[split] Arena Type RP

[LordTex]

Name: James Carmichael

Arena Name: Sid

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Appearance: James is short, only about 5'2 and weighs 150Lbs. He has black hair that is cut short.He has dark blue eyes, that complement his sharp edged face. Across his body are scars of falls and scrapes he'd gotten over his years of life. His arms are covered in open sores from some kind of virus that continues to plague him, He usually keeps them covered with a long sleeve black shirt. For the arena he will ware a pair of tight running pants and a worn pair of running shoes. He also keeps a pair of fingerless leather gloves with him and a Mask.

Preferred Equipment:A bullet proof body vest, elbow and knee guards are first and foremost on James' list of equipment. Seconds are a good combat blade, and a shotgun. He would be happy with a pistol though.

Phobia: Dogs are James' Phobia. He hates them and will keep as far away form them as possible.

Short Bio: James grew up next to radiation lake, his mother was a prostitute and he was a bastard child. But his mother took great care of him until she died when he was fifteen from a disease that eat at her extremities. James has the same disease and wishes to rid it from his body. After years of travel through dead and barely running cities he finally heard of the Arena. He joins now to prove himself worthy of entry into the city and cure himself of the Disease.
Notes: James is very fast and maneuverable. He relies on cover a lot and his outer armor.
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[ra1020]

Re: Arena Type RP

Name:Takeshi Chou
Arena Name: Kitsune
Age:29
Gender: M
Appearance: Takeshi is 6'2" with a fox tail due to the radiation, his skin is pure white as is the tail, wearing a leather jerkin and pants. Short white hair that is kept up in spikes, blue eyes that pierce through any soul. Muscular due to his training with the swords. has a scar over his left eye due to a training accident with his master years ago. The scar is three lines running vertical across the orbital plane.
Preferred Equipment: Bladed weaponery and throwing knives/stars/axes/etc. etc. any piece of metal that is sharp and pointy can be thrown
Phobia: Snakes
Short Bio: Takeshi, when born, was going to be the heir to his clan. A clan of samurai's who lived for centuaries after the second world war. Trained at birth to use only bladed weapons he vowed to that, never picking up a firearm. He trained for years and years, than the radiation poisoning kicked in, from that he grew his fox tail. Fighting for his life he has giving up on living on the outside and now enters the arena to try to claim a life.
Notes: Will not use any type of firearm or grenade.

 

[Felicity]

Re: Arena Type RP

Name: Charlotte Delacour
Arena Name: Lotte (Pronounced Lote-tea
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Appearance: Pale skin afflicted with the ocasional freckle that stood a mere 5'4" in height and an athletic 127lbs. Her auburn hair is tied back to a tight ponytail, short to the shoulders. Protection in the shape of a bullet-proof vest and nothing more except the clothes on her back, a button-down shirt that is never closed and a pair of skin-tight black leggings under a chewed and frayed mini-skirt.

Due to the massive radiation and her prevous love of her animals, she seems to have sprouted a pair of cat ears that she tried to keep hidden with a large hair band. She also sports a cat-like tail that seems to aid in balancing her.
Preferred Equipment: 1x .50 Desert Eagle and a Marine Dress Saber
Phobia: Charlotte has a fear of spiders, as well as a fear of being covered in blood, even her own.
Short Bio: The Arena wasn't her choice, but to make it these days people have to do things they don't want to consider, and the Arena was her last hope to do something, get somewhere with her life. She is flawed at her best and can not remember her family or any friends she has ever had, her memory past a few days is always sketchy, and her fear of being covered or otherwise drenched in blood makes her an unlikely player in the Arenas, she tries to end things quickly and with as much distance between her and the others as possible.
Notes: Fear of Blood is a hard thing to think about in an Arena where blood and death are common, but it makes things interesting to say the least.

 

[ra1020]

Re: Arena Type RP

Name:Takeshi Chou
Arena Name: Kitsune
Age:29
Gender: M
Appearance: Takeshi is 6'2" with a fox tail due to the radiation, his skin is pure white as is the tail, wearing a black leather jerkin and pants. Short white hair that is kept up in spikes, blue eyes that pierce through any soul. Muscular due to his training with the swords. has a scar over his left eye due to a training accident with his master years ago. The scar is three lines running vertical across the orbital plane.
Preferred Equipment: Bladed weaponery and throwing knives/stars/axes/etc. etc. any piece of metal that is sharp and pointy can be thrown, also handed weapon like gauntlets and shuko's.
Phobia: Snake
Short Bio: Takeshi, when born, was going to be the heir to his clan. A clan of samurai's who lived for centuaries after the second world war. Trained at birth to use only bladed weapons he vowed to that, never picking up a firearm. He trained for years and years, than the radiation poisoning kicked in, from that he grew his fox tail. Fighting for his life he has giving up on living on the outside and now enters the arena to try to claim a life.
Notes: Will not use any type of firearm or grenade.

Edit: added a weapon idea I forgot

 

[Palaios]

Re: Arena Type RP

I'm game. You sure I can't be afraid of broccoli? XD Just kidding.

