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Oh, I didn't mean her! I'm sorry if that's what it seemed like, I just wanted a floor hazard to use! Abigail was not someone who Richard Gallus has fought or met! Gah, forgive me Dobby for my negligence and failure to comply with the rules, misunderstanding or not!
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Hmm, a single song that would be what I'd like to give you as an impression of myself? I think this might be just the thing, haha!
Another possible one would've been Behind Blue Eyes by The Who, but I'm just not as bent out of shape as I was a few years ago...
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Using the pommel of his sword, Richard bashed open the front door of the Steelsword Pub, immediately pulling his buckler-strapped arm up in a defensive stance. This prudent action made what would've been an icicle rammed through his chest into an icicle that shattered upon his shield. Another projectile user. I must react accordingly. Richard kicked a table over so that it provided him with some cover while he yelled to the other officers to get behind this newfound cover. Several icicles pierced the table as a smoldering, smoky smell arose from the bottom of the table. This fire was slowly causing the table to burn away, working with the damnable frosty spears to reduce this faulty protection. Quick to come up with a solution, Richard immediately stood up from the cover with his buckler raised to where the icicle-throwers pattern would go next, started to focus upon his right leg, and eventually piston kicked the table forward. As the table shoved forth a decent way, it seemed to accomplish nothing until a lime-green boot appeared and forced the table even further. This boot propelled the table all the way to where several Gifted were, and those who couldn't get out of the way in time were slammed into the far wall and continuously held there by the table until Richard released his focus.
"It was you that chose this path, Gifted! You have brought violence and destruction upon yourselves and now you flee when the repercussions of your actions precede you! Shameful dogs! Miserable swine! Surrender your foolish ambitions or surrender your lives, villains!" Spouted Richard as he pointed the tip of his sword towards the group inside and glared at them like a man possessed.
"Oppressor! You're just another tyrant who'll try to snuff out us Gifted! We'll never be free if bastards like you slaughter us for expressing our wills!" Shouted a Gifted naysayer whose legs started to become obscured by a small tornado.
The tornado legs Gifted started to zoom towards Richard at blinding speeds and managed to shove a knife into Richard's gut before he could react. Feeling the intruding force in his abdomen, Richard gasped before looking down at the smaller man and his knife that had pierced the breastplate. Observe and adapt. His Gift is mobility. Rob him of his power and he will fall like a house of cards. Richard used his right arm to hug the knife-wielder's arm to his body until a lime-green projection formed. Unable to escape, the opposing Gifted stared into the lime-green eyes of smoldering hatred and animalistic fury as his blood ran cold. Richard rammed his sword through the man's chest before dismissing his projection and unsheathing his sword from it's fleshy scabbard. Wasting no time as the man fell to the floor, Richard proceeded to swing his sword in full arcs to either side of himself, forming lime-green arcs to his left and right. Using these offensive barriers, Richard trudged forward in his Spartan-like stance, bashing and stabbing his way through the inside of the Steelsword Pub while deterring attacks to his sides with his makeshift phalanx.
"Find the other exit and secure it! I shall take to the bowels of this infested hell-hole and subdue whatever monsters feel they escape justice!" Commanded Richard as he made his way to the stairs of the cellar.
The knife in my gut... Will have to wait. My tireless crusade cannot stop! Checking his left arm as he went down, he felt the pain of rigorous use starting to catch up to him and dispelled the lime-green arcs to his sides. More monsters must answer for their crimes. More beasts would try to plot their schemes against the innocent people of Trevalus. As long as warmth still flows through my veins, Richard Gallus cannot falter!
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Ahh, very well then! I hope those inside the pub are prepared for this, as it would seems relatively impossible for us not to enter a physical altercation, haha.
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Ahh, I see! In that case, shall I continue Richard's glorious charge into the Steelsword Pub, or wait for your "signal" in the form of an update post as to what the situation has become since I've made it to the door?
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Haha, well it's nice to meet you Stratos! I'm not sure where Surge went, but I imagine it's off to greener pastures. It's great to finally get to know you Stratos, haha!
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Pretty much most, if not all PC's will be getting past Richard, as he is not all-mighty, haha.
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This was it! Richard had this opportunity to serve Trevalus in the best way he knew how. The putrid fiends, the disgusting vermin, the forsaken bastards; Richard was what stood between them and the pure world they wished to defile. Observe and adapt. Observe and Adapt! I cannot falter!
"I understand and comply, Chief Montgomery! These bastards would see Trevalus under their heels if we simply allowed it! However, their arrogance fails to account for our mission; our duty! We are the protectors of Trevalus and the saviors of it's people! This dog will give his life for our cause; all I could ask of you is to give me the support I need to do so! Now enough talk; With me!" Bellowed out Richard as he prepared his crossbow.
