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[lawastooshort]

Spoiler:  MC Nigel the Deadly Ninja Assassin, Shinobi Technician (click to show/hide)

Name: MC Nigel the Deadly Ninja Assassin
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Race: Human
Occupation: Shinobi Technician/Aspiring MC.

Appearance: Nigel is five foot ten and, like, 125 pounds, or a similarly average score of whatever you all Americans weigh stuff in. Barrels? He wears his cap to the back, and a nice purple cardigan his nan knitted. The rest of his clothes though are as black as the very shadow of the night itself. Unlike Nigel, who is exceedingly white, almost like dayglo white or something – he burns easy in the sun, but doesn’t really go out much, so it’s ok. His hair is sort of curly blond, and would be generously described as quite bad. His vocal appearance is English and a bit lazy.

Backstory: Nigel went to a school in England but then talked his mum and dad into moving to America in his teens, because he was obsessed with becoming a rapper. He grew up in a pretty affluent hood and his mum and dad had nice jobs but that totally doesn’t mean he never went through hard times, or never ate 20 cent noodles for his dinner whilst he was at university sorry college. Once, he was totally dead broke for like several days. Anyway, his whole family had moved to America so he could pursue his dream of becoming an authentic rapper – so you can imagine how distraught he was when all his rapping homies said that he was just too white to really flow and that perhaps he should become an accountant.

He felt a little rejected, and wondered what he could do to get accepted amongst his new friends and learn to properly flow over a nice dirty beat. He immediately discounted winning loads of rap battles for reasons that will go with him to the grave and decided there was only one logical route: he’d have to get less white. Coming from England, a bit of a backward racist country whose knowledge of any ethnic group outside of English Country Gentleman With A Hunting Dog and Shotgun came from the popular culture of the previous century, he only really deeply knew two things about how to become less white than the cardigan wearing rapper/accountancy student he already was: and since wearing a lot of gold brought him out in a debilitating rash, the only solution was to become a ninja, and fight for the restoration of basketball, so that he could learn to play basketball.

He was fairly sure that if he learnt to play basketball, he would automatically level up his rap ability pretty hard. He spent two whole days and nights reading wikipedia pages on stealth and ninja techniques, and then set out on his quest to find co-believers in the power of slammin and jammin.

[Tiruin]

Basketball ._.
waahhh Err..o_o
PTW.
^{Sorry TCM DX}

What's wrong?

I have no idea how to play basketball...seeing that it seems like major lore ._.

[lawastooshort]

I have no idea how to play basketball...seeing that it seems like major lore ._.

The only sports I've ever seen are Fox Hunting and Boules - it's probably not a problem.

[TCM]

Law, nice to see you here brother. Everyone, takes notes, this man knows how these type of games work. In fact, this game  and its predecessor, probably wouldn't exist without have existed without him.

Basketball ._.
waahhh Err..o_o
PTW.
^{Sorry TCM DX}

What's wrong?

I have no idea how to play basketball...seeing that it seems like major lore ._.

Did you read the story at the beginning? Then you know more than enough. It's fine not knowing b-ball in-depth, as it works in-game, as many characters wouldn't know the rules of a game that was banned a long time ago, and you can learn the basics along the way. Generally, take ball, shoot it into hoop, get points. That's it.

[Harry Baldman]

Okay, sheet done. I got a tad detailed with the appearance and backstory, but I felt it was necessary. Let me know if anything at all about it is objectionable!

[TCM]

Okay, sheet done. I got a tad detailed with the appearance and backstory, but I felt it was necessary. Let me know if anything at all about it is objectionable!

It captures the essence of the game. I like it!

[Greenstarfanatic]

AYO

Hope this is good.

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Rubric "Kitty-Kitty" Dao
Gender: Male. Probably.
Age: 26
Race: Furry - Lynx Anthromorph
Occupation: Non-Pacifict Monk

Apperance: Rubric dresses like how most ancient monks would dress; totally fucking badass. Taking after the Shaolin Monks, his robes are Hella B-Ball Orange with Denver Nuggets gold trim. As a lynx-sorta-person-thing, Rubric has fur. A lot of it. Grey with black spots. The whole 'Wise Old Sage' colour scheme without the actual pithy oldness. Rad. He's about 4 1/2 feet tall, but he makes up for it with pure ballin'...ness.
Yeah.
Everything else about him is Lynx, really. Paws, ears, eyes, etc. etc.
Straight-Up Shaolin Lynx Gangsta'.

