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Messages - Namrul Reil
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« on: May 13, 2013, 08:18:22 pm »
"Yeeah, my own little batch of stuff that'll keep your leg from falling off. It'll burn like hell and leave marks afterwards, but nothing more than that." A little explanation is always necessary, to keep his company somewhat comfortable.
He looked over to the rocks, "I guess it would be better than being on the ground. They burrow. Hell, we've probably walked over a hundred of them." With that he started to walk over to the rocks.
His coat blew lazily in the weak wind of the Wastelands; the sun still steadily falling into the horizon. "Hey man, I've lived here my entire life. But this will only be my....... 8th time outside for longer than 14 hours." He couldn't just let the sly comments of Soli just go by. He had to defend himself somewhat even if his cvomments meant nothing.
He giggled again, pulledf his pistol out and pointed it at Soli, "Hehe, I could very easily kill you right here, or just maim you and leave you for the Squeeks," he lowered his pistol and put his other hand into his goggles giggling, "But that would be a waste. I'm not some barbarian mutant." He put his pistol away and walked up to the nearest rock. They weren't too big, but big enough to keep them from being noticed too easily.
He slammed his hands into the side of the rock, making a grip for Soli. He continued this process until they got to the top. Turlach laid down on the rock, the sun almost completely set. "Yeah.. should probably work in shifts, so we don't oh y'know... die in our sleep," he said is so lazily, "I'll take the first shift." He sat up and yawned.
The ground started to move here and there in the wasteland. The ground was becoming more of an ocean of dirt. All the little creatures are starting to wake up, ready for a night of hunt.
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« on: May 06, 2013, 07:51:16 pm »
Underneath his goggles Turlach furrowed his brow, "What I did?! It's not my fault you can't dodge a giant scorpion-like bug!" He crouched down to get a better look at the wound.
He inhaled through his teeth, "Yup, that's a cut. Thankfully it used it's claw. The stinger holds a deadly venom used to kill the biggest things out here. So it would've killed you in seconds." He stood up and turned back to his coat, "Wait here."
He tried to keep that as calm as possible. He walked over to his coat and picked it up. He ruffled through one of the many pockets and pulled out a red T-shirt. He ripped it a couple times in order to make it more suitable to be a bandage. He also took out a bottle of clear liquid. He poured some on the makeshift-bandage.
He walked right back to Soli and started tying it over the cut, "Here, this'll keep it from getting too infected." He finished tying and pulled it a little too tight, just to be safe. He stood up and started walking in the same direction as before; going a bit slower just because of energy drain.
The sun was starting to move a bit closer to the ground; not good. Soon all the nocturnal creatures would be out and about. And they were not much farther than before. Turlach looked at Soli, "We best get some sort of shelter goin', unless you wanna see the Squeeks for yourself." He laughed, although he didn't want to see them again, scary fucking things.
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« on: April 30, 2013, 02:49:07 pm »
He slammed his pistol back into his coat pocket and stretched his back. Turlach relaxed his muscles from the surprise. He took a couple steps and yelled to Soli, "Could you just, hold it off for a sec?"
That was the truth. Turlach took off his coat and folded it as nicely as he filled-pockets would let him. He placed the coat on the ground. His black and red suit in complete view. He stretched out his back and arms while Soli was taking the brunt of the Stinger attack. "Jussst a feew.. more seconds.." His back cracked, "Aaah, there we go." He laughed a little bit and all the lights on his suit flashed on. A red light surged from the center of his chest toe the four ports on his hands and feet. A.B.A spoke up, Sir, the suit is only at 12%. "A.B.A, not the time. I'll conserve energy though."
He looked at Soli, still jumping around, barely dodging his adversary. "Okay, I'm coming!"
The ports on his feet jumped to life for a second and launched Turlach into the air. He angled himself right above the stinger and started his descent. He channeled power into the ports on his hands and grabbed onto the tail of the stinger. "Gotcha!" chimed Turlach as he was throw about.
The tail suddenly blew in half, the spot that Turlach was holding had just disintegrated. The stinger screeched in pain and scurried back to it's hole. Turlach splashed to the ground with a thud. He groaned, "Soli, are you ok-" The other side of the stinger, the pointy side, landed right between his legs... stinger side down. Turlach stared at it, "Well..... holy shit..." He scrambled to his feet and dusted himself off. "Very well handled, A.B.A?" 10% again, sir.
