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Post by Darko on Aug 29, 2014 22:48:00 GMT
EDIT: Before I actually post somewhere, where the hell should I post it? Sci-fi, modern, play pen? This is a modern/near future game right? Modern, probably.
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Judge Death
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Mandalorian warrior
I am your Death!
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Post by Judge Death on Aug 29, 2014 23:41:50 GMT
Race: Vampire Economic status: Lower 5 Willpower, +5 Toughness Extra experience: Combat Veteran +5 WS, Gym Fanatic +5 Toughness Name: Anton Wolf Age: 359 Appearance: Bio: Born in the growing industrial power of Germany Anton did not have the joy of being born into a Rich family not even one that could bring in a steady income, his father died after being crushed by heavy machinery, his mother a prostitute and his twelve other brothers and sisters trying to survive on Berlin's city streets. When Anton was 18 he joined the army to get off the streets but nothing really changed, people talking down to him only one set of cloths but the brighter side was food and a bed which he loved. He stayed in the service for another 20 years until one day he was sent to Samoa to help train local forces but that was where it all change, one evening while on a patrol around the perimeter he came across a local attacking a young soldier and in response opened fire but his weapon had no effect on him, the man charged forward and bite into Anton's shoulder but the local paid for it with a bayonet to the heart killing him. After they attack Anton was returned to Germany with a medal for service but as something new a Vampire. He stalked the night in Berlin's streets feeding on criminals and the homeless but was hunted by many forcing him to leave Berlin and into the country side. When the First and Second World war came into play Anton followed his country in combat but on his own, taking the Uniforms from dead German troops and warring with Allied forces at night claiming many kills and spoils of war. After every war he fought in Anton grew a heavy heart thinking about the people he had killed and the pleasure he felt in doing so from then on he hunted his evil: mortal or otherwise and so he has for all this time. WS:42 BS:39 S:35 T:48 Ag:40 Int:40 Per:28 WP:38 Fel:30 Wounds: 14
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Post by Lord Harrab on Aug 29, 2014 23:56:35 GMT
heh, Anton wolf.... the vampire.
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Post by halonachos on Aug 30, 2014 0:22:29 GMT
Okay I've quickly written this up before tomorrow comes. Nachos, I wasn't sure if you already added the Vamp modifiers to my stats, so I just added it to em, but if you already had please do say and I'll take em back. Yes, I had already included your vampire modifiers so your other two experience choices were the only ones that were needed.
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Post by The Kaiser on Aug 30, 2014 6:54:42 GMT
Alrighty edited
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Judge Death
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Mandalorian warrior
I am your Death!
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Post by Judge Death on Aug 30, 2014 9:51:49 GMT
heh, Anton wolf.... the vampire. My brother choose it, I just went with it.
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Post by halonachos on Aug 30, 2014 20:14:56 GMT
Okay, first post is up. Short and sweet just like how I like it.
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Post by Warork on Aug 30, 2014 23:35:27 GMT
Alex Thorne Gender: Male Age: about 170 years old Race: Werewolf: +5 Strength, +5 Toughness Economic Status: Lower, +5 Toughness, +5 Willpower, -5 Fellowship, -5 Intelligence Extra Experience: Combat Veteran, +5 WS Gym Fanatic, +5 Strength Stats: WS: 45 BS: 36 S: 46 T: 44 Ag: 35 Int: 29 WP: 45 Fel: 36 Bio: The man known as Alex Thorne was born Aleski Torinov to Eastern Ukranian parents in the year 1960. His father was ethnically Russian by his mother was mainly Chechen. His father was part of the Communist party during the Soviet regime and had fought in World War II before returning home to start a family. The one thing he taught Alex more than any other lesson was that his country had provided everything for his family to live and so he owed his service to his country in whatever way he thought best. With this in mind, when he turned nineteen he enlisted in the army and was soon trained and sent to Afghanistan to participate in the Soviet invasion there. He grew up very fast there, having to learn hard truths and lessons about life while he and his comrades fought a relentless foe. There in the deserts and mountains of Afghanistan he was transformed after years of being rotated to and from the front from a bright faced and eager pawn of the party to another cynical and jaded cog in a horrible meat processor that was the Afghan-Russian war. While he was on deployment his father was imprisoned for his criticism of the ruling party and the war in general and Alex never saw him again. His mother went into a depression she never recovered from and died about a decade later. Unfortunately for Alex he had brought home with him more than just bloody memories. Somewhere in the chaotic battles his unit had fought against insurgents he was attacked and nearly killed by a savage beast; a werewolf, a beast of legend and myth that would not be recognized for decades to come. So Alex returned home, both scarred and cursed. In the next few years his family either died or lost contact with him and he drifted fairly aimlessly until he was re-employed by the new Federal government in the late nineties to help special army units fight in Chechnya because of his heritage. After this period, Alex swore to himself that he would never again fight in another war. He was content with his wanderings until the supernatural wars that popped up years later and despite his efforts to the contrary, he was involved in more than a few violent incidents during those battles. It was sometime between these wars that Alex moved to the US and legally changed his name in order to sound more native. The supernatural wars continued, however, and eventually a combination of frustration and despair at seeing the destruction wrought by this violence inspired Alex to take action. He took it upon himself to become a vigilante of sorts and for a few years wore a symbol borrowed from an old comic book character with the same intentions. He was never caught but a friend of his who was an officer of the law eventually caught on and convinced Alex that what he was doing was not the way to pursue justice. Alex decided to stay in Veridian and become an officer of the law, eventually becoming a part of the force after scoring decent marks in training. For a while, his job satisfied him until his friend was killed as part of a metahuman terrorist attack on a police station in which he was one of the officers killed in the line of duty. Enraged by his friend's death and angry at himself for not being able to stop things like this from happening, when he heard about openings in a branch of the metahuman police division, Alex was one of the first ones to volunteer. Family: None
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Post by Lord Harrab on Aug 31, 2014 7:57:14 GMT
might have to change my chracter image: thoughts?
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Post by Draxy on Aug 31, 2014 8:34:49 GMT
That image is certainly nice Harrab, but it's a major change from the last one so I'm not to sure.
Also just a thought, but are vamps and wolves on reduced strength on the alternate stuff, kinda like running on the bare minimum they can't summon their full strength unless on human products? Just find it a little weird the strongest person here is human... also are they able to eat anything else that isn't human product/alternative human product?
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