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Name: Benjamin Franklin Harlow
Arena Name: Frank the Tank
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance: http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m273/Kruptos/reptile_by_flo_moshi.jpg
Preferred Equipment: Nothing but his bare hands. Well, that and a ten-foot chain with a meat hook attached to the end.
Phobia: "Deep" water. And anything past the waist is considered by Ben to be "deep".
Short Bio: Frank the Tank was born Benjamin Franklin Harlow, named after a great inventor of the past in hopes that he would also grow up to be brilliant by his mother. She then proceeded to die, leaving her son to an unfit father that quickly abandoned him. Luckily, Ben was born tough. Extremely tough. Thanks to her hard life in an irradiated wasteland, Ben's skin had mutated into a tough carapace. To normal viewing, it appears to just be dry skin, but then it shines when Ben takes a beating.

It's been proven that Ben's skin is a good deal tougher to break than the average Joe. He's practically bullet proof, even going so far as to boast that armor-piercing rounds couldn't even get through (this has yet to be proven). Bladed weapons are typical turned, although Ben doesn't want to test his luck with them too much. This isn't to say he's invulnerable though. He's actually quite the opposite, being kinda on the lean side and easily thrown around. To save himself from becoming a human punching bag, he picked up as many tricks to fighting as he could, as well as a chain he's found "inventive uses for".

To elicit the point, his tough skin has possibly even hidden a greater weakness. Being tough of skin, Ben has more than once taken a bullet for nothing more than the sheer joy he takes in seeing the other guy's face. Unfortunately, said bullet typically knocks him off his feet. His worst, or best however you look at it, story to date was when he took a shotgun to the gut while scouting out what he though to a small abandoned town. The blow threw him out the window and across the street, breaking several bones in the process. Luckily, he got some help and managed to mend without any serious repercussions. Still, he's been thrown like straw to a strong breeze on more than one occassion, and his only claim to fame in response to that is that he pulled himself back up afterwards.

But now he's fed up with living in the grit. After hearing about this...Arena...or whatever it's called, Frank the Tank has decided that he's gonna make his tough hide come in handy and fight his way into the city, even if he has to punch the face of every soul that dares get in his way.

Notes: Ben had a near-death experience when he almost drowned in one of the few lakes he's come across in his short years. As a result, he's not likely to approach any good sized bodies of water, and positively avoids water that he can't see the bottom of.

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Long text is long, sorry. I might've overdone it and given him too good an advantage.

 

[Sinshammer]

RE: Arena Type RP

Still taking characters? If so..

Name: Bella Krieg
Arena Name: The Mistress
Age: 31
Gender: Female
Appearance: Bella has short, spiky pure white hair. And her eyes are scarlet red. She has a clean scar running straight down over her right eye, and a more ragged one cutting across the first. She has an athletic build, measurements are: B36C W25 H36. Her skin is nicely tanned and various small scars ranging from bullet wounds to knife cuts can be found around her body. However due to radiation, her veins glow nuclear green when agitated. Regardless of scarring and her irradiated bloodstream, she is still quite striking, something she has no problem using to her advantage.

Preferred Equipment: Shotguns and assault weaponry. Her favorite weapon is a custom built, 10 gauge, double barreled over-under semi-automatic shotgun with ten round clips. She always carries a serrated machete with her into combat, as well as a combat knife. Her second favorite weapon, when the arena allows it, is a nefarious combination of her own design that consists of a flamethrower attached to an industrial chainsaw. Both feed to an armored fuel pack on her back when she uses it.

Otherwise, she is a proficient hand to hand fighter, and she always wears SAP gloves(weighted and armored knuckles) just in case she is disarmed.

Weakness: Ghouls. When she was a child, she witnessed her friends get torn apart by ghouls. Then later, she lost her parents to Ghouls as well. If she even sees them, it sends her into an uncontrollable rage. All tactics and reason are lost until she either kills the ghoul, or she is knocked out.

Short Bio: Bella survived as a child due to the help of a squad of soldiers from some distant country. The soldiers taught her town how to defend themselves, build defensive structures, and make their own weaponry from wasteland scraps. Over time the soldiers died off, and so did her town. Little by little ghouls and raiders claimed more and more until her family fell in front of her eyes. She was nineteen at the time. Being the only survivor she left, taking everything she'd learned to heart and using it to survive. She became a mercenary, working for towns and settlements for food and shelter. Until she heard about the arena. She doesn't care about city life, she knows she would have no place inside. So instead she volunteered to stay in the games if someone from the outside could go in her place if she wins. She chose a small girl that reminds her too much of herself. Also, over time, she has come to enjoy bloodshed and violence. So to her, the arena is the only place to be. Food, shelter, combat, and all the healthy young men she can handle.

Notes: Bella is by no means a stable person. Her trauma has left deep scars on her psyche, making her sadistic, masochistic, and bloodthirsty. She loves playing to the crowd and dragging a fight out for no other reason than entertainment. A personal vice of hers is cigars. She has quite a collection, and will often smoke them even in combat if she can get away with it.