Shadowman215

High Fantasy Faction War

Yeah Im sorry, without other people it just lacks that awesome feel, you know?

Deep Ground Online: War of Strangers

And then there was little ole me ;=; xD I'll wait till Isaac gets replied to before I post, seeing as it would be generic crud otherwise.

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Kuraiko's eyes barely cracked open as Aidan carried him from his GEAR, he was so weak at the time though that he couldn't move, or make a sound. That blast had kicked ass and winded him pretty damned good. His head was pounding, no doubt he had a concussion from the blast, I mean, he was just short of the lethal range that would have added another death to the Roughrider roster. Though now he felt himself being carried by a stretcher, he still wanted to fight. He still wanted to run to his GEAR, grab his firearms, and follow everyone into the caves, but he knew he was out for this OP. He was probably gonna get run through some testing and all that, just to make sure he wouldn't keel over and he could fight again later. Though it still pissed him off that he had to get a medical extraction because of a shitty move on his part.

He felt the incline hit him from the shift in weight as the medical team got him on the helicopter, speaking all the talk of trained medics. To him, it was another language, that he would never be able to understand. That was Aidan's job, and he was happy with it that way, he owed the man a drink sometime after all this ended. After a while, he felt the helo land, they were back on the Claw. It seemed that time just flew when you were barely conscious and off in your own world. When he could finally open his eyes on his own, he could see the inside of the Claw, and he felt himself relax a little, even if he was heading to the infirmary, he still felt like he was home, like he was where he belonged.

He was finally laying in the infirmary as the team left and the onboard medical crew hooked him up to all the systems that a patient in his state would be set up with. His eyes open, his voice back...but his neck was stuck, then he saw the brace securing it. "Son of a..." did he break something after he wiped? Eh well, he was alive and well. It wouldn't be long before this stuff would be over with and he could actually relax.

Dead Space: Isolation

Sorry man, still working, theres no good armor art and honestly I want to put it there, also, Thanksgiving prep is hectic.

Deep Ground Online: War of Strangers

Did one post really start a Cataclysm? O_O My Lord.

Deep Ground Online: War of Strangers

At Purple Crown Academy, Retribution has risen
Takeru rose alone in his dormitory after yet another miserable night. His dreams of his nightmarish past plagued him like a virulent disease that he could never elude. Though he rose every day, very much alive, he always felt completely dead. At least as of late, as the nightmares have actually begun to truly affect him. Though the recent news of deaths of the Kings and the people who played them, ate at his mind. Why would anyone do that? Especially why the Black King of all people? He, after a few minutes of thinking decided one thing:

He had to kill the Black King and end the war in DGO. It was the only way that everything would end well and peace would win over, for Retribution holds as one thing and one thing only. A Mediator, a Law bringer, an Equalizer. As far as he was concerned the Black King was a murderer whether they killed the Kings or not, they have declared war on every kingdom, and when he heard the Fanged Rangers were crushed so, that was his final straw on what pushed him, the Rangers were a kind hearted group. They did not deserve a chance to atone, they deserved only death. So he would deliver the moment he could, but his objective was certain. The Black King, must, and will, die.

In Deep Ground Online, Retribution calls.

Welcome, Vengeful Reaper.
Vengeful Reaper stood near the remains of the Green Guild hall, although he had heard of what happened from a friend in the game who witnessed it, he had never seen it himself, and rage boiled in his veins. His breath quickened, his flesh seared with hatred towards the Ebon Strykers. The first thought was to message the leader, Tender Fern, her name got around for her benevolent heart, but not yet, first he needed to start getting some Dissolutions as to level up, he was half-way to six from a mission he had done before. Two of them should do fine, or so he assumed till he saw a level six.

Staring dead at him.

The first reaction should have been to run, this creature resembled a rhinoceros, and no doubt could crush him to pulp, but when it charged, Reaper rolled aside, smiling as a bouncer mine launched itself into the Dissolution's stomach and detonating, taking it to 75% health as Reaper perched in a tree, as the creature turned, it was met with a headshot. Which proc'ed his FMJ passive, increasing the damage bonus to 250%, he smiled under the helmet that hid his dark visage as it was down to one third its total life. Then he felt his tree shake. Another Dissolution had joined the party, and he had to use his Anchor to pull himself to another tree to elude the second Dissolution as he chucked a mine below at the base of this tree, taking shots at both Dissolutions as they charged the next perch. Though this time they met more mines, the first that he had damaged before had died. The crystals flowing into him, but falling just short of his rank up. The last Dissolution clearly wasn't phased, even though it was reduced to a meager 25% health from the pot shots it took and the mine it tripped. So he let it charge and trip the mine at the base of the tree. Then with one good shot to the head, it fell and dissolved. He laughed as that great message appeared in front of him:

Congratulations, you have reached Level 6!
Choose one of the two Class perks: Assassin's Stride or Deadly Aim.
New Character Ability Unlocked: Decoy (Active): Sends a false replica of user in a designated direction to distract opponents, if hit with hard CC, dies immediately. If not it has 50% of user's base health and does not attack, but mimics basic attack animations lasts 1 minute 30 seconds and has a 4 minute cooldown.

