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Topic: King's Blades Training Manual
Subject: Stubborn.
That's about right. Family trait. Got his sister killed after all!
Posted on 2012-11-13 at 22:56:36.
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Topic: King's Blades Training Manual
Subject: Review
Would it be better for me to redo my post/review my actions? It's not really Malagaar's style, but if it's for the party I can make sacrifices.
Posted on 2012-11-13 at 22:51:11.
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Topic: King's Blades Training Manual
Subject: Well...
That's just down to the dice. Which, coincidentally, don't seem to be in my favor tonight.
Posted on 2012-11-13 at 21:03:07.
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Topic: King's Blades Training Manual
Subject: 4th ed.
Depends on what zombie's you're fighting! I've never let my players have an easy fight!
Posted on 2012-11-13 at 19:09:14.
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Topic: Dead
Subject: It would only happen to me...
With all the strength he could muster, Malagaar thrust his scizore deep into the wretched beast, his oath guiding him to meet his mark. Joy turned to horror however as the blade that plunged into it's chest did nothing more than anger the creature who turned his attention to the dark elf's throat. Horror gave way to pain then as the monster's claws dug into his neck, narrowly missing anything important that could have killed him in a single blow, and withdrew with chunks of his own flesh.
He screamed in agony and reeled from the blow. ''I will not die here, and not to abominations like you'' he muttered, spurring on his own will to live more than an intimidation attempt. To die here would be to prove all those back home right, and he would not do that.
Gathering himself he took a step back to give himself leverage to push forward to land an blow on this beast that would attempt to finish him. Even if his vision blurred, his head lightened and his skin paled. He wouldn't fall so early. He had a duty.
((OOC Not going to let up, instead plan on bringing him down before he can do that again! Another attack on this sad creature.))
Posted on 2012-11-13 at 17:29:54.
Edited on 2012-11-13 at 17:31:09 by KingRat
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Topic: King's Blades Training Manual
Subject: Opinions
I think our opinions on the term 'good start'!
I'm joking, let's hope I don't die in the first encounter! Let's kill some zombies...
Posted on 2012-11-13 at 17:20:43.
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Topic: Dead
Subject: Abominations.
Malagaar joined the rest of the blades in advancing to the temple, satisfied that the high general had called for a retreat. It wasn't perfect, but it was enough. He tested the feel of his weapons, making sure he was used to the balance and weight so he wasn't caught off guard during combat.
Then, the horse reared up. 'Stupid beast' he muttered, for he had contempt for those creatures that did nothing more than get in the way. The source of the disturbance reached his nose before his eyes. The stench of the dark puppets causing him to turn his nose up. He pitied them, and spoke a simple prayer for their souls he would release.
''I will save you from this tortured existance'' he muttered, before stepping cautiously forward, aware of his footing, baring his swords at the beasts. When close enough he lunged forward with both blades, aiming to sever the creatures head from it's neck.
(OOC: Move forward, followed by an attack [double attack?] on the zombie closest.)
Posted on 2012-11-12 at 14:42:18.
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Topic: Necessary Evil
Subject: Further Cont.
"You’ve got precious few seconds before you hit the ground. Since I’ve touched each of you, I can now communicate telepathically at the speed of thought. One of your few seconds will be gone by the time I finish my offer. I suggest you think fast."
"There’s a prisoner in the holding pens named Mindjack. You might have heard of him—he pulled the Amij Diamond job last
summer. He’s in there somewhere, and I want him. If you agree to break him out and bring him to the center of the camp ALIVE—I’ll bust open your nullifiers so you can survive the fall. If you tell me to go stuff myself, I can only say that I hope you hit a Fin on your way down."
"Find Mindjack, bring him to the center of camp. I’ll pick those who survive up after I deal with any remaining V’sori that fly in. It won’t end there though. I can find you wherever you go now. I can help you and show you how we can defeat the invaders who took over our playground, or I can point you out to them like wounded prey to a hound. It’s your choice."
"You have 7 seconds."
Hawk
He didn't like Dr.Destruction's cocky tone. That was he lorded it over him and the other 3. Surely he knew that they combined could kill him, but because of these damn Nullifers they had to sit and listen like dumb animals. When the minions slapped the clay like substance on his wrists he knew what was planned. He just hoped there wasn't enough to blow his hand off. Then, when the floor fell from beneath him the shock of it took the air out of his lungs. He was aware that Dr.Destruction had practically made a speech in a second using telepathy. 'Impressive' he thought, before looking at the rapidly approaching ground and screaming 'I'm in'' at the top of his lungs.
