Post by Kasdim-Ur on Mar 8, 2008 13:10:54 GMT -5
Your Name: Cord
Your Age: 17
Canon or Custom Character: Custom
RP Experience: 3 years (Pen & paper, internet forums, console games.)
Rules Password: killerbeesandbumbletrees
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NPC or PC: PC
Real- Life Character Name: Drengr Hvas
Ymaggion Character Name: Drengr
Alias: N/A
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Nationality: American
Rank: Gamma
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Drengr's only real advantage as well as disadvantage that would fit in this category is his reputation, that is known far and wide. His reputation simply tells of his acts of brutality, and random extreame violence. This is a 'strength' as well as a 'weakness' because it will help and harm certain goals of his, such as intimidating somebody, or being chased by the policing force of Ymmagion. This reputation seems to have a similar effect as the Mongols did back in the day, where towns would surrender or have every single inhabitant slain, except for 1 person to tell the next town, which as a result had many towns surrendering. However each action has an equal an opposite reaction, and he is heavily wanted, even for certain things he didn't do.
Clothing/Armor:
Drengr has various outfits he wears, his most common appearal being a pair of large, baggy dark blue jeans, with a leather belt for support. A t-shirt of somesort, typically a black one, plain with no logos or writing of anysort on it, hating shirts like that. He wears brown hiking boots as well, that are well broke in, and fatigued as though he has traveled the world in them. At other times, when he is feeling exceptionally barbaric, he dons a suit of armor. Chainmail greaves, a chainmail long-sleeve shirt, plate boots, plate gauntlets, a plate gorget, and typically topped off with a tunic of somesort, usually in black.
Physical Appearance:
Drengr is about seven feet tall in heighth, and about fourhundred pounds in weight. None of this weight is fat, almost all of it is due to his grotesque ammounts of muscle, which appear about as large as some worldclass body builders on steroids would. They are way past the point of attractiveness, mostly scaring away members of the opposite sex. His skin tone is a dark brownish, green one, a typical color for most of the orcs of his caste. He is balding on the top of his head, leaving the topmost area void of his darkbrown hair, and he sports a large beard as well, which is about 4 inches in length, and very rugged looking as well as primative. His eyes are a dull red, and his teeth are large, sharp, and appearant, like most orcs. His posture is perfect, and he walks as though strutting most of the time.
Personality:
His personality would be much more sterotypical if orcs were more common, as people could instantly be prejudice and classify him as some huge barbarian in need of a good bath and anger-management. However prejudice on thier part wouldn't be incorrect in the least. Drengr gets angry very easily, and can be provoked into a raging berserker fairly fast. Drengr takes out much of his frustration in life in Ymmagion, acting on all the destructive impulses, that he has to resist in real life, holding no reservations or inhibitions, and letting nothing sway his ways. His sence of humor is twisted and cruel, and he delights in destroying his enemies, as well as any petty annoyances that come his way. He also simply takes what he wants, whether it be food or women. As is very understandable, this creates many problems, complications, and unnessisary hardships, with which he complicates even more through that berserker mentality. Its due to this that he has that horrible reputation, as well as that huge bounty.
Equipment:
Drengr has a fondness for melee weapons, in particular, axes. On the average day he will be carrying around a very large, two handed battle axe, along with a couple of smaller knives, for throwing, skinning, or anything else that comes to mind.
Miscellaneous Items: N/A
Elemental Affinity: N/A
Special Abilities:
The only special abilities that Drengr posseses is brute strength. He can military press 1500 lbs, whereas the average human can only military press 130 lbs (If the Master Chief, a Beta, can lift 3000 lbs, I can't see any problem with Drengr's strength.) He can also run at a very fast speed of 30 mph. He also heals at a super fast rate, recovering much faster from shock, stuns, and bodily damage. He is also very tough, being able to take large ammounts of damage before losing conciousness.
Transformations: N/A
Techniques: None for the moment
Super Techniques: projectepsilon.proboards78.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=technartregister&thread=1204999897
Battle Style: As any melee fighter would, Drengr closes in fast. He has no qualms about fighting dirty, and tries to take down the opponent as fast as possible. There is no glamor, nor signatures moves involved, he does not mix aesthetics with combat as many do.
