Hey Sunbather, would you like me to change the character sheet? I'm still not fully sure how RPing on this website works; I accept your changes without question, but if you're using the character sheet's for reference, I'll change it real quick. Sorry for not posting sooner.
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Ken Caspar
[name]
⊷ Ken Caspar..
[alias]
⊷ Ohio Mars..
[date of birth]
⊷ January 27th.
[biological sex]
⊷ Male
[gender]
⊷ Man
[sexuality]
⊷ Open, though uninterested in masculinity
[ethnicity]
⊷...
Roark's words rolled about her head as she climbed the hotel staircase. Things were starting to clear up. The concept of forces beyond the physical universe – forces she could now perceive and harness – was still at work dismantling her older philosophical state of being, but this news that War...
Maddie nodded. She brought her hands back to rest by her side. The man was looking her up and down again. Seeing his warbrand in action, knowing that he knew hers inside and out at this point... it made her feel naked. Unconciously, she crossed an arm over her stomach and wrapped it around the...
The layout of the hotel’s interior grew clear as she followed. There was no doubt the building had secrets, but unless it’d be expanding on its foundations Maddie was confident she could make an escape if she had to.
She walked in silence as the man lead her through the hotel’s back door...
The blur of crimson knocked Maddie back on her heel. Catching herself on the bannister, Maddie felt a jolt of pain shoot up from the back of her foot. “Watch that shit!”
The girl was on her and blubbering before Maddie had a chance to follow up...
Semblance posted as I was finishing my post. Wait as long as you want before having Maddie walk down the stairs. I'll edit the post later based on what everyone else says/does.
Expectations collapsed once the door opened. The half-clothed warrior, the intricate weapons wrapped around his arms and legs, and the disembodied hand that carried her life in a folder. Maddie had readied herself for anything, but the results sidestepped her guard by a margin of miles.
It was...
I made the same connection when I first bought Overwatch. Blizzard's story direction with the game is utter crap in my eyes, whereas Valve's is pure brilliance, so my heart lies with Scout.
In a fight however, Tracer would skin the poor Brooklyn boy alive.