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All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

I know I posted only once, a longgg long time ago, but I'd like to continue where I left off if that's okay.

Blood Debt: Medieval/Fantasy Vengeance

Sorry for the delay. I'll have something by Monday for sure.

Blood Debt: Medieval/Fantasy Vengeance

Great stuff so far guys. I'll have something up before Saturday.

The Sons of Sievari [High Casual | Fantasy]

Nice! Enjoy your time off. I have an idea set for my dverger, but may opt to go a different route once I see all of the available races.

Blood Debt: Medieval/Fantasy Vengeance

Nice. Can't wait to get this underway. Also, just a heads up. I changed the appearance image of Tohi (still a Truth Shield Tortisan). I found a much better representation of him that fits more with Borzgo's character. Some edits that I made to his character are underlined here:

Tohi

At nearly five feet tall, Tohi considers himself to be the finest specimen of war tortoisans. Much like Borzgo, he is at the prime stage of his life span. The jagged carapaces overgrowing his backside, and the bone platings that protect his chest and joints keep him well guarded. As a defense mechanism, Tohi can curl inside his shell and extend some of its outer platings into spike-like protrusions. What his natural plates of armor don't cover are swathed in a callous-like hide, functioning as a protective layer against the environments.He wears a light blue cleric's battle robe that comes with bronze metaled shoulder pads and knee guards. The azure gemstone fastened around his neck is supposedly a symbolic heirloom from the Truth Shield dynasty.

also in his equipment... Tohi's Personal Equipment:

• Weapons: A Retractable Spear, an Elder Truth Shield, an Elder Truth Mace, Small Daggers (usually kept inside his shell), and a Crossbow.
• Traveler's Journal: Full compendium of Borzgo and Tohi's adventures. Included are lists of acquaintances, friends, and enemies.
• Fishing Equipment
• Traveling Pack
• Cooking Utensils/Ingredients/Recipes

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

The Master of Kung Fu Shang-Chi The Immortal Iron Fist!

PART 1: NO SHIRT? NO LOVE! August 5th, 2013 10:00 PM Unlimited MMA Ring Center, NY

Like every other first saturday of each month, the newly renovated fight gym became an open house arena. Sanctioned fight cards were filled to the brim with local talent, putting butts in seats for 40 a piece, and tonight was a full house. This was Shang's money maker, the place he went to punch in his timecard. What better way for the Master of Kung Fu to earn his keep than through Mixed Martial Arts prizefighting!

