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Byrd, do you still have plans to do something with Maroni?
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lol
You obsessive little girl.
You obsessive little girl.
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Please can I have approval? PLEASE
Why should I approve you this time when you keep abusing your chances as Deadpool? I know he's not the greatest character, but you keeping on posting apps for him and not posting is starting to piss me off
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Hurm...
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I'm moving house, it's hectic, lay off dammit
Anywho, I have a post ready to go for Wade if I get accepted.
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I'm moving house, it's hectic, lay off dammit
Anywho, I have a post ready to go for Wade if I get accepted.
All I hear is empty promises.
Anyways, approved. Go out there and prove me wrong....or right, I like the last one better.
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All I hear is empty promises.
Anyways, approved. Go out there and prove me wrong....or right, I like the last one better.
Thank you.
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Why do you think Dinah's there?
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"One Universe" RPG SEASON III SIGN-UP FORM
Screen Name: Optikal
Character you would like to play: Night Thrasher
Powers: Night Thrasher is a peak physical human, trained in many martial arts. He is also highly intelligent and an accomplished engineer. He has created himself a battle armour with many functions and also creates his own small armament. His light armored suit consisted of Kevlar and titanium nitride micro-mail. The suit is bulletproof and fireproof, also impenetrable by knife blades. It includes camouflage equipment which blended the suit to its surroundings. The goggles of his helmet allow him to see infra-red vision, telescopic vision and magnetic resonance scanning. The helmet also includes a breathing apparatus, a voice scrambler, a radio communications device (allowing him to communicate with his teammates) and a parabolic sound enhancer. In battle he typically employed battle staves.
Brief biography of the character's history:
Night Thrashers Parents were killed in front of his eyes when he was very young. Inheriting their considerable wealth, he set up the Taylor Foundation for the betterment of mankind. Motivated by the death of his parents, he began to train as fighter, using his wealth to buy the best training available. Not remembering the killers face, he saught vengeance through hatred and punishment of all law-breakers. During the day, he ran his "Taylor Foundation", while at night, he trained and began to patrol the streets.
List a few reasons why you have chosen that character:
He's street-level.
He's under-appreciated.
I like night thrashing
What can you bring to this game?: The enthusiasm to be all over this like a monkey on a cupcake.
Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech: Arial, This Colour, Bold
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: with the best intentions, at least once.
Please provide a sample post with original content in the style that you plan to write your character in (must be at least 5 paragraphs long and contain at least 3 line of dialogue):
Hed made it.
Cold rain poured over him, washing his dirty hair into his eyes. He swiped at the strands absently, taken with the sight of the city in front of him. A twinkling line of electricity and life, shimmering against the almost constantly rainy night sky. For a moment, it brought him to a sense of awe that before now only the grandeur of natures own spectacle would have done. Nearly four months it had been since hed last laid eyes on a heart of civilization, weeks and weeks spent in some of the harshest wilderness he had ever traversed, but now he was here a jungle of its own, the city of Gotham.
There had been cities hed passed, highways crossed along the way, but only now did he dare to re-enter a heart of mankinds dealings. It had been the deal hed made with himself when he had left for Alaska -- it was just himself versus the wild, and nothing but unless he survived to Gotham. The villains of the world were becoming ever more ruthless, ever more powerful. He needed to be alone, to hone his mind, test his will and to prepare himself for the battles ahead.
In all honesty, now that he found himself walking along the state highway that led across part of the sound towards the city center, he hadnt expected to ever arrive. Or at least something in his heart had hoped that the forests and mountains would have swallowed him whole, but that would have been too simple, really, and his mind oftentimes had this frustrating ability to trump what his heart wished. He hoped he wouldnt make it, but he knew he could.
And now that he was here, the question that hed been wishing to avoid was ringing in his mind: what now?
It wasnt as if hed never been alone before. After all, most people who went to wander in the parts of Alaska that hed spent his time in were those who wished for the stark solitude of the last American frontier, but this time Well, this time no one else actually knew where he was. He had handed over the reigns of his business to the board of directors, leaving them to run the mill until the time he chose to return. No he had to focus on his other battle, the one fought in the darkness with fist and steel and blood.
