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In Cataclysm 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Guys, I don't want to be bitching about anything... But will your post be a bit longer in the future? The two sentences approach is more a free level RP thing...
In Cataclysm 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
The bed wasn't that great, the food tasted as cheap as it was, at least the coffee was pretty good. This hotel had a ton of things Levi didn't like, the wallpaper was a ridiculous shade of green for example. But he had to make due with it. For first time in his life he had been set free in the real world... And he didn't like it one bit. The agency life he had up until now had always served him well, but now he needed money to get things. Papers which held no value, but did because some people said it did. Levi got dressed, a blood-red shirt under a black suit. The young angel walked to the reception, entering it via a dark brown door with his wings retracted. He looked straight in the face of the owner, a plump woman in her late forties.

"Oooh, mister Angellus, it is so good to see you again! How was your night?"
"Yes, it is good to see me again. I'll be leaving now." Luckily he had already paid the previous night, he couldn't stand this woman.
"Did you use something out of your minibar, sir?" said the receptionist in a less friendly voice.

Levi replied that he didn't use anything, although he drained the thing. Without further ado the angel grabbed his suitcase, walked out of the shabby hotel and hailed a cab. The cabby nodded when his destination was given and, thank god, he knew better than to engage in small talk. Levi paid the cabby when they arrived at the cafe. Was the chance tip? Well, no. With the chance still in his hand Levi entered the cafe and saw the group of people that he was supposed to meet, a human, a robot and a lizardman. So he was the last one to arrive... He plunged the money on the bar and ordered a coffee. The angel walked over to the group, "Hi, I'm here so let's get started, shall we?"
So I replaced the limbs by muscle replacements, that would work.I think I'm all done now, could I get the O.K.? :)
I thought being a hitman paid pretty well... But what you're saying makes sense as well. I'm really tired right now, so I will look at this in the morning. I'm from Europe.
That's part of the reason I made him 41, figured he than got money enough... I know that's not how thing go in tabletop RP, I almost got into D&D, but I moved away from the people that were also into it. So I know a couple of basics...

@Munk, But could this fly in forum RP?
Oh, would it than be 4*1.6 for the limbs... That's a lot..

Was planning on all four
Name: Thomas D. Walker
Street name: Quicksilver
Race: Human
Age: 41
Role: Street Samurai



Bio: Thomas’ ancestors fled to Seattle after England got destroyed by the flood. Thomas grew up in a good family, he was the youngest of three. Both his parents worked for a corporation, now forgotten, that collapsed when the kid was only fifteen years old. To help out his parents with their new money issues he got a ‘job’ as a courier and later as an enforcer. His parents also had lent money from some shady types to help with their money problem. As with most deals with shady people things went south… Interest rates skyrocketed and the brand new enforcer came home to a burned out house with four corpses to greet him.

The young man took all his sadness, his despair, his anger and his hate and he kept it all inside. He vouched to end the people who did this, and he eventually did. Tommy grew up to Thomas, grew up from an enforcer to a hit man, a good one at that. Thomas got himself submerged more and more in this underworld that had taken his parents and his two sisters. The easy going young man had turned into an arrogant powerhouse. Thomas got augmented, implanted, he was jacked in and jacked up.

After a rather unfortunate encounter with what was called a street samurai the 29 year old decided that it was time for even more self improvement. He and his dented ego took all his money and started training again. He also got a couple more improvements, learned how to use a katana and murder the families of the people who had done the same to his. As a final test he decided to look for the samurai that did him in for. Long story short, he found him, they battled, Thomas almost died and the street samurai who went by Vortex was no more. The repairs cost small fortune and Thomas did some time in jail for this, silver lining his ego was no longer dented and he was as arrogant as ever.

Cyberware: Low-light eye implants and eye covers, wired reflex system with reflex trigger, muscle replacements.
Gear: Two katanas, light armor plating, helmet with a disposable commlink and a handgun
Okay, the book has more lore than the elder scrolls and enough rules to make the Death Note look like a coloring book...

BTW, for cybernetics I was planning on a radio, protective covers, flare compensation and low-light for the eyes. Aluminium bone lacing, a retractable hand blade, muscle replacements and a wired reflex system for the core. Furthermore synthetic cyberlimbs and enhanced strengh. And last but not least a heavy gun in the left arm.

And now a very important question, is this overdone?
Sweet, I'll study that for a while then. I'm not that good at working miracles, but I'm pretty sure I'll manage. I really haven't heard of shadowrun ever, but the setting is something I honestly really like :D
Awesome! I'm game, I'm going for the street samurai.

Small question: You mean like a cybernetic samurai, or will just any blade wielding badass do? 'cause I fairly liked the idea of an old school samurai in modern day and age.
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