***

Matthew "Tha Wreckah" O'Donnell was beating the living daylights out of Shang-Chi. Thirty seconds into the first round, Tha Wreckah made his professional debut sing with a flying knee to the face. The execution of the move was satisfactory, Shang-Chi thought, disregarding how exposed O'Donnell's guard was, how imbalanced and squared up the shot left him afterwards. It didn't matter. Shang followed the script as intended. He measured the distance of Matthew's trajectory and course corrected his own position by milimeters, back stepping just enough to make it look like the hit had landed. Shang let his acting skills do the rest. The crowd erupted. "OH! FLYING KNEE KYLE!! HE LANDED A FLYING KNEE!" One commentator croaked. "Did you see how Shang's head flew back from the hit, John? Man! THAT. HAS. GOT. TO. HURT!" It did hurt, Kyle, but my pride will manage. The rent needs to get paid after all. Shang-Chi let out an outward sigh, careful not to look so visibly disappointed. O'Donnell pressed forward, pinning Shang against the caged wall of the octagonal ring. He didn't need to see the moves telegraphed, he could feel them coming. It was like watching your favorite movie for the 1,000th time, only now you're viewing it with an entirely new audience that's never seen it before. You know which scene is coming next, but you stifle your excitement and act just as surprised as everyone else. "Left hook overhead from O'Donnell lands!" Shouldn't have caught that looping hook with my guard so easily. Now I have to jerk my head around and pretend like the impact rattled me. Should I make a grimacing face? I feel like I should make a grimacing face. No, don't overdo it. "Wow! Nice follow up left hook to the body!" It was decent. I mean, he could've stepped into it more to torque the shot. Had to let him land that one on me anyways - no other way to really make it more convincing. Just hope I didn't break his hand. Oh I see the right coming! I should make it look like he split my guard. I'll weave my head off to the side right when he fully extends...now! "Straight right hand lands for O'Donnell! Shang's head flies back again! Man, Tha Wrecka just can't miss tonight! He is landing everything!" "That's right, John! That right hand split through Shang's guard like butter! Shang's going to have to pivot off of the cage and fight from the ce-" Good idea. Simple sidestep - mid stride...nothing too fast, got to make it look like I'm still recovering from that right hand... Matthew bounces off of the cage, turning to face his opponent with a confident grin. Shang reads Matthew's body shift and nods approvingly to himself with the next set of moves he plans on dishing out. The crowd is standing on their feet now. They're gonna love this one. "Holy Wakanda on Ice Skates! O'Donnell just knocked out Shang-Chi with a spinning back fist and superman punch!" "Matthew "Tha Wrecka" O'Donnell welcome to the fight game!" "MAMA MIA!!!!!" Shang-Chi lays on the sweaty foam mat of the ring and closes his eyes for what felt like the first time in days. The roaring cheers of the crowd are dulled by the intense heavy metal soundtrack blaring through the portable amps. The ring doctors will come in any second now and flash their bright pen lights into my eyes... "Wake up, Mr. Shang. Wake up!" Just let me sleep... "How many fingers do you see, Mr. Shang?" You are about to see my favorite one if you don't back off! "I'm f-fine..I'm fine." Shang uttered, rolling onto his stomach and curling up into a ball. "Just let me rest for a moment." Get up you coward! You can take this fool! Use my chi and end this! That's not how this works. Do enlighten me! I stay down so the greasy man in the far corner of the room pays me double my original contract. The local prospect gains marketability by knocking me out with style, and I don't have to light candles in my apartment for the next three months. You...wanted to lose? What I want has nothing to do with it. If it did, you and I wouldn't even be having this discussion. Or ANY discussion or that matter. To call one such as you pathetic is an understatement. You are a failure beyond belief! Then what does that make you, exactly? A complete and utter disgrace of the gods. To be forced to endure such cowardice is a twisted hell onto itself, even for me! Perhaps this is divine punishment finally catching up to me after all these millennia... After what you did to Danny, to hear that you are suffering is... euphoric. Again, with this? Bah! Haven't you lear- Shut up. Shang slowly got up to his feet. The crowd applauds to his good health. Matthew "Tha Wrecka" O'Donnell rushes over and hugs him respectfully. The two are seperated by the referee as the ring announcer makes the call. "THE WINNER BY WAY OF KO, MATTHEW "THA WRECKA" OOOO'DOOONNEEELLLL!!!" Shang puts on his best sad face for the crowd. The referee raises Matthew's left hand. He grimaces in pain and nurses his wrist soon after. Shang grins. The two fighters look at each other. "Man, you're built like stone bro! Think I broke my hand." Matthew frowned, forcing a smile from the jolts of pain. What a stupid mortal! Shang-Chi is not the stone fist! He is the immortal IR- "Shut up!" Shang yelled abruptly. For a moment the air was tense, and awkward, but the reaction was taken as a sign of poor sportsmanship, so Matthew just shrugged it off. The heavy metal music intensified, cueing the announcer to set up the next fight card. Shang-Chi was escorted off the ring and greeted with boos from the crowd. Look! They adore you! The Legendary Iron Fist is loved by all! Shou-Lao the Undying chortles. Shang said nothing. He trudged over to the far corner of the room where the greasy man said he'd be. He wasn't there. Uh oh... Shang-Chi looked around but the man was nowhere in sight. He surveyed the environment for the man's lackadaisical chi signature until he found remnants of it seeping away through the front entrance. "Uh-oh indeed." He clenched his teeth and bolted out the double-doors. Shang followed the energy trail down a couple of blocks until he arrived in front of a nightclub. "Flint, you stupid, stupid man." Shang stepped forward, but a large bouncer stopped him in his tracks. "No shirt, no love." The bouncer said sternly. In the midst of his sudden fury, Shang forgot that he was still in his black fight trunks and nothing more. The crowd lining up to get inside the club began cheering, and whistling, and yelling things, instigating for an altercation to happen. Cell phones were out and recording the scene. SLAY THEM ALL! UNLEASH THE FURY OF SHOU-LAO THE UNDYING! WHIRLWIND KICK THEM INTO THE UNDERWORLD SO THAT I MAY FEAST ON THEIR SOULS! GI- "Shut the hell up you annoying son of a bitch!" Shang thought he was thinking those words, but he wasn't. The bouncer glared. Whoops. Two more equally huge men stood behind him, all three now charging forward to grab Shang. "Great.."

END OF PART 1!

Blood Debt: Medieval/Fantasy Vengeance

I'll actually let it pass. The characters aren't the typical type, and I'm inclined to give it a shot.

