OHHH GOODY! An RP thread!
Name: Mordecai Brimstone
Appearance: Tall medium build, five o' clock shadow, a large number of scars across body and face
Wearing a laser/bullet proof vest with a black with yellow lining skin tight carbon
fiber nano tube suit and with a large number of bags and ammo packs covering
most of midsection (most filled with jelly beans and whisky) and circular yellow tinted glasses.
A pistol on a chest holster and two other pistols on each hip
Bio: After an extremely awful experience with facing betrayal and having his personality broken down
he has been accidentally cloned into one of his personas "Mordecai Brimstone" after being trained
under the private military company that betrayed him in his first life he lives again as a happy go
lucky space mercenary.
Skills: Unconventional tactics and fighting, advanced training in firearms and hand to hand combat
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*Strange ship is seen rip through a worm hole and smash next to campsite*
Crashing sounds are heard inside of the ship
*Bursts out of top escape hatch with a whisky in one hand and a sandwich in another*
Hiya! I've got no idea where the -blam!- I am! Anyone care to explain? Or should I just start shooting?
*Takes swig of space whisky*
English
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That was scary
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Edited by Chad Quibs : 6/20/2013 9:45:21 AM*Takes swig of Space whisky* What? You mean, this? *Points to spaceship* Doesn't this happen all the time? Wait a god damn minute, I don't see a StarBucks anywhere....WHAT YEAR IS IT!? *Points finger questioningly*
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HE'S RPING ME HELP STOP HIM
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Edited by ImperialAdmiral: 6/20/2013 11:12:05 AMJust pretend he's your failed clone Besides, I like sudden wackyness
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What? I'm standing all the way the -blam!- over here, and wait a minute. Isn't -blam!- legal anyway? *Takes swig of space whisky* That must mean....my god, it's the 12th Century.....England.
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I DON'T WANNA RP [spoiler]RolePlay[/spoiler]
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Oh, well... *Points sandwich to door*
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STOP IT
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Stop what? *Raises eyebrow*