Turlach shrugged and picked up his coat. "Should we continue on our way?"
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« on: April 27, 2013, 10:28:26 pm »
Turlach was slightly offended! He wasn't a liar. It did show how much this person actually knew of the wastelands here. Hell, if he wanted to he could tell this guy anything, and he would be none the wiser. He was too nice for that though.
"Hey man, trust me if you want to. But when you get ripped apart by some Squeeks or Beetles don't come haunting me."
He saw the ground move and crack some more. Yep, there was definitely something there. He felt the grip on his arm. Wow, such change in heart. He laughed a bit.
"Uhm, no idea. Could be a large array of burrowers, considering nothing lives on the surface anymore."
Turlach shrugged and continued walking. He was sure not to be too close to the creature, whatever it may be. He stopped about 4 meters away from it, it put his hand to his goggles and pressed a button, a little scanner protruded from the right side. "A.B.A. could you do a scan please?"
The scanner lit up and a small red grid appeared on the bulge. The grid slowly move around on it until it turned green. A.B.A. spoke, Sir, scans show that it is not a 'Squeek" but what you may refer to as a 'Stinger'.
Turlach jumped back, "Shit. Okay.. Let's just made a wide circle around it so we don't piss it off."
He was still backing up when the ground burst open. "Too late!" A long, segmented tail started flailing around. It was bright red with a giant spike at the end. It arched and went straight for Turlach. He dove out of the way with only a small nick on his coat.
He got up and ran to a distance he thought was outside of it's range. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small pistol and started unloading a few shots that the tail. Missing more than hitting. But stunning it none the less.
He yelled to Soli, "You know how to shoot?"
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« on: April 27, 2013, 07:36:28 pm »
Aah, Forced Friendship for his own good. Warmed Turlach's heart. He loved meeting new people, even if they'd rather not be met. But this this one looked like he was gonna need the help. Not everybody can just survive in this place; those who do, in his own opinion, were badasses.
He smiled at his new companions question. He let go of Soli's arm when he tugged and turned to face him. Almost too enthusiastically he put his hands out in front of him about 2 1/2 ft apart.
"Okay! To answer your question... sort of rats. We think they were at some point. Now they're more of... rat/bat/rabbit/demon things. They travel in giant swarms of about 200-300, are about this big, and love to eat everything."
He put his hands down still with the smile on his face. He turned 'round and started walking again. A slight skip in his step Turlach threw a little more info out there, "Yeah, we best get off their hunting grounds; considering that the sun has to go down at some point and they're nocturnal."
He was still hungry, but that could wait a little bit. He thought he saw a little tuff of toxic dirt bulged a few yards a head. He hoped it was nothing; knowing his luck... it won't be.
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« on: April 15, 2013, 02:42:52 pm »
It was worth a shot. He took note of his new acquaintance's attitude. Gonna be a fun time with this one.
"Really? That's a bummer man.. but kinda expected. Even if you did have food. Why would you share it with somebody that knows where he's going?" Turlach just had to put that little bit on at the end. A slight smile pulsed across his face.
He pointed to all the little gauges and lights on the upper right palate of his bio-suit. "This is A.B.A. By that I mean Advanced Biomechanical Aide. She's the AI that was found in this here suit."
The robotic voice sounded again, Sir, at current rate. Suit will not have sufficient power until morning.
"Crap..," he hung his head is annoyance for a second and then threw it back up, "you and I have a better chance of staying alive when we're together." Turlach poked Soli in the chest. "Yep.. and by the way you're outfitted, you'd make a nice snack for a legion of Squeeks."
He locked his left arm with Soli's and started to drag him in the same direction he'd been flying. "Best we get a much ground as possible!" His tone was energetic and light for the area they were in.