He felt the cold stares from people in their cars as they passed him. He was sure that this wasnt normally a foot path to get into the city, and that he must be a sad looking figure in his tattered clothes with an old oil-cloth draped over his back to keep the drenching nights rain at least out of his pack, his head and face a mass of wild overgrown hair and beard, like the mane of a mangy old lion.
Likely to them, another of the countless vagrants that came to raid the dumpsters and sleep in the alleyways of the city, certainly not a much-valoured warrior, and definitely not the man who had once single-handedly taken The Punisher himself to his very limits.
Im sure that theres plenty of real war heroes on the streets normal guys turned into monsters of war, then forgotten about, thrown away to let their demons eat them away in the gutters, he thought, shooting a sharp look at a woman on her cell driving a large, gaudy SUV, whose haughty disregard of him turned to mild fear when their eyes met the lion may be mangy, but hes still nothing to take lightly. She tore her attention away from him and sped on faster than before, even cutting off a couple cars down the road.
Men far better than I ever have been Men who chose to serve their country. Men born, not made, who had lives and hopes and dreams beyond the war and the battlefield.
He kept his pace: steady, slow, meaningful, his body at that place just on the edge of exhaustion, where in his training he could force himself to go on almost indefinitely. He had traveled thusly since he had grabbed the sparest of his gear and belongings and walked into the woods alone and didnt look back. His intention then was chasing his own mortality, to see if fate wanted to have her way with him. But like the other woman in his life, fate had decided to reject him and send him on his way, to try and figure it out for himself. And as he walked on, he felt that perhaps he was to find a new fate here; either that, or he felt it fitting to fade away in the streets with the other forgotten refuse of war.
Once on the other side of the bridge, the man known as the Night Thrasher did what he was best at: he disappeared silently into the shadows of the city.
Do you know how to post pictures on the hype boards?:
Screen Name: Optikal
Character you would like to play: Night Thrasher
Powers: Night Thrasher is a peak physical human, trained in many martial arts. He is also highly intelligent and an accomplished engineer. He has created himself a battle armour with many functions and also creates his own small armament. His light armored suit consisted of Kevlar and titanium nitride micro-mail. The suit is bulletproof and fireproof, also impenetrable by knife blades. It includes camouflage equipment which blended the suit to its surroundings. The goggles of his helmet allow him to see infra-red vision, telescopic vision and magnetic resonance scanning. The helmet also includes a breathing apparatus, a voice scrambler, a radio communications device (allowing him to communicate with his teammates) and a parabolic sound enhancer. In battle he typically employed battle staves.
Brief biography of the character's history:
Night Thrashers Parents were killed in front of his eyes when he was very young. Inheriting their considerable wealth, he set up the Taylor Foundation for the betterment of mankind. Motivated by the death of his parents, he began to train as fighter, using his wealth to buy the best training available. Not remembering the killers face, he saught vengeance through hatred and punishment of all law-breakers. During the day, he ran his "Taylor Foundation", while at night, he trained and began to patrol the streets.
List a few reasons why you have chosen that character:
He's street-level.
He's under-appreciated.
I like night thrashing
What can you bring to this game?: The enthusiasm to be all over this like a monkey on a cupcake.
Color and font you plan on using for your character's speech: Arial, This Colour, Bold
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: with the best intentions, at least once.
Please provide a sample post with original content in the style that you plan to write your character in (must be at least 5 paragraphs long and contain at least 3 line of dialogue):
Hed made it.
Cold rain poured over him, washing his dirty hair into his eyes. He swiped at the strands absently, taken with the sight of the city in front of him. A twinkling line of electricity and life, shimmering against the almost constantly rainy night sky. For a moment, it brought him to a sense of awe that before now only the grandeur of natures own spectacle would have done. Nearly four months it had been since hed last laid eyes on a heart of civilization, weeks and weeks spent in some of the harshest wilderness he had ever traversed, but now he was here a jungle of its own, the city of Gotham.
There had been cities hed passed, highways crossed along the way, but only now did he dare to re-enter a heart of mankinds dealings. It had been the deal hed made with himself when he had left for Alaska -- it was just himself versus the wild, and nothing but unless he survived to Gotham. The villains of the world were becoming ever more ruthless, ever more powerful. He needed to be alone, to hone his mind, test his will and to prepare himself for the battles ahead.
