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[BlitzDungeoneer]

What's up to them?

[Xantalos]

Making character sheets.

[Shadestyle]

Spoiler: Charecter Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name:Cyberdimention Wakka:109

Gender: Robot

Age: 9,562

Race:Interdenominational Cyborg

Occupation:Baller

Apperance: A robotic Hawaian man, with a constant wide grin

Backstory:An android robot from anouther dimention, cast into the void between worlds by the sludge elves, massive pricks who were the dominant species of that reality, who also outlawed "Blitzball" after he personally used the Jett kick and destroyed everything for 23.8 kilometers in front of him, nearly destroyed, almost all of his blitzball techniques and his honed robotic prowess have been forgotten due to damage to his central processor, he is forced to use one of the illegal tools of this world, "Basketballs", and adapting his old techniques to this new world, in order to fight his way though whoever stops him from returning to his world and correcting the wrongs he made. He seeks out a place called "Neo New York" and any interdenominational interdimentional technology that might aid him, but is interrupted by the spirit of LeBron James to visit some strange tavern, promising a lead on his lost memories, of a home he has lost. His design and damaged components have rendered his current state very Junkheap worthy, his awesomeness drives remain intact, overriding any default move effects with an internal slot machine to determine what status effects are inflicted.

His class is Baller, at least, until he regains memories of his former sport.

[Tiruin]

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.

When net problems strike, bad stuff happens :<

Glad I did this offline.

Now if I only could do the same with my own RTD updates >_>
Stoopid long paragraph preview/post problems D:<

Still.

How you actually look, not a description of that cute Asian girl you pretend to be online.

What if I am ASIAN. :V

[LordSlowpoke]

well if that's the case then you're not pretending to be one online and can post it?

this is not a difficult concept

[Fr0stByt3]

Character time!

Name: Elise Malkovich
Gender Female
Age: 17
Race: Furry
Occupation: Shinobi Technician

Appearance: Elise is a purebred wolf. Her Fur is grey, speckled with brown and white-ish areas. She wears a long sleeved button up camo shirt that's just a little too large for her, and underneath that she wears a black t-shirt for her favorite band- Skinded Lizzerd, a rather new and not very well known metal group based in Oakland. She also wears camo cargo jeans that have holes over the knees caused by use. Her feet are plantigrade(like human feet), and she wears hiking boots.
Backstory: Elise and her father, Aron, often went camping together when Elise was just a little girl. He taught her how to hunt, how to build a shelter, how to survive if ever she got lost. Aron was Polish, and had immigrated to America hoping to find acceptance and a better job. His grandparents had been some of the first people to undergo the procedure to become anthropomorphic, so the kinks had worked themselves out by then. The same was true for her mother, Christine. Elise's mother never went camping with them, but she tolerated their escapades nonetheless. Life was great... until the day Aron went on a camping trip with some buddies and never came home again. The police searched for six months before finally giving up and declaring Aron missing;presumed dead. At first, Elise and her mother tried to accept the loss and move on, but then the bills started to pile up. Christine had to get a second job just so that they could keep the house. Elise wanted to help her mother, but there was nothing she could do. Now, though... Maybe, just maybe, Elise can finally do something to help her mother. And, honestly, she's hoping to find some answers about her father.

[TCM]

Bumped party size up to 8, seeing as more people are interested now. Everything should still be fine?

and underneath that she wears a black t-shirt for her favorite band- Skinded Lizzerd,

Is this the reference I think it is?

[Fr0stByt3]

Bumped party size up to 8, seeing as more people are interested now. Everything should still be fine?

and underneath that she wears a black t-shirt for her favorite band- Skinded Lizzerd,

Is this the reference I think it is?

Do you watch Splattercat? Because, if so, the answer is yes.

[BlitzDungeoneer]

So, this is still going ahead? Including me, how many players at there so far?

[Xantalos]

Name: Krrosh Anvilhumper
Gender: Male
Age: 497
Race: Cyberdwarf
Occupation: Celtic Space Warlord

Appearance: A dwarf with blinging skin of chromed steel, with bolts engraved with angry faces keeping his various plates from falling apart. His synthetic muscles bulge to such an extent that he's shaped much like an angry dwarven cube of metal. His beard is the requisite length for any self respecting dorf, and masterfully crafted from rare space Christmas tree foil. His beady angry eyes, his 57 booze intake valves, his blocky nose, everything he is seems to be the result of taking a cube of adamantine and getting it piss drunk and pissed off.
IN SPAAAAAAAAACE.
Bacstory: Once, Krrosh was a mere Gnomish Moon Bureaucrat. But then his peaceful life of dust cataloging and beetle identifying was flipturned upside down when residual energies from the Ultimate Chaos Dunk caused a large portion of the moon's giant cheese centipedes to be mutated into terrible monstrosities, made of baseballs of all things. Somehow the dunk radiation had gotten reversed by the Moon's negatively polarized tachyon wave particle beam field. Everyone would've been mostly fine with this if a passing band of Celtic Space Warlords hadn't noticed and decided to go have a good fight, which promptly devastated a large portion of the moon, as muscle and fist went up against pincer and baseball. Krrosh fled the devastation, mourning the loss of his collection of L-speckled pebbles, and somehow found his way onto a spaceship, where he somehow was transformed into a manly dwarf after getting in a drunken orgy with several dozen anvils. Don't ask. Afterward, he tried to take off in the ship, but having used most of the fuel for purposes unspoken, he crashed on Earth, hoping to start his new career off right.


You can still waitlist me if you want, I just wanted to get the sheet in before I forget.

[TCM]

Bumped party size up to 8, seeing as more people are interested now. Everything should still be fine?

and underneath that she wears a black t-shirt for her favorite band- Skinded Lizzerd,

Is this the reference I think it is?

Do you watch Splattercat? Because, if so, the answer is yes.

I don't. I was thinking Lynyrd Skynyrd actually.

So, this is still going ahead? Including me, how many players at there so far?

Course we're still going! And including you there are one, two, three, four....some more...lots..more than I expected.

[Shadestyle]

Honestly, this is one of the coolest things i have ever heard of. and i am sure others agree, here's hoping this game turns out to be a real legend eh?

[BlitzDungeoneer]

8 finished charrie sheets, 1 unfinished, 2 reserves but no sheet.
Did I miss any?

[Greenstarfanatic]

I AM

SO

FUCKING

PUMPED

[TCM]

8 finished charrie sheets, 1 unfinished, 2 reserves but no sheet.
Did I miss any?

I believe it's down to just scapheap and Private Nomad.