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7 yrs ago
Current If I was ever in a death or glory situation, I'd want The Trooper by Iron Maiden play in the background.
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7 yrs ago
Back on RPG for the first time in like, two years.
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9 yrs ago
Listening to some Aerosmith
9 yrs ago
Working on a new rp.
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9 yrs ago
Sick as all hell, freaking sinuses.

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So are things like roommates already planned out?


Yeah, I as wondering that as well.
Here, to pass the time have a little 8 bit Uptown Funk

I'm super looking forward to this.
Name: Hunter White-Fang

Nickname: The Young Wolf or simply Wolf

Age: 16

School Year: First

Gender: Male

Appearance:


Hunter has a lean build, with multiple scars and hardened muscle. He has oak colored skin and black braided hair. He is at average height for his age. His face is that shows wisdom beyond his years, with a broad and sharp nose and light brown eyes. The picture above shows his field attire, each piece of clothing made from an animal he has killed. It also represents his tribe and bloodline.

Nationality: United States of America, True Shoshone Tribe.

Personality: Hunter is a proud individual, being raised in the most honorable family of the true Shoshone tribe. He will never back down from a confrontation, especially if it involves his family or friends. He has a respectful attitude towards killing and death in general, wishing a blessing upon all departed souls, Human or Animal, Good or Evil. He is protective but rash, his mentality being "Shoot first, ask questions later." He is loving but merciless towards his targets or those who have angered him. He loves nature and the outdoors, there isn't much he doesn't know about everything outside. Though he tries to be respectful of all humans, he does have a prejudice against the white race, constantly remembering his grandfather's stories of the abundance and pride of the Shoshone before the white expansion.

Hunter was chosen to serve as the guardian of the tribe, protecting it from dangers and hunting down those who would harm it. As being so he is disciplined in his fighting style, having been trained by the current guardian as his mentor. When he strikes, he strikes true. If he is ordered to kill someone by a respected authority, he will carry out the order without worry, without question, without hesitation. It is debatable whether that is a good trait or a bad one.

Bio: Hunter was born as the only son into the White-Fang family of The Shoshone Tribe, the chosen guardian family until the selected guardian dies or retires. From the moment he was born he was trained with a sense of duty, loyalty, and discipline. He learned how to meld into the forest and be no different than a pebble on the ground or an ancient oak. He was taught his tribe's history and values. He was taught how to use the bow and the war club in direct combat and as a phantom. He was being molded into a human weapon.

Relationships were never Hunter's strong point. His parents were only allowed to see him occasionally and he wasn't allowed to see any of his peers. His best friend was his mentor, the current guardian, who was only known to his as 'Al'. Al taught him everything he knew and was proud to call Hunter his successor. They did virtually everything together, so Al was the father figure Hunter never had. The last length of his training with the Shoshone was to be accepted into a mysterious academy of assassins to begin his new training. It was a challenge but Hunter had succeeded. The last time he would see Al was to convince him to retire or to fight him to the death.

Weapon: Shoshone War Club

About 3 1/2 feet long with a sphere the size of a baseball, wielded in expert hands, this is a deadly and effective weapon.


A bow and arrow set crafted by Hunter himself from the bones and horns of a bighorn sheep and decorated in classic Shoshone colors, this weapon is extremely effective at medium to long range combat, direct or otherwise.

Equipment:




[Might add more to Equipment]

Skills: Master Tracker- Years of living in the wilderness has turned Hunter into an extremely skilled tracker.
Outdoorsman- No one feel more at home outside than Hunter does. He knows everything there is to know about the countryside.
Skilled Hunter- Most of Hunter's prey doesn't know he's there until it's tool late.
One with nature- Hunter knows every advantage of cover in the wilderness, if he disappears into the wild, good luck finding him.
Abilities: N/A
Other: N/A
@TheWindel Oh damn, uh, guess I have to remove the ability for my dude then. Bummer.
Name: Hunter White-Fang

Nickname: The Young Wolf or simply Wolf

Age: 16

School Year: First

Gender: Male

Appearance:


Hunter has a lean build, with multiple scars and hardened muscle. He has oak colored skin and black braided hair. He is at average height for his age. His face is that shows wisdom beyond his years, with a broad and sharp nose and light brown eyes. The picture above shows his field attire, each piece of clothing made from an animal he has killed. It also represents his tribe and bloodline.

Nationality: United States of America, True Shoshone Tribe.

Personality: Hunter is a proud individual, being raised in the most honorable family of the true Shoshone tribe. He will never back down from a confrontation, especially if it involves his family or friends. He has a respectful attitude towards killing and death in general, wishing a blessing upon all departed souls, Human or Animal, Good or Evil. He is protective but rash, his mentality being "Shoot first, ask questions later." He is loving but merciless towards his targets or those who have angered him. He loves nature and the outdoors, there isn't much he doesn't know about everything outside. Though he tries to be respectful of all humans, he does have a prejudice against the white race, constantly remembering his grandfather's stories of the abundance and pride of the Shoshone before the white expansion.