Phoenix
The first think she thought was that she owed this villain her life. Then she realized what that actually meant. She was a nobody in a group of villains. Hawk, the super assassin, Famine the lord of Decay, The Swordsman who kills anyone who doesn't allow him his peace and her, a medic. She was going to have to learn to deal with it. Then, the floor gave way. Again, she screamed as she fell through the air towards the ground. When Dr.D made his offer she punctuated her screams with a howled 'IF YOU GET ME OUT OF THESE THINGS AND SAVE ME'' before closing her eyes so she couldn't see the ground...
Famine
This man was powerful, he was evil and he was irritating. Famine was thankful that his life had regained purpose and that he had another chance but he didn't need to be treated like this. The minions didn't bug him, in fact he thought that he should get himself a green clad group of people. He looked at the other memebers of the cell. ''Not these guys though'' he mused. Then, he was tossed from the transport into nothingness. He looked up at the transport that was shrinking by the second. He listened to Dr.Destruction's rant and called ''Set me free and I will'' hoping he could be heard.
The Swordsman
He sat in silence as he listened to the strange metal man's rant. He didn't care that this was the most notorious villain in Star City, let alone the world. All he cared about was getting these Nullifers off and continuing his alien hunt. When the clay substance was put on the devices a smile played on his lips. Then, he began to fall and Dr.Destruction laid his cards on the table. The Swordsman respected this man's directness and shouted upwards ''As you wish'' before waiting for his fate to be decided.
Once you agree, a small light begins to flash from within the plastic explosive and it detonates, shattering the nullifiers. You feel your strength come flooding back as you crash into the roof of the prison facility. Luckily for you, the roof was made of tin, and softened the fall somewhat meaning those without regeneration get away with nothing more than a few bruises. After you land, 4 boxes land with you that contain your equipment. Dr.Destruction must've got them from the M'Buna as well. Looking around you see that this facility has a large, 12 foot tall outer fence, one gate, a watchtower and a barracks as well as the main building you landed on.
Four guards stand in the courtyard and are taken aback by your sudden entrance. They are drones, half organic and half human, the aliens made these as foot soldiers by experimenting with captives. You don't have time to think about this now as it's time to get to work
Posted on 2012-11-08 at 20:43:05.
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Topic: The Skill Check Game
Subject: Success!
However, that natural 20 was a curse as well as a blessing as you run so fast you kick up a storm and blow everyone in the area away. Enjoy!
Roll to get up and motivated to build my character for Saturday.
Posted on 2012-11-08 at 20:03:53.
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Topic: Necessary Evil
Subject: Cont.
Suddenly the M'buna flies into the air! It flips end over end, sending you tumbling into the other captives. The world is a jumble of colour and cursing before you finally come to rest. The M'buna is ripped wide open ans you can see blood and smoke everywhere. A massive explosion rocks the wreck, killing the fin guards as they stagger forth. You're stunned, trying to regain your senses but the Nullifiers keep you weak and useless.
Then a familiar figure strides through the smoke holding a massive gun. There can be no mistaking the form of Earths most powerful super villain - Dr.Destruction!
''You want to live?'' Destruction asks.
Hawk
This situation annoyed him greatly, being stuck with 3 people who wouldn't hesitate to kill him at a moments notice. If it wasn't for these damn nullifiers...
The the world was a mosaic of colour and sounds. He was vaguely aware of being flung like a ragdoll into the walls, floor and other occupants of his cell. The woman's screaming didn't help either. ''SHUT THE HELL UP WOMAN'' He shouted. When the ship finally righted itself, he attempted to pick himself up. He was groggy and disoriented but was aware of a black figure standing at the cell door. Upon being asked the question he just nodded dumbly and stumbled forward.
Phoenix
Fear filled her as the other prisoners eyed her up and glared at her. I suppose she was the odd one out in this situation. She was about to ask why they kept looking at her when the world around her fell apart. She screamed as she was tossed around the cell and flinched every time she came into contact with Famine. When she heard one of them shout she stopped her screaming and instead just resolved herself to moan with pain. When the world stopped spinning she looked in horror at the man who stood at the gates. The worlds most powerful villain. Out of pure fear she said yes in a quiet voice, and shuffled backwards into the corner.
