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From the Sands​

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Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race: ( Non canonical races are allowed )
Physical Description:
Art: ( Not needed, just nice )
Backstory: ( How did your character get here? )
Positive Traits:
Negative Traits:

Abilities: Analyze ( You all start with this, abilities will be added by me upon your apps acceptance or not )

Stats:

( You have 70 points to allocate, 20 is the max in a single stat. )

Strength: { How hard your character can hit, lift, etc )
Perception: ( How observant your character is, useful for aiming )
Constitution: ( How tough your character is, this is where your health comes from )
Endurance: ( How energetic your character is)
Intelligence: ( How smart your character is )
Agility: ( How fast and flexible your character is )
Luck: ( How lucky your character is )

Player Applications

Name: Keissia Tolidiur

Race: Sallok (Shauri-Preisaac) of course...

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Physical attributes: She is in fact missing her left index finger. Her spines are fairly thick and flat, and overlap.

Positive traits: Excellent shot at any range. Has a thing for patience. Has an affinity for animals. Owns a young lumoth named "Tiq". Decently above average alcohol tolorance. Can clean and skin a corpse with extreme efficiency. Is also a pretty decent cook.

Negative traits: Complete boozehound and really not good when intoxicated. As good as she is with wit and cleverness, her actual intelligence is pretty sub par, capable of really only basic arithmetic. She's also not exactly the wisest person and is not one to listen to others for commands. She is absolutely the worst at time management outside of hunting, either arriving too early or too late... Also, don't trust her with a car... Or any land vehicle really... Just... Just don't...

Backstory: Born a hunter, Tolidiur had left Teissis in search of new prey to hunt and new animals to tame. She has visited many systems in search of the rarest prizes and most dangerous game. In most cases, she'll just keep tranquilizing them until they fall over, but if she has to, she won't hesitate to kill... However, she's gotten pretty winded after her latest encounter, and could really do with a nice break...

Faction: K.O.B

Art: View attachment 154668
Stats: { You have 70 points to allocate, 20 is the max you can have in one stat }

Ability: Analyze, Overkill( - 8 perception for 2 perception rolls, causes next hit to be a guaranteed critical )

Keissa-80/80 Hp
Tiq-45/45 Hp ( Abilities- Zap, flashlight )
Strength: 12
Perception: 20
Endurance: 12
Intelligence: 7
Constitution: 8
Agility: 10
Luck: 3


Name: Elsra Sīndiur
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Race: Sallok
Physical Description: taller than her twin, with a bit more of a squared and rugged look. Her main scale colour is more of a dark green as opposed to her sister' olive green. Her eyes are bright gold in colour.
Art:
Backstory: her sister was content with hunting animals, but their mother's work inspired her to hunt bigger game. That of other sapients. The hitman business was what appealed to her most, and one day followed her mother to where she worked. Never even noticed until someone pulled her out from her hiding place. Rather than scolding her for biting off the startled man's fingers, she congratulated her and got her a soda. That is where she started her career, and it had only gone uphill since then. At least, until the invasion of the miniknog. She and her twin sister both signed up for the military. Her sister becoming scout marksman for civil saboteurs, and herself becoming a political assassin. She was very upset when her sister never came home after the war. When they found her, even she was nearly killed in her bloodlust for survival. She hated doing it, but she had her sent off planet to a psych ward. With some talking, she came to the agreement that Sleirie would spend her five year war-crime sentence there, while she herself would be sent to the same hospital to work as a security guard. While her sister's sanity trickled back into existence, she climbed the ranks to be the warden's personal bodyguard. But when her sister managed to break out, she did not stand in her way when she pulled the trigger on him. Later, she was sent after her to deal with her. Instead, she got her slate cleaned and wiped. She changed got her name changed to Keissa Tolidiur, and quickly grew to become "fast friends". As for Slēirie Sīndiur... Her body was never found, and the hit was complete.

