Xenonia

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George Melons - Nox

George Melons attempted to size up his opponent, a very difficult feat considering his complete lack of lucidity at the moment. His brains might as well have been made of gazpacho, for all his critical thinking was capable of. "Kuh-sheet? No no, you're definitely a Tajaran. Gross space furries? Like to get it on in the dorms when they think nobody's watching? Always refer to themselves in the third person like dumbass space Arabs?" he chuckled. Clearly, this 'kuh-sheet' was in some kind of character. George Melons hated role-play.

"And, in regards to combat prowess... DISARMING STRIKE!" and with the hyperzine-assisted speed of several blue hedgehogs, brought his foot up to embed itself deep in the loins of his cat-like opponent. he could hear an interesting squishing noise as his shoes entered an area previously undiscovered. "HAHA! I AM THE MOST ROBUST!"

The Island [More Worldbuilding than Nation]

Definitely interested.

Planet Xaine: Planet Colonization RP

I would like to play as a cult. The Forgotten Dawn, who believe that this planet is where god is from! They'll probably live dead center in the left continent.

Cities of Bronze (classical RNP)

Name of Nation: Dontropolis
Capital City: Dontropolis
Population: 100,000
Government Style: Merchant Council
Primary Religion: Descendants of the First Being
Map Location: just put it wherever the tallest mountain is.
History: The great city-state of Dontropolis was founded the way most great city states are founded, on the back of agriculture. However, one primary difference is what agriculture they used: Where many grew wheat, or rice, or other such grains, the enterprising agrarians of Dontropolis began with mushrooms. Psychoactive mushrooms, to be exact. This lead to an extravagance in all things, magnificent spires for architecture, fashion emblazened with dazzling jewels and painted with mushrooms dyes, cuisine... Oh, the cuisine! However, when a few able-minded citizens became sober enough, they came up with an even more brilliant plan for their soon to be flourishing city: Sell the fantastical pleasure mushrooms they had been farming to foreigners, receiving USABLE foodstuffs in return. With an excessive tax for the brilliant council, of course.

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George Melons - Nox

George Melons popped out from his little hidey-hole, foaming at the mouth. The Med-X had not interacted well with the Mindbreaker Toxin, and the trip was going south. An amiable looking negro approached, and said something about meat wagons... Meat sounded good right now, sure.

"My apologies, gentle magic black man, I haven't time for your wagons of meat! I'm on the run from the 'Star Fleet', and right now that involves laying low on a backwoods piece of shit world like this one, and stealing someone's identity! Any of you lacking a paper trail?" George Melons produced a sharpened trowel from the back of his pants, and held it up menacingly. "I swear to fucking god, give me your driver's license or I'll cut you six ways to Saturday!" he was trembling now. The three bystanders in front of him had begun metamorphosing into half-Predator, half-Gorilla creatures, and that wasn't something he wanted to be involved with. "Now hand over your valuables, all of you. Start with the jewels, then move on to drinks, then drugs... Actually, drugs first. Then jewels, then drinks... No no. Drugs, drinks, jewels. Yeah. FINAL OFFER!" the trowel was now dangerously close to Shivani's throat region. "You got any drugs, you Tajaran FUCK? Huh? Long way from Adoh'mai, aren't we? GIVE ME THE FUCKING DRUGS!"

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It's in this thread, not sign ups.

Also, using flash bangs in a bar fight is fair, considering chances are your opponent is likely either a changeling who can paralyze you and eat your DNA or a traitorous bastard with a brick of c4 that has your name on it.

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- Name: (Doctor) George Melons
- Age: 35
- Gender: Male
- Appearance:
- Canon, AU, or OC?: Canon
- Universe of Origin: Space Station 13
- Personality: George Melons is a dangerous psychopath with no regard for human life. He does things because they amuse him, and only because they amuse him, and for no other reason. He would likely starve if he didn't find food so interesting. He takes joy not in chaos, but in the aftermath of chaos, the utter waste that is left after everything has gone to hell. This doesn't necessarily make him evil, per se, but it certainly makes him a threat.
- Abilities/Weapons: George Melons is a capable chemist, bombmaker, and pathologist. While practically useless combat wise, he is known for his ability to cook up mixtures of chemicals from nearly nothing.

In his collection of knowledge is one cocktail he is particularly fond of: The Melons Virus (Patent Pending). This particular monstrosity is a mix of several of the multiverse's most disturbing maladies, including G.B.S., The Blood Plague, Rakghoul Virus, The Crossed Strain, T-Virus, Hate Plague, Gyo Virus, and Tritonian Hypermalaria. It has been used once, and is now banned in nearly every known reality as a crime against humanity. He no longer has any samples. But given the right materials...
- Backstory: George Melons (full name only, never abbreviates it to George) was once nothing more than a spoiled brat with far too much free time. Born on Neckbeard Fortress Rho, George Melons spent most of his early life tormenting his father's employees: Shooting clowns out of airlocks, slipping janitors into incinerators, framing young assistants for murders they didn't commit... It was all fun and games, until one day he stumbled upon the abandoned science wing. There he found an abandoned chemistry lab, a plasma research center, a telescience chamber, and best of all, a virology lab. He immediately set to work learning all he could about the various sciences to assist in his mischief. And from then on, George Melons was a name to be feared.
- Faction: Factionless, for now

Massive Multiversal Crossover: Interest Check and Signups

@Nobiscum Deus
I'm your PROM DATE, you ugly sack of SHIT!

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Editing my post then.

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I mean, not to have them at odds with each other, just to... Be in one place.