Famine
Famine was locked in self pity, he didn't want to communicate with anyone. As far as he was concerned, he was dead already. When the world shook and took him with it he didn't care. The screaming didn't bother him, nor did the pain. He just wished that this would be a quick death. He hardly contained a disappointed sigh when the ship righted itself and he wasn't killed. However, he felt his confidence grow, and he knew he had a second chance when Dr.D asked him that fateful question. ''Yes.'' He answered.
The Swordsman
The silence of the cell suited him just fine. He didn't want to have to deal with social situations now. The buzz of the M'buna's engines helped him meditate. However, what didn't help mediation was being flung around like clothes in a washer. He was tossed into walls and cuts and bruises being made on his body. He looked at them in contempt. Thanks to these aliens he could now be wounded. When the world settled he began awkwardly rubbing the blood that was seeping from a wound in his leg. When the question was asked he simply nodded in agreement.
Six green clad people in masks break through the cell and yank you all up and drag you to an antigrav transport waiting next to the hole made by Dr.Destruction. the transport zips away just as a K'tharen strike team arrives to grab any remaining prisoners. As you travel north Dr.Destruction begins to explain himself. ''You might think I rescued you because I’m in awe of your amazing powers. You’d be wrong. You can all be cut into flank steaks on a V’sori examination table for all I care. ''No, I rescued you for two reasons. The first is because it draws the fins away from my real target. The second is because I can always use a new Omega cell. If you want in, and can prove yourself to me tonight, you’re in. If you’re not interested…well, let’s just say you will be.'' At that, Dr. Destruction slams a button on the wall. The back hatch opens, and each of you
plummets out of the carrier and into the darkness below.
Posted on 2012-11-07 at 20:58:04.
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Topic: Favorite Animals?
Subject: Animal.... hmmmm...
Gotta say mine would be the Giraffe. Love the neck they have.
Posted on 2012-11-07 at 12:16:22.
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Topic: Joined the Inn!
Subject: Welcome,
I will happily extend the warm welcome I was greeted with unto you. Hope you enjoy your stay!
Posted on 2012-11-07 at 12:14:35.
Edited on 2012-11-07 at 12:14:44 by KingRat
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Topic: Necessary Evil
Subject: Necessary Evil
Episode One - JAIL BREAK!
[0800 hours. January 1st 2031]
At some point in the last two days, the Aliens slapped you in irons. Nullifiers, to be precise. You where wreaking havoc in Star City when the aliens performed one of their random sweeps. Some of you where spotted by blind luck, the others ratted out by someone who's got a very bad day heading for them in the near future.
You where transferred from one holding cell to another, and finally put onto this M'buna, a weird alien transport ship that's currently traveling down Central Avenue. Most likely, they're heading for one of the big Man O' Wars to take you off world. Rumour has it they like to dissect those with super-powers to 'see what makes 'em tick'.
At least you won't suffer alone. There are a few other capes in here as well. Some you recognize, some you don't. You're all in the same boat now.
Hawk
Brilliant. Just brilliant. He knew it was a stupid Idea. He knew he shouldn't have gone for the officer without more preparation. He let vengeance cloud his judgement, and now he was stuck on this godforsaken vessel heading to god knows where to have who knows what done to him. He sat, arms bound in front of him by the Nullifiers, looking at the people around him. He was stuck in a cell with some pretty low-down people. He recognized the ugly face of Famine. 'Lord of Decay they called him; I guess they're talking about his face.' he thought to himself. It looked as though someone has forced his head onto a stove or something. Next to him was a woman he didn't recognize. She was the least calm of the 4 people here. Shifting side to side, nervously eyeing all of them. She was the odd one out, that's for sure. Finally, there was the man they called 'The swordsman'. Everyone knew who he was. He was practically the first human to display super powers. ''So, if me, Famine and The Swordsman are here, it makes sense that this woman has powers too. I wonder what.' He thought, eyeing her once again...
