Post by Damnation on Aug 23, 2011 9:52:06 GMT -6
Name: Damnation
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Species: Mechanically enhanced human
Alignment: Evil
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Likes: Causing Pain, Fire
Dislikes: Spiders, Water
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Personality: Damnation is disillusioned with the world. He hates anything to do with Spiders of water, and loves to burn things.
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Appearance: Long jet black shaggy hair, Wears a grease stained Tank top and Blue Jeans
PlayBy:
(Sorry its a rip-off, Imma get a recolor done on it soon:P)
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Strengths: Hand to hand combat, Handguns
Weaknesses: Rifles, Magic
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Weapons: Walther PP9 handgun, Mechanical arm, Tech Mantle (Allows for mounting of weapons) Mounted with the "Stouker-Class" Concussion Rifle
Magic Abilities: Psychic control over his equipment, and larger munitions, such as the concussion rounds in the Stouker.
Other: Mechanical wings attached to backplate, Battle armour in key spots (Chestplate, gauntlets, backplates, thighs etc
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BIO: Damnation, or Jeremy Steele as he was before, lost his arm at 12 in a car accident. He fell into a deep depression, but managed to get a job as a mechanic. After wrecking a car in a deep fit of rage, and murdering his boss, he took over the Junkyard and closed it, prefering to use it as his personal "Lab". There, he created his new Persona, "Damnation". He built a mechanical arm for himself, aswell as battle armor, and salvaged enough to build mechanical wings. He then plagued the city of gotham, as Damnation. He also created the Stouker Concussion Rifle, a Rocket launcher that fires concussive warheads. He plagues Gotham City and more, flying almost everywhere, but is partial to riding a Harley Davidson Softail Motorcycle when he isn't in his armour.
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SAMPLE RP:
Damnation perched at the top of a large building in Gotham. He didn't know the name of the building, nor did he care. He spread his mechinical wings with just a thought, and dived off, cackling as he did.
He levelled out about 50 feet in the air before taking aim with his concussion rifle, aiming at a billboard with an old sign of a kitten food manufacturer. He popped off 3 shots, manipulating them into a triangle form with his psychic powers. All three ripped through the billboard, making a large hole. He flew through it and thought to himself "This is the life, why didn't I do this years ago!"
He sit himself to rest on top of his Junkyard home, and dropped down and walked into the small home he had. It was a ragged old place, full of stains and insects. He had a dream of one day living in a penthouse apartment, but he couldn't see it happening, as he'd get thrown out for trashing the place. He lay on the old sheetless bed, that had springs poking out, and managed to drift off into a fitful sleep, dreaming of granduer.
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Species: Mechanically enhanced human
Alignment: Evil
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Likes: Causing Pain, Fire
Dislikes: Spiders, Water
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Personality: Damnation is disillusioned with the world. He hates anything to do with Spiders of water, and loves to burn things.
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Appearance: Long jet black shaggy hair, Wears a grease stained Tank top and Blue Jeans
PlayBy:
(Sorry its a rip-off, Imma get a recolor done on it soon:P)
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Strengths: Hand to hand combat, Handguns
Weaknesses: Rifles, Magic
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Weapons: Walther PP9 handgun, Mechanical arm, Tech Mantle (Allows for mounting of weapons) Mounted with the "Stouker-Class" Concussion Rifle
Magic Abilities: Psychic control over his equipment, and larger munitions, such as the concussion rounds in the Stouker.
Other: Mechanical wings attached to backplate, Battle armour in key spots (Chestplate, gauntlets, backplates, thighs etc
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BIO: Damnation, or Jeremy Steele as he was before, lost his arm at 12 in a car accident. He fell into a deep depression, but managed to get a job as a mechanic. After wrecking a car in a deep fit of rage, and murdering his boss, he took over the Junkyard and closed it, prefering to use it as his personal "Lab". There, he created his new Persona, "Damnation". He built a mechanical arm for himself, aswell as battle armor, and salvaged enough to build mechanical wings. He then plagued the city of gotham, as Damnation. He also created the Stouker Concussion Rifle, a Rocket launcher that fires concussive warheads. He plagues Gotham City and more, flying almost everywhere, but is partial to riding a Harley Davidson Softail Motorcycle when he isn't in his armour.
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SAMPLE RP:
Damnation perched at the top of a large building in Gotham. He didn't know the name of the building, nor did he care. He spread his mechinical wings with just a thought, and dived off, cackling as he did.
He levelled out about 50 feet in the air before taking aim with his concussion rifle, aiming at a billboard with an old sign of a kitten food manufacturer. He popped off 3 shots, manipulating them into a triangle form with his psychic powers. All three ripped through the billboard, making a large hole. He flew through it and thought to himself "This is the life, why didn't I do this years ago!"
He sit himself to rest on top of his Junkyard home, and dropped down and walked into the small home he had. It was a ragged old place, full of stains and insects. He had a dream of one day living in a penthouse apartment, but he couldn't see it happening, as he'd get thrown out for trashing the place. He lay on the old sheetless bed, that had springs poking out, and managed to drift off into a fitful sleep, dreaming of granduer.