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Hi new to SHH! but not to RPG's, anyway, Thought I'd throw this together.
Character I'm creating: Robert Deacon
Alias: Chance
Speech Color (Actually say what you're using, don't go "Like this", or what not): Red
Character Alignment: Hero/Villain/Walking the Line: Walking the Line
Identity: Secret/Known: Secret
Character Personality (Give information on how your character acts, what he/she believes in, how they handle situations): He views the world as a dark place and feels he needs to be just as dark to fight it. Kindof like Rorschach but more of a smart-ass and more torturous.
Uniform/costume: Pale skinned, flaming red eyes, and slicked white hair, and a black Armani suit which is nearly always accompanied by a black and silver cane.
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Origin Info/Details:
In 1801, The Deacon family has a son. Their first born son, his name is Robert Deacon.
1826, Robert Deacon is accepted into the queens royal guard.
1827, A spike of attacks in a small english village leads the royal guard to investigate. Corpses piled high, with puncture wounds in their neck, drained completely of their blood.
1829, Robert Deacon single handily destroys a fleet of the vampiric creatures only to be stabbed in the throat by another vampire which caught him by surprise.
1840, After years of hiding, Robert Deacon comes out. Committing a string of murders against those who he finds corrupt. Including too, but not limited to murderers, rapists, kidnappers etc.
1860, Robert Deacon is stabbed in the heart with a wooden stake by one of Queen's men. Successfully killing him.
1940's, At the heat of World War 2, a man is seen killing thousands of nazi's with nothing but his bare hands and a bayonet.
Present day, A silent protector stalks the streets...
Hero Type (Select one):
Supernatural (Divine agents, Vampires, werewolves, Cosmic deities)
Power Level (Select one below):
2. City Level (Ex. Spider-Man, Cyclops)
Powers (Be Specific): Above human speed, reflexes and strength. Plus the ability to create magic playing cards.
Attributes (Select one at each category):
Strength Level: 20
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: 60
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: 2
Agility: 10X
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Trained/
Resources: Average
NOTE: Even if all attributes chosen are Normal human when Super-Genius, Mastered, and Extreme are chosen for the final three attributes, this player is a level 3 or 4 character, such as Batman.
Weaknesses (If your stats chosen are deemed powerful enough by a Game Master with no weakness, the character will fall under rules of Level 3 and 4 characters. Even with a weakness, a Game Master may rule it as a Level 3 or 4 character): Wooden Stakes and Holy Objects.
Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?): Drug dealer nick named Light.
List a few reasons why you've created that character: I liked the anime Hellsing and wanted to do something with Vampires.
What can you bring to the RPG?: Unique twists.
Do you know how to post pictures on the hype boards?: Yes
Sample Post (Minimum Four paragraphs containing dialogue):
"Chance, I'm in a real jam at the coffee shop. I can't pull this one off without some help."
"Well, sucks to be you! Ha, just kidding" He replied with a smile, his cajun accent ever present as he smarted off to the secret agent. "I'll be dhere in a moments notice".
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A little smirk crept up his pale white face as he entered into the coffee shop. His hair turned snow white and his eyes scarlet as his joy grew.
"Hehehe, we got him now!" said a goon with a M-16 pointed at the head of Light Starks, obviously not noting Chance's entrance. "Now, this won't h--Ukk!" His sentence was cut off as a single playing card that was thrown by Chance entered into his throat and cut off his vocal cords. The card boomeranged back into the dark gambler's hands however not before it cut into the heads of other oncoming assassins.
Flicking the bloodied card to the ground, he flipped over the oncoming fire. As he landed infront of Light and the others, he crouched down and grabbed the sub machine gun off the assailants corpse, slowly picking off the remaining ones.
RATTA TATTA TAT!!
The room was full of corpses, and it was in part thanks to the Ace of Spades with only a deck of cards and a gun barely full of ammo.
Turning around to Light, he smirked once more.
"Show-off" Light said rolling his eyes. "Atleast it's over" Light continued.
"It's never over, Mon Ami" He replied...
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