Particularly, Richard held his crossbow with the support of his right arm, and used his left to slowly time out a proper speed for cranking it back with his left. After giving it some focus, Richard created a perpetual force of a lime-green hand constantly going through the motions of reloading the crossbow. All I need to do is load the bolts, just as I practiced. Using this technique, Richard was able to fire his crossbow bolts at a considerably faster rate compared to the others, pegging many people as they poured from the entrance like the animals they were. With practiced efficiency, Richard aimed mostly for their legs and occasionally their hands; a common focus point for Gifted to channel their abilities. Of course, many stragglers made it past, as the faster firing crossbow and Richard's skill with the weapon only go so far. After many bolts had been loosed, Richard noticed that the draw was being worn considerably, as it always is whenever he does this. Realizing this, Richard ceased his reloading perpetual force and slung the crossbow around his back once more. Blast! There are too many for even the crossbow to handle! No matter, I prove myself with swordplay as well. There are more than a few ways to defeat a monster!
Drawing his sword in his left hand, Richard proceeded to force his way forward, using his Gift sparingly with the buckler tied to his right arm to project extra shields for his comrades. In his usual style, Richard would either bash them with his shield arm or dispatch violent usurpers with quick thrusts, considering all who would dare use their Gifts against him or his fellow officers. Whenever one of them would choose to assault him, Richard avoid them first to see what they were capable of, and then take them with his biting steelwood. Eventually he slogged his way to the entrance of the Steelsword Pub, making sure not to enter immediately so his fellow officers can reach his position. Once they've been accounted for, Richard checks his right arm to find it already partially enflamed and covered in pulsating veins. It seems I've already reached my limit of my Gift for this arm of mine... No matter! I have more than one for a reason!
"Fellow officers, I have reached my limit on providing you with protection! Stay cautious and alert as we enter the den!" Yelled Richard as he readied himself to bash down the door if need be.
(( Since Richard is at the front, he would not be interacting with Travis who managed to get past him. ))
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Haha, that makes sense.
Man, I'm really pumped for this! I hope more people show interest like me and Damiano, haha.
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Ahh, that's a shame, haha. I suppose the closest I can get to that is just seeking all of your collective approval for my wordsmithing.
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Ahh, this looks incredibly fun! Consider me as signed up as possible for this event, haha!
My only questions revolve around how the IC would work, but it seems that you guys don't have that completely though out. Thus, I'll just wait until you have that hashed out, haha.
Oh, I just thought of a question: Will some of these War Masters and Tribunal members be participating as well? I highly doubt they would be, but it would make the competition interesting when I have to face off with professionals, haha.
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Hmm, I don't see why I shouldn't put information about myself on the internet, haha!
Name: Samuel Arnold
Age: 20
Birthday: July 19th, 1994
Location: Grand Blanc, Michigan
Height: 5'10"
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Grey
Live With: Various friends who'll let me sleep on their respective couches
Pets: None.
Relationships?: I have crippling trust issues involving intimacy due to prior experience and the experiences of those around me. So nope, haha!
Crushes?: Hmm... The above basically rules this out, but I can at least fantasize.
Dream Job: Anything that has to do with Sociology and involves achieving a greater understanding of the world around me.
Currently Playing: Off (It's a free game that is... Interesting, haha)
Favorite Food: Medium Rare/Rare Steak of any kind
Favorite Drink: Coca-Cola
Favorite Color: Purple. However, white is a close second
Favorite Music: Classic Rock
Favorite Band: The Rolling Stones
Favorite Album: Let it Bleed by The Rolling Stones
Favorite Game: Mother 3
Favorite Genre of Game: RPG
Favorite Hobbies: Roleplaying, gaming, reading, and writing
Favorite Shows: Mad Men, FMA:Brotherhood, Cowboy Bebop, and Batman Beyond
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Tfw you've finished the relaxing (if not tedious) job of painting a room! I can't un-see beige all around me, haha.
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Haha, I think ignorance would be a good word for what ails Richard's psyche! The deeply entrenched values of fear, hatred, and self-loathing are strong within him. As for character development to bounce back and forth... I suppose it depends on what happens! Though expect Richard to bother Emelia a lot since he desperately wants a comrade who trusts him... Or if he'd stop lying to himself, just a single friend in his godforsaken existence.
Jesus, that got depressing! Though I suppose it comes with the territory of having an Anti-Hero/"Villain" character, haha. As it stands, I imagine Richard will get to add Emelia to the list of people who've beaten the piss out of him eventually!
