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My sheet isn't finished per-se; I still have 40-odd points to spend, but I figured I could at least get SOMETHING up.

EXPANDED ATTRIBUTES, SKILLS, AND DEFECTS Skeleton In The Closet: Dr. Leonard Beckett's greatest shame is one that cost him dearly. During his time with the UEC, his think-tank was charged with, and developed, a biochemical weapon called HX-62417, deployment name "Nocturne-7". From Dr...

STATISTICS BODY: 4 MIND: 7 SOUL: 4 SIZE: Human ATTACK COMBAT VALUE: 5 DEFENSE COMBAT VALUE: 5 DAMAGE MULTIPLIER: 5 HEALTH POINTS: 40 ENERGY POINTS: 55 SHOCK VALUE: 8 ATTRIBUTES XEWP-01 "SKELETON Key Interface System" Dr. Beckett's crowning achievement in the field of...

AGE: 36 WEIGHT: 173 lbs. HEIGHT: 5' 10" PERSONAL QUOTES: "I could make something for that..." "Suggest you not irritate me. In dire need of new test subjects." "There is always a solution." PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: The picture of a classic mad scientist, Dr. Beckett is wiry and...

So verra verra sorry everyone! I just got a new job after a prolonged period of unemployment, so I've been both busy and exhausted. I posted, however, so feel free to proceed.

Inside Leonard Beckett's left front pocket, an aged silver pocket-watch tickedtickedticked to 8:01 pm. The hour minute second hands all aligned perfectly for one still moment. -- Tonight was the night that everything moved, months of careful planning and bridge-burning culminating in one...

A thousand pardons. I just got a new job after ~4 months of unemployment, so I'm a bit behind the curve on all of this.

Well, as promised, I'm here. Lack of employment has given me much free time. Thorn knows my character from the last time we tried this hell-beast...speaking of, Thorn, any luck finding that old Character Sheet? Becuase I LIKED how I built him last time, and I hate re-hashing old ground...

((Well, seeing as how I ain't got shit for that...)) Essence swirling and roiling about, Rijin gave a roar much like his namesake, dozens of points of light dancing in front of his eyes. "WORTHLESS COWARD! YOU FIGHT LIKE THE DYNAST-WHORE YOU ARE!" he bellowed, now commited to his strike, but...

Rijin's lips moved minutely as he mentally worked through the katas, imagining the sublime truths that underlaid each. "The Lion walks upon the plain/Regent polices his kingdom," he mumbled, "See his unquestioned might/Fall before his skill." Essence sparked and roiled underneath his skin...

Alright, srs, how do you do those nifty spoiler tags? I yearn.

((1st Melee, for maximum shinyness!))

Raising his blade, Rijin eyed up the terrain between them. Workbench, three feet, no, four feet wide. Smooth stone, light cobbling, dry, no moss. Good for grip. Looking further beyond the fire-aspected, the mammoth corpse of the warstrider loomed, encased in scaffolding that looked plenty-...

*Two Bears High-Fiving*

I'll just leave this here... Because you can NEVER have too much walking guitar.

((Oh my, yes. If only for the intimidation factor!)) Rijin had made a small error. While the dodge was good, and it certainly kept him from a -more- severe wound, it hadn't been far enough. He knew two moments before the blade would bite that he was going to get clipped. Normally, this...

Still here. Much to the dismay of all...

(Also, weak tits. I had a 7 and 9 last time!)