Positive Traits:
Convincing. Elsra is a professional hitwoman and assasin. She knows how to act and look the part of whatever she needs to be. Be that a receptionist, prostitute, partygoer, or just a cold blooded killer.
Keen eyed. Elsra's skill in hand-to-hand combat and fencing is unmatched, as is her shot with any firearm at mid to close range. She is very good a noticing any and all out of place details.
Sneaky. She's very good at being hidden, more so than her sister's eagle eyes have been able to see sometimes.
Negative Traits:
Introvert: as good as she is at pretending she's a conversationalist, she's not really comfortable with being around other people for extended periods of time
Not good with animals: animals seem to hate her all of the time. Tiq is the only one she's met that likes her, and only after much time trying to get to know eachother.
"I think it's right": if there's something she doesn't feel comfortable doing, she won't do it. If something doesn't sit right with her, she'll suspect it. And if she thinks it's the right thing to do, then she will do it.
Uneducated: much like her sister, she's not really that best with book smarts. When being a scientist, she mostly BS's her way through everything, which actually has worked out quite well in the past.
Determined: if something needs to get done, then she will do it. Nothing personal will get in the way. If something must be done, she will risk all she can to get it done. The lives of others do not matter to her. She will get the job done. Those who stand in her way, are obstacles to be eliminated...

Abilities: Analyze, Femme Fatale

Stats:
(I'm going with 70 here)
Strength: 8
Perception: 20
Endurance: 8
Constitution: 6
Intelligence: 8
Agility: 15
Luck: 4

Name: Roy Stone
Race: Human
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Physical Attributes: 5'11 but often hunched to 5'9, Short shaggy brown hair, Broad shouldered, no particularly outstanding characteristics, often wears dark sunglasses, wears an White Cross Officers uniform,

Positive Traits:

Smooth talker: Great at talking out of a fight, if it's one of the rare few he can't handle.

Fighter: He is effective in a firefight, even if not as well as one of his brothers.

Smart Fighter: If it technological, he is likely proficient in it.

Cool Headed: Calm in dire situations

On Cloud Nine: If you don't understand why, look over Cerci, you'll see why he's in a stupid good mood.

Good Friend: Will go into harm's way to help or save buddies.

Neutral traits:

The Joker: Doesn't mind cracking a one line or being the butt of his own jokes, as long as it lightens a tense mood

Negative Traits:

Short of Breath: Quickly tires in physical combat

Horribly protective: His goal is to get Airt through, in one piece, and may prioritize her a wee bit too much..

Inseparable: NOT on board if it means he has to work separately from Airt.

Weak Back: Easily beaten if you go for his back.

Flares if Prodded: Doesn't like being persistently questioned, especially about his back.

Scientifically Dull: Not good with a computer.

Aggressive Fighter: REALLY wants to take the fight to his opponents.


Backstory:

"Well, we were sent in to lock down the Cerci family, we were basically sent into a slaughter...me and her got away..the only ones too. We met a lil group of people, then they inform me of one big Mr. Badass Brisk/Veno/I don't know what the hell what and that he had some sort of special arm, a project that they had Airt in line for as well..apparently he exceeded a bit TOO much..me and the group had to put him down...couldn't save the nice half..Brisk...then again half of us hardly made it out in the first place. But..that arm made it..and of course there's a want for more..no surprise..."
Faction: White Cross


Stats:

Strength:12

Perception: 12

Endurance:6

Intelligence: 12

Constitution: 8

Agility: 8

Luck:14

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Name: William “Juggernaut” Stone
Age: 32
Race:Human
Appearance: 6'0 Rather similar to Roy, Greatly muscular, short cut brown hair with slim amounts of gray starting to show up, relatively tanned, always stands leaned to one side or another, wears a dark blue buttoned shirt and black cargo pants under his armor, often seen out of armor when not near battle, he has several scars, most of them are rather faded except for three, two on his left arm and one at the left of his neck, causing problems with turning his head quickly, which is a small but very noticeable graze. He is usually wearing some sort of body armor, usually simple ballistic vests, Even seen hauling spares.His mindset is strangely different in his armor and out, his armor acts as a powerful (Almost) bulletproof suit, with minor enhancements in the shape of a kinetic reduction systems, a recoil reduction system to steady his shot, everything else is geared towards defense. His armor is extremely bulky, very heavily armoured, and extremely slow, meant to take a bullet instead of dodging it. He is usually equipped with a large, heavy, LMG fitted with a chainsaw like grip and forehandle, meant to only fire literally "from the hip" but carries a large enough magazine of tracer bullets that he needs only to guide the streak of bullets from target to target. His armor is also is fitted with a "backpack" although it would be better to describe it as a steel plated box with straps, allowing him to carry a decent amount of items, although he usually just tosses a bit of everything in there, literally having to fish around and just see if he grabbed the right thing. *Luck test to find the correct ammo or armor maybe?*

His armor is Bulky, heavy, padded, a veritable human tank, with a crate of a backpack, equipped with a large hip fired 75 round chaingun, and a secondary of a high caliber revolver, this suit is a visual mix of alloy plating and complex mesh patterns. Often carrying 2 extra magazines for the LMG and 6 sets of ammo for the handgun, the armor boosts stability of shot through recoil reduction and strengthening of the body, and minor reduction of kinetic damage. When in this suit he wishes to be the one to lead the charge, taking the brunt of the offense.
Detailed in Beige with bright red pinstripe work.

