Post by galahad on Nov 21, 2015 20:07:09 GMT -5
zero fuckin regrets lets go for an even nine characters
Age & Date of Birth: Oct 18th, 25
Gender: Male
Class: Slum || Scavenger
Occupation: Old Spice Guy General laborer/ takes work where he can get it.
Affiliation: Vigilante
Genetic Modifications:
Lion. He's a lion. Heightened sense of sight in the dark, fuzzy floof, though no tail or no lion ears. Some of his strength comes from lion genes.
Unique Tech: This
Also he has robot arms : o They go up to his shoulders though there's a release there so they can be taken off to be maintained. Not a whole lot of special stuff in them as far as tech but they're heavy duty strong.
Robo arms but other than being v strong and armored there's not really anything special about them. Occasionally he has some trouble with difficult, delicate tasks with his hands but considers this to be much better than nothing.
Appearance: Six and a half foot tall lion man. Floof beard long hair, gold eyes, v tol v strong. Robot arms right up to his shoulders. [ x ]
Personality: Actual teddybear probably gives good robo-lion hugs just wants to help
Background:
TL;DR, He Fucked Up.
Galahad is not someone who takes for granted what he has - born in the slums, he grew up with his family working hard for whatever luxuries they could get. He was never ambitious, however, but when he finished his schooling and found himself in the Middle class, he realized just how much more could be had and be done and did his best to help his family. This, of course, is generally frowned upon and he made some enemies along the way - something that painted a clear picture of just how bad the class struggle in Novus is.
Not standing for this, Gally searched out ways to help and eventually found himself tangled up with vigilantes. The work he did with them gave him a renewed sense of purpose - not only could he help his family, he could help so many more people.
Unfortunately, his newfound drive lead to some bad decisions. Risks were taken and when he lead a group to take down a member of the secret police that had been causing them trouble, the worst happened - it had been a trap and most of them were killed. Galahad himself nearly died - a too late attempt to save one of his friends had resulted in a lost arm, and in a desperate attempt to save someone, anyone, he completely overdosed on physical magix and destroyed his other arm beyond repair and damaged his port and NUIP. Had there not been a lookout for the group, he likely would have been killed.
The group of Vigilantes he worked with managed to save him, and after he found someone to make some arms for him he returned to working with the group, though he swore to never let a mistake like that happen again. [/ul]
Age & Date of Birth: Oct 18th, 25
Gender: Male
Class: Slum || Scavenger
Occupation:
Affiliation: Vigilante
Genetic Modifications:
Lion. He's a lion. Heightened sense of sight in the dark, fuzzy floof, though no tail or no lion ears. Some of his strength comes from lion genes.
Unique Tech: This
Also he has robot arms : o They go up to his shoulders though there's a release there so they can be taken off to be maintained. Not a whole lot of special stuff in them as far as tech but they're heavy duty strong.
Robo arms but other than being v strong and armored there's not really anything special about them. Occasionally he has some trouble with difficult, delicate tasks with his hands but considers this to be much better than nothing.
Appearance: Six and a half foot tall lion man. Floof beard long hair, gold eyes, v tol v strong. Robot arms right up to his shoulders. [ x ]
Personality: Actual teddybear probably gives good robo-lion hugs just wants to help
Background:
TL;DR, He Fucked Up.
Galahad is not someone who takes for granted what he has - born in the slums, he grew up with his family working hard for whatever luxuries they could get. He was never ambitious, however, but when he finished his schooling and found himself in the Middle class, he realized just how much more could be had and be done and did his best to help his family. This, of course, is generally frowned upon and he made some enemies along the way - something that painted a clear picture of just how bad the class struggle in Novus is.
Not standing for this, Gally searched out ways to help and eventually found himself tangled up with vigilantes. The work he did with them gave him a renewed sense of purpose - not only could he help his family, he could help so many more people.
Unfortunately, his newfound drive lead to some bad decisions. Risks were taken and when he lead a group to take down a member of the secret police that had been causing them trouble, the worst happened - it had been a trap and most of them were killed. Galahad himself nearly died - a too late attempt to save one of his friends had resulted in a lost arm, and in a desperate attempt to save someone, anyone, he completely overdosed on physical magix and destroyed his other arm beyond repair and damaged his port and NUIP. Had there not been a lookout for the group, he likely would have been killed.
The group of Vigilantes he worked with managed to save him, and after he found someone to make some arms for him he returned to working with the group, though he swore to never let a mistake like that happen again. [/ul]