mercenaries

[chaoticlynxmaster]

I am back after being dead for a year. For those who remember me i am very good at starting a Rp and not spelling thing right. Well i had the spelling problem fixed. And so i have came up with an Rp that should be going on for a very long time. Like the name says it about a team of mercenaries, and they do what any mercenaries do. so this is how it going to go. i let you be any character form the 40k universe. but i wont allow tyranids, daemons, and dark elder. they are just too insane or mindless. So with that you can any weapon that the race has to offer but no over powering weapon and no big vehicles like tanks.... i will take two but it first come first serve. Now for weapons very good game but only one very powerful weapon allowed per person. Now what will makes this surely interesting is that we'll take any mission that you guys can come with. so when we are back at base you guy make up some random guy or girl to give us a problem and then we'll take it. but it is a group vote. I'll start it off and explain more when we get this started this is how i want the characters profiles to look like
Name
Nickname- not needed
Weapon
Sp. weapon-not needed
Other tools
Appearance
Back story- you can make it so we took you in when you were young. I'll take that
I will make a character when i get a few replies saying they will play. And so if you actually read through all this, thank you and hope to play with you.

[Esiphas]

(hopefully i understood all that right)

Name- Kaptin Thundabolt Windcutta
Nickname(s)- Kap'n Thunda, Kap'n, Thunda
Weapon- Snazzgun Blasta
Sp. weapon- Power-Cutlass
Other tools- Climbing ropes, Tellyporta (for Quick Group Getaways), Stickbombz, 'Eavy arour, Kap'ns hat, 'Uge Greatcoat.
Appearance- A Warboss-sized Ork Freeboota in a stylish red greatcoat (stitched from several greatcoats so its big enough for him), Sporting an old Fashioned Pirate Captains Hat with a red orkish skull glyph on it. Lots of very sharp teeth and blood red eyes.
Back story- Kap'n Thunda literally rolled into the erc. Camp one night, on a Chimera with little feul reaining and alot of missing shell. He had lost his ship in a masive fight with a Chaos Cruiser, and his escape pod had crashed into an imperal chimera patrol. He offeredto work for the Mercenars, not for money, but for free food and ale, and all the teef he could nab from orkish enemies. He brought with him his tellyporta device, which he has installed in his Home in the camp- A house Built from the wrecked Chimera he drove into camp many years ago. It allows him and any allies holding onto him to tellyport back into his chimera hut. Kap'n Thunda still works for the Mercs, 20 years on, quite comfortable with his Job position.

[chaoticlynxmaster]

Yes your got it right and i will post my character if one more person joins, i think 3 is a good number to start with?

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

Nice to see you Chaotic, I am JWard and your about to see one of the infamous shadow characters I can create. I am sure Bjorn can vouch for them.

Name- Tyamius Roxan II
Nickname- Shade

Weapon- Twin power swords;one black, one white
Sp. weapon- Shadow, see back story for more details.
Other Tools-None

Appearance- Shaggy black hair, bright blues eyes, trench coat over a basic combat fatigues.

Bio- After reaching the mark of his 18th birthday, Ty left the home of his family and the warpcrossers. He denounced all right to the powers of fallen or ascended, and fled into the mortal world. His father being descended from Tyamius, King of Shadows possessed the power to control shadows also passed down the power to control the shadows, his mother being a top notch psyker passed along her own powers creating not just an amazing warrior but an ally like no other. He met Kaptin Thunda in a bar outside of the imperiums control on one of the missions the mercs had undertaken. Upon defeating the Ork in a wrestling match by bending him to his will, Thunda brought him back to the mercs with great praise and a new home for the boy.

[chaoticlynxmaster]

not to be a prick or anything but i said one sp. weapon, shadows or psyker. sorry rules are rules.
now for mine
name-lynx ravus
nick name-
weapons- a las pistol
sp. weapons- servo harness made for a normal man
other tools- a large kit of tools, a staff with some tech priest use, and a mech shop at the base (if you call that a tool) and acouple robots here and there
Appearance- Dark green eyes, black hair with some grey in it (because he over wored not old), 25 years of age, he around 7'3" and is little bit muscular. he always has a white shirt on with oil stains here and there, cargo pants and boots.
back story- he was born and raised here on the merc camp. after many missions he made into kinda of a large base and bought him self a space ship so he can do mission off this planet. his mom was a skilled pilot and taught him how to fly before she died. his dad was skilled with pistols and taught him about that which is why he only carries the pistol. he survived a attack from an unknown group was was the only one to care for the base. so he became the leader of this new merc group trying to rebuild was they have left him.
well that take cares of that. i'll start it later just in case if anyone wants to join

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

Eh its a DNA thing, but i'll lower his psyker to a second hand thing and keep shadows..