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« on: March 10, 2013, 12:35:19 pm »
__________________QUICK STATSNameSolomon Years From Creation3 GenderDesigned as male SpeciesHuman-like cyborg EthnicityModeled with Aedolian traits Height5ft 11in OccupationPresumably designed for psychic combat simulations ResidenceTRIM Lab; Omega Wing __________________IN-DEPTH STUFFPhysical DescriptionSolomon has clear skin that allows anybody to look to see the advanced machinery underneath. His heart is a mass of constantly turning gears and plasma-like fluid that perpetuates energy to his circuits. The skeletal structure is made of high quality reinforced steel; this has been tested to withstand over 700lbs of force on one forearm until bending. He lacks all hair on his body and any sort of genitalia; the creator did not need a toy. Attempts have been made to he past the metal surrounding what would be brain; as of yet no attempt has been successful. Overall, Solomon has a completely healthy body; according to all the tests they put him through. His head lacks a mouth, whether it was so he would have to use this powers to communicate or if he was still unfinished is unknown. PersonalityA lack of personality is more accurate. It seems that his adaptive programming was supposed to take the behaviors of others and merge them into a unique personality for himself. When questioned about this he will only respond, "Insufficient data for compiling." The people that he has been exposed to have had no effect on how he acts, for now anyways. Magic/AbilitiesSeeing as he was designed for either training psychics or being a soldier; Solomon has minor psychic abilities. These abilities include: Minor telekinesis and mind-reading. RelationshipsMission 1 for "The Doctor" HistorySolomon was found in one of the abandoned labs in Teinar. When he was uncovered he found inside of a sort of incubation tube. After his "saviors" found him they battered him with questions until there was some sort of malfunction with Solomon and he murdered them all. Eventually he calmed down and was taken by a new group to TRIM. He is now kept in a 6mx6mx6m room where there is only a chair and a bed. He has no need for any other accommodations. So now he is a subject questioned again and again to get into the knowledge he is implanted with. Solomon has shown no attempts to escape, but will say that he has a "mission" that he was assigned and must leave as soon as possible. __________________THREAD TRACKERCurrent ThreadsComplete Threads[/list]
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« on: March 02, 2013, 08:06:44 pm »
Very, very doubtful.
"Uhm, no," Turlach stopped a moment to think, "Well, unless some sort of trader happens to be crossing the path. Even then it's still pretty rare for them to have fuel." Turlach yoinked the coat off the sticks and pulled it back on.
Turlach clambered off the ground and stood parallel to Soli. He reached his hand out for a hand shake, "I'm Turlach: Treasure Hunter and Scientist Extraordinaire." A small red LED light on his chest started beeping; a female robotic voice emanated out of his suit, Power level at 10%.
He let out a sigh, "Well, looks like I still have a long wait ahead of me. Mind if I walk with you? It would be nicer than the ground." His stomach growled, "And you wouldn't have any food would you?"
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« on: February 28, 2013, 08:36:18 pm »
-Hastily takes cookies and jams them into face.- Thank yoou! ^_^
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« on: February 26, 2013, 06:01:10 pm »
Turlach needed a place to take a break, his power suit was started to eat away a bit too much energy. He had just returned from a small venture into a radiation den. Nasty things in there, but the creatures always leave the clothing and gear of their prey on the ground. A few guns and scrap here and there are always quick sellers.
The beeper in his head started going off. The suit has reached it's limit and has to cool. He quickly shut off the power going to his jets... not his best idea. The moment those jets went off, he went into the ground. Thankfully, he never hovers more than 4-5 feet off the ground, but he was going pretty fast.. So it was more of a rug burn than a crash.
A little dazed, a little confused, mostly pained. He just laid on his back, and made a quiet resolution to not do that again...ever.
Turlach sat up, he knew where he was.. relatively speaking.. but he needed to time recharge. He took off his lab coat and strung it up on a couple random sticks making a crappy lean to.
He laid back down, this time under the cover of his coat. Just lying here until the suit's ready, then off again. He turned his head to the open side of his little tent and saw something, a person? Out here? That was something new, didn't look like a scav. Must be off planet.. or something.
Lifting himself off the ground he turned and waved to the figure, "Hello! Care for some idle conversation in this blasphemous waste of land?"
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« on: February 26, 2013, 04:55:21 pm »
Why thank you!  I shall respond as soon as possible.
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« on: February 24, 2013, 06:17:05 pm »
I'm absolutely horrid with starting, and I wouldn't really know where to start! Can you do it, pleeaaseee?
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« on: February 23, 2013, 06:24:30 am »
Imagine it, a mechanic (Soli) and a scientist (Turlach) going around the wastelands. They'd blowing stuff up, learning to ride the mutated animals... or maybe build robots to do that. They'd be doing science! Maybe some exploring of the underground. Finding more mutants, trying to ride them. So much can be done with these two mainly neutral characters. Sound good to you?
