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Fated Matchups

No?
Guess not?

Somethin' else?

Stranded - Open Ocean

Benson O'Hara
Early Morning, The Big Island

"As an enforcer of the law, it is your obligation, your purpose, your duty, to protect and serve the civilians that we vowed to do so for. In comparison to them, you are expendable. Their lives mean more than yours do."

@Fubsy

"No- I haven't seen anyone else yet. But I'm sure..." He paused, looking back over his shoulder at where the woman seemed to be looking at. Just an empty stretch of beach shimmering in the morning son.

"...but I'm sure that there's more of us if you and I managed to survive." He looked over the woman. She looked to be in worse shape than he imagined himself to be, but he couldn't tell for sure. Either way, she'd obviously been subjected to physical exertion.

He did a quick shake of his head. "You look thirsty. I found a spring in the jungle that we head on over too." He thumbed over his shoulder from the direction he came from.

Stranded - Open Ocean

@AbysmalDemon
mate
i just realized the color you're using to represent your speech is the same as mine

but your color is red

it's really messing with my brain bro

can you like
make your whole thing red

Controlled Chaos

You can even be Jesus

Stranded - Open Ocean

still 'ere

Controlled Chaos

Hooray! I knew the sacrifices to the Girafro would pay off.

Controlled Chaos

Bruno the Undead Axeman

Name: Bruno the Undead Axeman
Alias: Bruno the Undead Axeman
Race: Undead Axeman
Gender: Undead Axeman
Age: Five hundred and seventy-one years young.
Appearance: Bruno the Undead Axeman has seen better days, to see the least. His skin is...not there, at some parts. Particularly around his jaw area, which sort of swings lamely around when he speaks or does something with his mouth. His face is gaunt to say the least, with sunken in cheeks and small, beady, yellow and red eyes that have nestled themselves deep into Bruno's skull. Speaking of skulls, Bruno's head is home to only a few spotty patches of gray hair. He's basically bald.

His body isn't much better. He is thin and bony, with little to no muscle to speak of. He wears gambeson and leggings, ancient basic battle armor that has long since lost it's protective ability. Underneath his "armor" is layers of peasant clothing from a village that's been long forgotten by time. Everything except is head is essentially covered up though, with leather gauntlets and tattered boots masking the rest of his ghoulish appendages.

Personality/Motivation: Despite his physical demeanor, Bruno's got his un-life all figured out.

Bruno...is an Undead Axeman. So he axes people. Lot's of people. Axing people is his pasttime, it's also his job, his hobby, and his vacations. Want somebody axed? Come to Bruno. But watch out. He might axe you. And yes, to Bruno, axe is a noun, verb, adjective, and adverb. It's necessary because it's one of the few words he knows.

That being said, Bruno has a deep respect for his fellow Undead, and will rally to their side if needed. He'll never axe one of his own. Anyone can earn Bruno's trust, and if you have he won't axe you. THAT being said, Bruno decides who to axe on a complicated pro-con system of conclusions and logic trains that only Bruno understands. There's many variables, factors, and equations involved. Axing takes up most of his brain power. Just know that if you ever find Bruno staring at you for seemingly no reason, he's deciding whether or not to axe you.

Gear: Hm, I wonder.
...
It's-
It's an axe. He has an axe. It's a two handed one-sided battle axe.

Abilities: Bruno operates on an ancient form of necromancy. He's undead, he basically can't be killed. There will always be a way for him to come back and start axing people. So when it comes to fighting, it takes a lot to keep Bruno down. He can't contract diseases, as well. If, say, an arm is ever disconnected, his inner necromancy will eventually find a way to have an arm again.

Flaws: While he is virtually immortal, he can still: Be decapitated, gored, frozen, dismembered, exploded, shot, fall a long distance, be knocked around and generally battered. Just because he can't be killed, doesn't mean he can't be pummeled into oblivion or cut into pieces. He's also dumb as bricks when it comes to anything other than axing.