[Esiphas]

Beat an Ork in a wrestling match by bending him to your will? Oh, how tempted I am to call Canon...

Ok, i'll do it.

Orks a psychicly resistant to begin with. In addition, In an wrestling match, An orks ental power would be focussed threefold, making it damn near impossible to psychicly Dominate one. Also, its hard to keep a spell going when your assailant is punching you with hands the size of a ratling.

And ChaoticLynx, just as a quesion (not bragging or anything, i'm just curious), Do you think your character is a more skilled pilot than a Blood Axe Freeboota ork who's being flying for longer than you've been alive?

[mina]

Name: Namine
Nickname:Cuckoo
Weapon: several sharp throwing daggers although none have ever seen her use them.
SP: High powered psyker.
other tools: bio mechanical exoskelton upgrades on her hands that allow her to sink with machines and makes hacking much easier for her.
Appearance: Dark blue eyes that for lack of a better term appear endlessly lost in dreamland are the defining point of this otherwise pathetic looking girl. Her hair is quite long, wavy, and almost devoid of its blondish color It falls down around her face in stringy generally unkept strands. Her skin is pale and sickly looking and always seems to shine in a feverish manner. Her gait is uneven and she seems to walk like someone who hasn't walked much in their life. She is too skinny which seem obvious to most people but not to her. She is constantly wrapped in some sort of heat giving clothing and wears little in the way of armor.

Bio: Namine is the daughter of the once proud leaders of the warpcrossers (Kes and Harry.) Born on the day of her mothers death all assumed the young girl would grow to be as strong and beautiful as her mother. Rather quickly they were proven wrong by the sickly girl who rarely left bed but demonstrated levels of genius with complcated information rarely seen. The girl was mostly left to herself by her aunt and uncle who were both busy individuals and had a hard time coping with the girls unusual behavior. Despite this it must be said they loved her dearly and did their best to accept her obsessive tendencies and strange manner. However one day when the girl was about 7 years old she woke in a deep fever expected to kill her and wandered off into a warp portal that her kind were known for easily creating. About 3 years later with no recollection of what she had seen or been she wandered out onto the world the mercs operated from and was taken in by the then captain who felt she was a charity case in need of watching. She blossomed into a young woman and now at the age of 18 works with the mercs as a information specialist, hacker, and psyker. Often seen as a hermit by the others she speaks little and often must be dragged(carefully) from her room for jobs.

[virado]

(I don't know if your still accepting so I might as well throw mine in)


Name-Shlaereen Murehk Shelwe (Transl: Song of Silent Stinging Wasp Death)

Nickname- Murehk

Weapon Ranger Long Rifle, Shuriken Pistol, combat knife.
Sp. weapon- None

Other tools- Cameleoline-cloak, carapace armor, Range finder, psychotelemetric receiver, provisions.

Appearance Outside of her armor Murehk would be considered extraordinarly beautiful by human standards. Her pale face and soft features would enchant most men. She has long platinum blond hair and bright blue eyes that seem to pierce through what she looks at. However few have seen her face or even know her gender as she stays with her helmet on most of the time, which distorts her voice enough to mask her gender.

Back story- Murehk was always aloof and looking towards far away places from birth. So it came no surprise that she chose the path of the outcast and left her craftworld. for over five-hundred years she has walked the path of the outcast. Now a pathfinder she walks the wild places of the galaxy and wanders to and fro. Her wanderings have since taken her to join with a band of mercenaries. Murehk is very aloof and seems to be in a world of her own. Akin to the lone wolf who howls at the moon she is a wandering spirit. She will stay with the mercenaries as long as she wants then will pack up everything she owns and leaves to continue wandering.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

Bjorn, we've seen stranger things crawl from the depths of the warp, conjure a daemon of pure shadows just to dance like an idiot. Its perfectly normal for one of our characters to be able to mind warp an ork for a short minute and them laugh there asses off! Magnus tried and managed to drink your last ork captain to the point where he was drunk and where I should've had alcohol poisoning had it not been for him being one of the nightmares. Also the shadows would repeatedly block the blows of the kaptin. Since when have we stuck to canon? We created 2 new races and introduced them into the Imperium on this site. Roxa climbed into a tomb spyder caused it to go berserk and then disabled it.

