up on an early release, wanted none of it.
Even if she didn't end getting released early, Clare still wanted to avoid trouble. She always did - unless she was provoked. She noticed the succubus shuddering as she swallowed and the action reminded her of her own experience of eating meat in the prison. She still knew exactly how the meat tasted: cold , horrible and arrested just a few days before it went stale. Suppressing the memory of the repugnant meat, she took a spoonful of her vegetables. As she did so, she felt slightly grateful for the cafeteria putting out a vegetarian menu. At least this way, when she ate a carrot she could be sure it was an actual carrot and not some third grade genetically-modified substitute; but then again with this prison, you could never be too sure.
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