Backstory: He just wishes to honor his father, he answered the questions, said the right names, kissed the right asses, wove the right tales to make his father shine in the kindest light. But somewhere along the line he unknowingly signed himself into a war over what? He didn't know. But...he did get to pull some strings and although it isn't the way his father did things, that bigass suit of armor would have done his dad proud..and he even hears talk of another person named Stone..brother or not..never hurt to be on the side of kin...even if it is work as a hired mercenary

Faction: White Cross

Traits:
Positive:
Prodigal son: His father's reputation exceeds him, and those who know a bit about the military will likely know both him and his father.

Kindly: Great team player, won't hesitate to chip in on a situation or come to someone's aid

Powerhouse:Even in his extremely heavy armor, he has excelled in physical matters.

Patient: In a standoff, he can outlast most in the pettiest of situations.

Guardian:His father lives on through his will to protect his allies

Sharing and caring: Carries excess armor and ammunition, usually not for himself, usually at complete random *Luck try on finding nessecary items*

Bullet Sponge: Experience has led him to understand that many barrels point at him, but the lead doesn't quite faze him much anymore.

Flag Fighter: He is able to rally his allies.

Neutral:
Cliché: His tries at comedy or comic relief are awful tacky

The fight Never dies: The battle is never over until he is within a military base, be it a field or a bar.

Known name: Odds are anyone in this fight who isn't just a regular grunt will recognize him.

Negative:
Emotionally Blind: He has trouble seeing deep troubles in close buddies.

Honorable Fighter: He takes no advantages on the battlefield, meeting enemies equally if possible and even avoiding disarmed troops or those not carrying guns unless they are close to killing an ally.

Known Enemy:His opponents will recognize him and his prestige..making him a tempting target.

Prodigal son: Little know that the expectations of the great Paladin's oldest son actually put great amounts of stress on him.

Bad First impressions: He doesn't sugarcoat it,often earning resentment on first meeting people. His brothers were his buffer...and his name.

Daddy's Boy: DO NOT mention his father in any way that can be mistaken as anything but honorable, or you will have a rather long fight on your hands, and a grudge to last till the end of time.

Technologically challenged: Past working the guns, he is not the most reliable with technology.

Bullet magnet: Be it a stray friendly round or just that one guy on the side, he ends up with more lead hitting him than John Marston(Red Dead Redemption reference)

Slowpoke: He needs a headstart over buddies just to meet the enemy at the same time.

Conscience:Yep he is his Dad's son, if he ends up hitting a buddy or causing them to get hurt, he likely won't forgive himself.

Stats:
Strength: 16
Perception: 8
Constitution: 14
Endurance:7
Intelligence: 8
Agility: 7
Luck: 10

Name: Bevery L.

Race: Human

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Physical attributes: Midnight blue, short hair. 5'2", tan and white eyed. There's a scar that's usually covered on her neck.

Positive traits:
+Intellect on the Rise: She's very smart, being very tech savvy.
+Lady Luck: To make up for her rather poor health, she can get lucky very often.
Negative traits:
-Sick as a dog: Bevery is very physically weak, causing her to not hit hard, or be able to take hits well. Not only that, but she does poorly in cold climates.
-Curiosity Rover: She's rather curious of everything, perhaps a bit too much for her- or others'- well being.

Backstory: Bevery, like many scientists, was stuck on an outpost in a planet with sub-zero temperatures for studying. When an adventurer passed by her one day, she came to realize that being locked away wasn't the life for her. Managing to hitch a ride to an Outpost, there she met a pirate. Playing coy with him, she used him to steal his ship and begin her own adventure, starting her new job. She continued to study, but now creates techs for people to make a living, often giving her very deep pockets. With the arrival of the letter, Bevery decided that she had enough money for a change, and wanted to test out this "colony."

