The DaD RPG

[Shadowknight]

OOC: Hadn't noticed that the RPG had started. And I changed the weapon since it wouldn't be fun if me and Kurtz had the same thing.

Name: Shadow
Gender: Male
Race/Type: Human?
Age: 20
Abilities: Shadoken (Creates a beam of energy and launches it at the opponent).
Description:
Orientation: Straight
Weapon: http://www.trueswords.com/advent-childre...-2904.html

Name: Slashmon (Slash)
Race/type: Digimon
Age: 3 (Rambunctious little tike ain't he?)
Abilities: Fang of justice (Slashes the enemy at high speeds).
Description: Cat type digimon, about a foot taller than a Gatomon, snow white fur with black stripes, retractable claws.
Orientation: Straight
Kinks/perks: Dick has small fleshy barbs on it which may or may not increase pleasure in a female (Freaky thing is some species of cats actually have those. Surprising what you learn when studying veterinary medicine.)
Weapon: His claws.

Name: Katt
Race: Cat person
Age: 18
Abilities: N/A
Description: 6 foot tall anthropomorphic (Try saying that 5 times fast) siberian tiger.
Orientation: Bi
Kinks/perks: Femdom
Weapon: Claws if necessary.

Shadow: Only thing I don't like about this RPG so far, *Snaps his fingers and blows up a random planet* I'm gonna miss my god-like powers.

[Master Grim]

OOC: You'll live. *pats Shadow on the back* ^_^ Besides, you can still unleash godly PWNage OOC! :D

MG - *smites Kiran for 4985623985639576729e9487 1337 damage!*
Kiran - OW!!! :x
MG - Bullseye!

IC:

Olia turned her eyes upwards as she heard a loud roaring. It was similar to the mechanical whining of old style booster engines...she ducked down as the sound grew to deafening proportions and some sort of craft flew above her head! She forgot the painful ringing of her ears and gawked "What the fuck is that!?" It was very close in design to an interceptor... but, no, it didn't match up at all; the wings were angled the wrong way for it to be anything like that. And the system for landing was incredibly primitive. Another point being that it had no weapons whatsoever. Even purely civilian craft had weapons! Was it because it had strong armor? Or maybe it had escorts?

She didn't even know that she had just watched an everyday sight; a commercial airplane landing.

OOC:

MG - *musing* Why am I getting the distinct impression that she's not from around these parts...? :P
Kiran - ... you really are an idiot.
MG - Quiet, bitch. ^_^
Vi - It's called sarcasm, Kiran. Surely even you can grasp the lowest form of wit?
Kiran - ...

[Marine]

NAME: Allistair Lorne

GENDER: Male
AGE: 25
RACE/SPECIES: Human
SEXUALITY: Straight

DESCRIPTION:


Height - 6' 2"
Eye Color - The Shade of Hard Mud
Hair Color - Brown, oiled and cropped
Skin Color - Light Tanned
Mannerisms - Steeples and Taps his fingers to keep himself occupied
Build - Militarily Guant


WARDROBE: Allistair dons a silk-steele Brigandine with the intricate signatures of his Foundran heritage with leather leggings. Leather vambrances are always on. He wears a storm coat that remains pinned at the shoulders, sleeves out. He dons the High Marshall's unform hat. A Rossett carrying his tenure swings around his neck on a silver-linked chain.

WEAPONS:

1. Imperator Steele -A single-handed sword. Runed to its pommel, an emerald gem forged from a Forge World Relic, which gives it a 'living metal' mind of its own.
   
   
2. Habercon Snub Pistol - A sturdy, heavy-strength pistol that fits inside a standard Guard holster.
   
   
3. Ceremonial Flint Pistol - Crafted from the temple of Ecclessiasts, its a one shot pistol meant for immolating daemons.
   
   
4. LOC Rifle - Holds a 30 Charge magazine which can be a clip or drum fed. Advanced suspensor coils intergrated into the weapons discharge allows for maximum recoil supression. Allistair's Rifle has a manufactured reflex sight.
   

SPECIALS/SPELLS:

1. Colonel - As an established rank of Colonel, Allistair Lorne sub-commands the entire Region of the Severna Federal Guard.
   
   
2. Severna Federal Guard- The soldiers of Severna are naturally adapted to their ice planet, able to resist extreme measures of cold without fatigue or dizziness. They arm themselves with loc Rifles and stippler Sub Machine Guns.
   
   
3. Severna 'Scorpion' Grenadiers - Veterans of a hundred battles in arctic wastes, Severna Scorpions are the elite their Federal Guard can offer. Armed with LOC (upgraded) Rifles and Autoguns, they are also equipped with Forstbite grenades.
   
   
4. Severna Armored Company- With the Guard came the daunting Severna Armored Company. Hundreds of heavy armored and heavy gunned machines pour from their Forge World. Built with frost in mind, Severna Armor was manufcatured using special oils from the native flora to prevent the cold from seizing the mechanizations and cog wheels.
   

NAME: Bartholemu "Book" Karkin

GENDER: Male
AGE: 20
RACE/SPECIES: Wingless Dragon
ORIENTATION: Straight
RANK: Engineer Corps. Corporal

DESCRIPTION:

Height: 6' 1"
Eye Color: Blue
Scale Color: A pale green, like watered-down green dye
Underbelly Color: Tan
Mannerisms: Tends to be bashful around females of his species.
Perks: His cock is 10 inches hard and he mates to breed.

WARDROBE: Wears the standard puzzle-camo of the Severna Guard: White and shades of blue. Dons a full helmet with rebreather and face visor.

WEAPONS:

1. Tool Kit - Nothing is more intimidating than being assault by a wrech.
   
   
2. Satchel Charges - Being an engineer, Book is authorized to use explosives to fuel and complete necessary field actions.
   