In all honesty, now that he found himself walking along the state highway that led across part of the sound towards the city center, he hadnt expected to ever arrive. Or at least something in his heart had hoped that the forests and mountains would have swallowed him whole, but that would have been too simple, really, and his mind oftentimes had this frustrating ability to trump what his heart wished. He hoped he wouldnt make it, but he knew he could.
And now that he was here, the question that hed been wishing to avoid was ringing in his mind: what now?
It wasnt as if hed never been alone before. After all, most people who went to wander in the parts of Alaska that hed spent his time in were those who wished for the stark solitude of the last American frontier, but this time Well, this time no one else actually knew where he was. He had handed over the reigns of his business to the board of directors, leaving them to run the mill until the time he chose to return. No he had to focus on his other battle, the one fought in the darkness with fist and steel and blood.
He felt the cold stares from people in their cars as they passed him. He was sure that this wasnt normally a foot path to get into the city, and that he must be a sad looking figure in his tattered clothes with an old oil-cloth draped over his back to keep the drenching nights rain at least out of his pack, his head and face a mass of wild overgrown hair and beard, like the mane of a mangy old lion.
Likely to them, another of the countless vagrants that came to raid the dumpsters and sleep in the alleyways of the city, certainly not a much-valoured warrior, and definitely not the man who had once single-handedly taken The Punisher himself to his very limits.
Im sure that theres plenty of real war heroes on the streets normal guys turned into monsters of war, then forgotten about, thrown away to let their demons eat them away in the gutters, he thought, shooting a sharp look at a woman on her cell driving a large, gaudy SUV, whose haughty disregard of him turned to mild fear when their eyes met the lion may be mangy, but hes still nothing to take lightly. She tore her attention away from him and sped on faster than before, even cutting off a couple cars down the road.
Men far better than I ever have been Men who chose to serve their country. Men born, not made, who had lives and hopes and dreams beyond the war and the battlefield.
He kept his pace: steady, slow, meaningful, his body at that place just on the edge of exhaustion, where in his training he could force himself to go on almost indefinitely. He had traveled thusly since he had grabbed the sparest of his gear and belongings and walked into the woods alone and didnt look back. His intention then was chasing his own mortality, to see if fate wanted to have her way with him. But like the other woman in his life, fate had decided to reject him and send him on his way, to try and figure it out for himself. And as he walked on, he felt that perhaps he was to find a new fate here; either that, or he felt it fitting to fade away in the streets with the other forgotten refuse of war.
Once on the other side of the bridge, the man known as the Night Thrasher did what he was best at: he disappeared silently into the shadows of the city.
Do you know how to post pictures on the hype boards?:
Keyser Soze
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Never heard of the guy, but...
APPROVED~!
APPROVED~!
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Good comics like Liefeld drawn Cable? Bendis written overhyped trash like Dark Avengers? 
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And lets not present that pinnacle of comic book masterpiece: Marvel Presents Pride and Prejudice. And no, sadly I am NOT joking.
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nice choice optikal...very nice.
I haven't forgotten about this game yet, I'm still pondering who I'd like to pick up.
I haven't forgotten about this game yet, I'm still pondering who I'd like to pick up.
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Hey guys, just wondered how much you've got planned left for this season. Interested in doing a Captain Marvel (Genis) as a Legionaire story, but I'll hold off if season four is coming up soon. Cheers all (glad to see this RPG still going... I was Iron Man in the beginning 
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Hey guys, just wondered how much you've got planned left for this season. Interested in doing a Captain Marvel (Genis) as a Legionaire story, but I'll hold off if season four is coming up soon. Cheers all (glad to see this RPG still going... I was Iron Man in the beginning
The season, I understand, isn't too far off finishing. However, there is probably enough time to apply for and introduce a character before season's end. I plan on doing that myself in the near future.
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The season, I understand, isn't too far off finishing. However, there is probably enough time to apply for and introduce a character before season's end. I plan on doing that myself in the near future.
Ohhhh, I'm intrigued.
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