@HeySeuss

Awesome. Thanks for letting them in on the action.

All-Star Marvel: Audax Mundus Novus - Season 1 (Completed)

So in total OOC style, who else is looking forward to the Netflix Daredevil series in April?

@Nightraider

I'm pretty excited for it. I have a feeling Vincent D'Onofrio as Kingpin will end up being my favorite marvel villains.

I got Netflix purely in anticipation for the Daredevil show. It's also pretty good, and I'm watching Prison Break and re-watching Heroes in the meantime.

@Eru Iluvatar

You should check out House of Cards while you're at it. They're releasing season 3 this month I think. Kinda funny. I was thinking about rolling with Karnak after I scrapped my original idea for something else. My fandom for Shang Chi endured. Speaking of which, I should have a post by the end of the week.

Blood Debt: Medieval/Fantasy Vengeance

Name: Borzgo & Tohi Age: 25/90 Gender: Both Male Species: Borzgo is recognized as a Guar'khan'i, a high caste of bearmen in the social hierarchy of animal races. Tohi claims his tribe of war tortoisans, the Trusted Shield, are unrecognized dignitaries of the manbeastial food chain. In truth, the Trusted Shield's genealogy is not well documented - some even theorize that they are an off shoot of the more densely populated Lizard clans of the east.

Physical Description:

Borzgo

The prime Guar'khan'i is a sight to behold. Borzgo towers at nearly 8ft tall when standing on his hind legs, and a little over 5ft when moving on all fours. His matted fur is colored in light oaky tones, frilled with dark ends that cover the entire musculature of his bulky frame. If skinned, a tapestry of healed wounds blanket his naked hide like an overused sword training dummy - some run deep enough to alter the growth patterns of his fur. The irk steel of his heavy armor does well to conceal such unsightly blemishes, and durable enough to prevent new ones. His armor's dark gun metal shine has etchings of master craftsmanship. The Sun spirit, Kumastafaro, is displayed through a series of intricate patterns finely smithed on every piece of armor.

Tohi

At nearly five feet tall, Tohi considers himself to be the finest specimen of war tortoisans. Much like Borzgo, he is at the prime stage of his life span. The jagged carapaces overgrowing his backside, and the bone platings that protect his chest and joints keep him well guarded. As a defense mechanism, Tohi can curl inside his shell and extend some of its outer platings into spike-like protrusions What his natural plates of armor don't cover are swathed in a callous-like hide, functioning as a protective layer against the environments. He wears a light blue cleric's battle robe that comes with bronze metaled shoulder pads and knee guards. The azure gemstone fastened around his neck is supposedly a symbolic heirloom from the Truth Shield dynasty.

Skillset:

Though both were natural survivalists in the wild, Brand of the Nightwood accelerated their instinctual gifts to hunt and track using their unique genetic traits as guar'khan'i (acute sense of smell and hearing) and tortoisan (patience and swimming/diving underwater). Brand was the one who put weapons in their hands, trained them to fight in close quarters and learn how to fight as one.

Borzgo:

• Smithing: Time and resources permitted, Borzgo's craftsmanship is that of a seasoned smith. Despite his large paws, the bearman can etch fine intricacies with a consistent touch. His specialty lies more in repair - especially armor.
• Tradesman: More self-proclaimed than referred to as, Borzgo's wares accommodate farmers, shopkeepers and soldiers alike. His inventory is kept stowed on board his traveling caravan. It is carefully monitored - especially from the likes of Tohi.
• Springing Traps: Where Tohi is known to make traps, Borzgo is well accustomed to springing them. This skill is often sought after in manbeastial communities that are constantly being hunted.

Tohi:

• Fisherman: One thing Borzgo will admit is that Tohi is indeed a master fisherman. The rarest of games are never out of his reach. Tohi prefers to spearfish, but he is also well-versed in netting, and poles with lures. A hefty bag of coin is almost always guaranteed when he sells his rarer efforts at the local market.
• Trap setting: Primarily for hunting animals that roam land, air or sea - there is no terrain that can get past Tohi's creative ways for trapping things. Tohi and Borzgo often brainstorm creative methods to innovate traps, especially non-lethal ones, but it is almost always the tortoisan's ideas that stick the most.
• Gift of Gab: Though tortoisan's are stereotyped as slow-witted, Tohi is anything but. While Borzgo is the tradesman, it goes without saying that Tohi is usually the one that negotiates the deals to perfection. While verbosity tickles his carapaces, he knows when to keep things simple - reading and understanding people is a favorite past time of his. Tohi also has a great story telling voice, and is always favored in taverns and caravan stops to share his most riveting tales.
• Cook: Specializes in seafood and herbivore-esque dishes. Is a spice maniac and has been known to drive away customers because of this.