He took the perk Assassin's Stride and smiled contently as he fled to the Faded City, to a rooftop hideout that he had, that gave him an excellent view of the City and it's labyrinth like landscape. Then he pulled up his messages and typed a message to the Green King, Tender Fern.

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From: Vengeful Reaper
Subject: Retribution is your ally.
I know you don't know who I am and that warrants immediate distrust as to why I contact you. Though you must trust that I want the Black King punished, they have ruined your Guild and are aiming to ruin everyone else's work, but if you allow me a chance to speak with you, and possibly help me further my experience, I can, and will stop them. If you wish to meet me, reply back as quick as you can.
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The World of Roulit

Once your all kind of grouped up Ill make my post, it'll make my life easier. If that inconveniences anyone I can have a post up tomorrow.

Deep Ground Online: War of Strangers

(Pre-Approved by GM :D)
Appearance-Real Life:


Height: 6’0”
Weight: 172 pounds
Hair color: Black
Eye color (Due to contacts making a permanent change in the iris): Purple
Name: Isaac Sinclair Belekov
Age: 15
History:
My Past is a hopeless place, my Future, however, is where I will prosper…

Isaac was born into a middle-high class family, though all the amenities in the world could never accommodate for the one tragedy that befell him at age six. On the night after his sixth birthday, he woke to a high pitched wail from his parents room, then one last blood-curdling scream, then silence. Isaac, reasoning to childhood fear, hid under his bed. The faceless murderer of his parents paced down the corridor toward his room. Opening the door and silently searching the room, though not effectively as Isaac was not found. After a couple of hours of hiding, Isaac assumed safety and ran to the other Sanctuary of his home: His parents bedroom, only to make his own misery-laced wail. In the room, the rear-most wall painted a crimson hue, the hue of blood, lay two bodies.

The bodies of his parents, the only two people who he assumed loved him in the whole big mean world, gone, even at six Isaac got the hit, when he cut his knee and screamed that he was dying, his mother AND father both always said “Trust me, you need to lose a lot more than that.” Though his father always added “Boy” or “Pal”. So when all that red painted the walls, he got the hint, the red stuff was out, and you can’t get it back. So he screamed and cried for a time unknown till his Aunt Marie showed up and heard him. She came running and saw the same grizzly scene, yanking a struggling and screaming young Isaac away from the two people he idolized. To him, they were Gods. To him, they were his reason for breathing.

Now, they were his reason for vengeance.

The police investigation went on for years, until Isaac was 12, when he heard the D.G.P. was being readied for his birthday, he saw it as an opportunity to finally show the world what Retribution truly was. The Sweepers, the Erasers, all frauds to him when he entered at 13, for a boy his age, he was exceptionally maleficent as a basic Assassin, quickly getting kills on Dissolutions, and a few lower level Bandit players. He saw the Corpse collector’s fall, though he had no part in it. Now the murders of the Kings, and the declaration of war from the Black King. All of DGP is gonna go to hell, but his well aimed rifle shall end this war deftly.

It shall bestow one sort of peace to all the world: Retribution.

Personality: Takeru is a broken soul, when someone finally forms a bond with him and finds out his past, his walls may collapse and he may break. Though outside of that, Takeru has a compassionate personality. Always willing to lend a hand to a beaten down soul, in the real world he is nicknamed “Samaritan” in reference to an ancient myth of an unnecessarily kind soul.

Appearance-Avatar:


(His very awesome rifle :D)


Avatar Class: Assassin (Sniper) spec
Avatar Title: Vengeful Reaper
Avatar Level (initial): 5
Avatar Guild: Currently considering joining the Fanged Rangers.
Avatar abilities:

Level 1:Retribution's Wrath (Active): A high powered shot that does 270% physical damage, has a five minute cooldown. A twenty minute if he misses.

Level 2:Seeker of the Guilty (Passive): It’s really just a basic tracking ability, he can see where a player has gone if has been recent, the more recent the clearer the information he can acquire from the tracks, the weight of the person, and the direction they’re heading in.

Level 3: Full Metal Jacket (Passive): Critical hits now do 250% more damage. Instead of 200%

Level 4
Assassination: Sneak Attacks do double damage, not applicable if already in combat.

The Anchor: The anchor is a wrist mounted grappling hook with a winch function, allowing him to take new vantage points and take aim at targets from different angle than normal.

Level 5

Premeditation: The longer he waits to take a shot, the more accurate it is, up to 95%

Trapper: Enables the use of traps for Sniper and Hitman specs. For Shinobi, will instead have their traps doubled in power.

Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOOjbwXtPAQ

Dead Space: Isolation

Im a try hard XD

Dead Space: Isolation

Its taking me awhile, seeing as fan art for dead space armor is VERY rare