WingsOfBronze

..::Ascension::..

I have the less paragraphs i guess,

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nonoonnononno i always edit them and always end up short.

..::Ascension::..

Shanna kept high and afloat, merely as big as a pod in the air as she kind of enjoyed it. She was acting like a child as she playfully swam in the air and completely lost her self-proclaimed 'I Am A Lady' facade. She found the Inn at the east of the Town Square, where people just minded their own business and just walked around.

As Shanna landed in front of the Four Winds, the doors are opened for her and was welcomed with a sight of pleasant and welcoming smiles, she grinned condescendingly. She walked in and found a few people looking at her, she thinks people knew her or heard of her somehow.. however, she ignored them blissfully. She was trying to hide her grin, but still felt proud to herself. She watched a man approach her with a smile, she didn't recognize it was flirtatious and simply ignored it.

"Oh yes, I would stay for the night." Shanna's eyes was half-lidded and her hands are on her hips. "To be served like this, oh it was a delight.." She said lowly and mostly to herself, with a meaningful grin attached to her face. Oh yes, alright, she saw outside it was mostly afternoon. Evening will fall soon. She'll just leave her stuff here and brawl in the tavern and place bets. Of course, if the fight is magic, but maybe not because she didn't want to break something and pay for it.

@Rai

Magic RP (Open to new players)

@Aristocles

"Yes, thank you Ophion for the hospitality. At least when Fasuto demanded a job you should give him one, he once said he's adventurous as the wind, nobody will stop him from demanding a job from you, really. And you can't convince him to not repay your kindness. He's silly, but that's why I like him."Ennave grinned at the thought as she sipped on her tea, but it stung her so she gave it some blows.

..::Ascension::..

Shanna smirked proudly."Ohoho! Darkness, is it not? It might be some creatures, whom hearts are left to rot. They lurk in the shadows, bandits and other culprits. Makes me laugh to see such dirty misfits." But then, thieves can't deal this much of damage, leaving soldiers dying and battered. She sighed at this thought then frowned slightly, her eyes scanned the room to see many soldiers bleeding and crying in pain. Certainly not some bandits."However, what I think might be far away. Because mere thugs cannot bring soldiers into harm's way. So this attack might be bigger than I thought... the closer this 'darkness' more damage it brought." She floated and peeked onto the bed, her chin resting at the bed frame.

Shanna faced Luna once more and gave her one simple smile." The thought it gave unsettles me, but there are still views and landmarks I wanted to see. Bye for now, Luna!" Shanna gave her a wave as she slowly left the temple. To the wooden stairs she arrived slowly made her way down the moss still make her think of if they help support the wooden stairs. She arrived at the second floor and into the main street, and as she expected, it was crowded. The place amazes her as always- there are trees inside a humongous tree! She started walking but can't afford to be accidentally kicked, so she floated and started air walking into the Inn of Four Winds. However, she can hear some gimmick happening under the floor. She ignored it anyways, might be some normal events happening.

@Rai

Mutant Dystopia ( Lead your own Squad RP)

Okaaaay count me in!

..::Ascension::..

@FallenTrinity

I feel you.

Dun worry.

Just get the ax slowly. Raise it over your head... then swing down like a beast you are.

Petrichor

@Marshall

holy shit xD that's right.

how about some mechanism that switches gun modes?

Petrichor

Making it an abomination.. dude idk. So what if i lessen the chainlinks from chest, shoulders, waist to knee.

Magic RP (Open to new players)

@Aristocles

There's no response but some snoring heard from the door. Fasuto's sleeping.

Petrichor

Pan Y Vino

About 5'4" in height, and has a muscular build. Effective on both mid-range to long-range combat. Only uses his revolvers for close-range combat and back-ups. Brown hair and black eyes. He keeps his guns loaded and the prepared ammo just behind his suit.

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NAME

CUFFIE PAN Y VINO

RACE

HUMAN

AGE

31

CLASS

GUNSLINGER/GUNSHUFFLER
-Uses normal ammunition made of iron or lead.
-Trained to draw quick and has fast reaction time.

EQUIPMENT

GOLD LUX, BLACK ROSE, ROLLING STONE, SHUFFLER, OUTLAW

BACKSTORY

From where he got his weapons is from the dwarves and their great gunsmithing. He was born and left to an orphanage at a dwarf capital, raised by a famous gunsmith in capital as he was adopted by this bearded smith at the age of nine. Luck, he said.
Every child from the orphanage envied him and was obviously jealous. To the weakest child to the strongest delinquent. Now, his father, Gasha'al, has friend who was a gunner himself, though he only uses revolvers and a hunting rifle. This soldier came from an elite platoon. Luck, he said.

Discovering Cuffies admiration to guns, the soldier, Onrac asked himself, "Why not teach him?". Before he taught Cuffie, he found out that the boy is peeping at the training grounds and watches the soldiers to train themselves under certain instructors.

Cuffie knew how to shoot a gun, but hasn't tried it yet. At the age of 9, recoil is still too much, he used the weakest revolver. At an open ground, outside the city, Onrac painted a tree with a white circle with two black circles inside and a red solid-fill circle in the middle. Aim and fire, he said.

It was not easy. How your hands unconditionably move, shake, and falter. How you try to hit the bull's eye. Practice is all what it takes.

Cuffie turned 17, and his old man is getting.. older. Onrac died a year ago so the training was up for Cuffie to continue. Gasha'al made the weapons for Cuffie himself for his upcoming birthday and he promised to buy this back by working for him.

Soon, Cuffie turned 18 and he listed himself as a marksman for military. He was accepted and continued to work. Cuffie turned 27, and something tragic happened.

Cuffie came home before dinner, two gunshots rung inside the house and some crashes followed after. He barged in and found the table turned and plates on million pieces along with their food. On top of his father was a man in robes, holding a knife with blood on it. The man was masked and as Cuffie saw him, he charged furiously, his hand curled to a fist. He gave the man's face a blow and they fought for the knife. A few moments later, several large footsteps was heard approaching the door, the man gave Cuffie a shove along with the knife.

The masked man jumped on the window before the guards crashed on the door. Cuffie was left there with the bloodied knife on hand, leaving him the suspect for his father's death. Every good luck also have bad luck, he said.

Everybody knows the father-son relationship of the two, sticky as superglue. Turns out Cuffie figured his father's enemy smith hired the killer and disguised as his father's close friend. Bastard.

Cuffie run away along with some money, food, his guns. There is no future left for him there but jail. So he avoids dwarves and the city anymore, knowing he'll be sent behind the bars.

Gun and Armor

Gold Lux (He wields two) (Strapped at his waist.)


Black Rose (Strapped at the back of his right shoulder)


Rolling Stone (Strapped at the back of his left shoulder)


Shuffler (Slung on his back(right))


Outlaw (Slung on his back(left))


Armor under his suit, the chain links and the suit is separated. Though, he can keep the suit's button's open or closed, exposing the chains. Chain link covers up from neck to foot.

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