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« on: February 22, 2013, 03:52:33 pm »
Thanks for the welcome! And I think I'll take a look at your characters. If something catches my eye I think you may have another RP on your hands!
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« on: February 22, 2013, 03:26:54 pm »
PLAYER WANTS What types of plots are you interested in playing?Truthfully, I can play just about anything you throw at me, romances, comedies, serious "We have a job to do" I like them all. What types of plots are you not interested in playing?Plots that just beat around and get nothing done. Like.. if a person were to meet another, and they just... don't do anything. How often can you reply to any given thread?Everyday basically, unless that pesky life things happen. What is the longest you're willing to wait for a reply to a thread?3 weeks tops. Are you open to RPing over instant messengers? If so, what's the best way to contact you and what times are you generally available?I'm not really open, I have lots to do along with this. Are you open to post volleying?Yep, completely okay with that. Just message me if you want to and if I'm able to, then let it commence. Anything else?Give me advice on how to make my writing better. If you see a problem that can be fixed, tell me. I love the help. PLAYER LIMITS What are you limits regarding powerplay/godmoding?Only if it's a fair hit, if a character were to attack in an open spot or had a counter to my attack, then it's fine. Just no power combos, this is a rp; not streetfighter. What are your limits in regards to romantic situations?Any type of romantic thing is okay. I would rather the relationship develop on it's own. Pre-scripted IC love is no love at all! What are your limits in regards to sex?I would rather it fade to black after bot hare nude, just because of past experiences. What are your limits in regards to pregnancy within plots?Just as long as it's logical and flows with the story. What are your limits in regards to violent scenes?I am completely okay with violence. I would rather intense and brutal fight scenes, they make the rp seem that much more intricate. What are your limits in regards to abuse/rape in plots?Prefer to avoid those. Are you okay with characters being transformed against their will?Just ask first, the character in question might be immune to such things. What about healing?Just ask me first, certain healing can make a rp boring if nobody gets hurt that bad or has some sort of loss.
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« on: February 21, 2013, 07:58:58 pm »
__________________Q UICK STATS
Name
Turlach Wynne
Age
26
Gender
Male
Species
Slightly mutant human
Ethnicity
Teinar
Height
6'0''
Occupation
Treasure Hunter/Scientist
Residence
Teinar
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Physical Description
Turlach Doesn't have too much to boast. He often wears a skin tight combat suit. The suit consists of light fibers that allow energy to be absorbed and released through panels on his hands and feet. Over the suit he wears an ancient lab coat that he was able to pull out of the lower levels of his home. Two plasma blasters hang from his sides. They're a little broken so they can't kill unless at close range, but a hit from any range is equal to getting zapped by a powerful taser.
The average person wouldn't see what make Turlach so different. He wears big black lab goggles almost at all times. These goggle cover up his mutation. His eyes are not normal, they take up a a slightly bigger area of his face and have no lids. They also have no pupils or any defining features at all, they are just completely green, somewhat like bug eyes.
His strangeness ends there, he has no other features that somebody would find out of the ordinary. He has a normal build if not a tad stronger from all the fighting he does when he explores deeper into the labs. He has short blonde hair and he always keeps it that way. He has a tattoo of two simple claws on his face that reach underneath the goggles and cup his eyes.
Personality
Turlach is generally kind hearted. But he often keeps his distance from anybody, which was considered a tad strange when he came back to the populated areas of Teinar. He has no problem with talking, but nobody ever seemed to connect with him to make any conversation worthwhile.
Magic/Abilities
He has enhanced sight on account of his eyes. He can see in the dark and he has a wider field of vision that almost reaches all the way around him.
Relationships
None yet
History
He had the normal upbringing of anybody on Teinar. Close family ties and all that. He never was one for relationships, he would rather work out or explore the wastelands. As he grew older he slowly drifted away from his family. Still, he keeps contact with his huge family, often trades his findings with them. Just that he likes to go off on his own and find new things within his own backyard. Turlach will give his aid to anybody who needs it, no matter if there's pay in it or not.
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« on: February 21, 2013, 07:00:29 pm »
Yep, just went through that good ol' signing up thingy. You guys seem like a pretty likable crowd, and I'll be looking forward to putting my brain thoughts and finger exercises to good use. I'll soon have my first character up and ready for some action.
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