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║ NPSG FORUMS ║ SOLO BAZAAR ║ EXPLOSIVE RUNES ║ SHARE YOUR STAT BLOCK ║ MY GAMES ║ Last edited by HotsuSama; May 24th, 2023 at 07:24 PM. |
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Continuously recruiting: The West Marches | Always open: The Solo Bazaar | Starring in: Dragons of a Broken World
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Last edited by Cap Ut; Aug 7th, 2024 at 02:07 AM. |
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On indefinite hiatus from the site. Last edited by Wynamoinen; Jul 31st, 2023 at 02:14 PM. |
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Name: Mike Wallace
Motive: You abandon something fascinating for a common goodDiscovery Archetypes: Once between pit stops, you may recover 1 Body Energy of an ally for free, provided they’re close by.Caregiver / During a challenge, any move aiming to hurt or injure someone else receives +1 strength.Warrior Looks: Mike's an average looking guy. Abercrombe isn't beating his door down, but women don't cross the street with their children when approaching him either. The cauliflower ears combined with his stocky shoulders and nearly nonexistent neck indicate that Mike probably isn't the guy to mess around with. Since his MMA career ended Mike has got a bit soft. Doughy would be the term his friends use. Personality: Mike's a decent enough guy. Looks out for his friends, follows most of the laws and tries to help his fellow man. On the other hand it takes a certain type of person to beat people up for money. Not in a baseball bat and knees capacity, but as an MMA fighter. Mike's got a bit of an edge, and a few performance enhancing drugs along his journey gave him a bit of a quick temper. He hasn't juiced since his career ended a few years ago, and some recent relationship problems have left him a bit melancholy all things considered. Humble might not have been the best word to describe Mike however jaunting through realities has left him reconsidering previously held beliefs. Background: Mike fought as a professional MMA fighter while putting himself through school to be a paramedic. A blown shoulder later, and both careers turned to dust. Working as a cut man Mike started taking some history courses at college. He was fascinated by how in many instances the most minor of details completely changed the course of things. Mike's girlfriend left him, and he went into a bit of a tailspin. Out at a party downtown with some friends his life was irrevocably changed. "Here eat these." Ryan said. Ryan had been Mike's friend since grade school, and Mike had been drinking. So he complied. Maybe that's where the night turned, maybe that happened later. In the quest for some fresh air and an attempt to come to grips with his increasingly distorted perspective on reality Mike stumbled down to the alley to answer the call of nature. Shuffling his stance to avoid the growing creek a flash of light and loud *I'm assuming an electrical type sound. Perhaps it's more of a wet horrifying *schlorp*? I don't know how this tech works, but I'd like to imagine its horrifying.Bzzzzrt* from behind him caused him to stumble and fall into the bags of trash he was currently using as a urinal. In Mike's state this was as close to a disaster as he could imagine. Boy was he wrong. Four people emerged from a car that had not been there before and walked away with an air of determination. They didn't see Mike buried the trash fermenting in his own waste. They didn't look like the sort of people welcome to witnesses however Mike didn't see this. If he had maybe Mike wouldn't have done what he did next. Simply walking over to the car was an adventure in its own right, and when Mike slid into the driver's seat his eyes immediately wandered to the button that did not belong in the car. He wasn't a "car guy" by any means, but he knew this red button was out of place. In Mike's state you'd probably push the button too. Mike wasn't in any state to be making a conscious decision regarding what reality he wanted to visit when he pushed that button. Maybe it was what he ate maybe it was jumping through realities, but Mike felt like he'd been stomped through a spaghetti strainer by a cosmic elephant. The visual light show might have been all Mike at this point, but it's not the journey. It's the destination. That destination was not the alleyway Mike had just been in. What followed was a frantic pushing of a red button by a deeply intoxicated and increasingly frantic individual. A carnival of horrors if you will. Mike is one of the few people to say that landing in an OC cell was the best thing to ever happen to him. After a tense and awkward interrogation (They didn't even wait for him to sober up) Mike was dumped back in the alley where the worst trip of his life began. As it turns out the people who's car Mike stole weren't very popular. Mike had been gone from the party for a couple hours at this point. Not even long enough for most of his friends to notice. In that time he had created some ripples. After what Mike had endured when a man named RayJay appears in a car and tells you to "Get in." You get in the damn car. What ensued was a hairy six months. Turns out RayJay is a bit of a sociopath. Mike needed out, but he wasn't ready to stop jaunting. For the first time in his life he was able to answer the question "What if?" +1 Presence Strength from build +1 to Body Energy from build Caregiver +1 Body Strength +1 Intellect Energy Warrior +1 Body Strength +1 Body Energy
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“Squeak is right" - Dirkoth Last edited by Raylorne; May 28th, 2023 at 06:06 PM. |
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GM of Zenith City, a sci-fi spy thriller using the Thirsty Sword Lesbians system. Last edited by SevenStones; Jul 12th, 2024 at 10:22 AM. |
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