Post by Han Solo on May 9, 2010 16:50:37 GMT
Name: Han Solo
Race: Human
Age: 38
Faction: New Republic
Occupation: Envoy, Pilot and guard for his wife, Leia Organa Solo
Weapons: Modified Blastech DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol
Weapon Proficiencys: Pistols and assault rifles.
Equipment: Thermal Detonators, Grappling Hook, Com-Link, Cryoban Grenades and Incendiary Grenades.
Ship(s): Millenium Falcon - Modified YT-1300 Light Freighter
History:
RP Example:
Blade walked down the lonely pavement that bordered west boulevard street. It was raining hard, Blade feeling each and every tiny drop on his bald head. Always looking around, he crouched down and smudged a spot of blood on the wet floor. It was already starting to run, spilling into the drains with the rain. "Looks like this is the place" Blade said sternly as he stood up. Just three hours earlier Abi had told him about a new club here. Blade turned to face 3 men walking toward him, one of them biting his nails. As he did so Blade saw that he had a three lined symbol on his hand. "Familiars. I hate familiars." They shoved past Blade. "Watch out man" One of them said. Blade turned to see the nail-biting familiar drop a knife out of his sleeve. He reached down to pick it up, only to be beaten by Blade who shoved it into his hand. "Careful" He started. "Don't want anyone to get hurt." The familiar turned and ran as Blade simply smiled. "He's dead" He whispered under his breath.
Blade turned to face a old stone building, every brick slowly eroding under the pressure of the rain. He put a pair of UV binoculars on, turning everything pink. Around the building there were blue markings and signs. He walked toward the door, got ready to kick it down and... he put it down suddenly. He grabbed the door handle and turned it slowly, the door opened with a creak. "Hmm, too easy." He walked down hall, the walls all in pristine condition. At the end he could see a large steel door, that was completely soundproof. He walked up to it, felt the cracks with his fingertips and heard a slight sound coming through the door. He tried the door, almost knowing it would not open; it didn't open. He wielded his gun aiming it at the hinges...
Inside Club Holler hundreds of vampires were dancing to a techno song. The DJ was drinking some poor human's blood. He lifted his head away from his victims neck and shouted as loud as he could. "LET. THE. FEAST. BEGIN." Suddenly all hell broke loose, bodies started falling through trap doors in the ceiling. The hall was a mass graveyard, bodies covered in blood everywhere. The vampires went absolutely crazy, drinking, dancing, kissing and screaming. In one corner a door opened, stopping everything. The hall fell completely silent, everyone staring at it. A tall man walked in dragging a dead policeman behind him. He turned the cop round to face everyone. Silence. "We have to be more careful, someone saw one of you" He said pointing at the faces. "Come in. We..."
Blade burst through the door aiming his gun at everyone. "Well hello there" Every single vamp in the room turned to face him. The mysterious man dropped the cop and looked directly at Blade. "DAYWALKER! KILL HIM... KILL HIM NOW" He turned and ran, closing the door behind him. Every one froze, some wielding melee weapons, some with guns. Some had nothing, just their fists. Blade drew his sword, the many strobe lights glinting off the deadly weapon. He span round and stabbed a vampire who was coming up behind him in the heart. Within a second he was ashes. Suddenly they broke out of their trance charging at Blade. He moved with the speed of a tornado and the strength of one too. Within seconds half of the vamps were ashes, washing away in the blood of the humans from the ceiling. Blade ran toward the others and stopped. One of them held an M16 Automatic Rifle. "Uh...Oh"
The vamp fired, sending hundreds of small white hot rods of death at Blade. As soon as the first round was fired he had dived behind an upturned pole dancing table. He loaded his new, heavy, 44. Magnum and fired through the table, sending three vamps flying and evaporating in mid air. Balde got up from behind the table, span round and loosed three rounds. They all hit their target turning the M16 wielding vampire to his new state... Blade smiled, only to be greeted by a rogue M16 round fired as the vamp turned to ashes. Blade was sent flying backwards. He got up , killed the rest of the vamps and left the club. "1 down, a hell of a lot more to go."