Phoenix
Why did the aliens have to come to the hospital just at that moment?! If they had waited just 5 more minutes she would have finished the procedure and saved that man's life. Now she was stuck on a M'Buna, heading for some far off place in a cell with 4 people who would happily kill her in a heartbeat if they weren't all in cuffs like she was. She didn't even have any offensive powers! She couldn't understand why the aliens even wanted her. She shifted nervously on her seat, looking at the faces of each of the people in the cell with her. First there was Famine next to her. He looked a wreak with his face all messed up and decaying like it was. Across from her was Hawk, and he kept looking at her, she wasn't sure why... and finally there was the Swordsman, sat on the floor in the corner of the room. She knew them all, and knew that this was a bad place to be...
Famine
This was it. He was going to die having accomplished nothing . He couldn't believe his luck, he was attacking an alien strike force, and doing well at that. He was surrounded with piles of soggy alien goo when all of a sudden he felt a sharp pain in his side. Nullifier dart he thought instantly and cursed himself for not paying more attention. Now he was stuck with 3 others suckers without a hope in hell of escaping. He didn't know, or want to know the identity of those with him except the the enigmatic Swordsman. Hell, it didn't even matter. He had given up by now, he lost all meaning in life and now was being herded to his death. 'Game over' he thought. 'better luck next time.'.
The Swordsman
This was not the peace he wanted. Looking around he saw the faces of people he didn't know and heard the sounds of technology he didn't understand. Nothing around him made sense. When he was captured, he was beaten up as well, and none of the wounds were healing. He blamed the strange metal things that were attached to his arms. He knew this was the last journey he would ever make. He knew there was nothing that he could do that could change fate now; and as he sat in the corner of the room, eyes shut and contemplating how he could've changed, he made peace with the world and accepted his death drew near.
Posted on 2012-11-06 at 22:02:29.
Edited on 2012-11-06 at 22:27:04 by KingRat
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Topic: Necessary Evil Q&A
Subject: Necessary Evil Q&A
So, in my everlasting optimism that I will attract players to this game, I'm going to open the Q&A thread so people can as questions and get answers. Meanwhile i'll be starting Episode 1 of the Campaign.
Episode 1 - Jail Break!
Sometime in the last two days, the aliens
slapped you in irons. Nullifiers, to be precise.
You were wreaking havoc in Star City when
the aliens performed one of their random
sweeps. Some of you were spotted by dumb
luck, others were ratted out by someone who
has a very bad day coming sometime in the
near future.
You were transferred from one holding
facility to another, and finally put on this
M'buna, a weird alien transport ship that’s
currently zipping down Central Avenue. Most
likely, they’re heading for one of those big Man
O’ Wars to take you off world. Rumor has it
they like to dissect folks with super-powers to
see what makes ‘em tick.
At least you won’t suffer alone. There are a
few other capes in here as well. Some you
recognize. Some you don’t. You’re all in the same
boat now though.
(Unless playing a game by yourself is against forum rules, then you will all get to read me basically write a story.)
Posted on 2012-11-06 at 21:54:28.
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Topic: The Skill Check Game
Subject: Timeshifters...
Success! The power of your dice manipulate time, creating an extra hour in the day, just for coming to the inn.
However, this disruption in the Wibbly wobbly stuff that is time creates a wormhole that sucks you, and your internet enabled device (Who know nowadays), into it. You are forever teased with a connection that is forever ''connecting''
I roll wisdom to stop roleplaying, and concentrate on working.
Posted on 2012-11-05 at 22:36:49.
Edited on 2012-11-05 at 22:43:28 by KingRat
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Topic: King's Blades Training Manual
Subject: That's me.
Posted.
Posted on 2012-11-04 at 22:24:27.
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Topic: Dead
Subject: Offense?
Malagaar stood atop the hill in the darkness, watching the foolish Orcs lay siege to the phantom camp. A grimace played on his lips at the counter ambush that had been prepared. For an army to hide, for so many men to not give these beasts even a hope for a fair fight. He couldn't say he agreed. The events of the day played through his head. The carnage of warfare sickening him. These people had lives like our own. Twisted lives, that mock sentience, but lives all the same. The sounds of battle echoed in his mind, sending shivers along his body. The cold embrace of his Scizore woke him from his daydream as his instincts told him to prepare. He was no stranger to bloodshed, but that didn't mean he had to enjoy it.
Testing the weapons weight, he waited for the order to join the assault. He looked to the faces of his companions. This night he would pray. For the souls of the living as well as the dead. He would not allow this carnage to taint him as it did his father.
