Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 3:01 am Post subject: Prisoners of Xilinx - OOC
Yeah, I'll try my hand at an RP too.
It is the year 2351, a space station filled with criminals, maintenance workers and CO’s of the many races from the farthest parts of the universe floats in the empty vacuum of space. This Space Station, Xilinx Universal Penitentiary, is titled “The Scream Jar” (In space, no one can hear you scream.) for its highest death rate and death sentences carried out within its metal decks and housed some of the bloodiest history of horrible things from a massacre back when it was scientific facility to genocide from a madman warden. Xilinx consumes its residents to their inner core, even after death. Magic is nothing but a child’s dream in this world; you have a better chance having something more… otherworldly.
As in Otherworldly, give an evil-esqe power. You don't have to be evil to acquire it, but you only get it when hell breaks loose. For Example, this guy from the game has an evil-esqe power. -> http://www.2kgames.com/thedarkness/
In this RP your weapon are whatever you pick up and only after Hell breaks loose, that won’t happen for a while though since Rp’s that go instantly into action with barely any introductions to each other’s characters tend to succeed at a low rate. In other words, it’ll happen whenever and wherever I want! You can choose any race you want like a dragon, wookie, Dark Elf, Big Momma, etc. unless I say so.
Name:
Prison Nickname: (What Cellmate’s will call you, Prisoner’s only)
Age:
Race:
Homeworld:
Gender:
Occupation: (Prisoner, Officer, Maintenance Worker [Several types of these i.e. Mechanic],)
Prisoner Number: (Prisoner’s Only)
Clothing: (Prisoners have a choice of an orange jumpsuit or orange jumpsuit pants with any color tank top)
Skills/Strengths: (Max 5)
Otherworldly power: (Only One)
Crime: (Prisoners only)
Sentence: (Prisoners only)
Weaknesses: (One for every strength)
Bio/History:
Description:
Will you live to see a wonderful planet’s soil again? _________________ It's time to kick ass and chew bubble gum, and I'm all outta gum
Sometimes good, sometimes bad... Always clever.
"Love" is making a shot to the knees of a target 120 kilometers away using an Aratech sniper rifle with a tri-light scope.
Last edited by Dr. Salem on Thu Jun 28, 2007 3:40 am; edited 1 time in total
(Non-serious GM Salem)Damn straight... one who smokes and talks like Tony Montana would be A plus.
(Serious GM Salem)Well not really, it's a serious-ish RP. Don't go overboard with cartoony stuff. Or don't make the crime too big that cops will want to kill you on the spot you're arrested. Maximum hatred is where they think you're absolute scum and spit on you. Prisoner's on the other hand... their level of hatred is unlimited.
Describe you race too.
Jesus, I now know what it's like for you GM's and seriousness. *Hillbilly accent* Don't make fun of me RP! *Loads shotgun* _________________ It's time to kick ass and chew bubble gum, and I'm all outta gum
Sometimes good, sometimes bad... Always clever.
"Love" is making a shot to the knees of a target 120 kilometers away using an Aratech sniper rifle with a tri-light scope.
Name: Rico
Prison Nickname: Blades
Age: 32
Race: Furyan
Homeworld: Furya
Gender: Male
Occupation: Prisoner
Prisoner Number: 13549
Clothing: orange pants, blue tank top
Skills/Strengths:
Able to make shiv’s from metal or rock
Martial Arts- Jiu Jitsu, Muay thai, wu shu, and Hapkido
Mastery of shivs, dagger, and pocket knifes
Gun mastery of hand guns, rifles both semi and auto, shotguns, rocket launchers
Unprofessional Escape artist
Otherworldly power: can turn his arms into blades
Crime: 238 murders, destruction of 3 freighters, gun running, possession of illegal weapons, and escaping from 3 slams, and the destruction of an entire village
Sentence: Death (Still waiting)
Weaknesses:
Insomniac
Hates bats
afraid of water
Iatrophobia - Fear of doctors.
Bio/History: He's an ex- special ops soldier. The reason for being kicked out was for destroying an entire village with sending rocket into a large gas facility. Before they could take him away he escaped, and has been killing people ever since.
His race, the furyans, are a war-like race. They are strangled at birth with their own umbilical cords to test if they are worthy enough for life
At the age of 5, they train to be warriors. At the age of10, they can pick what kind of training they want, and at 20, their training ends and they can do what they want, though they're encouraged to be soldiers.
He was caught by mercenaries that were searching for the bounty on his head and knocked him out cold with 5 tranquilizer darts
Don't expect too many guns, you are a prisoner after all, even if cops are killed in front of you they have a genetic mechanism to prevent prisoners.
(It's the future after all and made Butcher Bay quite a fun game not requiring to use guns all the time) _________________ It's time to kick ass and chew bubble gum, and I'm all outta gum
Sometimes good, sometimes bad... Always clever.
"Love" is making a shot to the knees of a target 120 kilometers away using an Aratech sniper rifle with a tri-light scope.
I have no clue how to pronounce my prison's name. I also feel ashamed that I didn't come up with my character yet. _________________ It's time to kick ass and chew bubble gum, and I'm all outta gum
Sometimes good, sometimes bad... Always clever.
"Love" is making a shot to the knees of a target 120 kilometers away using an Aratech sniper rifle with a tri-light scope.
Location: eating grey watermellon out of your head...wait a minute
Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 11:42 am Post subject:
Name: Slade Canda
Prison Nickname: Deathstroke
Age: 55
Race: Human
Homeworld: Earth
Gender: Male
Occupation: Prisoner
Prisoner Number: 43765
Clothing: black tank, with the orange pants
Skills/Strengths:
electronics
metel working
trained reflexes
Otherworldly power: Insanity? (otherwise, none)
Crime: murder, various crimes against humanity (full list was never compile pre-sentencing and I was never informed of the rest)
Sentence: life
Weaknesses:
refuses to take orders
hates insects
strobe lights can make him become disoreinted
Bio/History: Born and raised Darren Canda in a normal human family, my parents were brutally murdered before my eyes. I took it on myself to avenge them as Slade Canda, and within a year, unable to stop with the killer, had built up a reputation as the best in the city. But it didn't stop there. I became more and more ruthless in my assignments and eventualy I became hellbent on the one thing that would give me perfect control: the World. I nearly suceeded, but for a five man team of trained special operation marines I would have. Through my failure I was captured and sentenced to life.
Description:
Physical: Heavyset but not overweight. Well proportioned. His face is unremarkable and one would forget it within a few minutes if one were to see pass him on the street or in a tavern.
Clothing: (or what he would be wearing given the chance) Comfortably fitting, black denim jeans, A ripped black vest over a white t-shirt and a worn black leather belt with several pouches around it and a holster for his pistol (nomally an Automag V but in this case he will likely be settling for his 'power knife') on his right hip. Wears dark brown boots with external steel toes caps and a steel tread on the soles
Personality: Largely emotionless, Canda possesses the natural born instincts of a killer and the analytical mind of a trained assassin. Normally blunt and uncaring, referring to most people as ‘bounty bate' he occasionally shows a softer side, especially when dealing with children.
Unusual in his occupation, also Canda follows a sort of Code of Honour that he follows as best he can although he occasionally slips from a few of the rules.
His drink of choice is a Human vodka ‘on the rocks' and he has a tendency to offer to pay for drink of his bar mates and for any lonely looking females who happen to wander in. _________________ Blood is thicker than water, friendship just as strong
-Jag Laskovich
Understood on the cartoon thing. I noticed that you have all that (prison) info. There is no choice of sides right? Everyone is a prisoner for something, correct? _________________ Sarcasm, just one more service that I offer.
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