Art: ( Will be uploaded soon )

Stats:

Strength: 4
Perception: 15
Endurance: 4
Intelligence: 20
Constitution: 10
Agility: 4
Luck: 15

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Name: Vivi
Age: ???
Gender: Presumably male
Race: Robot? (Glitch in appearance)
Physical Description: A tall glitch-esque man of about 5'10" in height. He weighs a considerable amount more than most organics due to being made mostly of metal. He's a silver color, with a face that remains still. There's a few odd features about him, for example, like how he wears somewhat "western" styled clothing. He also dons a blue scarf, presumably matching Bevery. His button up shirt sleeves are always rolled up, revealing his one good metallic arm, and a pure black arm.
Art: (Soon)
Backstory: Not long after the events of the Vacation Colony, Bevery immediately went to work with the arm. She built a robot for her to use it's technology on, and attached the xenobiological technology to his arm. Due to it's nature, it grew over his arm, much like the original hosts. She named the robot "Vivi", and allowed him to come to life once the growth on the arm finished. Overall, he has yet to say a word to her, and she wonders if Veno's personality is still retained in the arm that she severed. Since Bevery created him, he follows her around, mostly to keep her safe.
Positive Traits: +Robotic Learning: Being mostly an AI, Vivi is able to learn everything rather quickly.
+Heavy set: Since he's made MOSTLY of metal and wires, Vivi is a VERY hard opponent to knock over.
+Three...four eyes?: Vivi is capable of using heat vision.
Negative Traits: -Deadly but silent: Vivi, for unknown reasons, simply does not speak. Makes it hard to communicate with him.
-Perhaps too strong?: He is still learning how to control his black arm, so sometimes he holds things tighter than he means.
-Still a robot: Due to being rather young, Vivi is rather naive on a few subjects.

Abilities: Analyze, Gigas Pulse

Stats:
Strength: 15
Perception: 10
Constitution: 10
Endurance: 11
Intelligence: 10
Agility: 7
Luck: 7

Name: Sergei Olejnik
Race: Peglaci
Age: Late Thirties
Gender: Male

Physical attributes: He stands head and shoulders over most of the people he deals with, and speaks with a deep baritone. His fur is a snow white, and regularly wears a standard issue peacekeeper greatcoat, with the insignia removed.

Positive traits:
-Sharp Eyed: As an investigator, he has learned to keep and eye out for the small details.
-Extra Hands: He has a extra pair of arms, normally kept tucked under his coat. They are smaller and weaker than his regular arms.
-Combat Capable: He has dealt with a fair share of trouble, and is always ready for it; though he prefers to use non-lethal methods should the situation permit it. He still carries his old service pistol.

Negative traits:
-Fugitive: He is currently on the run from the Peacekeepers, no doubt with a bounty on his head after the ‘incident’.
-Unlucky: Nothing ever seems to go his way, and if he was a superstitious person, he would assume he was cursed.

Backstory: Sergei was an investigator for the Peglaci Peacekeeping forces, usually sent ahead to inspect situations before the Peacekeepers committed a task force to deal with the situation in question. However, due to a ‘series of events’ that could best be described as ‘criminal incompetence’ on the part of some of the higher ups- misinterpreted reports, misallocated forces, etc; the resulting debacle caused the deaths of an entire squad of Peacekeepers, raising the question of some problem with the system. Unfortunately for Sergei, he was chosen as the fall guy, since it was his report that started the chain of events; it was seen as impossible that one of the higher ups would be at fault! Seeing that he would not be getting a fair trial, Sergei decided to cut his losses and escape. When he received the invitation to Cerci, he simply saw it as another port to hide from the authorities.

Stats:

Strength: 13
Perception: 14
Endurance: 11
Intelligence: 13
Constitution: 11
Agility: 8
Luck: 2

Name: ‘Surge’ (Real name Sulevi Aalto)
Age: 44
Gender: Male
Race: Avali

Physical Description: Encased head to toe in an armoured exoskeleton and standing at 4’4”, Surge is a giant by avali standards. He rarely shows his face, due to a large disfiguring scar across the right side of his face. His armour painted white with red markings that look like blood splatters. Under the armour his plumage is grey with red highlights, and his ‘wing’ feathers have been trimmed to prevent them from being caught on anything. He wears a sword at his side, a large two-handed blade with a curve to it, oddly it seems to be of human make rather than a typical avali weapon.

Art: For the armour: Fig.1, Fig.2; and the Sword

Backstory: One of the lost sons of the fallen clan Aalto, Sulevi served as captain of the ‘Unrelenting’, a heavy cruiser of the clan’s fleet, a ship that earned quite the reputation as a corsair; after all, Aalto was not just any clan of nomads, some would call them pirates.