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I figured as much, haha! Let's both hope that situation isn't anytime soon! (Or do hope, if that's what sounds the most entertaining, haha.)
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Well, the "mercy" I showed Haru was part of Richard relenting to that fact, haha.
As for when Emelia reveals she's Gifted... You'll all get a treat.
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@Hukuna: I for one, am thoroughly enjoying this roleplay! It's a lot different from my first, and previously only, experience online game. I think it is revealing that my biggest flaw as a roleplayer when it comes to this format is my tendency to post in a reactionary style out of fear of doing any of the roleplay no-no's (Bunnying, Meta-ing, assumptions about someone else's world, etc.). As for a "fear" specifically for this roleplay, I'm afraid Richard might not have any friends by the time this is over, haha! (Assuming he isn't killed for being such a bastard.)
@Red'sCharizard: I usually try not to plan for anything involving an roleplay, or at least not too far ahead. I find the best policy is to just "go with the flow" when it comes to interactive storytelling, acting in response to how the world changes around you. It used to be that I'd plan meticulously for everything to go one way and it always frustrated me when it didn't pan out. Anyways, I may have missed the point of your comment, but I figured this might just be good advice anyways. Oh, and I apologize for being a busybody with my unnecessary input, haha!
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Ooh, this looks interesting! I've dabbled with the Joy-Ling character maker before, though I usually use this one as I can edit it easier in paint:
http://hapuriainen.deviantart.com/art/Pokemon-trainer-Creator-v-2-257074027
I'll find some more things like this if someone else doesn't, haha.
EDIT: Gah, I don't know how I missed it, but Telos already posted this generator, haha!
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Richard's visage grew pale as Emelia rebuked him. I... Have been nothing but kind and amiable to Elliot. This is inconceivable; unprovoked even! He is not even a real police officer and yet he has the gall to diminish me!? It must be my insolence as a Gifted that continues to plague me. Why else would Elliot despise me so?
"I... I merely wished to offer you the opportunity to be brothers in arms," Spoke Richard as he slowly released the extra gear and turned away from Elliot with his head hung low. "Forgive me for my ignorance. I have underestimated you, Elliot, and I only continue to shame myself with my arrogance. If it is what you wish, this dog will have no more words with you."
Richard sulked a moment longer before suddenly adopting his usual near perfect posture and bringing his head high once more. I will show Chief Montgomery! I will show Future Officer Elliot! I will show everyone! I may be a dog, but at least my loyalty and my prowess can be counted on! I cannot falter! Richard started to leave the station equipped with his armor, sword, crossbow, and buckler. He took one last, deep breath before exiting the building. I face fellow beasts today. Every power has a weakness. They are limited by their imagination. Observe and adapt: That is how one slays a monster!
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Ahh, excellent! Thank you Dobby!
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Richard immediately snapped a salute to Montgomery and stated, "Affirmative, Chief Montgomery! I will not fail Trevalus!"
After releasing his salute, Richard immediately started to don his armor with practiced speed and efficiency, despite his lame right arm. Upon strapping on all of his regulation equipment, Richard immediately turned to Emelia as he offered another set of regulation equipment.
"Here, Future Officer Elliot. Unless you prefer your own armaments, I have produced our standard equipment for your use," Spoke Richard as held the equipment in his good arm. "And while I am confident in your ability, I recommend that you stay by my side during this inevitable altercation. I have experience when it comes to dealing with... Gifted, and I believe it would be prudent of you to observe and learn from a seasoned officer in the field. Is this agreeable for you, Elliot?"
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A quick question that would be relevant for me and commander218:
What is the standard-issue equipment for The Trevalus Living Quarter Police Department?
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Yes! Make Richard justified in his actions, haha.
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Richard stopped losing himself once more as he heard Emelia speak again. I am holding him up from his purpose! Who am I to stay the progress of a real servant of justice?
"O-of course! I did not mean to prevent you from your prerogative. Please pay me no mind, as I am sure it would only halt your progress further," Apologized Richard as he stood off to the side to let Emelia pass. "I truly do look forward to working with you, Future Officer Elliot..."
Curse my manners! I have not only disturbed Elliot, but I have also neglected to learn their last name! How utterly careless of me. Richard was lost in thought again before he found himself staring at Emelia once more. I cannot quite put my finger on it, but there is something about Elliot... A certain boyish quality to the young man... How old are they?
[OOC] Brailens Gifted
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Hmm, with an update coming tomorrow and one of the two people who I would be confronting being unable to contest me, I feel that I will wait till tomorrow before I post a continuation of Richard's hunt for Gifted, haha.