Favor: 0

Controlled Chaos

Bruno the Undead Axeman

Name: Bruno the Undead Axeman
Alias: Bruno the Undead Axeman
Race: Undead Axeman
Gender: Undead Axeman
Age: Five hundred and seventy-one years young.
Appearance: Bruno the Undead Axeman has seen better days, to see the least. His skin is...not there, at some parts. Particularly around his jaw area, which sort of swings lamely around when he speaks or does something with his mouth. His face is gaunt to say the least, with sunken in cheeks and small, beady, yellow and red eyes that have nestled themselves deep into Bruno's skull. Speaking of skulls, Bruno's head is home to only a few spotty patches of gray hair. He's basically bald.

His body isn't much better. He is thin and bony, with little to no muscle to speak of. He wears gambeson and leggings, ancient basic battle armor that has long since lost it's protective ability. Underneath his "armor" is layers of peasant clothing from a village that's been long forgotten by time. Everything except is head is essentially covered up though, with leather gauntlets and tattered boots masking the rest of his ghoulish appendages.

Personality/Motivation: Despite his physical demeanor, Bruno's got his un-life all figured out.

Bruno...is an Undead Axeman. So he axes people. Lot's of people. Axing people is his pasttime, it's also his job, his hobby, and his vacations. Want somebody axed? Come to Bruno. But watch out. He might axe you. And yes, to Bruno, axe is a noun, verb, adjective, and adverb. It's necessary because it's one of the few words he knows.

That being said, Bruno has a deep respect for his fellow Undead, and will rally to their side if needed. He'll never axe one of his own. Anyone can earn Bruno's trust, and if you have he won't axe you. THAT being said, Bruno decides who to axe on a complicated pro-con system of conclusions and logic trains that only Bruno understands. There's many variables, factors, and equations involved. Axing takes up most of his brain power. Just know that if you ever find Bruno staring at you for seemingly no reason, he's deciding whether or not to axe you.

Gear: Hm, I wonder.
...
It's-
It's an axe. He has an axe. It's a two handed one-sided battle axe.

Abilities: Bruno operates on an ancient form of necromancy. He's undead, he basically can't be killed. There will always be a way for him to come back and start axing people. So when it comes to fighting, it takes a lot to keep Bruno down. He can't contract diseases, as well. If, say, an arm is ever disconnected, his inner necromancy will eventually find a way to have an arm again.

Flaws: While he is virtually immortal, he can still: Be decapitated, gored, frozen, dismembered, exploded, shot, fall a long distance, be knocked around and generally battered. Just because he can't be killed, doesn't mean he can't be pummeled into oblivion or cut into pieces. He's also dumb as bricks when it comes to anything other than axing.

Favor: 0

am i a cool kid now?

Tales of Calradia (Mount and Blade, Medieval RP)

Zarya

The khergit's servant-boy nods and then hastily turns away from you, wiping his brow. He hangs back as you approach the merchant.

Ntaaj and Zarya

The merchant grumbles something about blame, steps out from behind his stand and examines the goods. His mumbling seems to veer off onto the subject of produce as he climbs onto the side of the wagon and looks in. He waggles a finger up and down, counting things, then he hops off the wagon and goes behind his stand.

"400 denars seems fair enough, I s'pose."

A moment later he is placing the coins into a large burlap sack, making sure to keep rough count of them aloud so you know he isn't scamming you.

"I...'ppreciate...your business. I'll always be here."

And so, you're 400 denar richer and your wagon is goodless.

Tales of Calradia (Mount and Blade, Medieval RP)

Ntaaj and Zarya

The guards stop approaching and seem to consider this. The merchant cowers behind his counter. There simply wasn't a reason for the guards not to accept the story of the noble-woman. One guard apathetically shrugs and goes back to his patrol, another, the leader, it seemed, scolded the merchant for wasting their time (a perhaps unfair gesture) and then wandered off. A clean get-away, it seemed. The merchant does nothing, seeming to go on the defensive.

The young lad shuffles meekly up to Ntaaj.

Ntaaj

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Captain. I got us in trouble. If you want me to leave I can, Captain. Oh, I'm so sorry!" He seems genuinely stressed.