Companions: N/A
History:
Drengr Hvas as many people do began to work for his familys buisness. In his case it provided him with a good salery, plenty of free time, and a very boring, protocal bound office job. This would stifle his warrior spirit quite a bit, working from 9-5 in front of a computer screen. In his free time, he would work out, and practice various things such as Jeet Kun Do, however even these only helped him retain his warrior spirit, not free it. Thats why early when the new virtual reality game, Ymaggion came out, he was one of the first people to buy it. Not being creative, he modeled his character almost exactly after himself, with exaggerated and enhanced attributes, and made his character an orc as well. Such a backround would almost justify his behavior, as well as make his exceedingly rare people even more feared, and looked down apon.
His character was created to be from the moutainous region in the Far North, and soon made his way from the hidden chieftain society of orcs to make a name for himself in the world of men. He came in with the best intentions, however an unfriendly NPC in Newdam began to mess with Drengr in a drunken stupor about his 'ugly green ass' being in there. Drengr contemplated his available actions, then realized due to the nature of the character he made, he would never really fit in. It wasn't a second later when he struck down the human with a swing from his battleaxe, and the various fueds that would spring from this action soon came to be known as the Newdam Bar Massacre.
Now a wanted fugative, with the blood of many on his hands, he had nothing to lose. Not to mention the fact that he was enjoying every second of it as well, running from the law, killing at will, taking what he wants. His newest travels have created many similar situations. He now travels from town to town, causing death, havok, and destruction at every corner.
RP Example:
Drengr panted and placed his hands apon his knees, it seemed like the d**n ring wraiths were chasing him. He slowly stood back to his full height, and glanced back towards the setting sun in the horizon, he was maybe a day ahead. He may be the toughest d**n Gamma out there, but was none the less, a Gamma. He couldn't take on the Core itself, so thats why he had to strike hard, think fast, and run even faster. He had enough food in his backpack for a day or two, providing he rationed it. Glancing back one more time, his eyes narrowed as they picked up on a small figure outlined by the blood red sun behind them. Drengr grunted as he broke back into a swift jog towards the small town ahead, and vowed to himself to get better mode of transportation.
Extra: N/A
Your Age: 17
Canon or Custom Character: Custom
RP Experience: 3 years (Pen & paper, internet forums, console games.)
Rules Password: killerbeesandbumbletrees
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NPC or PC: PC
Real- Life Character Name: Drengr Hvas
Ymaggion Character Name: Drengr
Alias: N/A
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Nationality: American
Rank: Gamma
Strengths/Weaknesses:
Drengr's only real advantage as well as disadvantage that would fit in this category is his reputation, that is known far and wide. His reputation simply tells of his acts of brutality, and random extreame violence. This is a 'strength' as well as a 'weakness' because it will help and harm certain goals of his, such as intimidating somebody, or being chased by the policing force of Ymmagion. This reputation seems to have a similar effect as the Mongols did back in the day, where towns would surrender or have every single inhabitant slain, except for 1 person to tell the next town, which as a result had many towns surrendering. However each action has an equal an opposite reaction, and he is heavily wanted, even for certain things he didn't do.
Clothing/Armor:
Drengr has various outfits he wears, his most common appearal being a pair of large, baggy dark blue jeans, with a leather belt for support. A t-shirt of somesort, typically a black one, plain with no logos or writing of anysort on it, hating shirts like that. He wears brown hiking boots as well, that are well broke in, and fatigued as though he has traveled the world in them. At other times, when he is feeling exceptionally barbaric, he dons a suit of armor. Chainmail greaves, a chainmail long-sleeve shirt, plate boots, plate gauntlets, a plate gorget, and typically topped off with a tunic of somesort, usually in black.
Physical Appearance:
Drengr is about seven feet tall in heighth, and about fourhundred pounds in weight. None of this weight is fat, almost all of it is due to his grotesque ammounts of muscle, which appear about as large as some worldclass body builders on steroids would. They are way past the point of attractiveness, mostly scaring away members of the opposite sex. His skin tone is a dark brownish, green one, a typical color for most of the orcs of his caste. He is balding on the top of his head, leaving the topmost area void of his darkbrown hair, and he sports a large beard as well, which is about 4 inches in length, and very rugged looking as well as primative. His eyes are a dull red, and his teeth are large, sharp, and appearant, like most orcs. His posture is perfect, and he walks as though strutting most of the time.