We never stick to canon.

[Esiphas]

I know, I know, I've been playing too much Inquisitor and talking to Frostspear too much lately. I should talk to Gaz more often.

Anyhow, I'm going to post a short starting doohicky, not relevant to any mission or anything, just a character start off.

IC- Thunda sat in his large Scrap iron chair, welded to the wall of his Chimera hut. He was Tampering with his Snazzgun, as per usual. Seer and Namine had been Invited round for a lunch, which consisted of a large plate of assorted meat, all of it roasted very well. There were a few ration packs as well, veg blocks and water, in case Either of his guests was worried about dieting or whatever. Thunda had finished his 3rd Helping of meat off a while back, being a ravenous carnivour as he was. He held out a hand.

''Oi, Seer. Do me'z a favour would'jya? Pass us da recalibufier Fingy dere, behind you. Wot wiv all da blinkin lights.'' Once seer finished passing it to him, He grunted ''Thankz'' and plugged it into a socket on the Snazzgun. The lights changed colour to greens and reds. ''Zog it.'' he said, putting the device down and continuing his tampering. ''What'dya fink'll be da next mission den Seer? Wat about You Namine? Pass us a rench would'jya?'' he said motioning a wrench beside Namine.

[mina]

Getting Namine out of the dark cave she called a home had been no easy task. When her door had first been approached by the large ork it had taken near ten minutes before the girl opened the door. Her eyes seemed dialted as she had looked at him and he had bellowed out the invitation in her face.

The door behind her was open enough for him to see the poorly lit space that seemed to make up her living room. Off to the side he could see her bathroom which was half lit by a flickering light that seemed to blink on and off in no discernable pattern.

She must have realized he was looking in because unlike all the others who tried to get her out of her dwelling she had nodded and slowly turned in retreat. As the door swung shut he caught one last glance at the bathroom to see blood stained wrags hanging out of the sink and caught the faintest smell of blood and vomit before he was left standing alone to scracth his head at the strange girl.

However at the time he had spoken she appeared dressed as usual in a drab grayish blue frock and wearing a black leather jacket that didn't seem to fit her do to it's relatively strong woman look. She had slowly ambled over to the area provided and sat sipping at water glancing about as though fairies themselves were flying around.

When asked for the wrench that too took a full 4 minutes before he found it hurtling towards his head. The throw itself had been well exicuted and didn't seem to fit her physically weak persona, however such questions disappeared as she continued to drink water and chew aimlessly on a piece of meat.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

(Seer? Its shade. But I'll post regardless.)

"Eh it ain't to my liken' Kaptin. The money is good but its just 'nother break in kill this person leave kinda mission." Ty said lifting a piece of meat to his mouth. The normal cover had been slipped down to allow him the chance to eat. His eyes constantly darted around, every little thing caused his shadows to give a jolt.

He smiled and began to speak again, "Kaptin thanks for the invite. Its good to know I got some sort of family right Nami?" He continued to chew the meat, it was fair in taste but tough. He pulled both arms up to his chest as the shadows cut the rest of his food.

[mina]

At first it seemed Namine wasn't going to respond to either Ty or Kaptin. She seemed to be very focused on the ceiling and braiding the left edge of her wavy hair. Then she heard her name and looked up staring at Ty and in an uncharacteristic moment shouted in his face, "Its Namine! Not Nami." then as if she hadn't shouted at him and hadn't been angry she returned to studying the ceiling and drinking water.

Sweat seemed to be spread in a thin sheen on her head as she stared off into space and mumbled something about a break in job before returning to silence.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

"The boss said that break in job was a one man deal. Steal a really powerful artifact and return to base. I requested to be put on it seeing as my shadows can unlock the doors so I don"t set off alarms." Ty said standing, she had shouted at him before on a mission. He had made a comment about the father she didn't remember and she smacked him with a psychic blow while yelling he was wrong.

He stood and said, "Kaptin i'll be headed out i'm going to see the boss. Need anything while i'm gone?"