Unfinished
Race: Human
Age: 38
Faction: New Republic
Occupation: Envoy, Pilot and guard for his wife, Leia Organa Solo
Weapons: Modified Blastech DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol
Weapon Proficiencys: Pistols and assault rifles.
Equipment: Thermal Detonators, Grappling Hook, Com-Link, Cryoban Grenades and Incendiary Grenades.
Ship(s): Millenium Falcon - Modified YT-1300 Light Freighter
History:
RP Example:
Blade walked down the lonely pavement that bordered west boulevard street. It was raining hard, Blade feeling each and every tiny drop on his bald head. Always looking around, he crouched down and smudged a spot of blood on the wet floor. It was already starting to run, spilling into the drains with the rain. "Looks like this is the place" Blade said sternly as he stood up. Just three hours earlier Abi had told him about a new club here. Blade turned to face 3 men walking toward him, one of them biting his nails. As he did so Blade saw that he had a three lined symbol on his hand. "Familiars. I hate familiars." They shoved past Blade. "Watch out man" One of them said. Blade turned to see the nail-biting familiar drop a knife out of his sleeve. He reached down to pick it up, only to be beaten by Blade who shoved it into his hand. "Careful" He started. "Don't want anyone to get hurt." The familiar turned and ran as Blade simply smiled. "He's dead" He whispered under his breath.
Blade turned to face a old stone building, every brick slowly eroding under the pressure of the rain. He put a pair of UV binoculars on, turning everything pink. Around the building there were blue markings and signs. He walked toward the door, got ready to kick it down and... he put it down suddenly. He grabbed the door handle and turned it slowly, the door opened with a creak. "Hmm, too easy." He walked down hall, the walls all in pristine condition. At the end he could see a large steel door, that was completely soundproof. He walked up to it, felt the cracks with his fingertips and heard a slight sound coming through the door. He tried the door, almost knowing it would not open; it didn't open. He wielded his gun aiming it at the hinges...
Inside Club Holler hundreds of vampires were dancing to a techno song. The DJ was drinking some poor human's blood. He lifted his head away from his victims neck and shouted as loud as he could. "LET. THE. FEAST. BEGIN." Suddenly all hell broke loose, bodies started falling through trap doors in the ceiling. The hall was a mass graveyard, bodies covered in blood everywhere. The vampires went absolutely crazy, drinking, dancing, kissing and screaming. In one corner a door opened, stopping everything. The hall fell completely silent, everyone staring at it. A tall man walked in dragging a dead policeman behind him. He turned the cop round to face everyone. Silence. "We have to be more careful, someone saw one of you" He said pointing at the faces. "Come in. We..."
Blade burst through the door aiming his gun at everyone. "Well hello there" Every single vamp in the room turned to face him. The mysterious man dropped the cop and looked directly at Blade. "DAYWALKER! KILL HIM... KILL HIM NOW" He turned and ran, closing the door behind him. Every one froze, some wielding melee weapons, some with guns. Some had nothing, just their fists. Blade drew his sword, the many strobe lights glinting off the deadly weapon. He span round and stabbed a vampire who was coming up behind him in the heart. Within a second he was ashes. Suddenly they broke out of their trance charging at Blade. He moved with the speed of a tornado and the strength of one too. Within seconds half of the vamps were ashes, washing away in the blood of the humans from the ceiling. Blade ran toward the others and stopped. One of them held an M16 Automatic Rifle. "Uh...Oh"
The vamp fired, sending hundreds of small white hot rods of death at Blade. As soon as the first round was fired he had dived behind an upturned pole dancing table. He loaded his new, heavy, 44. Magnum and fired through the table, sending three vamps flying and evaporating in mid air. Balde got up from behind the table, span round and loosed three rounds. They all hit their target turning the M16 wielding vampire to his new state... Blade smiled, only to be greeted by a rogue M16 round fired as the vamp turned to ashes. Blade was sent flying backwards. He got up , killed the rest of the vamps and left the club. "1 down, a hell of a lot more to go."
Unfinished