Personality:
His personality would be much more sterotypical if orcs were more common, as people could instantly be prejudice and classify him as some huge barbarian in need of a good bath and anger-management. However prejudice on thier part wouldn't be incorrect in the least. Drengr gets angry very easily, and can be provoked into a raging berserker fairly fast. Drengr takes out much of his frustration in life in Ymmagion, acting on all the destructive impulses, that he has to resist in real life, holding no reservations or inhibitions, and letting nothing sway his ways. His sence of humor is twisted and cruel, and he delights in destroying his enemies, as well as any petty annoyances that come his way. He also simply takes what he wants, whether it be food or women. As is very understandable, this creates many problems, complications, and unnessisary hardships, with which he complicates even more through that berserker mentality. Its due to this that he has that horrible reputation, as well as that huge bounty.
Equipment:
Drengr has a fondness for melee weapons, in particular, axes. On the average day he will be carrying around a very large, two handed battle axe, along with a couple of smaller knives, for throwing, skinning, or anything else that comes to mind.
Miscellaneous Items: N/A
Elemental Affinity: N/A
Special Abilities:
The only special abilities that Drengr posseses is brute strength. He can military press 1500 lbs, whereas the average human can only military press 130 lbs (If the Master Chief, a Beta, can lift 3000 lbs, I can't see any problem with Drengr's strength.) He can also run at a very fast speed of 30 mph. He also heals at a super fast rate, recovering much faster from shock, stuns, and bodily damage. He is also very tough, being able to take large ammounts of damage before losing conciousness.
Transformations: N/A
Techniques: None for the moment
Super Techniques: projectepsilon.proboards78.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=technartregister&thread=1204999897
Battle Style: As any melee fighter would, Drengr closes in fast. He has no qualms about fighting dirty, and tries to take down the opponent as fast as possible. There is no glamor, nor signatures moves involved, he does not mix aesthetics with combat as many do.
Companions: N/A
History:
Drengr Hvas as many people do began to work for his familys buisness. In his case it provided him with a good salery, plenty of free time, and a very boring, protocal bound office job. This would stifle his warrior spirit quite a bit, working from 9-5 in front of a computer screen. In his free time, he would work out, and practice various things such as Jeet Kun Do, however even these only helped him retain his warrior spirit, not free it. Thats why early when the new virtual reality game, Ymaggion came out, he was one of the first people to buy it. Not being creative, he modeled his character almost exactly after himself, with exaggerated and enhanced attributes, and made his character an orc as well. Such a backround would almost justify his behavior, as well as make his exceedingly rare people even more feared, and looked down apon.
His character was created to be from the moutainous region in the Far North, and soon made his way from the hidden chieftain society of orcs to make a name for himself in the world of men. He came in with the best intentions, however an unfriendly NPC in Newdam began to mess with Drengr in a drunken stupor about his 'ugly green ass' being in there. Drengr contemplated his available actions, then realized due to the nature of the character he made, he would never really fit in. It wasn't a second later when he struck down the human with a swing from his battleaxe, and the various fueds that would spring from this action soon came to be known as the Newdam Bar Massacre.
Now a wanted fugative, with the blood of many on his hands, he had nothing to lose. Not to mention the fact that he was enjoying every second of it as well, running from the law, killing at will, taking what he wants. His newest travels have created many similar situations. He now travels from town to town, causing death, havok, and destruction at every corner.
RP Example:
Drengr panted and placed his hands apon his knees, it seemed like the d**n ring wraiths were chasing him. He slowly stood back to his full height, and glanced back towards the setting sun in the horizon, he was maybe a day ahead. He may be the toughest d**n Gamma out there, but was none the less, a Gamma. He couldn't take on the Core itself, so thats why he had to strike hard, think fast, and run even faster. He had enough food in his backpack for a day or two, providing he rationed it. Glancing back one more time, his eyes narrowed as they picked up on a small figure outlined by the blood red sun behind them. Drengr grunted as he broke back into a swift jog towards the small town ahead, and vowed to himself to get better mode of transportation.
Extra: N/A