History:

The path was originally set for Borzgo and Tohi to collide in brutal combat. Pitted as arena fighters for a ramshackled profiteer, they were trained, no, forced to be killers of sport and entertainment. The cage masters did their best to try and strip whatever dignity they could, but the two were too stubborn to let these humans revert them back to baser wildlings. In between travels and contests, the two separately educated themselves with the ever-changing world around them. Out of the traveling zoo, they were the only ones among the brutes and beasts that cared for discussion. Therefore, whenever their cages were paired next to each other, the two did best to converse as much as possible. They taught one another common tongue and their native language, and always tried to outdo each other with grand tales of their ancestors. In those precious few moments they forgot that they were imprisoned, forced to play a part in a world that wanted to see them murder each other for amusement. One late winter night in Bosyfrd changed all of that. The two manbeasts were scheduled to duel in a bordertown in Vendland the following day. Ominous as the hour was, the two continued to talk as they normally did. Perhaps they came to terms with their fate, deciding to make best of what little time they had left. A cage master slammed his cudgel against Tohi's cage, cursing for their silence. Borzgo growled, grabbing the attention of the other cage masters. Their foul breath wreaked of honey wine, and their eyes demanded violence. Cudgels banged both of their cages, then quiet chaos erupted. Stifled groans of men choking on their own blood was dulled by the icy winds. Before they knew it their cages were unlocked. Borzgo and Tohi immediately broke free. The man that stood before them was none other than Brand of the Nightwood, the one they would owe everything to in the years to come. Borzgo and Tohi fled into the night with their liberator. Their upbringing wass no less different than the many orphans Brand raised. Never once did they feel manipulated, or coerced to adopt some cultish lifestyle. How cruel must a world be for a selfless man to be deemed an oddity for wanting to help someone other than himself? Cruel indeed, for its menace would strike even the most noblest of hearts. When word reached them of Brand's death, the two were grief-stricken for not being there in his time of need. In that moment, the world travelers traded in their jollies and unsheathed vengeful hearts, vowing justice for the only man they ever respected - the one they called their father. Brand of the Nightwood would be avenged, so swears the noble tongues of Borzgo and Tohi. Psychological Profile:

Borzgo and Tohi perceive the world as their play place. They are ruled only by their ambition, for kings and lords whom do not share their blood are mere statues of law and nothing more. Borzgo is insightful, mild-mannered and very easy going. He understands his identity, the power behind it, and does all he can to reassure everyone around him that he is not some feral beast. Tohi on the other hand could care less about any man's prejudices. He treads proudly along the enriched path toward success, coveting his friendship with Borzgo while living life without restraint. Though the two have a tendency of exercising their freedoms carelessly, their training, life experiences, and tactfulness keeps them from getting put behind bars, again. For the most part.

Equipment:

• Caravan: From a distance, its scale may seem normal, but this handcrafted cart is in fact large enough to accomodate space for both Borzgo and Tohi. The double doors are wide enough for Borzgo to enter on his hind legs. The cart itself can collapse or break out into several different pieces, perfect for when the two set up shop at towns or festivals. The smith occupies most of the rear space where Borzgo's personal quarters are located. The mini fish market section is well insulated and can disconnect from the caravan as an eatery. The amount of weight this caravan has can only be pulled by a pair of Mountain Ox.

Borzgo's Personal Equipment:

• Weapons: Longaxe, Claymore, and Broadsword.
• Smithing Tools & Various Ores/Metals
• Kumastafaro Heavy Armor
• Caravan Repair Tools & Accessories
• Travel Pack
• Map & Compass

Tohi's Personal Equipment:

• Weapons: A Retractable Spear, an Elder Truth Shield, an Elder Truth Mace, Small Daggers (usually kept inside his shell), and a Crossbow.
• Traveler's Journal: Full compendium of Borzgo and Tohi's adventures. Included are lists of acquaintances, friends, and enemies.
• Fishing Equipment
• Traveling Pack
• Cooking Utensils/Ingredients/Recipes

Blood Debt: Medieval/Fantasy Vengeance

Well, I'm just going to complete the cs anyway and post it. If it gets denied, at least I'll have some fantasy characters in my roster on standby.