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[My Name is Immaterial]

"Nah, this dude forgot that our bros should have extra bro-guns, dude. Us dudes should be able to bounce on the safecrib."

[Harry Baldman]

"Extra bro-guns sound righteous, dude. So sure, I'm with ya either way. Got no place to be, either way, and there ain't, like, a single thing in life that more bros can't improve. So, we going now? My main dirgebro ought to be with us in a moment."

[My Name is Immaterial]

"I like how your broin works, dude! We're heading downtown. I'm Elias, bro the way."

[Harry Baldman]

"Zhur's the name, dude. Let's motor."

[Dwarmin]

Action: Tag along...wherever we were going before we got arrested.

[Harry Baldman]

Follow these curious individuals to wherever they are going.

[My Name is Immaterial]

To downtown!

[spazyak]

Could I join. I like dnd

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Character:
Name: Varon
Race: Human(human, or Dirge sympathetic to revolution.)
Background: Convict, thief (Dirge characters must be in debt, social outcasts, or convicts.)
Description: Survival of the fittest. Goal: get to a better life style and pay of debt and any bounties on him.  (philosophy, personality, goals, etc.)
Appearance: A human with brown hair and eyes(Dirge are scaly and bipedal. I hope you know what humans are like.)
Skills:(4 general skills that your character would realistically have. Example: Intimidate and Firearm Proficiency for ex-police.)
Acrobatics
Lock picking
Stealth
Intimidate

Stats:(Distribute the following numbers across the 6 stats: 18, 16, 14, 12, 10, 8 )
STR: 12
DEX: 18
CON: 10
INT: 14
WIS: 8
CHA:16

[Slothman400]

The Party:
Now united, with a common goal, the party sets off to help the human fighters in the downtown district. Before you manage to walk 10 meters, the whirring becomes much louder, and its source is revealed. A patrol craft the size of a city block hovers overhead. The craft is carried through the air by four huge rotors and is marked with heraldry and insignias. This is bad news for the resistance. They were winning a battle against police forces and cheap security guards. That craft probably belongs to a knight or a very expensive security firm. It continues to hover by, slowly moving toward the downtown district.

It would take a miracle for the human resistance cell to take this city now. Elias and Joan are not aware of any plans for retreat. The fighters downtown might know, or they might simply be prepared to die in this battle.

[Rolepgeek]

"...So was there a reason you were both talking so ridiculously or...?"

"Also, does anyone else kinda want to steal that?"

[Harry Baldman]

"...So was there a reason you were both talking so ridiculously or...?"

"Also, does anyone else kinda want to steal that?"

"Bros, you know, like humans and whatnot, talk like this, fellow dirgebro. Except mind-reading bros, who inhabit a deeper level of dudeness and aren't intelligible to initiate dirgebros like us."

"And damn right I wanna steal that. That'd be a righteous thing to do for our new bros, too. But how are us bros gonna get on it, that's the question."

[Rolepgeek]

"I...I'm pretty sure they don't...and I think I halfway understood the girl."

He turns to Joan, and his eyes narrow.

"You are a girl, right? If you aren't, my apologies. It's hard to tell gender without frills or plumes. Oh, and are you any good with a gun?"

[My Name is Immaterial]

Elias lets a snort of laughter loose, but covers it with a cough. "Bro way, dude! This is broxactly how us human dudebros talk!"
He looks skyward, and grins. "If you bros want to steal that, I can do that for you. Just get this dude up there."

[Dwarmin]

"You are a girl, right? If you aren't, my apologies. It's hard to tell gender without frills or plumes. Oh, and are you any good with a gun?"

"Ayup, pos jane...knowing end of longbang to put to hisskins, tango.

How snatchup big flyer, edgewise? Seemseem fryup poss quite mighty."