RED"Brillo!"
Shuffle back and forth on my ass to hone my killer instincts, as it were.
Name: Gilbert Garplacks
Description: an unspeakably greasy man of uncertain age, his skin shines like that of a fish, and he is constantly red in the face. Though his entire head is hairless, he has a mustache tattooed on his left index finger, which he raises to his lips on many occasions, giggling softly before lowering his finger again.
Reason for signing up: his mother thought it'd grow some hair on his chest at last.
Stats:
Strength: 3
Dexterity: 1
Endurance: 15
Speed: 1
Intelligence: 1
Luck: 5
Will: 1
Perception: 1
Wounds: ?
Points: 2
Inventory: Deadman Explosive Vest, Flashbang
"Get a few steps away from me. In case I miss and he tries to retaliate, hit him." Destio told Navarro without looking as he raised his shield and his Shackle, prepared to hit the man wearing the athlete suit from behind.
Turn to face Mason, shield up. Take aim with the shackle. Use it.
Name: Destio Dravani
Description: 19 year old teenage boy. Average height. Spiky black hair. Brown eyes. His body is bruised and scarred in places.
Reason for signing up: Enough money to take care of his and his little sister's problems.
Stats:
Strength:5
Dexterity:5
Endurance:1
Speed:5
Intelligence:5
Luck:1
Will:5
Perception:1
Get a few steps away from Destio. Stay ready do dodge, duck, jump, block with the shackle, or perform any evasive maneuvers necessary. Shoot my shackle at Mason.
Name: Navarro
Description: Tall, lanky, scruffy looking, and with a back covered in scars. He has had a difficult life and solves all his problems by running away.
Reason for signing up: He wants a guard robot.
Strength:1
Dexterity:5
Endurance:1
Speed:15
Intelligence:1
Luck:1
Will:1
Perception:3
BLUE((I take it no robo-hand grip?))
"Way to nearly murder that dude, dude."
Advance two intersections. Stay low. Make faces at Gilbert.
Name: Larry Hinn
Description: A moderately tall fellow with broad shoulders. Has the dull eyes and brown hair of his family. Cracks his knuckles a lot.
Reason for signing up: To get money for his nephew Thrak. Boy isn't real bright.
Stats:
Strength:5
Dexterity:5
Endurance:5
Speed:5
Intelligence:1
Luck:5
Will:1
Perception:1
Team: BLUE BARBARIANS
Points: 9
Inventory: Revolver; one shot left.
Injuries: Right arm from elbow down replaced with robot arm.
Name: Mason Caldwell
Description: A middle-aged male with brown hair and brown eyes. He has a slightly muscular build and his whole body is covered with scars, a testament to the hard life he has lived.
Reason for signing up: He wants to be a Magister, to have all the power that comes with the position.
Stats: (20 points to allocate. 5 Points in a stat gives a 1/3 chance of +1. 10 gives 2/3, etc.)
Strength:3
Dexterity:3
Endurance:15
Speed:3
Intelligence:1
Luck:1
Will:1
Perception:1
Inventory: Replacement leg, replacement hand, Katana sword, Athlete suit (3). Mostly used first aid kit
So...yeah.
Climb back on and menacingly walk towards Destio and try and throw him off
Name: Bubba
Description: Roid Junkie. He looks a mix between the Govenator and a meth head
Reason for signing up: One of his fellow junkies said he wasn't man enough to apply. He decided to prove him wrong. That and because an unending supply of roids and meth would be amazing
Stats: (20 points to allocate. 5 Points in a stat gives a 1/3 chance of +1. 10 gives 2/3, etc.)
Strength:15
Dexterity:1
Endurance:5
Speed:1
Intelligence:1
Luck:1
Will:1
Perception:1
Gilbert clenches his buttocks tightly and Bubba tries to pull himself up, slips and catches himself again, making zero progress. Larry sidles forward carefully, making faces at gilbert the entire time, trying to throw him off of his butt clenching game, clearly.
Mason's suit bulges again, and he takes off towards Navarro and Destio, but Navarro is faster. Destio throws his shield up, blocking the beam, but Navarro takes a snap shot with his Shackle, his aim dead on. The shackle releases an angry hum and transforms into a tube like shape that emits a beam of dull red light. He sweeps the beam across Mason and the man stops dead in his tracks, his athlete's suit tensing as it uses up it's last charges to protect him. Mason is left standing there, his suit venting steam, while the wall behind him has an angry molten gash a foot wide cut into it, with a small gap where the beam was block by his body.
AudienceUsual spot eh? I was gonna make a lewd joke about your NPC date but I'll just allude to it and let you figure it out yourself.
Heh. you scoundrel.
Sit'n watch.
For the record, Holly isn't with me this time. In case it comes up. Also, do I have a smartphone on me?
Yeah, sure, why not.
Shout at the blue team to express my displeasure at them winning. SPEECH ROLL!!!!!
((Also, PW, what program are you using to make these cool-looking grid-based maps?))
You shout a semi-articulate string of insults at the blue team. Hey, looks like it might have distracted Mason! Well, at least thats what you're gonna tell yourself.
Well, that guy certainly can move fast.
Drink a beer. Think of Drunk Bastard while doing so.
Oh drunk bastard. You were drunk, and you were a bastard. Now you are a crispy bastard.
You pour your beer out on the ground for him. And on him, considering you're pretty sure his ashes are still around here.
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