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Post by Draxy on Jul 25, 2015 19:30:39 GMT
Player Name: Draxy Name: Emily Vance
Demeanor: Often sarcastic and slow trusting, has little verbal control, and is quick to aggravate Equipment: Scrap work bolt-action rifle revolver and armour, red neckwarmer, eye protectors, small med kit, a large backpack, and boot knife Previous Occupation: Mercenary, scavenger History: Emily has been a merc for several years now being attracted to the business due to their lucrative pay-checks and has taken jobs for both the tops and bottoms, as well as those jobs that may slightly err on the side of illegal, as long as they pay well. It was no surprise then that when a more lucrative deal came along she was quick to jump ship. Appearance: Image too large so using this
Ok, just a quick write up may add more to history later. Also I'm guessing both Jackie and Dan are both atrociously ugly, scarred and deformed under those masks?
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Post by Warork on Jul 26, 2015 22:38:23 GMT
Well it looks like Jackie is getting some wonderful role models thus far. I saved the best for last. Player Name: The Warkanator Name: Karrus AKA "The Animal" AKA "Mister Yellow" AKA "That maniac that set my cat on fire for a laugh" Appearance: "If it goes boom in Icarus, you can probably trace it back to ol' Karrus. That lovely little incident that decapitated the Tops and Bottoms? He probably didn't do it, but I guarantee you he made the bomb that did."Demeanor: Sadistic, cocky, an undiagnosed pyromaniac, lives for the thrill of making things explode, pursues wealth only in the name of continuing to support his "habits", also a chain smoker. Equipment: Scrapsmith flamethrower, scrapsmith autopistol (40 round clip), Large mono-filament warknife, scrapsmith armor and combat harness, torso holster, glare goggles, at least one pack of cigarettes and several different miscellaneous substances of questionable legality. Previous Occupation: Criminal, ganger, bomb maker, more recently a tunnel rat. History: Sadist, sociopath, pyromaniac; these are all words listed in Karrus' internment file in the depths of the militia's criminal database. He began life as an orphan, the product of a single night's union between some nameless scavenger and an equally nameless joygirl. Like most orphans within the hulk named Icarus, Karrus eventually fell in with a sketchy crowd and began running illegal substances for the local gang. At thirteen he was caught in the act and sentenced to a militia holding pen which he spent the next twelve years being thrown in and out of. He suffered abuse both at the hands of the guards and inmates alike. A day finally came for Karrus within that prison full of half human animals and the scum of the entire hulk when he blacked out and the next thing he knew he was in a solitary confinement cell. It turned out that during his lapse of memory he had lashed out at an inmate that was beating him and torn the man's throat out with his teeth, barking like a dog. Karrus spent a long time alone in that cell, just him and his thoughts. When he was allowed back into the general population of the prison his reputation had become quite different and many noted he seemed to be a completely different person. The shy, unassuming teen had been transformed into a wild eyed, cold-hearted killer barely kept in check by a mind freed from emotion, compassion, or pity. Strange things started happening in the prison; inmates and even a guard or two going missing without a trace. It all culminated when one of the inmates' cells mysteriously exploded and though Karrus was implicated, the crime could never conclusively be glued to him. He was eventually released, perhaps because of these incidents, perhaps not. He returned to his old ways only now with a much better understanding of the system. Bodies continued to drop, buildings continued to explode into a fiery mass and most times Karrus could be suspected to be somehow involved...though never again was he thrown into prison. Eventually something strange happened. Karrus, known in criminal circles simply as "The Animal", pursued a mostly honest living as an Icarus tunnel rat; a man who uses a lot of fiery and explosive tools to clear the more remote areas of the hulk of pests, mutants or worse... Most of the Icarus underworld simply assumed Karrus had gone soft for some reason or had just simply tired of it all...that was until he caught wind of some sort of expedition outside the hulk...
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Post by Darko on Jul 26, 2015 22:56:08 GMT
This group will just sass each other while annihilating everything in their path and taking whatever they please. They'll probably end up murdering each other over really fancy loot, if foolhardiness or greed doesn't lead them to their deaths first.
Glorious.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2015 23:09:09 GMT
This group will just sass each other while annihilating everything in their path and taking whatever they please. They'll probably end up murdering each other over really fancy loot, if foolhardiness or greed doesn't lead them to their deaths first. Glorious. And then there's just this 17 year old more or less perfectly normal and rational girl caught in the middle of it. This is going to be fun.
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Post by Warork on Jul 26, 2015 23:33:15 GMT
They'll probably end up murdering each other over really fancy loot. I have a flamethrower, your argument is invalid.
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Post by Lord Harrab on Jul 27, 2015 0:30:53 GMT
This group will just sass each other while annihilating everything in their path and taking whatever they please. They'll probably end up murdering each other over really fancy loot, if foolhardiness or greed doesn't lead them to their deaths first. Glorious. And then there's just this 17 year old more or less perfectly normal and rational girl caught in the middle of it. This is going to be fun. NNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRDDDDDDD
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2015 1:38:23 GMT
Try not to get shot the first time we attack an enemy base this time Harrab.
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Post by Lord Harrab on Jul 27, 2015 2:10:32 GMT
Try not to get shot the first time we attack an enemy base this time Harrab. Don't worry, teenagers make great shields.
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Post by Darko on Jul 27, 2015 9:47:17 GMT
They'll probably end up murdering each other over really fancy loot. I have a flamethrower, your argument is invalid. Scattergun to the back of the dome is guaranteed to cure any and all mental instabilities. I prescribe a one-time dosage of 12 gauge in this case.
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Post by Warork on Jul 28, 2015 4:24:16 GMT
Scattergun to the back of the dome is guaranteed to cure any and all mental instabilities. I prescribe a one-time dosage of 12 gauge in this case.
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