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Name: Ignrak the shunned
Age: 58
Race: Ebolorian
Appearance (Realistic drawings or pictures only please): HAHAHAHAHA I cannot draw for shit, so just imagine one, I'm sure they all look the same because warrior species cloning trope. A bit roughed up, from being beaten and broken for many years before the death games.
Gender: Male
Height: 7'8"
Abilities: Mad strong, but pretty weak for his race. I dunno... I imagine the Ebolorians to be like the Yautja (The predator species from Predator), so overall super-beings that can be overpowered by protagonists and many, many, MANY guns.
Skills: Pretty much the same as Abilities. He can juggle, too. And beat motherfuckers with other motherfuckers. Imagine it would come in handy.
Rank: C
Brief Bio/History (of both your character and race): Generic vat-born soldier, turned rouge, was captured and sent into his species' death games as an outcast. Hates everything his race stands for and wishes for the overall freedom of the entire galaxy. Doesn't know a speck of English, or common, or intergalactic standard or whatever superawesome megalanguage exists in this universe.
Affiliation (if any): Whichever organization he feels like, although generally whatever goes with his opinions. Generic revolution #34546423564713865934685623496, i suppose, or else he's freelance.
Age: 58
Race: Ebolorian
Appearance (Realistic drawings or pictures only please): HAHAHAHAHA I cannot draw for shit, so just imagine one, I'm sure they all look the same because warrior species cloning trope. A bit roughed up, from being beaten and broken for many years before the death games.
Gender: Male
Height: 7'8"
Abilities: Mad strong, but pretty weak for his race. I dunno... I imagine the Ebolorians to be like the Yautja (The predator species from Predator), so overall super-beings that can be overpowered by protagonists and many, many, MANY guns.
Skills: Pretty much the same as Abilities. He can juggle, too. And beat motherfuckers with other motherfuckers. Imagine it would come in handy.
Rank: C
Brief Bio/History (of both your character and race): Generic vat-born soldier, turned rouge, was captured and sent into his species' death games as an outcast. Hates everything his race stands for and wishes for the overall freedom of the entire galaxy. Doesn't know a speck of English, or common, or intergalactic standard or whatever superawesome megalanguage exists in this universe.
Affiliation (if any): Whichever organization he feels like, although generally whatever goes with his opinions. Generic revolution #34546423564713865934685623496, i suppose, or else he's freelance.
Mach2 said
Of course, if I misunderstood, just clarify it for me. XD
I think I see where I'm getting this wrong: I write my posts as if they happen AFTER the post before, while I'm supposed to write them as if they're happening DURING the previous post. If you read it like that, it makes sense (at least to me). The guard had already knocked Tani out, and I was using said who was not currently doing anything.
Btw I assumed the flogging guard realized it's pointless to whip someone who is unconscious.
(If anything, Yoshi got it kind of wrong, because Ignrak started following Moon after freeing Tani. He didn't just sit there and wait for guards to arrive.)
Ignrak's beady eyes flicked to the pistol the guard held. "Slovnak reitchi dep noven logra te'er."
He slapped the gun away and tackled the larger guard to the floor, slamming his shoulder once, twice, three times into the guard's chest. Ignrak scrambled for the gun as the guard with the flog turned. The whip wrapped around the wrist of the hand barely gripping the gun, which was tossed along the ground to the shuddering Revarian. Ignoring the shock, Ignrak grabbed the whip and pulled it towards himself. Pulled off balance, the guard stumbled straight into Ignrak as he wrapped the flog around the guard's neck, pulling tightly.
"Tierna keptu narma dos!"
He slapped the gun away and tackled the larger guard to the floor, slamming his shoulder once, twice, three times into the guard's chest. Ignrak scrambled for the gun as the guard with the flog turned. The whip wrapped around the wrist of the hand barely gripping the gun, which was tossed along the ground to the shuddering Revarian. Ignoring the shock, Ignrak grabbed the whip and pulled it towards himself. Pulled off balance, the guard stumbled straight into Ignrak as he wrapped the flog around the guard's neck, pulling tightly.
"Tierna keptu narma dos!"
And now we wait for yoshi...
Mach2 said
24 hours....no OOC.....*twitches* O.o
IKR, this is going VERY slowly
Sweet post. I'm very much glad that there'll be some form of communication between Ignrak and the others, though that was not my original intention. Maybe it will serve us better than pointing or grunting.
rocketrobie2 said
Sure I'd like that. I'm fairly new to the whole roleplaying thing.
Awesome! Just PM me whenever you want feedback. (On whatever RP or thing you do, I'm the grammar master. Heck, I check essays.)
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