Though they regularly relocated from system to system, clan Aalto’s reputation eventually caught up to them; before long, they ran afoul of a Peacekeeper task force. Outgunned and outnumbered, the majority of the fleet was wiped out, including the Unrelenting; Sulevi was able to escape before his ship’s destruction, but with his clan scattered, he was doomed to wander, looking for any survivors.

After years of fruitless searching, Sulevi had given up hope. Assuming his clan was no more, he discarded his old name, feeling it no longer had meaning; and he adopted the name ’Surge’. Now he continues to wander, trying to find a new meaning to his life, whatever that might be.

Positive Traits:
-Swordsmaster: Surge favours close combat, with a blade in hand.
-High Pain Tolerance: While just as susceptible to injury as anyone else, he is not bothered by non crippling wounds. and physical torture in unlikely to faze him.
-Armoured: The suit isn’t for show, and the main reason he can risk rushing to melee ranges is thanks to the protection it provides.

Negative Traits:
-Vengeful: A firm believer in ‘An eye for an eye.’ Should someone wrong him, he’ll seek redress, usually at the tip of a sword.
-Guilt Complex: He has never gotten over his failures as captain of the Unrelenting; the deaths of his crew and clan still haunt him.

Abilities: Analyze, Overdrive

Stats:

Strength: 14
Perception: 8
Constitution: 10
Endurance: 10
Intelligence: 12
Agility: 8
Luck: 8

Name: Kevin Ayla
Age: 46
Gender: Male
Race: Avali
Physical Description: 5'2", orange trim, white feathers, and grey plumage. Wears an Avali exosuit and carries a dagger and a rifle.

Backstory:
Kevin was born and raised on a distant colony that specialized in trade. When he was 20, his father got a job as a freighter captain. Kevin worked on his father's freighter for 5 years until he realized that this wasn't the life for him. That was when he joined a mercenary team that was hired for all kinds of jobs. He trained for weeks for his first mission, which ended up being a raid on his family's freighter. He refused to participate and was nearly shot stopping the mercenaries. He then decided to work as an escort for freighters, which has brought him to the Dunes.

Positive Traits:
Very durable: can take a beating and still stay standing
Good shot: great at aiming and taking down a target.
Friendly: not the person that would start a fight and good at making new friends.
Very tall (for an Avali): pretty self explanatory.

Negative Traits:
Not too lucky: once he fell into a sewage pipe... And couldn't get out... Don't ask.
Not too agile: can't play dodgeball without being nailed.
Huh? What was I saying?: can lose his track of thought... Oh look, a butterfly!

Abilities: Analyze ( You all start with this, abilities will be added by me upon your apps acceptance or not )

Stats:

Strength: 9
Perception: 15
Constitution: 15
Endurance: 10
Intelligence: 9
Agility: 7
Luck: 5

As you come in contact with important NPC's, they'll be added to here

Nyxis

Shade

Eki

Airt

Miranda Olejnik

G-981

Tria

Dante Cerci

Faust Celvi

Erebus

 

Can I just reuse Keissa, but with the two points in strength?

 

Of course! Do you want me to pull it from the cerci application?

 

Then make it so...

 

Name: Roy Stone
Race: Human
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Physical Attributes: 5'11 but often hunched to 5'9, Short shaggy brown hair, Blue eyes, Broad shouldered, no particularly outstanding characteristics, often wears dark sunglasses, wears an White Cross Officers uniform, taken to carrying a blued steel .357 Revolver.

Positive Traits:

Smooth talker: Great at talking out of a fight, if it's one of the rare few he can't handle.

Fighter: He is effective in a firefight, even if not as well as one of his brothers.

Smart Fighter: If it technological, he is likely proficient in it.

Cool Headed: Calm in dire situations

On Cloud Nine: If you don't understand why, look over Cerci, you'll see why he's in a stupid good mood.

Good Friend: Will go into harm's way to help or save buddies.

Nuetral traits:

The Joker: Doesn't mind cracking a one line or being the butt of his own jokes, as long as it lightens a tense mood

Negative Traits:

Short of Breath: Quickly tires in physical combat

Horribly protective: His goal is to get Airt through, in one piece, and may prioritize her a wee bit too much..

Inseparable: NOT on board if it means he has to work separately from Airt.

Weak Back: Easily beaten if you go for his back.

Flares if Prodded: Doesn't like being persistently questioned, especially about his back.