   
3. Combat Shotgun - A standard, sturdy frame shotgun for personal defense.
   

SKILLS/ABILITIES:

• Builder - Can build a variety of military installations and platforms.
  
• Fixer - Can repair buildings, platforms, and vehicles.
  

[Kurtz]

OOC: Hm... I'm wondering why people aren't putting OOC in front of their profiles and messages... since this RPG is started already... And lolz, now there are two Tensa Zangetsu's in the RPG XD

Anyhow.

IC:

Cuddling close to Saphire as the elevator doors shut, the lupine wolf sighed, before chuckling very gently. "Ah, I should get used to it anyhow over time, no worries." He then looked at her face, before planting a small kiss upon her cheek. "So, this place... it has... everything near enough all in one huge building?"

(New Jersey: Rooftop)

Clutching her weapon close to her body, the dragoness gave a quiet sigh, before starting to swing around the nunchucks in her arm; a blue blur starting to appear by her side. "It's coming." Was all she muttered to herself, before a large Demon spewed forth from behind her, roaring as it brought it's claw down on her. But almost immediately, it's claw stopped moving. Frozen, by a huge block of ice encasing it. The nunchucks had smacked against it, freezing it. As the demon recoiled back, the blue-haired dragoness made her move. She lunged forward again, and flipped up into the air, before continually smacking the demon in the face again and again with the Cerberus, freezing both it's chest and parts of it's head.

What she didn't see was the slash coming from the abomination's other claw, which sent her flying back against the building. "G-gah!" As she was floating back, the band on her wrist started to glow, before she started to glow white herself. "Ack! I was so-" She wasn't able to finish her sentence, as she warped from the area.

(Antartica)

Almost moments after, she crashed back onto something hard. Something that was keeping her aloft kinda. She sweat-dropped, before turning slightly. A moment passed, before she yelled. "AHHHH!! BEAR-!"

[Erethzium]

OOC:
aaa...WHEEEEE!!!!! (what?)

IC:

Vook walked to one end of the building and saw a costume contest signup sheet, accompanied by a long line in front of it. she waited till she got to the front of the line, and signed up. "the contest is in 15 minutes" said the guy behind the desk. "alright, thanks!" vook said, smiling as she walked away.

Ereth put out the inscense, and walked outside to the warm sunny grove outside the temple. sure is nice outside today... he closed the temple door and locked it with his magic, then took flight towards the city, which had an airport near.

OOC: wahoo!

[Blue Rover]

OOC:well, since everyone is joining around my ears.....

Name: Blue Rover
Gender: M
Race/Type: think the wolves off wolf's rain
Age: 16
Abilities: bringing a massive planet-sized metor down....just kidding. a move called Hands of Time. it creates eleven mirror images around a singular target and stops time. the images are corperal and mirror the movements of the original. extremely draining on the user and the enemy needs to be at a certian distance for it to be effective. i think thats sane....
Description: faded blue jeans, white t-shirt, green jaket, unruly brown hair, and silver eyes. has a long sword belted at his side
Orientation: never thought about it
Kinks/Perks: never thought about it
Weapon: "shuppiden" a long sword (1.2 meters long) that has an ice and wind affinity.


< Antarctica >

a supprised muffled noise came from under the whole pile. when the bear jumped on the pile, there was what might have been a "damnit" but it was too muffled to make out. 'knew i shouldn't have taken a nap here.' Blue thought.

[Master Grim]

Olia squinted. There were... creatures of all sorts of races getting off "Civilian after all..." Must be this planet's mode of atmospheric transport... She grinned a little. Maybe one would go somewhere more important? She would just settle for something quieter though... considering the developing headache from being so close to such a powerful source of noise. Although... which one looks more promising?

On that, she reflected about her purpose for being here. She had been hired to come to this world to investigate the solidity of a religious factions' claims that a God had been reborn here. It was ridiculous... but she was loathe to give up such easy money. It had been a struggle not to laugh in that zealot's face when he started babbling about Gods, Hell and other absurdities; she didn't believe in anything herself, the feel of money weighting down was more than enough to ensure her happiness... not that she had it for long as she always squandered it in various ways... she had even bought a slave once... he hadn't lived long, some sort of cancer killed him after just a month... he had been exceptionally good at pleasing her though...

Her mind came back to 'now' with a hard jerk as another plane rumbled overhead. Ah, now isn't the time for that...

[Niyara]

Kim sat up, looking out over the horizon, and smiling slightly. "Star... We should get going.. But I'm not sure where to go.."

Star smiled over at her, her eyes half closed. "Wouldn't it be a good idea to know where we are going, before we try to get there?"

Kim giggled quietly, still staring off into space. "I guess thats true... I had a few ideas, but mostly they are bad ones.." she frowned, and looked down toward the ground. "If I knew more about bigger cities... this would be easy.."

[Yoosei]

< Bristol Airport >

Yoosei perked her ears up when hearing Kurtz's voice. She looked around until finally spotting Kurtz and smiles as she walks towards him. Once getting near him, she quickly places her bags down and quickly hugs him. "Kurtz!!"

< Antarctica >

Shiva wide open her eyes in surprise after feeling the black wolf plowed right into her into the snow. "what the....?" she winced as she feels the bear landing on top of them.

[Kurtz]

Being hugged quickly, the dragon gave a soft chuckle as he himself quickly coiled his arms around the purple fox, cuddling her close to his dragon body while smiling. "Yoosei... you're here..." He muttered, swishing his tail as he nuzzled her head just lightly; enjoying the moment while others passed by. "...I hope the flight wasn't too bad for you."