Backstory: Rubric wasn't the kind of guy to go through that namby-pamby furry shit. Thankfully, his parents were. It turns out they didn't have the money to science themselves up some fur, so they settled on slipping it into his formula as a kid. He didn't really notice anything happening until graduating year of elementary school, when he lost hearing for about an hour only to gain it back better than ever. Along with some...strange looks. It was enough to make him run out on his graduation a week later, when his fur began growing in and his face began changing. He went home, packed up his stuff, and decided to leave Des Moines to find a place where he could be accepted. His parents were reluctant to let him go, but seeing as they were the ones that put him through it, they decided that he should do what he thinks is best. They saw him off, wondering if they ever would see him again...

It was about 2.5 years until Rubric came across the Temple of the Titanium Paw housed in Neo-Barcelona. By that time, he was fully morphed, and was still getting a bit used to his new form. He was welcomed in open arms to the sanctuary, where he was taught personally by Dojo Master Minos, in the art of Shih Tzu Martial Arts. A very brutal form, Rubric channeled his frustration with his situation into his work, where he became quite proficient and graduated in under a decade, a temple record. He was given a staff and a blade by his dojo master, and sent back home to Neo-Des Moines.

Back home, Rubric arrived to find that his childhood house was gone. Obliterated. Heartbroken and having been ready to finally forgive his parents for what they had done to him, he broke down. He spent the night in the wreckage of the house before coming to his senses. It wasn't a time for guilt or remorse! It was a time for revenge! He was going to find out what happened, WHO happened, and make them pay for what they did. It was a futile quest, and he knew it. It was really just something to keep his mind off of what he had done. Anyway, he spent years travelling the country, interrogating people he thought would know something, and being an overall badass vigilante. Like, a walking batman ripoff. Either way, the only reason he even went that night was because one of his recent targets had a letter on him. It sounded interesting. Maybe it could help him out. It WOULD help him out. One way or another.

Spoiler: Example Pictures for Reference (Fur Type of the first, Physique of the second) (click to show/hide)

[TCM]

Everybody looks good so far. At this rate, everyone may get in immediately.

COME ON BAY12, I KNOW Y'ALL LOVE BASKETBALL.

[Greenstarfanatic]

Boop.

[BlitzDungeoneer]

Reading the backstories of other people makes mine feel... half-assed.

[TCM]

We have a few people who reserved spots for sheets.

[Tiruin]

Oh...right.
...
I'll get to work on a sheet.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Sarah.
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Race: Human
Occupation: Ex-Intelligence Agent

Apperance: Standing at five and a half feet, Sarah is of Asian descent: her face characterized by high cheekbones, almond-shaped eyes, dark brown irises, a oval-to-squarish jaw, a light-tanned complexion and very straight dark hair, with a slim and fine-boned body structure, though tempered by the presence of toned muscles. Her preference for clothing and other details are pretty much askew from the general norm, aiming for simplicity and utilitarian practicality instead of flair, bling and other needless accessorization.

Backstory: Having grown up in the cities, Sarah's demeanor, personality and character is said to be refined--this was not a teaching from her environment, but from her parents' diligent work and their influence in her life. They were hardworking professionals, more on the medical side than not--providing for the family in their old age despite their aches and pains. They brought Sarah up in a peaceful environment, despite what hostilities existed in her world and vicinity and taught her many, many virtues as to what and who a person is, in lieu of how their attitude brings them up by.

In an otherwise 'boring' childhood, Sarah was an idealist, not so due to being sheltered or coddled, but by having been exposed to the realities of her world early on, yet having the tools and equipment (her mindset and personality) to counter what detriments existed. She knew how to swear, yet never swore. She knew how to fight, yet chose diplomacy over fists. She knew martial arts to the 3rd dan in taekwondo, yet found herself never using it in situations of presumed hostility. In times of adversity, she chose to see what good existed and used these notions to guide her in her life--of note, it was never an easy one with doubt constantly, always hovering by her side and the voice of cynicism whispering..."You are alone."

Choosing to pursue and finish a pre-med course, with side lessons in philosophy and psychology, the only thing missing in her life was the effort and presence of a true friend. All this time, she had spent it alone; training and developing herself, she had only herself as a lifelong companion: all those around her either split due to constraints on their side or by duty to others. Due to this, her personality is much like a person of respect--reluctant to cause injury or even worry in the sight of misfortune. A perfectionist to a fault, most of the problems borne from the past that plague her are pretty much mental-sided, intrapersonally affecting her--though she believes she can cope with them no matter how strong they are.

She carries a certain belief in personhood, having built her own principles in life no matter what kind of work or situation she finds herself in.

[Xantalos]

If you wanna put me on the waitlist feel free; I can't really concentrate on typing any large volumes of words apart from one thing which I haven't got yet.

[Greenstarfanatic]

Bump for Xantalos and Tiruin to make up their minds about whether they want to SLAM.

[TCM]

Bump for Xantalos and Tiruin to make up their minds about whether they want to SLAM.

Xantalos said he'll wait out, it's up to Ti and Private Nomad for now.