The wind picked up, and a fog settled in the valley below. A twister of light erupted, turning all eyes in it's direction and when Malagaar looked back the battle below was obscured yet the sounds not. Then, the sounds changed. Screams of fear from their own forces. Sounds of an unrelenting assault. Did the beasts regain morale? The mages on the hilltop summoned more winds to push the fog aside and the sight that greeted him made Malagaar cringe. The dead, of both armies, rose like so many puppets in a theater of the damned, limbs loose and bodies swaying. They moved with ferocity at the King's forces and mercilessly crushed all opposition. This was a true mockery of life, and something he couldn't stand. His offence was heightened when the general ordered his unit to attack the temple.
''As your wish my lord. But might I suggest a tactical withdrawal to the higher ground. You're far more likely to hold the line while we're not here to defend you that way.''
Malagaar drew his shortsword, and prepared to move with his unit to the temple.
Posted on 2012-11-04 at 22:23:58.
Edited on 2012-11-04 at 23:10:19 by KingRat
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Topic: King's Blades Training Manual
Subject: A matter of respect.
How would the king react to someone from the blades talking back to him? Questioning his tactics etcetc.
Posted on 2012-11-04 at 22:03:43.
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Topic: Satchel's hellos...
Subject: A fellow newbie!
Hello! Welcome to the Inn!
Posted on 2012-11-04 at 08:35:43.
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Topic: Savage Worlds game.
Subject: #5
Name: The Swordsman
Race: Human
Rank: Novice
Xp: 0
Setting: Necessary Evil
Abilitys:
Agiity: D10
Smarts: D6
Spirit: D6
Strength: D6
Vigor: D12
Skills:
Fighting: D12+2
Healing: D6
Notice D6
Taunt: D4
'Super' Powers:
True Regeneration (15)
Super Ability [Vigor] (3)
Toughness (2)
Pace: 6
Parry: 9
Toughness: 9
Charisma: -2
Hinderences:
-Code of Honour (Major)
-Pacifist (Minor)
-Outsider (Minor)
-All thumbs
Edges:
-Super Powers
-Power Points
Gear:
Katanna
Backstory:
Once a mighty warrior from ages past, the swordsman's name is lost to history. He is the first know human to have developed super powers, and is the toughest human known to have ever lived. Taking hits that would kill any normal man before even becoming hurt, then quickly regenerating any wounds inflicted upon him, he is the perfect warrior. In an attempt to learn his secrets, the alien kidnapped him and are having him taken to a secret testing facility. He vowed to stop this invasion, if only so he could go on living in peace.
Posted on 2012-11-04 at 00:00:43.
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Topic: Savage Worlds game.
Subject: #4
Name: Famine
Race: Human
Rank: Novice
Xp: 0
Setting: Necessary Evil
Abilitys:
Agiity: D10
Smarts: D6
Spirit: D6
Strength: D6
Vigor: D6
Skills:
Fighting: D12+3
Shooting: D4
Notice D6
'Super' Powers:
Infection [Instant Death, always on] (6)
Teleportation [Device] (5)
Decay [Rapid] (5)
Toughness (4)
Pace: 6
Parry: 9
Toughness: 9
Charisma: -2
Hinderences:
-Ugly (Minor)
-Terminally Ill (Major)
-Death Wish (Major)
-Heartless (Minor)
Edges:
-Super Powers
-Power Points
Gear:
Teleportation Device
Backstory:
When Famine's powers awoke within him, he killed his entire family. Not intentionally, but he didn't know what was happening to him, and as he clutched at his parents and siblings in desperation they suffered from his taint and died in his arms, before their bodies decayed to nothing. Donning his mothers cleaning gloves, he set out a broken man in search of a something to help him survive through life. All he cold find was a device that allowed him to teleport. Lost in the world, he felt pain shoot through his body, which he knew instinctively was the decay eating him from the inside. Knowing time was scare he declared he will not die until he had taken the aliens with him. Only then would he allow himself to pass on. Then, they caught him and his life was over.
Posted on 2012-11-03 at 23:52:39.
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Topic: Savage Worlds game.