Scientifically Dull: Not good with a computer.

Aggressive Fighter: REALLY wants to take the fight to his opponents.

Burning Memory: If he makes a mistake, he won't forget it, and it'll likely burn him alive for a good while.

Backstory:

"Well, we were sent in to lock down the Cerci family, we were basically sent into a slaughter...me and her got away..the only ones too. We met a lil group of people, then they inform me of one big Mr. Badass Brisk/Veno/I don't know what the hell what and that he had some sort of special arm, a project that they had Airt in line for as well..apparently he exceeded a bit TOO much..me and the group had to put him down...couldn't save the nice half..Brisk...then again half of us hardly made it out in the first place. But..that arm made it..and of course there's a want for more..no surprise..."
Faction: White Cross


Stats:

Strength:12

Perception: 12

Endurance:6

Intelligence: 12

Constitution: 8

Agility: 8

Luck:14

 

I would like to re-use my application from Cerci of Bevery! Also, add 2 points to her intelligence. I'm adding another character to my roster as well...

Name: Vivi
Age: ???
Gender: Presumably male
Race: Robot? (Glitch in appearance)
Physical Description: A tall glitch-esque man of about 5'10" in height. He weighs a considerable amount more than most organics due to being made mostly of metal. He's a silver color, with a face that remains still. There's a few odd features about him, for example, like how he wears somewhat "western" styled clothing. He also dons a blue scarf, presumably matching Bevery. His button up shirt sleeves are always rolled up, revealing his one good metallic arm, and a pure black arm.
Art: (Soon)
Backstory: Not long after the events of the Vacation Colony, Bevery immediately went to work with the arm. She built a robot for her to use it's technology on, and attached the xenobiological technology to his arm. Due to it's nature, it grew over his arm, much like the original hosts. She named the robot "Vivi", and allowed him to come to life once the growth on the arm finished. Overall, he has yet to say a word to her, and she wonders if Veno's personality is still retained in the arm that she severed. Since Bevery created him, he follows her around, mostly to keep her safe.
Positive Traits: +Robotic Learning: Being mostly an AI, Vivi is able to learn everything rather quickly.
+Heavy set: Since he's made MOSTLY of metal and wires, Vivi is a VERY hard opponent to knock over.
+Three...four eyes?: Vivi is capable of using heat vision.
Negative Traits: -Deadly but silent: Vivi, for unknown reasons, simply does not speak. Makes it hard to communicate with him.
-Perhaps too strong?: He is still learning how to control his black arm, so sometimes he holds things tighter than he means.
-Still a robot: Due to being rather young, Vivi is rather naive on a few subjects.

Abilities: Analyze

Stats:
Strength: 15
Perception: 10
Constitution: 10
Endurance: 11
Intelligence: 10
Agility: 7
Luck: 7

Also, if it turns out that putting xenobiological stuff on things can cause possession/other personalities on things to come out like Veno, then I am okay with this character being taken over/being turned NPC.

 

Oh...Niiice. And the max is two characters. Guys, its alright to have two but im just doing this on my own.

 

Ok..kind of badass. Ok there's no kind of to it..it is badass.

 

I'll be coming back as Sergei, with his extra points spent in strength and intelligence.

 

To get a better feel for Vivi, I started drawing him and Bevery.

 

Wow! That's very good! You have much talent with art I must say. Also, Vivi looks like a total badass...

 

I'm honestly interested to see how Roy and Sergei are gonna go together this time...after the Lil' whiskey incident.

 

Woaaaah! That is soo cool!

 

Depends. Has Roy been consistently badgering Sergei to 'lighten up' and the like? After the whiskey incident, Sergei got back at Roy; so he's not too sour about it.

 

Maybe just a wee bit.

One things for sure, I'm not letting that big temperate snowball near the whiskey!

 

We will start once we have six overall players, or in two days

 

Cool by me.

 

Oh, and all of you have your previous abilities. Vivi has an ability called gigas pulse

 

Don't you mean temperamental furball? This might be the case of autocorrect strikes again? At any rate, Roy was the one literally stuffing liquor in Sergei's face, after he had refused three times. I don't think you have to worry.

At any rate, I have a 'theme song' for Sergei:

 

If that wasn't a time to ease up and celebrate with a drink, I don't know what is, temperate was autocorrect but I meant snowball, and if we are doing theme songs......I'll be back....

Edit: Also don't have a clue how I forgot this but Roy has blue eyes...just so ya know.