Hunter was chosen to serve as the guardian of the tribe, protecting it from dangers and hunting down those who would harm it. As being so he is disciplined in his fighting style, having been trained by the current guardian as his mentor. When he strikes, he strikes true. If he is ordered to kill someone by a respected authority, he will carry out the order without worry, without question, without hesitation. It is debatable whether that is a good trait or a bad one.

Bio: Hunter was born as the only son into the White-Fang family of The Shoshone Tribe, the chosen guardian family until the selected guardian dies or retires. From the moment he was born he was trained with a sense of duty, loyalty, and discipline. He learned how to meld into the forest and be no different than a pebble on the ground or an ancient oak. He was taught his tribe's history and values. He was taught how to use the bow and the war club in direct combat and as a phantom. He was being molded into a human weapon.

Relationships were never Hunter's strong point. His parents were only allowed to see him occasionally and he wasn't allowed to see any of his peers. His best friend was his mentor, the current guardian, who was only known to his as 'Al'. Al taught him everything he knew and was proud to call Hunter his successor. They did virtually everything together, so Al was the father figure Hunter never had. The last length of his training with the Shoshone was to be accepted into a mysterious academy of assassins to begin his new training. It was a challenge but Hunter had succeeded. The last time he would see Al was to convince him to retire or to fight him to the death.

Weapon: Shoshone War Club

About 3 1/2 feet long with a sphere the size of a baseball, wielded in expert hands, this is a deadly and effective weapon.


A bow and arrow set crafted by Hunter himself from the bones and horns of a bighorn sheep and decorated in classic Shoshone colors, this weapon is extremely effective at medium to long range combat, direct or otherwise.

Equipment:




[Might add more to Equipment]

Skills: Master Tracker- Years of living in the wilderness has turned Hunter into an extremely skilled tracker.
Outdoorsman- No one feel more at home outside than Hunter does. He knows everything there is to know about the countryside.
Skilled Hunter- Most of Hunter's prey doesn't know he's there until it's tool late.
One with nature- Hunter knows every advantage of cover in the wilderness, if he disappears into the wild, good luck finding him.
Abilities: N/A
Other: N/A


It happened so fast, we didn't even know it was coming. They had been brewing under the surface of the earth for decades, being tended to by some unknown force. Maintain them, training them, Upgrading them. And we were so oblivious, so fucking oblivious that when they arrived, they wiped the floor with our astonished faces. At first they were fighting us, even though they surprised us we were on equal footing. But more and more of them started showing up and the fight became a slaughter, they started killing Men, Women, Children, it didn't matter. We were like animals to them, to their highly evolved hard drives or whatever the hell is in those cold metal skulls of their's. Then, then when they realized how much more useful we would be at working, they starting capturing us. The good, obedient laborers would be promoted, better housing, better food, better treatment. Maybe they would even gain an administrative position at a labor camp or facility. But those who weren't obedient, who wouldn't be their little workers, had 3 choices: Submission, Fight, or Die. The process is that first they would try to break you, make you obedient. If that didn't work you would be punished severely. At this point people usually fought, unsuccessfully and escaped or failed and were killed. More and More people were escaping, then returned to fighting, hurting the metal monsters anyway they could.

But like all things, they failed. They were slaughtered, metal feet stomping on their corpses chanting "Fear the Steel". The very same war chant they sung as they broke through the London subway and begun their genocide. That fucking chant, Fear the Steel, Fear the Steel. It gets ingrained to your mind, into your heart, into your very being and soul. But, heh, you know all of this don't you? Of course, you were there in London the day it happened, maybe in the subway even. How much did you lose in that first attack? Did you fight, run, or simply wait to die and God never granted you that wish. We all had a past, I guess the best thing we can do now is to keep fighting and move forward, try to see the light at the end of this fucking nightmare. Just gotta hang in there...

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This RP takes place in Modern Day London, the day of the invasion. You will play as whoever you want, but it has to be connected to all the other players. So if you want be a servicemen on active duty, Great! But, all other players have to be willing to play as military or someone connected to military. Of course an exception can be made if your character is on leave and is visiting family or friends. Other than that one rule, you can do anything. You, the players, will decide the direction of the rp through the actions of your characters. I will be playing as the Steel Union Army most of the time, maybe playing important characters when the need arises. But once the rp starts, you the players can do anything and go anywhere, within reason, meaning if you wanna fly out of London you have to find a way onto a plane and not just find one in someone's backyard.

On Another Note: I have been known to not participate very long in rps in the past, but I assure you that I will see this one through to the end, as long as interest remains. There is no limit to the amount of characters, I want you guys to go nuts! If you feel this rp can be improved by something or some aspect, let me know.
Actually, I don't think I'm gonna be part of this one. Best of luck to ya!
Alright, I'll get to work on reading this Codex.
Interested.
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