Subject: #3
Name: Pheonix
Race: Human
Rank: Novice
Xp: 0
Setting: Necessary Evil
Abilitys:
Agiity: D8
Smarts: D6
Spirit: D8
Strength: D6
Vigor: D6
Skills:
Fighting: D6
Shooting: D8
Healing: D12
Notice D6
'Super' Powers:
Healing (20)
Pace: 6
Parry: 5
Toughness: 5
Charisma: 0
Hinderences:
-Dependent (Major)
-Loyal (Minor)
-Vow (Minor)
-Code of Honour (Major)
Edges:
-Super Powers
-Power Points
Gear:
9mm Pistol
-50 rounds
Healing supplies
Backstory:
First becoming aware of her powers during adolescence, she was crying over the body of her boyfriend who had been killed during the alien's initial invasion. By focusing all her grief she somehow brought him back to life, albeit weakened by the experience of death. However, the aliens took notice of what happened and took Phoniness's partner from her, and sent him to a hidden facility where they are to perform experiments on him to see if they can gain anything from a revived corpse. Meanwhile, Phoenix knew she herself had no power to fight, but if she could find a group of heros... or villains... who would accept her aid, she could find him again. At least, until the aliens got her.
Posted on 2012-11-03 at 23:39:51.
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Topic: Savage Worlds game.
Subject: #2
Name: Hawk
Race: Human
Rank: Novice
Xp: 0
Setting: Necessary Evil
Abilitys:
Agility: D10
Smarts: D4
Spirit: D6
Strength: D6
Vigor D8
Skills:
Fighting: D10
Shooting: D6
Notice: D6
Stealth: D12
Driving: D4
Super Powers:
Invisibility [Device] (4)
Wall Walker (1)
Danger Sense (7)
Attack, Melee [Energy Blade - 5D6 Damage, Ap 2] (12)
Pace: 6
Parry: 7
Toughness: 8
Charisma: -2
Hindrances:
-Loyal (Major)
-Terminally Ill (Major)
-Stubborn (Minor)
-Outsider (Minor)
Edges:
Super powers
Power Points
Gear:
Ablative Armour
9mm Pistol
-50 rounds
Mobile Phone
Backstory:
Hawk discovered his powers at a young age, and was drafted swiftly into the League of Darkness. They trained him into a n assassin, and gave him access to the power to summon a energy blade at will. Furthermore they gave him a device that allowed him to turn invisible when activated. Since he was a member of the league he has used his powers to cause chaos and spread fear in Star City. When the Aliens arrived he turned his skills to killing those who have interrupted his fun, and began to kill any high ranking officer he could. When heading for a particular high ranking officer, he was caught, and a nullifing dart shot into his side. He feel from the wall he was on, and blacked out. When he came too he was in the Prison ship of the Aliens, heading to an unknown destination.
Posted on 2012-11-03 at 23:27:54.
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Topic: Savage Worlds game.
Subject: #1
Name: T.A.N.K (Tactical Alien Neutralizer and Killer)
Race: Construct
Rank: Novice
Xp: 0
Setting: Necessary Evil
Abilitys:
Agiity: D8
Smarts: D6
Spirit: D6
Strength: D8
Vigor: D12
Skills:
Fighting: D6
Shooting: D12+1
Repair: D10
Notice D6
'Super' Powers:
Construct (5)
Super Attribute [Vigor] (2)
Super Skill [Shooting] (0)
Armour (13)
Pace: 4
Parry: 5
Toughness: 8 (19)
Charisma: -2
Hinderences:
-Lame (Major)
-Pacifist (Minor)
-Outsider (Minor)
-Servitor (Major)
Edges:
-Super Powers
-Power Points
Gear:
Blaster Rifle (Mounted)
-500 Rounds
Tools
Backstory:
After the Alien Invasion, a person known only as ''The Gadgeteer'' built this robot as a prototype robot to fight against the alien menace. She equipped this metal beast with the strongest armour she could scavenge, a big gun and lots of ammo. Nicknamed ''T.A.N.K'' she sent him into a live fire zone, to learn that he would only fire when fired upon. Dubbed a failure he was kicked out of the lab, left to his on devices. This hasn't stopped him however, as he now hopes to regain his master's favour by doing everything in his power (and within his programs limitations) to find her and show her how strong he has become.
Posted on 2012-11-03 at 23:06:06.
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Topic: Savage Worlds game.
Subject: Optimism
I'm going to assume that I've had no responses because people don't have the time, or are apprehensive about playing a new game. Therefore I will play with myself, making a party of 5 characters that you good people can take control of at any point. I will post stats soon, when I have more time.
Posted on 2012-11-03 at 17:19:44.
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